[Heart-Fluttering Sweetheart]

A Sweet and Heart-Fluttering Moment
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Prologue

"Young Master, are you going to rest today, or study hard?"

"Brother, instead of doing those things, why don't you come for a walk with me!"

After breakfast, Takeno Shinji was pestered by two women. One was a beautiful woman with black hair, and
the was a cute girl with big eyes. However,
Shinji had long expected to be pestered like this when they followed him to his villa in Mibucho last night.

"I say, Miss Furukawa, even though my mother repeatedly asked you to keep an eye on me, you don't have to be
so serious, do you? You're a university student, after all, while I'm just a failed candidate, so
you don't need to care about me so much..."

Furukawa Yoshio clenched her left hand in front of her chest and shook her head as she spoke to Shinji.

"That's not true! Young Master, you don't need to worry about me so much."

"Miss Furukawa..."

You've misunderstood! Shinji thought to himself. Actually, he just didn't want to practice the tea ceremony and didn't want to
study hard !

"Yoshiki!"

The girl watching Shinji and Yoshiki's conversation—Chihiro Takeno—called her name angrily.

"Wh-what is it?"

Shinji couldn't help but smile bitterly. Chihiro was still the same as before, seemingly still disliking
Yoshiki. However, she wasn't only like this towards Yoshiki; she seemed to dislike

all women who approached Shinji . 　　"You have no right to be with my brother! No matter what, you're just an outsider!" 　　"Hey, Chihiro! Miss Furukawa was chosen for me by my mother..." " 　　My brother can choose not to marry the fiancée chosen by my mother." 　　Shinji observed Yoshiki's expression. As expected, Yoshiki lowered her head, looking dejected. 　　"...Um, sorry to bother you, I have to go to school." 　　After breakfast, Tsutsumi Aya, who was quietly preparing for school, finally appeared and said this. 　　"Ah, Aya! Wait for me!" 　　Shinji ran out of the entrance hall, chasing after Aya. 　　"Young Master!" 　　"Brother!" 　　"Hmm, it's cold!" 　　Shinji shivered, and Aya tilted her head in disbelief. 　　"Is it really that cold?" 　　"Aya, you've always lived here, so you don't really feel this kind of weather. But compared to my hometown, this weather can already be considered winter." 　　"Shinji, you're clearly still very young, how come you talk like an old man?" 　　Aya chuckled. Although she looked like a boy when she was expressionless, when she smiled, she was indeed no different from any other girl. 　　This spring, Shinji failed his exams. Since then, he has been attending cram schools every day. After this season, it will be November. November is the time for cram schools to make their final push. At this crucial moment , his mother suddenly ordered him to act as the villa's manager. The reason seemed to be that the elderly couple who originally managed the villa needed to be hospitalized for a short period due to illness. 　　Of course, he couldn't disobey his mother's command. Shinji's mother was the head of the prestigious Takeno family, a renowned tea ceremony lineage. Shinji was naturally the heir to the 'Takeno Tea Ceremony'. Shinji's mother, to put it nicely , was a very individualistic woman; to put it bluntly, a rather stubborn one. However, she had played a crucial role in the Takeno family's recovery from its precarious state to its current prosperity. Therefore, when Shinji's father and grandfather both passed away, no one objected to her taking over the tea ceremony family. 　　Shinji rested his hand on his glasses, gazing at Ao's back. Looking at her in her uniform, he could somewhat imagine the slender naked body beneath. Looking at Ao's delicate limbs, she resembled a little boy more than . Aoi is the granddaughter of the housekeeper and his wife, and she originally lived with them in the villa. 　　When Shinji first arrived at the villa, Aoi was the one who greeted him. At the time, Shinji thought no one else was in the villa, so he was quite surprised by Aoi's presence. 　　"Shinji." 　　Aoi suddenly turned around. 　　"Wh-what?" 　　"Pervert!" 　　"Ah!" 　　Shinji felt as if Aoi had seen through his thoughts, and his face flushed red. 　　"I didn't do anything..." 　　Aoi's parents were away on a business trip abroad. Therefore, during the time her grandparents were hospitalized, she seemed to intend to live alone with Shinji. Initially, Shinji, who was retaking his college entrance exams, was distressed about living under the same roof . However, since Aoi took care of all the housework, she has now become an indispensable woman in Shinji's life. In addition, Shinji's younger sister, Chihiro, and Yoshio, who plays the dual roles of his fiancée and Takeno's tea ceremony apprentice, also came to the villa with him. Therefore, he had no time to think about things like living under the same roof as Aoi. 　　"...Hmm, we've arrived at school." 　　Coming back to his senses, Shinji had already arrived at Aoi's school. 　　"Aoi, were you just laughing at me?" 　　"No." 　　Aoi chuckled as she walked towards the school gate. Even so, why did I come here ? 　　Shinji looked up at the sky, his feelings quite complicated. The early winter sky was so clear that it inexplicably made him feel melancholic. His mother said he could manage the villa while studying hard there, so he ended up here inexplicably. But then again, probably no one else was as naive and easily fooled as him. 　　Mibu-cho was a quiet town nestled in a valley, and it took three days to get there from Shinji's hometown by train .

Hours. There's a ski resort in the mountains, so soon a large number of tourists will flock there. At the very end of town
lies a vast, azure lake, right next to Shinji's family villa. The Takeno Tea Ceremony holds a tea ceremony there
every month , so Yoshio Furukawa and Chihiro Takeno
are quite familiar with the villa.

However, Shinji hasn't been here since his father passed away eight years ago
. Having no intention of inheriting the Takeno Tea Ceremony, Shinji became too lazy to make a fuss about going to Mibucho after entering the upper grades of elementary school
. He even found meeting relatives or anyone related to the tea ceremony troublesome.

That's why he was able to come to Mibucho so nonchalantly after failing his college entrance exams. Shinji thought that if he could settle down
here and study hard, he should be able to get into university next year. However, in recent months, he
's had a different thought. What should he do after getting into university? After attending cram schools for half a year,
Shinji was lost and confused about his future.

Perhaps the arrival of Chihiro and Yoshio could lift his spirits. Thinking of this, Shinji
recalled his painful past with Sakurako, and he shook his head excitedly, trying to banish the memories.
That kind of relationship was better left unresolved. A group of high school girls laughed and chattered, and Shinji drifted further and further away from them
, retracing the path he and Ao had taken home.

Chapter 1

After finishing the tea Yoshio had brewed in the villa's tea room, Shinji picked up
a drop of water from near his lip with his finger. Then, he took out a kaishi (a type of
white paper ) and wiped his fingers that had just touched the teacup.

This tea room, which Shinji hadn't set foot in for eight long years, had now become the only place
that could soothe his weary soul. Shinji disliked the unnecessary
tension that came with being forced to learn the tea ceremony, but he didn't dislike the solemn feeling that emanated from the tea.

When all the steps were finished, Yoshio looked at Shinji and said,

"By this point, you should know where you went wrong, right?"

Shinji sighed first, then replied, "Yeah, I know."

—Sigh, that's why I hate practicing the tea ceremony…

"Shinji, let me make this clear. The tea ceremony is completely different from what you learn in school. While it's
important to avoid mistakes in the procedures, you can't get too fixated on that
." "

Yoshio, abandoning her usual timid nature, adopted a tough stance towards Shinji. Of course, this Yoshio also
possessed considerable strength. Shinji knew very well that Yoshio was quite outstanding among the disciples of the Takeno Tea Ceremony.
However, he never expected Yoshio to be so strict with him.

—That's probably why my mother specifically chose her as my fiancée….

Shinji thought about how Yoshio had just reprimanded him, and although he was resentful, he had no words
to refute her, so he could only silently stare at her dressed in a kimono.

"Is...is there something you need…?" "

Yoshiki noticed Shinji was looking at her, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.
Shinji could clearly see her shy demeanor in her kimono.

Yoshiki's family background was comparable to Shinji's; she was the daughter of a large company owner. Not only was she intelligent
, but she was also a great beauty. In addition to her good family background, heaven had also bestowed upon her a clever mind and a beautiful
appearance. But why would someone with such excellent qualities become Shinji's fiancée? She even deliberately dropped out of school
to follow Shinji to his villa. What was the reason? To be honest, Shinji
couldn't .

"Yoshiki, is today's practice over?"

"Yes, that's enough... Um, young master? Could you... not call me by my name...
"

"Ah, I'm sorry. If you don't like me calling you by your name, then let's leave. Then I'll call you... Miss Furukawa,
how about that ?"

"Um... Is there something you need?" “

However, Miss Furukawa doesn’t really like me calling you by your name. Could you perhaps change
how you address me? Hmm, because I don’t really like being called ‘Young Master.’”

“I see…!”

“Just call me Shinji. If you don’t like that, then I’ll continue calling you Yoshio
.

Is it because that name sounds too masculine that you don’t like it?”

Yoshio lowered her head and remained silent. After a while, Yoshio shyly looked up at Shinji.

“I understand. So… Shinji… Mr..”

Mr., ah… Shinji couldn’t help but smile wryly.

However, since Yoshio had studied under Takeno’s tea ceremony,
it was only natural that she would be particularly careful about how she addressed her heir, Shinji.

“I’m asking you, why did you choose me?”

“What?”

Yoshio looked surprised, wondering if she had misheard.

“You don’t have to take such good care of me. Your family is also wealthy, so you don’t necessarily have to
marry into our family…” "You don't need my mother to ask you to do anything, just accept everything..."

Yoshio's pale face flushed, and she leaned forward.

"I... I'm not doing this for that purpose. Taking care of... no, Mr. Shinji is
what I should do, but it's not really taking care of him..."

Yoshio's previous assertive attitude had vanished, replaced by a somewhat panicked expression. Seeing Yoshio
like this, Shinji realized he wouldn't get anything out of her, so he gave up.

"I know all that. But I'm sorry, I don't actually have any plans to get married right now."

Shinji quickly stood up.

"...I understand. Huh, Mr. Shinji?"

Yoshio got up and helped the unsteady Shinji.

"Huh, strange?"

Shinji tripped over his own feet under his kimono skirt. Unaccustomed to sitting upright, his legs were numb from sitting for so long, and
he completely forgot that standing up immediately was impossible.

"Ah, my legs are numb...!"

Shinji swayed unsteadily in the tea room.

"Mr. Shinji!"

"Ugh!"

Shinji's legs finally gave way, dragging Yoshio down onto the tatami mat.

In an instant, his glasses fell off, and his face felt the softness of Yoshio's kimono fabric.

"Oh dear! Are you alright, Mr. Shinji? Ah, Shinji, sir...?"

Shinji could feel Yoshio's voice and warm breath above his head. Shinji realized that although
he was lying on Yoshio's waist, his face was buried between her breasts.
It turned out that the soft touch Shinji had just felt was not the soft fabric of the kimono, but Yoshio's soft
breasts .

"Ms. Furukawa, I'm sorry... but I can't move right now..."

"However, at least..."

Yoshio slightly twisted her upper body, trying to move Shinji's face away from her chest.

Shinji understood Yoshio's meaning, but his legs were so numb that even slight movements were difficult,
let alone anything else. Therefore, when Yoshio twisted her body, Shinji's legs became even more numb, and his already
poorly circulated legs felt like they were suddenly flooded with blood.

"Yoshio! Please, don't move!"

Shinji's pleading made Yoshio involuntarily tremble.

"Okay, okay…!"

In the quiet tea room, the two pressed together seemed to feel each other's heartbeats.

"Miss Furukawa, I'm… sorry…"

Just as Shinji was about to apologize, Yoshio twisted her body, letting out a coquettish sound.

"Aww! Mr. Shinji…"

Yoshio's heart raced; Shinji could tell from where his face touched that it wasn't her cry but
her heartbeat.

As Shinji gradually got used to the numbness in his legs, he began to twist his body, preparing to get up and leave Yoshio's large
breasts.

However, just as he expected, he couldn't move at all, and this movement only
buried him deeper into Yoshio's full breasts. Her breasts were like a soft cushion, gently enveloping Shinji's entire face.

"No, no... Mr. Shinji... um!" 　　Although Yoshio's breasts were tightly wrapped in her kimono, they couldn't hide their fullness. This comfortable feeling, while

relieving Shinji's numbness in his legs, caused a physiological reaction between his thighs. 　　Yoshio, who was pinned down by Shinji, couldn't possibly be unaware of his physiological reaction. Shinji's erect penis was likely pressing against Yoshio's taut thighs. 　　Despite this, Yoshio remained silent. However, her breathing became hot and rapid. 　　In the quiet tea room, only her breathing could be heard. 　　Shinji savored the exhilarating pleasure between Yoshio's breasts. His legs were no longer numb, but he still wanted to stay against her chest a little longer. He closed his eyes in ecstasy. 　　“Mr. Shinji…?” 　　Yoshio, still pinned down, gently lifted Shinji’s head. 　　“Miss Furukawa…” 　　Shinji looked up at Yoshio. Sweat beaded on Yoshio’s forehead. Her once-pinched hair come loose, a strand of dark hair clinging to her lips. Yoshio smiled sweetly at Shinji, her rosy cheeks and moist eyes captivating him. That radiant expression almost made Shinji lose his composure. 　　At that moment— 　　Light footsteps sounded outside the tea room. 　　Footsteps echoed along the courtyard path, approaching the tea room step by step from the villa’s En-zui. 　　“…Ah.” 　　Yoshio regained her composure as Shinji noticed the sound from En-zui. The two exchanged glances, then a knowing look. Shinji moved his now-stable feet away from Yoshio. Yoshio quickly straightened her clothes, which Shinji had disheveled. 　　The small door to the tea room opened without hesitation. 　　"Brother!" 　　Chihiro, wearing a white dress, walked into the tea room from the doorway. 　　"Oh, it's you, Chihiro. But I'm still practicing tea ceremony." 　　"Of course I know. But practice is only for this morning, right?" 　　Chihiro then glared at Yoshio. 　　"It's so late already!" 　　Shinji had no idea how long he'd been pressed against Yoshio's chest, because it felt so good. 　　"Well, we can continue the rest next time." 　　Yoshio, with his usual stern face, began tidying up the tea utensils. 　　"Brother, how about we go for a walk this afternoon?" 　　"Uh, uh... I still have to clean up the mess later..." 　　"Why are you like this! Yoshio can handle these little things! Yoshio, right?" 　　Yoshio nodded honestly, but he wasn't answering Chihiro, but Shinji. 　　"Leave this to me, Mr. Shinji, you can go out without worry!" 　　"Mr. Shinji? Yoshio, what did you call my brother... um?" 　　Chihiro glared at Yoshio and approached her step by step. Shinji hurriedly stopped Chihiro. He thought that if he stayed here, Chihiro would definitely cause trouble for Yoshio again. Therefore, he followed Yoshio's lead and left the tea room. 　　There was a garden path outside the tea room. This garden path was the only way to the thatched hut. The path was paved with stepping stones, and many trees were planted on both sides, with green weeds and moss growing under the trees. There was a middle gate in this garden path, which distinguished the inner and outer sides of the garden path. Shinji took Chihiro's hand and walked out of the middle gate from the inner garden path, and then came to the outer path. 　　A small grove of snow-white trees came into view. No, the snow-white things were not trees, but flower buds sprouting branches. When you first enter the courtyard, it might be hard to notice. However, these trees were probably planted intentionally to attract guests' attention upon their first visit. 　　"This is so beautiful..." 　　The trees, adorned with countless snow-white buds, look like bare trees covered with a thick layer of snow.

"What a beautiful, white expanse. With the arrival of this season, the new tea tasting has
come to an end , making it feel like a new beginning for the year."

Shinji held Chihiro's hand, happily admiring the white camellias. The so-called new tea tasting refers to opening the teapots
already filled with new tea and taking out a small portion of the tea leaves to drink. This tea-drinking procedure
usually takes place in November, which is right at the beginning of the new year.

"Chihiro, you really like the tea ceremony, don't you...?"

"Yes, I really like it. I'm different from others; I have a special feeling for the tea ceremony."

"It seems like Toshiyuki also likes the tea ceremony?"

The person Shinji is referring to now is his stepfather, who is also Chihiro's biological father. Chihiro's father, Toshiyuki,
married Shinji's mother three years ago. They were both interested in the tea ceremony and started as
colleagues at work, but later they were attracted to each other because of their shared interests. In addition, Shinji's mother herself was not opposed to remarriage,
so the two of them naturally got together.

However, Shinji still
found .

After their mother remarried, Chihiro had to change her address to Shinji as "brother." Before that,
she had always called him "Shinji," but in terms of how she addressed him, she probably adjusted even faster than he did.

Shinji looked at the vast expanse of white, snowflake-like flower buds, feeling as if he were in a field, his gaze drawn to something
dazzling . He realized he hadn't felt this way in many years.

"This feeling is like being so engrossed in reading that you completely forget yourself..."

"...? Brother, did you just say something?"

"Ah, no, I was just talking to myself. Chihiro, how about we walk a little further, towards
the area in front of the station?"

Chihiro agreed with a bright smile.

"...The station looks really big, but the street in front of it is surprisingly clean and tidy
."

"Yeah!"

This bustling street in front of the station has convenience stores, bookstores, bento shops, and supermarkets lined up
together. However, these are all privately owned shops; there aren't any large stores. But
because of this, you can clearly see the azure sky.

"It really is the countryside..."

"You know what I mean!"

Since the brother and sister have lived in the city for many years, it's not unreasonable for them to say such a thing.

"But brother, look, there's a wagashi (Japanese sweets) shop here."

Following Chihiro's pointing finger, there was a rather old-looking wooden house with a sign that read '
Kiri'.

"When we held the Takeno Tea Ceremony at the villa before, Dad told me about this shop."

"Chihiro, good job! You actually remembered what Toshiyuki told you!"

"Brother, wagashi is really a wonderful thing, isn't it?"

Chihiro noticed her brother's lack of interest and gave a rare wry smile.

"Hmm, it's alright..."

Shinji and Chihiro walked towards 'Kiri' together. As they reached the entrance and were about to pass under
the curtain , Shinji suddenly seemed to bump into something.

"Ah!" "

Ouch!"

Shinji first felt a soft impact, followed immediately by a hard
impact on his chest. Although he wasn't knocked down, he involuntarily bent over because it hurt so much
. Shinji and the girl rushing out of the 'Kiri' shop had collided.

"Ouch... ughhhhhh."

"Brother, are you alright?!"

Chihiro rushed to Shinji's side in a panic.

Shinji felt a sharp pain in his chest, so intense that tears welled up in his eyes.

However, the girl's situation was worse than Shinji's.

The force of the collision was so great that she was sent flying and crashed
to the ground. Not only that, she fell flat on her face, resulting in scrapes and bruises. Of course, her skirt was also
completely lifted up, revealing her fair and healthy thighs and white panties around her abdomen to Shinji
.

"Hey, hey, you? Are you alright?"

Shinji adjusted his shifted glasses, touched his head, and approached the girl to ask.

However, the girl didn't react.

Scattered around her were things that had just fallen: bookshelves, art supplies, and paintbrushes.

"Hey, hey? Are you alright? Can you get up?"

"Um..."

She finally showed some reaction, and Shinji breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, you! You're the one who suddenly rushed out!"

Just as Chihiro was about to snap at her, Shinji stopped her.

"...Ouch."

The girl remained lying on the ground, muttering to herself.

"Huh? What did you say?"

"It hurts..."

It seemed to really hurt, and Shinji unconsciously nodded in agreement with her words.

"My face hurts so much, I'm definitely going to be disfigured now..."

"Instead of worrying about your face, you'd better get up..."

"Oh..."

Shinji said that because he saw that her underwear was already showing. After all, she was a girl, and Shinji
couldn't really help her.

"My knees and elbows hurt so much..."

"I know that, but it's not good for you to stay in this position..."

"Huh...?"

The girl turned her head and looked at her back. Her face, which was contorted with pain, gradually flushed
red .

"Ah... umm!"

The girl quickly stood up. Considering how slowly she moved just now, it was hard to imagine
that .

"I'm so sorry!"

The girl's face turned bright red. Her face showed she was quite embarrassed. If he wasn't mistaken,
she was probably younger than Shinji. The girl had long, straight hair tied in a ponytail, so when she moved
, the ponytail swayed, reminding Shinji of a dog's tail.

"Huh? No, I'm the one who should apologize..."

"No, no, no! Come on, I showed you something inappropriate, it's that..."

Shinji blushed. He was thinking to himself that he probably thought he saw something nice,
not something inappropriate as she described.

"No, that thing..."

"Hmm?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing... But speaking of which, are you really alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Even though I fell, it's nothing new for me."

"You fell, but it's nothing new for you?"

Shinji tilted his head, puzzled. The girl quickly waved her hands, explaining that she had misspoke.

"No, no! I don't fall down all the time! It's true that sometimes I
trip over nothing but still fall, but that's just a phase.
In other words, falling down isn't a regular thing!"

"Is that so...?"

"Of course!"

The girl puffed out her chest and assured Shinji.

"Ema! What are you doing?"

A woman who looked like the girl's mother peeked out from behind the curtain of 'Kiri' and scolded the girl angrily.

"Ah... um!" The girl named Ema hurriedly picked up the bookshelves, art supplies, and paintbrushes

scattered on the roadside with her right hand . 　　"Um, I'm really sorry about that. I'll take my leave now." 　　Ema quickly nodded to Shinji and then ran away as fast as she could. 　　"Wh-what! That rude girl!" 　　Chihiro was very angry. Because it happened so suddenly, Shinji was momentarily stunned, but he quickly regained his composure. 　　"Hmm, never mind. Let's hurry up and buy some wagashi and go home." 　　When they came to their senses, the sky was already ablaze with red. The silhouettes of the two people leaning against each other on the road looked long and thin in the setting sun. 　　Shinji and Chihiro, carrying the wagashi box for 'Kiri,' walked towards the bus shelter at the intersection in front of the station. It was evening , and perhaps it was a bustling scene of people rushing home after work. Too many cars sped back and forth on the road, a sight that made it hard to believe they were in the countryside. Some drivers, however, had already turned on their 　　headlights, even though it wasn't quite dark yet . 　　"Huh, my head...?" 　　Shinji, drawn by the headlights of the passing cars, suddenly felt dizzy, a sharp pain shooting through his head. Instantly, he couldn't see his surroundings, and his steps became frantic. 　　"Ugh...!" 　　"Brother!" 　　Chihiro's cries were loud enough to be heard even from afar. 　　Shinji's steps began to falter, and he no longer knew where he was standing. 　　"...Shinji!" A familiar voice rang in Shinji's ears. 　　It was a young man's voice. 　　Drawn by the voice, Shinji snapped back to reality. 　　Beep beep—! 　　A car blaring its horn sped past him. Unconsciously, Shinji had moved closer and . If he continued to stagger like this, he was sure he would be hit by a car sooner or later. 　　Chihiro wailed and clung to Shinji 　　, desperately trying to stop him from walking onto the road. 　　"Chihiro, I'm alright now," 　　Shinji comforted her, stroking her head. Her already wet eyes welled up even more. 　　"That's great...! If even brother gets hurt, Chihiro, I... I...!" 　　"Even...? Chihiro, what do you mean by 'even'?" 　　Chihiro, startled by Shinji's question, hurriedly pulled away from his embrace. Her expression seemed somewhat timid. 　　"N-no, it doesn't mean anything special. I just misspoke." 　　Although Chihiro said this, it was obvious that her voice wavered. 　　"Is that really true?" 　　Shinji bent down and looked directly into Chihiro's eyes. 　　"Of course it's true... Brother, you must be tired too, let's go back to the villa soon." 　　Chihiro deliberately avoided Shinji's gaze, and quickly left after speaking. 　　"Mr. Shinji, would you like another bowl of rice?" 　　"No, I'm full." 　　"Shinji, what about the tea?" 　　"Um, thank you." 　　"Brother, let me massage your shoulders." 　　Shinji stood up, looking down at Yoshio, Chihiro, and Ao. 　　"...Hey, what are you doing?!" 　　Since returning to the villa, Shinji had received different treatment from the three of them than usual. This might be because Chihiro had told Yoshio and Ao about Shinji's sudden dizziness outside. 　　"That's because brother looks very tired..." 　　Chihiro explained to Shinji haltingly, almost on the verge of tears. Before this, Chihiro had always been undisguised in her hostility towards Yoshio, but why would she sincerely cooperate with Yoshio over something as trivial as dizziness? Shinji couldn't help but find it unbelievable. 　　"Oh, it's just a little dizziness, you don't need to go to such lengths to take care of me." 　　"No, Mr. Shinji, you absolutely cannot underestimate such a small symptom." 　　Yoshio placed her hand on Shinji's shoulder. 　　"That's right, Shinji, you must take good care of your body. I've already prepared ."

Even the usually calm and taciturn Ao was unusually gentle and considerate today.

"Ah, umm... I understand. But before I take a bath, I need to go back to my room to get my clothes...
"

"Brother, I'll go get them!"

Chihiro immediately stood up.

"Ah, no, no need!"

Although Chihiro was his sister, he couldn't very well ask her to get his underwear. Shinji immediately stood up.
(Strange Uncle: Where did you stand up

?)

"...Oh dear, it's just a dizzy feeling, why make such a fuss!"

Shinji returned to his dormitory and lay back on the tatami.

Back home, although Chihiro spoke highly of Shinji, he basically had no intention of inheriting
the family business , and coupled with his failure in the university entrance exam, he was always treated as a problem student. But after arriving here, he was suddenly
receiving such courtesy, which puzzled Shinji.

But then again, being surrounded by so many beautiful women, wasn't that a wonderful thing? After dinner,
the feeling of fullness in his stomach made Shinji sleepy.

"I'm so sleepy..."

Shinji closed his eyes and immediately drifted off to sleep. However, he woke up after only a short while. He glanced at
the clock; he had only slept for an hour. He decided to go to the bathroom and heat some water for a bath. With that
thought , Shinji headed straight for the bathroom. The villa's bathroom had a large cypress wood tub,
perfect for relieving the day's fatigue.

Upon entering the bathroom, the light was on.

"Huh...? Is anyone in there?"

Shinji tried asking to see if anyone was inside, but received no response. Someone probably
forgot to turn off the light after using the bathroom.

Shinji placed his glasses on the sink and began to undress. Then, with blurred vision, he opened
the bathroom door. A wave of hot steam enveloped him.

"...Shinji, is that you?"

Ao's voice rang out from inside the bathroom, and Shinji froze.

"Huh? Ao, so you were in there?"

"Yeah!"

Because he had taken off his glasses, Shinji's vision was
blurry .

Moreover, being in a steamy bathroom, he couldn't
see anything clearly until he got used to not wearing his glasses.

"I-I'm sorry!"

"...It's okay, it's nothing serious."

Shinji heard the splashing sound of water. His vision cleared up a bit. It

sounded like Aoi was making the noise in the bathtub.

"Even though you said it's okay, but..."

"I'm leaving soon, so it's okay, come in."

With the splashing sound, Aoi stood up from the bathtub.

"Ah, you...!"

Shinji was already used to not wearing his glasses, and his gaze was completely drawn to Aoi's naked body.

Aoi's entire body was flushed red from the water, but it should have been fair skin originally. Her
arms, waist, and breasts looked quite smooth... Generally speaking, her breasts were probably small,
but you could still vaguely see the slight bulge of fat on top of her breasts. Her areolas, on those slightly raised mounds
, had pink nipples that rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing.

"Shinji, do you want me to scrub your back?"

"Idiot! Leave me alone!"

"Don't old men and women really enjoy having their backs scrubbed?"

"Yeah, it would be especially nice to have their backs scrubbed by their grandchildren..."

Shinji's gaze unconsciously drifted to between Aoi's legs. Aoi's still-growing pubic hair revealed
an undeveloped cleavage.

"Shinji...where are you looking?"

"Idiot, you're practically invisible to me."

Shinji hurriedly averted his gaze. Although he hadn't even started using the bathroom yet, he knew he
was already blushing with shame.

"Shinji, why don't you come in and take a bath together? Don't just stand there staring, it'll only make you feel awkward."

Aoi remained as calm as ever.

"N-no, I'm sorry. What should I do? Oh, right, I'll just leave, okay? Right,
right?"

With that, Shinji awkwardly moved his feet, preparing to leave.

"Shinji, it's okay, come in. I'm leaving now."

With that, Aoi chuckled and walked out of the bathroom.

"Oh no..."

Shinji looked at Aoi's slender back and small bottom, his shoulders drooping in dejection.

Did Aoi not care about Shinji's—that is, a man's—inner thoughts? Or perhaps, her
understanding wasn't very deep? Shinji pondered this, lost in thought; the latter seemed more likely. Even
so, she seemed to be mocking Shinji's flustered, clueless
state with her current sexual knowledge, making her quite a troublesome character.

Only Shinji remained in the bathtub. This bathtub was large enough
to . Therefore, if he wanted Aoi to scrub his back, it would
be easy to do so.

"No, no. What am I even thinking about..."

Shinji shook his head as if trying to dispel his delusions.

Shinji emerged from the bathroom, the day's fatigue finally gone. Back in his dorm room, he lay in bed,
intending to study hard, but a wave of sleepiness washed over him.

"...Brother, are you asleep?"

a polite voice asked from the other end of the covers.

"It's Chihiro! Not yet."

"Can I talk to you for a moment?"

Shinji opened his eyes and looked towards the other side of the door.

Bathed in the bright moonlight, Chihiro stood on the other side of the doorway, wearing pajamas and holding a stuffed animal.

"What's wrong? Is something important?"

"It's important... but it's not really important... it's not important either..."

"Get to the point!"

"Hmm." Ugh... Brother, why are you so mean!

Chihiro pouted, her gesture quite adorable.

"Alright, so what is this important thing?"

Chihiro puffed out her cheeks, completely ignoring Shinji. Even so, she still stole glances at Shinji from time to time. Her
actions were like a kitten wanting its owner to tease it.

Shinji smiled wryly and beckoned her over.

"...You really won't joke around with me anymore?"

"Yes, I promise!"

"Hehe..."

Chihiro and the doll approached Shinji together, her body emanating a fresh scent after a bath.

No... or maybe perfume? Shinji tilted his head, unsure of what kind of fragrance he was smelling.

Chihiro's sweet scent made Shinji feel that she looked more mature.

"Hmm, brother?"

"Hmm?"

"...Chihiro is worried about something." As

soon as she finished speaking, Chihiro sat down in front of Shinji.

"What are you worried about? " "

Everyone seems to be very close to you, brother... Although I have no right to interfere in these matters,
they really shouldn't be flirting with you like that..."

"Ha, hahaha... You're just worried about this, aren't you?"

"Brother, you just don't understand girls' mindsets, that's why you can say such things so casually!"

Chihiro lowered her head, trembling with anger, even her hair was shaking noticeably.

"I was already busy enough with just Yoshio, and now even Ao wants to get close to you, brother."

Here we go again... her brother complex has flared up again. Shinji sighed helplessly.

Actually, Shinji wasn't unhappy about Chihiro's behavior; on the contrary, he even felt quite proud of himself.
Thinking of this, Shinji couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"That country girl is getting so close to you, brother, even if she doesn't do anything, it's still a crime!"

"Chihiro... there's no need to put it so harshly. Generally speaking, I guess it's because Chihiro
told her about my dizziness that she treated me like this, right? " "

That's true... But if I'm not careful, things that wouldn't normally happen
might actually happen soon!"

"...Chihiro?"

"Brother is so handsome, and he's rich... those two things alone are enough to attract any
woman to throw herself at him."

Where did Chihiro learn these terms? And the word "handsome" is probably rarely used these days,
right?

As for Shinji, he didn't think he was ugly, but he wasn't exactly handsome either.

Shinji fell into thought, while Chihiro watched his expression.

"Hmm... w-what's wrong?"

Shinji noticed Chihiro staring at him and smiled at him, blushing slightly.

"As expected, brother is still the best. Not only is your skin fair, but you also look very clean..."

"No, no, no... that's not true."

"No way! Brother, you have no idea where your charm lies!"

"Hehehe... that's just your opinion, Chihiro!"

"That's not true!" "My brother is so much better than any other man."

Chihiro tenderly pressed her face close to Shinji's. Shinji looked at Chihiro before him—her beautiful forehead, her
large, watery eyes, her straight nose, and her seemingly plump cherry lips—she had looked like
a child just moments before… Shinji's heart raced as he thought this.

"…Brother? You…

" "Ah, um…yes, I…!" "

Calm down, calm down," Shinji murmured to himself.

"Chihiro, thank you. You're the only one who would say that to me."

"Brother, don't you like me saying that?"

"Huh?"

Chihiro's expression turned unusually melancholic as she stared at Shinji.

"Brother, don't you like it?"

"Idiot, what nonsense are you talking about! What do you mean I don't like it!"

"Really?"

"…Of course I do!" "

After forcing out those words, Shinji felt incredibly guilty, because he knew he had told a lie.
Although it was a white lie to avoid hurting Chihiro, he was ultimately
influenced by his own complicated thoughts.

"Hmm... Brother."

Chihiro called Shinji in a voice that was almost like a child's coquettishness. The mature charm she exuded surprised Shinji
. She was still just a child, yet she could act so alluringly.

"If, really, that's how it is..."

Chihiro swallowed hard.

"C-Chihiro? It's late now, let's talk about it tomorrow..."

"Chihiro too, Chihiro only needs brother... that's enough..."

"...I-I see. I mean, Chihiro..."

"So the only person who can touch my body... is brother."

"...Huh?"

Chihiro cupped Shinji's right hand in both hands and gently kissed his palm.

"Of course, the only person who can touch brother like this... is me."

"...Hmm!" Shinji

's fingertips were covered in Chihiro's warm, sticky saliva. Chihiro began to
lick . She gently took Shinji's straight fingers into her mouth, licking them with great care.
Shinji's fingertips felt a slippery sensation.

Furthermore, Chihiro extended her own lewd tongue, coating Shinji's entire fingertip with saliva.

"...The taste of your fingertips is wonderful...it tastes like yours too."

Shinji felt a tingling sensation throughout his body.

"Brother...it's so delicious!"

Chihiro, holding Shinji's fingertip in her mouth, gazed at him with eager eyes, her eyes moist.

"Wait, wait a minute... what are you doing?"

Chihiro looked up at Shinji. Shinji, perhaps caught off guard by the suddenness of the situation,
stiffened completely. Or perhaps he was so comfortable that he forgot to pull his hand back, and even his words became
stammered .

"I will never hand my brother over to those women. Whether it's Yoshio or Sakura, it's all the same, hehe."

Shinji recalled the incident with Sakura. Shinji and Sakura had dated before; she was Shinji's top choice for
fiancée . She came from a prestigious family and was a year older than Shinji. Sakura had always been willful,
like a pampered young lady, stubborn and unrestrained—even in her relationships. Shinji couldn't
tolerate Sakura's personality, and Sakura probably also hated being tied down by a mediocre man like Shinji.
Therefore, their relationship didn't last long. However, even so, they at least put on a show to appease
their elders.

For Shinji, this was his first and only truly terrible dating experience. Perhaps it
was because of this unpleasant experience that Shinji disliked his current fiancée.

Shinji sighed.

"...Crunch."

"Ugh!"

"Forget those women...enjoy yourself with Chihiro, okay?"

Chihiro gently bit Shinji's finger, and he suddenly snapped back to reality because of the pain.

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"Wait! This has nothing to do with that!"

"That's right, it has nothing to do with...brother, you belong to me alone...pfft."

"Mmm...ah!"

A comfortable tingling sensation spread from his fingertips throughout Shinji's body. It felt like something was touching
between his legs.

"Chihiro...mmm!"

"Brother's fingers taste so good...look, like this...pfft."

Chihiro's intentions were obvious and lewd as she licked Shinji's fingers.

At this moment, Chihiro showed none of the innocent charm of a young girl. The only thing he felt was an overwhelming
possessiveness.

"No...stop, Chihiro...ah!"

Shinji said, but he couldn't pull his hand away from Chihiro's mouth.

He could clearly feel Chihiro's tongue moving, sometimes the pain of being bitten would transform into a tingling
pleasure.

Shinji even thought that the thing swelling between his legs shouldn't tear
his pants.

"Hmm...brother, let's...let's go a little further, okay?"

"Chihiro, don't talk nonsense, it's time to sleep...is it strange that we're not leaving?"

"Strange? I don't think it's strange at all!"

Chihiro's gaze fell, her eager eyes fixed on Shinji's thighs.

"...ah!"

"Because I love you, brother!"

Chihiro reached between Shinji's legs, gently covering his erection.

"I'm so happy...it's all because of Chihiro, isn't it?"

If Shinji denied it, he would be lying. But if he admitted it, his last line of defense
would crumble. But in reality, his own genitals were already erect.

Shinji stopped mid-sentence.

"Chihiro? Why are you suddenly acting like

this towards me…?" "That's why I came to your room, brother… Chihiro came here to offer herself
to you."

"Offer herself to… me?"

Chihiro's face showed no hesitation.

Shinji couldn't believe his ears.

"In this world, I love you more than anyone else!"

After Chihiro said this, in Shinji's mind, she suddenly transformed from a young girl into
a 'woman'. Shinji completely agreed with what she had just said. Why did she drop out of school to follow Shinji to
Mibucho? Why did she hate all the women around him? All these questions were now answered.

No, perhaps Shinji had known about this for a long time. He knew, but pretended
not to. Although they weren't blood-related siblings, Shinji accepted
the fact that , so he deliberately ignored Chihiro's abnormal thoughts.

However, Shinji himself was well aware that although he sensed Chihiro's feelings, if they crossed
that line now, there would be no good outcome.

Shinji thought he absolutely couldn't ruin their current relationship.

Just as Chihiro was about to take off his pants, Shinji stopped her.

"Brother?"

"I think we shouldn't do this!"

"Ahhhhhh! W-Why is this happening!"

"Just now, Chihiro called women older than you 'that kind of woman' or 'easy woman,
' right? Brother hates people who speak such vulgar language."

"Ugh..."

"A child who speaks like that can't do that kind of thing."

"Hmph!"

Chihiro puffed out her cheeks angrily. But after a short while, her eyes immediately changed,
staring something quite delicious.

"If not... then when can we?"

Chihiro's eyes revealed a burning desire, her face seemingly saying 'very interested'.

"Hmm..."

Shinji felt a little embarrassed, so he covered his lower body with the blanket. Shinji's shy appearance was
like that of a girl...

"I understand. Chihiro, just bear with it for today. In other words, another day..."

Chihiro chuckled, then kissed Shinji on the cheek, and left
the room .

"Can't sleep..."

After Chihiro left, Shinji huddled under the covers, feeling sullen. Despite Chihiro's teasing,
he had to stop halfway through. As a young and healthy man, Shinji couldn't
suppress his physical reactions; it was unavoidable.

"I can't take it anymore..."

Shinji thought he might as well take care of it himself, but he was still hesitant about whether to make Chihiro the object
of his sexual fantasies.

Shinji tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Finally, he gave up and got up to go to
the kitchen to get a glass of water. Just

then, he heard a sound like a door closing from the entryway. Shinji was a little puzzled.

"Who could have gone out at this time?"

Shinji went to check the entryway, but found nothing unusual.

"Is it just my imagination?"

But upon closer inspection, the entryway door wasn't locked, so the sound wasn't a hallucination.

Who could have gone out?

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Shinji changed his clothes and went out of the villa.

The air outside was icy cold, and the view before him seemed as if a window were framed with glass. The night sky was vast,
like a boundless canvas, a dotted map composed of countless stars.

Shinji walked towards the lakeside near the villa. There were no streetlights along the way, only the sparsely lit
signs.

In the town of Mibucho, including Shinji's villa, there were a dozen or so
buildings , but apart from this season, it was almost deserted. Moreover,
the villas of other families were completely different from Shinji's. Unlike Shinji's
family hold regular monthly tea parties, and therefore, they didn't have
caretakers like the Tsutsumi couple who resided in their villas year-round. However, precisely because of this, Shinji's tea parties robbed
the nearby residents of their peaceful lives.

There were only a few hotels still lit on the opposite shore of the lake.

Shinji's ability to see the stars so clearly was, in a way, thanks to them. Leaving aside the Orion constellation, which was visible back
home , even the smaller constellations scattered around it were
clearly visible here.

This stark difference made Shinji acutely aware of the actual 'distance' between his hometown and Mibu Town
. "It's so quiet..."

Shinji suddenly realized that it had been years since he had leisurely strolled outside in
the stillness of the night . Time seemed to pass very slowly in this small town. Shinji
savored the tranquil atmosphere while admiring the flowers along the way.

"Huh...?"

Under the moonlight, there was a hazy ball of light near the lakeside grass. Guided by the light, Shinji walked towards
it . The weather was quite cold; even his breath was white.
As Shinji approached the grass, the hazy light suddenly spread out clearly before his eyes, becoming
the only warm color in this verdant daylight.

"...Ah."

Ao was there.

She sat on a piece of driftwood that had drifted ashore, gazing up at the starry sky.

Ao's fair and slender body seemed to radiate a glow that resonated with the moonlight.

Soon, Ao stood up from the driftwood. She spread her arms towards the starry sky, as if to
catch the winter moon and starlight. Ao's face radiated a serene
smile that Shinji had never seen before.

Her eyes seemed to be fixed on something. Shinji thought, she must be seeing many
things he couldn't see. At that moment, Shinji also looked up at the starry sky, immersed in his own fantasy world. However,
he suddenly snapped back to reality.

"No, that's not right."

Shinji shook his head. I should be able to see it too. I remember
being .

The ancestor of the Takeno family, Takeno Jou, was the teacher of Sada Senriyuki.

Jou's connoisseurship was exceptional; he had already surpassed the threshold of a connoisseur and was called Sada '
top connoisseur'.

Shinji recalled something his grandfather had once told him.

"A connoisseur can discern the origin and artistic value of a tea set at a glance. A true master, however, has
the ability to uncover the inherent beauty of all things in nature." Shinji thought, gazing at the starry sky.

—I don't know when it started, but I've become unable to see anything… "

Ah, hi."

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