[Unhealthy Romantic Relationship Story] (My Girlfriend is an AV Actress) (Season 2) (01) Author: Meow Biscuit

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An Unhealthy Romantic Relationship Tale (Season 2)

Late August.

It was a hot afternoon, everything still seemed ordinary yet restless. I walked into an old-fashioned
Western restaurant in Ikebukuro. Midori and Anna were already waiting for me inside. Anna saw me first, waved, and
called out , "Come over here!" Then Midori turned around and saw me too. She
jumped up like a yellow rabbit, ran towards me, and pounced on me.

"You're so tanned." I saw the healthy glow on her shoulders and cheeks and praised her,
"You look so beautiful."

"Do you like it?" Midori asked.

"I like it very much." I pinched her butt, firm and bouncy, "I feel like I have
a new girlfriend."

"Oh, you're so shameless!" Anna teased, "It's only been a few days since we last met, is it
really ?"

"How's Okinawa?" I ignored Anna and asked Midori.

"It's like heaven!" she said excitedly.

I sat down and noticed Anna had cut her hair short. It wasn't the short, layered bob that A-Lu used to have; it was very
short, like a tomboy's hairstyle, with her bangs dyed a light yellow, making her look
like

a delinquent. At this moment, the two women started chattering about their four-day, three-night trip to Okinawa. "Moon Beach we went to was absolutely breathtaking!" Anna exclaimed excitedly, almost
incoherently. "The sand there was as white as pearl powder. A-Lu and I kept taking pictures… and
the blue sky there was so blue it seemed to melt, it was simply breathtaking! Tokyo's sky can't compare. Let me
show you the pictures we took." She started flipping through photos on her phone.

"The crab was delicious too," A-Lu added.

"Yes, the crab was delicious too." Anna handed me her phone, and I saw pictures of the azure sea and sky, and
a screen full of selfies of two girls in bikinis—it was indeed beautiful. Anna continued, "Besides being delicious, it was also very
cheap . The next night we went to the seafood market and bought a whole basket for less than 6,000 yuan! It
had everything. Crabs, two lobsters, scallops... Do you know how big they were? They were huge, you can see them in
the photos . And that fish? It was also delicious, my new favorite."

"Sunaba," A-Lu added with a smile.

"What kind of fish is sunaba?" I asked.

"It's red, and the flesh is very fresh," Anna explained.

A-Lu opened her phone and used Flitto to translate sunaba for me; it turned out to be sea bream.

"Besides taking photos, we just went to the beach to sunbathe, how could we not get tanned!"

"We brought three swimsuits, but that wasn't enough!"

"You bet!"

"I really want to go again sometime."

"You bet!"

While they were talking, I got a chance to look around the Western restaurant. The restaurant exuded a retro glow.

Copper lamps and copper ceiling fans hung from the ceiling, and brown blinds opened on the walls made of rubble bricks.
An arched doorway opened into the wall facing
parasols extending outwards were clearly visible. A row of spotlights illuminated the wall opposite the doorway, beneath which hung numerous black and white photographs of various sizes.
The bar was constructed of black and white bricks; a small blackboard read, "
Buy one get one free on cocktails until 5 PM." Above the bar was an old-fashioned television playing a silent black and white film I didn't recognize. We
sat there in red leather armchairs, listening to hippie jazz, watching the waitresses in white shirts,
black red ties bustling about like ants.

Then a plump waitress came over and asked if we needed any help.

"What would you like to drink?" A-Lu asked.

"Iced beer?"

"Won't beer make me fat?" A-Lu asked.

"And give me big breasts!" Anna said.

"Really?" I asked.

“Really,” Anna answered earnestly. “Beer will stimulate something called Estrogen
, which makes a man’s breasts bigger.”

“What’s Estrogen?”

“It’s something that makes breasts bigger, right?” Anna wasn’t sure.

Green handed me her phone again; apparently, Estrogen meant “estrogen.”

“Let’s just have beer,” I said. “It’s too hot.”

“One pint of draft beer, two mojitos,” Green said to the chubby waitress. It seemed they had
already planned their drinks.

After a while, Anna got up, saying she needed to use the restroom. She stared at Green, seemingly wanting her to go with her.

“Go on,” Green dismissed her. “I need to get intimate with my man.”

“You’re so fickle,” Anna said irritably and walked away. Green blew her a kiss and called out,
“Good girl.”

After Anna left, I eagerly wrapped my arms around Green’s waist and kissed her lips. Green responded passionately
, placing a hand gently on my chest.

"I miss you so much," I said.

"I miss you too." A-Lu took a deep breath, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering. "But I have
something more important to tell you."

"Nothing is more important than missing you."

A-Lu chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, you're making me blush." But her face was already red,
like a fresh grape. She said, "Anna, I'm worried about her."

"What is it?"

"I'm telling you this, but you have to promise me you won't tell anyone else," A-Lu said seriously. Seeing me
nod , she unlocked her phone and showed me a photo. It was a photo of a medicine bottle,
a little blurry, but the English words "prescription medicine" on the packaging were still legible
.

"I accidentally found this bottle in Anna's luggage," A-Lu explained. "I thought
she was buying medicine from Yongzhi again, so I took a picture. But later I looked it up, and this medicine is called sertraline
, it's for treating depression."

"Anna?" I found it unbelievable. "Depression? That's unlikely, isn't it? You see how optimistic she is."

“I’m just really worried,” A-Lu said. “I wanted to talk to you about it. I’m planning
to talk to her sometime soon, what do you think?”

“The sooner the better.”

The chubby waitress returned, bringing ice-cold beer and cocktails.

“Buy one get one free on cocktails before five!” the chubby waitress innocently recommended. “Just call me if you
need !”

“Thank you for your hard work!” A-Lu bowed slightly, watching the chubby waitress leave, then turned to me and said, “Eileen,
you care about Anna too, right?”

I couldn’t tell if A-Lu was testing something or just asking casually. I said,
“Yes. Because she’s your good friend and roommate.”

“That’s all?”

“Absolutely.”

“I believe you,” A-Lu said with relief. “We agreed to keep an open
relationship.”

“I support your work, but I also reserve the right to sleep with other girls.”

“Yes, including Anna,” A-Lu added.

"But if either of you regrets it, you have to bring it up, and then both of you can negotiate to end the
relationship ."

"So far, it's been feasible, right?" A-Lu asked.

"Without a doubt."

A-Lu looked at me, and I looked at her. She gently bit her lower lip, her beauty irresistible. Although I knew she
wasn't actively seducing me. Her healthy, beautiful body was wrapped in a yellow dress, brazenly
revealing a large expanse of her tanned breasts and gentle cleavage. I imagined
the , and I was sure she had also been with Anna, and other male actors, mingling and enjoying
the pleasure of orgy on the snow-white beach. These imaginings aroused me. I hoped I could join in, but for now, just the space of
this imagination was enough to satisfy me. I reached out to touch A-Lu's thigh, but A-Lu grabbed my hand,
preventing me from entering. But seeing the look in her eyes, I knew that her mind must also be filled with lewd thoughts
; our minds were filled with lewd thoughts, wishing we could immediately and roughly strip each other naked. We
temporarily forgot Anna's cheerful exterior and possibly hidden mental illness, as well as
the dangerous message conveyed by that deadly little bottle of pills. What we didn't know was that
less than twenty-four hours remained before the momentous event that would irreversibly alter our relationship.

Late June.

On the first night I slept in the same bed with Midori, nothing happened. She told me she had her
period . We drank, and I don't know if we said goodbye to Hinata and Anna,
what they did after we parted, or how it started, but Midori sang me a song she wrote herself,
called "Lake Utagawa." Lake Utagawa is a not-so-large man-made lake in Hokkaido, which I've never had
the privilege of visiting. But based on street view photos on a map, and Midori's unexpectedly melancholic performance, I
deduced it must be a desolate but eerily quiet place. We spent a peaceful
night like that. I gave Midori my arm, and she leaned on it, mustering the courage to confess her feelings to me. And I, too,
mustered the courage to confess to her. But perhaps neither of us truly listened to the other's feelings, and so the delicate
evening passed .

The next morning, I woke up very early and left Midori's place. When I left, Midori was still
fast asleep , her face buried between her soft pillow and fluffy hair.

I actually considered kissing her before leaving, but the lingering taste in my mouth made me abandon the idea.
Life isn't a movie, after all; I have to understand that some things that seem romantic can't be realized in reality.

This might be a very delicate day. That's what I thought.

Squeezed onto the Shinkansen, I opened my phone and saw more than ten text messages from Yasui. Most were
just meaningless emojis, and the last one asked:

"Where are you?"

Where am I? I looked up to find the electronic station sign in the carriage, but couldn't find it. A heavy sense of
loss suddenly filled my chest. This feeling seemed familiar. The crowded people around me were all engrossed in
their own activities—reading comics, staring at their glowing phone screens—not communicating with each other. An LCD billboard on the carriage wall
displayed a milk advertisement, accompanied by a childlike electronic voice saying, "Stay healthy!"

I realized that Yasui's question wasn't such a profound philosophical one.

"On my way to school," I replied. "I was too tired from studying last night and fell asleep.
Sorry I didn't reply."

A while later, Yasui sent back a smiley face. But I didn't know how to reply to that universally understood emoji.
Subconsciously, I knew this relationship might be heading in an irreversible direction of trouble, but I didn't have
the energy to worry about it right now. After you've had a relationship with a woman, you might find that
nothing has actually changed.

Just before we reached the Central Park transfer station, Midori called.

"Good morning!" Midori's voice flew in like a cheerful bird.

"Good morning."

"When did you leave?" she asked. I heard another woman shouting in the background; Anna had probably
woken up too.

"I saw you were sleeping so soundly, I didn't have the heart to wake you," I explained.

"It's so embarrassing," she said, "I didn't even know you were gone."

"How about I take you out for dinner tonight?" I asked. But there was no response on the other end of the phone. I asked again,
"How about I take you out for dinner tonight, A-Lu?"

That's when I realized the signal was lost. The train entered a tunnel, the metal humming and echoing.
After a while, A-Lu sent a message: "Can't get through to you. Talk to you later!"

The milk ad was playing again in a childish voice: "Keep your head clear!"

All day long, my mind wasn't on my studies. At noon, I ate alone, thinking
about how to continue things with A-Lu. Just as I was finishing my meal, I received a
message from A-Lu. I opened my phone and was suddenly struck by a sizzling selfie. A-Lu was wearing a black lace bra, creating a deep cleavage on
the screen . I noticed a subtle mole on her left chest, near her heart
, which had a unique charm. Her lips were very close to the camera, and her peach-pink lipstick shimmered.

"Hey!" she texted back.

What a vixen! I thought.

I suddenly felt a surge of sexual urge, uncontrollable, and I had to deal with it immediately; I couldn't wait a moment longer. I
hurriedly found a private bathroom, locked the door, and took out my phone to Google "Ringo Yuki." Clicking on
the first search result, I stared at the small circle loading on my phone screen and suddenly felt
much more .

Watching Mizuno Midori's movie, this moment had finally come.

The video started without warning. Midori was licking a dark brown mosaic, like she was licking
a delicious popsicle. I saw her wet tongue resting above her lower teeth, wrapping around the mosaic. She
lifted the penis in front of her and began to suck on it, starting from below the glans. Her other hand began to grab
her bare breasts. This was the first time I had seen her entire breasts, full and erect. She gently
teased her nipples with her fingers, which trembled rhythmically with the sounds of oral sex. Besides her own hands, other men's hands covered her
breasts . These various men's hands kneaded her breasts,
distorting her beautiful shape. But A-Lu didn't care. Her attention was completely drawn to the mosaic in front of her
. She opened her mouth and swallowed it whole. A moan escaped her throat,
a woman's aroused, pleasurable sound.

"Not bad!" exclaimed the man beside her.

"What a slutty beauty!" some other men verbally humiliated her.

Another, thicker mosaic was brought to her lips, rubbing against her cheek. A-Lu reached out
and grabbed this newcomer, glanced at its owner, said, "So hard," and
swallowed it without hesitation. As she spoke, the liquid from the previous penis still lingered at the corner of her mouth.

"Try mine too." A third penis reached out. The camera panned upwards, burying A-Lu's oval
face beneath the three mosaics. She rubbed one in each hand, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue to serve the other.
She licked the three penises in turn until they were all hard, flicking against her face and leaving glistening drops of her juices.

"Please give me your penis!" Midori said passionately. Her eyebrows were slightly raised, glistening.

"What does Yuki want your penis for?" a man asked.

"I want it inside me, inside my pussy." Midori responded enthusiastically, her eyes filled with
longing for the upcoming intercourse.

"Then you have to lick it well."

One of the male actors turned Midori over, making her kneel on the mattress, her buttocks sticking up. He stroked his
genitals a few times, slowly approaching Midori's vulva. Midori didn't stop sucking on the mosaic in front of her, but instead
groped behind her with one hand, touching the waist of the male actor behind her.

"It's going in."

"Inside." Midori pleaded, "I want a big penis."

Before she finished speaking, I saw the penis disappear between her thighs. A-Lu let out sounds of pleasure,
wriggling her hips to encourage its penetration.

This was the first time I had seen her being penetrated by another man.

"So this is what it feels like," I thought excitedly, stroking my own genitals. A-Lu was having sex with more than one man right before my
eyes , their thick penises taking turns entering and exiting her vagina. I saw A-Lu's
pubic hair trimmed into a delicate inverted triangle shape, her plump vulva overflowing with fluids. With the rhythm of the thrusts, her
breasts trembled, her beautiful body gradually submerged in the surrounding flesh. Her areolas were small, but
her nipples were engorged and erect like ripe grapes, each being licked by two different men.
The man behind her thrust harder and harder, striking her buttocks like surging waves. Just
as , A-Lu suddenly trembled in her waist and abdomen. She let out a low growl, almost savage, like a female beast, yearning
for intercourse, yearning for primal urges. Her trembling suddenly intensified, the muscles of her buttocks and thighs contracting
violently . The man behind her released her waist, letting her collapse onto the bed. Amidst gasps from those around her
, Ah-Lu climaxed. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably, like a helpless cicada
shivering in the autumn wind. One of the male actors tried to reach out and rub her clitoris, but Ah-Lu grabbed his hand, trembling and begging for
mercy.

"Wait, please wait..."

After a short while, two hands pried open Ah-Lu's thighs, and another hand reached for her clitoris.

"No, I really can't..." Ah-Lu was still pleading helplessly. But this time she received no
mercy . The hand between her thighs rubbed her clitoris rapidly, skillfully and forcefully. Ah-Lu's thighs trembled again.
She screamed, and fluid gushed from her vagina, the whole scene both poignant and cruel.

"I've climaxed! I've climaxed!" Ah-Lu cried out, "I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore!"

A penis quickly approached her face, and white fluid spurted out, staining her lips, nose ,
and forehead. The penis was soon placed in Ah-Lu's mouth. Ah-Lu still didn't resist; she endured the rough torment of her lower body while obediently cleaning the fluid from the man's glans. The other male actors began to surround her again, caressing her breasts and waist. Another male actor knelt in front of her, his penis erect, seemingly thrusting in without any mercy. "So good," Ah-Lu actually made a sound of pleasure. Her body was slowly submerged again. But she seemed to regain her fighting spirit, able to move actively again, ready to receive a new wave of attacks. I had never seen such a scene before, nor had I ever seen a woman so brave in lovemaking. I gripped my penis tightly, my cheeks burning. Amid Ah-Lu's unrestrained moans, I finally ejaculated uncontrollably. What an experience this was! I shakily tore off a tissue to clean up the mess. The intense emptiness and guilt that followed my ejaculation finally hit, and it came without warning. This woman! I thought. Terrifying, yet so beautiful. I want her. I told myself that I really wanted her. Susan Collins said that it is the things we love most that destroy us. Perhaps that's . "Would it be my pleasure to take you out for dinner, lovely lady?" I texted A . She replied quickly. I opened it and saw: "No, it would be my pleasure, Mr. Zhang."

Late August.

I had a terrible dream. I dreamt of a woman falling into an abyss.

"Help me!" she cried. But I was powerless. I watched her being swallowed by darkness, black
mud seeping from her mouth, nostrils, and eyes.

"Help me!" she kept crying, but I couldn't hear her anymore.

Then a phone call forcibly pulled me out of the nightmare. I fumbled for my phone; it was A-Lu calling
. I checked the time; it was 6:42 AM.

"A-Lu..." Just as I began to speak, A-Lu cried out, "Eileen! Anna's in trouble!"

"A-Lu..." My first reaction was to try and calm her down, but I didn't have a chance to speak.
Because A-Lu had already started crying. What she said next hit me like a dull bell in the chest. She said:

"Anna jumped off a building and committed suicide!"

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