Mygirl

Prologue ~ First
movie date: two student tickets, 3000 yen each.
Then, dinner... going to a regular diner isn't a good idea, how about a noodle shop for under 4000 yen for two? Next, a walk in the park. Then afternoon tea... if we
have to go to a hotel, that'll cost around 4000 yen!
But, since we've only just started dating, going to a hotel is a bit too early
, which is a shame, but Ryoh should remove the hotel from our date itinerary;
we'll have plenty of time. We can see each other every day at school, go to the beach together during summer vacation,
eat her homemade bento during the sports festival, and bury ourselves in files together during the cultural festival...
having a girlfriend is truly wonderful!
Longhao was alone in his room, leering and looking at himself. Anyone who saw him would think he was dangerous. But if you saw the photo Longhao was looking at, you might understand why he had such a shameful expression.
Chestnut hair, snow-white skin, charmingly large, slightly downturned eyes, a small
nose , cherry-red lips with naturally upturned corners, and well-proportioned features. This beautiful girl was Longhao's girlfriend, Ito Mizuki
. Countless boys at school wanted to pursue Mizuki. In class, friends like Longhao who were close to Mizuki were the envy of everyone.
It happened last week, after class. In the classroom where only the two of them were, Mizuki suddenly confessed to him, "Um... Longhao... do you have a girlfriend? If... it won't bother you..."
How could it be a bother! Unlike his close friend Takeshi, who openly declared himself a fan of Mizuki, Ryuhiro was attracted to her not only by her appearance but also by her innocent and gentle nature. For example, Mizuki shared the same views as Ryuhiro on music, things, and opinions. With her cheeks flushed, Mizuki said in her uniquely sweet voice, "Because I wanted to know more about Ryuhiro, his image in my heart has grown bigger and bigger without me even realizing it!"
Huh?
To be honest, Longhao didn't consider himself a particularly special guy, neither inside nor out. But since Meiyue had said she liked him, he couldn't let her down. He had to be a good man.
Although he had to pull himself together and stop being so lecherous, the thought of the happy times he would have with Meiyue from now on, the chance to hold Meiyue's face and figure which everyone admired, and the nights he would possess her, just thinking about it gave Longhao a headache from excitement.
While trying to calm himself down, Longhao started making his appointment plan
... It was better to skip the local movie theater, because not only was it easy to run into people from his school, but the chances of running into Meiyue's fans from other schools were also quite high...
Judging from Meiyue's popularity, if he carelessly discovered that she had a boyfriend, some guys would definitely lose their minds in anger, and it would be bad if they did something stupid! Thinking it over, Longhao decided to keep their relationship a secret for the time being. Although the secret
would warm their relationship
, the joy would only be temporary. One night, Longhao's parents happened to be out on business with relatives when the doorbell rang. When he opened the door, he saw Meiyue standing outside. "What is it?" This was Meiyue's first time at Longhao's house. "I'm sorry to bother you so suddenly. But I have something I need to talk to you about no matter what... so I looked up the address and found this place." "No problem!" Longhao invited Meiyue into his room and hurriedly gathered up the clothes and magazines scattered on the floor and stuffed them into the closet. Then he made a cup of coffee and sat down facing her, but the atmosphere was completely silent. What should he do? His parents weren't home; it was just the two of them. Meiyue looked very troubled. Could it be that she was going to break up with him? Just as Longhao was about to speak, feeling nervous, Meiyue said something unexpected: "—Today, a talent scout came to my house." "You mean a talent scout who discovers stars?" "Yes. My photo was published in a magazine before, and I heard it got a lot of attention." "Oh—" Longhao remembered. It was 'Youngbest,' a manga and information magazine targeting young people. There was a popular segment called "Girls Found on the Street." When Meiyue and her friends went shopping, they were recognized and greeted because of this, which became a topic of conversation at school. Longhao should have bought that issue of the magazine. " So, Longhao, have you heard of Star Knowledge Studio?" "Star Knowledge Studio?" Longhao was quite surprised. Even though he didn't know much about the entertainment industry, he had heard of Star Knowledge Studio to some extent. It's said that more than half of the young female artists currently active in photobooks or on television are either affiliated with this studio or have some connection to it. "I was surprised myself; it really is someone from there. I initially thought he was just trying to scam me, but he even greeted my family very politely." "I see..." "The talent scout said that modern people's tastes and values are diverse and chaotic, making it quite difficult to create an idol that everyone can agree on. But if it were me, I could definitely become that kind of idol that everyone loves..." "I see." Ryūhi's feelings were complicated. As expected of a professional, he could see Mizuki's potential. Besides her beautiful appearance, Mizuki possessed an incredible and captivating charm. However, if Mizuki became an idol star... she wouldn't have any extra time to talk about this secret romance with me anymore. " I really doubt if we can continue this relationship. " "So, Mizuki, what do you think?" "Hmm..." Mizuki took a sip of her coffee. "I've been doing ballet since elementary school, and whether it's dancing or standing on stage, I really love that feeling... I always want to express myself as much as possible, so you could say this is my dream." "Want to give it a try?" Mizuki nodded clearly. She looked directly at Ryūō, her eyes slightly moist. "If I become an idol star... if I succeed... I won't be able to see you like a normal couple . Then, Ryūō might leave me." Her sweet voice trembled slightly with a hoarseness. Ryūō's chest tightened with a burning heartache. He suppressed the unease in his heart, just like Meiyue's, and gently put his arm around her shoulders . "Go try it! That's your dream, isn't it? If it's you, you can definitely do it well. I have faith in you. I'll stay by your side and cheer you on. I won't leave you." " Really? Longhao, even if I become a star, you'll still date me?" "It's a promise." "I'm so happy!" Meiyue buried her face in Longhao's chest. The scent of shampoo teased him. He gently stroked Meiyue's flowing hair, cupped her cheek in his hand, and Meiyue quietly closed her eyes. Longhao covered Meiyue's lips with his own. Sure enough, it tasted sweet. Meiyue let out a soft sigh because of this long kiss. Hearing it, Longhao couldn't hold back any longer. "Ah..."

Longhao wrapped his arms around Meiyue's slender waist and they fell onto the bed.
Meiyue trembled slightly
, but she didn't seem to want to escape.
Longhao's hands slid down from her neck to Meiyue's chest and unbuttoned her clothes. Meiyue quietly and completely surrendered herself to Longhao. A mix of nervousness, anticipation, and excitement filled Longhao's heart, almost bursting with anticipation.
"Turn off the light."
"Hmm..."
With the light off, the room was completely dark, so Longhao turned on the bedside lamp. In the dim light,
Meiyue radiated beauty. She unbuttoned her bra, pulling down her sleeves. She was wearing a pale pink bra, the delicate bones framing her slender collarbone. Her breasts, round and soft, formed a deep cleavage
. "Wow!" Longhao kissed Meiyue's lips and neck repeatedly, stroking her hair to help her relax. Then he unhooked her bra at the back.
"Ah!"
Meiyue cried out involuntarily. The strapless bra was easily removed, her breasts seemingly liberated, their movement revealing themselves.
Ah! Was this the Meiyue breasts everyone longed for?
"Long... Longhao, don't keep looking... I'll be embarrassed..."
"You can't see in this dim light."
Liar!
Longhao had a clear picture of Mizuki's breasts, the shape and size of her nipples, leaving a deep impression. Her
round, firm, full breasts, with slightly outward-pointing, pale yellow-rose nipples, neither too big nor too small, beautifully positioned in the center of the round areola.
Perhaps due to nervousness, they were already hard before he even touched them, seemingly awaiting stimulation.
"Mizuki..."
Longhao gently called her name, lightly cupping her breast from below
. "Ah...ah..."
With just a gentle touch, Mizuki quickly made a sound, as if her body was experiencing intense sensations. A light press on her nipple caused it to immediately harden. Mizuki seemed to shake her body unhappily; was it shyness, or an eager anticipation of further pleasure?
"Mmm..."
With a slight pinch on her nipple, Miyuki immediately arched her back, presenting her breasts to Ryuho. If possible, Ryuho would like to suckle both nipples at once, but he couldn't. So he took the left nipple into his mouth first.
It was hard and elastic, and the texture of the nipple's wrinkles felt very comfortable to Ryuho's tongue. He caressed both breasts fairly, playing with the nipples like he was swirling a small candy in his mouth.
"Ryuho... no, no..."
Miyuki repeated, her voice almost breaking into tears.
"What's wrong with it? Doesn't Miyuki want to do it?"
“…No…that’s not it…Ah! No, no…”
Longhao’s hand slipped inside her skirt, reaching her panties. He cupped her crotch in his palm, and the moment he touched it, she felt a warm, wet sensation. Her thighs were already wet.
“How embarrassing!”
Meiyue knew Longhao had noticed the wetness and covered her face with her hands. Longhao pried her hands away and kissed her cute nose.
“It’s not like that. I’m so happy you can feel it. It’ll feel even better if it’s a little wet!”
“Ah…ah ah…mmm…”
Longhao began to gently stroke her cleft, his fingers gradually increasing pressure. Her panties, the same color as her bra, sank into the cleft,
becoming wet and semi-transparent. Longhao’s fingers moved back and forth several times, and suddenly Meiyue felt weak all over. “Mmm…”
Meiyue closed her eyes, her red lips slightly parted. Her expression, flushed with pleasure, suggested that Meiyue must have played with this area like this when she was alone. Longhao imagined Meiyue masturbating, and his groin swelled up inside his pants.
"Longhao, you too..."
Meiyue's hand reached for Longhao's pants, but Longhao, without waiting for her, quickly stripped off his clothes.
"Ah..."
Meiyue saw Longhao's erect member for the first time and reflexively turned her face away.
"First time seeing a guy's... here, right?"
Meiyue nodded.
"But, because it's Longhao's..."
As she spoke, Meiyue closed her eyes as if she were scared, touching it.
"It's warm!"
"Because Meiyue wants to have sex, that's why it's like this."
"What? Longhao is the one who wants to have sex!"
"Then, let's check who actually wants to have sex?"
"Ah!"
Longhao nimbly pulled Meiyue's last piece of clothing down to her knees.
"...Ah...Longhao, this is my first time, so..."
"I know, I'll be gentle."
He said this, but in his heart, he wanted to confirm whether Miyuki was a virgin as soon as possible—that was a man's nature, wasn't it? Ryuho pulled his underwear down to the side, slowly spreading Miyuki's thighs apart. Miyuki
's genitals were revealed to Ryuho; they were still trembling, perhaps because they were completely soaked. The previously sparse pubic hair was neatly parted, clearly showing pink folds. "
Such a cute Miyuki, she has pubic hair here too, and such a slippery cleft!"
He wasn't the kind of guy who would be disappointed upon first seeing a girl's genitals. On the contrary, Ryuho always became very serious when he saw a girl's genitals.
But if Miyuki knew he was staring at it, it wouldn't be good
. He really wanted to observe more slowly. But he knew he didn't have that much time. Ryuho immediately touched the tip of the cleft.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh, ahhh!"
Stimulated by Ryuho, Miyuki's whole body shook, her sharp cries completely different from before. The stamen is the button that makes women want to go mad. Although it's still covered by thick petals, it's already hard and engorged. Longhao's fingers are completely wet.
He feels ashamed... Gently opening it and inserting his fingers, Meiyue suddenly tenses up.
"Are you scared?"
"...A little bit. But because it's with Longhao, I've always said how wonderful it would be if I could give my first time to Longhao... So, although I'm scared, I'm also very happy..."
Meiyue bites her lip with her white teeth, tears welling up in her eyes, trembling as they fall.
"I love you, Meiyue!"
Longhao's love for Meiyue fills his entire body. If he could, he would want to merge his whole body with Meiyue's, but that's impossible. He presses down on Meiyue's body, and Meiyue naturally opens her legs to welcome Longhao. Just touching the entrance, Longhao is already about to burst. No, this is too lewd!
"Relax...relax!"
"Um...but..."
As Ryuho thrust forward, Mizuki seemed to be in pain, her brows furrowing.
"Does it hurt?"
"It's...it's okay..."
Mizuki hugged Ryuho's shoulders tightly. It must hurt a little, right?
Because Ryuho was experiencing the same thing. Unlike a virgin's pain, his tight mucous membrane seemed to be trying to expel a foreign object, constricting the tip.
"Take it slow, it's okay. Mizuki seems uncomfortable. Take a deep breath and bear with it a little longer!"
This way, both of you can enjoy it
. "Okay, I understand... Is that how it is? Ah..."
Just as Mizuki's shoulders relaxed and touched the bed, Ryuho thrust into Mizuki's deepest part in one go, feeling as if he were breaking through something—
"Ugh... Ugh..."
"It's in!"
Ryuho whispered gently in Mizuki's ear. I got Ito Mizuki's first time.
"Yeah, I can feel it... inside me, with Ryuho... with Ryuho, we're one!"
"Does it still hurt?"
"...Yeah... But it's okay."
Ryuho looked at Mizuki's expression and gently thrust once. Mizuki closed her eyes tightly, shook her head, and bit the sheet with her lips.
"Ugh..."
It was Mizuki's first time experiencing this, so she probably didn't feel any pleasure at all! But the flesh surrounding Ryuho moved naturally, enticing him to go deeper...
Ryuho's most sensitive spot, the well-touched, wrinkled part, he instinctively kept rubbing that place. Shaked by Longhao's movements, Meiyue's breasts swayed, and saliva trickled from the corner of her mouth as she bit the sheet.
"Was it...comfortable?"
Meiyue didn't know what to say. Before reaching his limit, Longhao carefully thrust in and out of Meiyue's body, building up pleasure, and finally pulled out with a cry. Longhao's white semen was scattered on Meiyue's flat stomach.
"Perhaps, I came to Longhao's house tonight expecting something like this..."
Afterwards, Meiyue lay on Longhao's arm and acted coquettishly.
"Even if I enter the entertainment industry, I will stay close to Longhao...and continue this relationship well..."
"Really?"
Longhao only answered once. He stroked Meiyue's hair, and Meiyue smiled as if she was very satisfied.
"I will try my best! Maybe I will encounter painful and confusing things, but as long as Longhao is with me, I will definitely—" Before
Meiyue could finish speaking, Longhao's lips were already on hers. Compared to Meiyue's strong determination, he didn't know what to say.
Although he was grateful to be with Meiyue, his feelings for her were sincere and genuine. But Mizuki has plunged into a world she doesn't even understand. Can she never lose her way? Even if we have the will, can we really stay together forever?
"Mizuki..."
Ryuho hugged Mizuki tightly again. If possible, I want Mizuki to belong to me forever. If
possible...
Chapter 1 Just~ Summer Vacation
"Ah—Mizuki...so beautiful! Not only is her face beautiful, but her breasts are also incredibly alluring. No need to deliberately lift or emphasize them, they're naturally rounded and perfectly formed! Hmm—" "
...Takeshi, do you know what time it is?"
"Twenty minutes before the final exam. That's why I'm admiring Mizuki's swimsuit photos to ease my tension!"
"Ease your tension..."
Ryuho looked at Takeshi in confusion, but then Ryuho also started admiring Mizuki's swimsuit photos with Takeshi. Isn't the free school spirit supposed to make us carefree? Ryūō thought,
"However, we can't be too careless!"
Takeshi's expression suddenly turned serious.
"Mizuki is going to be a guest emcee on a TV show this month. That means she'll be featured in magazines more often, but the fan club's newsletter won't go into that much detail. Anyway, we have to go to the bookstore and check!"
"You mean this when you say we can't be too careless?"
Ryūō sighed, thoroughly fed up with Takeshi. Although he knew Takeshi's idol worship fanaticism, he was surprised he thought of everything.
"Takeshi, what are you looking at?"
"Wow! Mi-Mizuki!"
That's right, it was Mizuki. Although she was often absent, she was still Ryūō's classmate.
"Ah, these are photos from a recent shoot, and they've already been published?"
Mizuki picked up the magazine, and Takeshi's smile was a little stiff, as if he were saying to Mizuki, "Yes, yes, it's been published!
" "I'm happy that Takeshi bought my photobook, but you can't criticize me behind my back!"
Mizuki pouted, looking at Takeshi and Ryūō. Longhao immediately conveyed to Mizuki with his eyes that he wasn't criticizing her! Mizuki also smiled back.
"Oh, right, Mizuki, you're taking the exam too?"
Takeshi asked her shyly
. "Of course, I'm a student here! At times like these, I have to adjust my schedule to take the exam with everyone."
"So, I'll see you whenever there's an exam. If that's the case, I really hope I can take the exam a few more times!"
Takeshi's expression relaxed.
"But, I don't have much time to study... At times like these, I think I'll have to ask Yuzuki to help me guess the questions before the exam."
Mizuki looked around the classroom.
"Huh... she was just here... now..."
Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind—
"Ah! Sorry, Sode, I didn't notice you here."
"It's okay, I'm used to it anyway..."
Petite and wearing glasses, Saeki Yuzuki, who had been Mizuki's best friend since the beginning and was
quite academically excellent, seemed to be preparing for the entrance exam. Standing next to Mizuki, she wouldn't stand out much, but that was just how it was.
"Let's get started!"
Yuzuki, aware of her own limitations, controlled her emotions.
"Thank you, and please teach Takeshi and Ryuhiro too!"
"Yeah, yeah! Thank you."
"Okay!"
Ryuhiro and the others gathered around Yuzuki's desk and began studying diligently. Down in the corridor, outside the windows, Mizuki fans from other classes watched them with envy. It seems Takeshi wasn't the only one who valued Mizuki more than exams. Hey, those guys outside are too noisy! Ryuhiro chuckled inwardly, but
the unpleasant feeling was stronger than the sense of superiority others envied. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *""""" ' Silence reigns in the classroom
during the exam
. Longhao stared blankly back at everything that had happened
since Mizuki was scouted and began training, debuting under the stage name Aizawa Mizuki. It had been half a year since then. Just as the scout had predicted, Mizuki received immediate attention upon her debut, thanks in no small part to the Star Studio, which used the slogan "The Resurrection of an Idol Myth" to launch her super hit of the year, leveraging her angelic face and devilish figure.
Although offers for dramas and records poured in, the studio believed that "the completion of a myth cannot be rushed," so they deliberately kept Mizuki out of the media spotlight, seemingly wanting to let the audience get to know her step by step—all of this was what Mizuki had heard from the agency and relayed to Longhao
. Mizuki and Longhao continued their relationship. Of course, everyone around them was kept in the dark. When she debuted, the only thing Mizuki insisted on was staying at her original school. However, due to work, she was often late or left early, making it difficult for her to see Longhao at school. So, seeing Mizuki in her school uniform today made Longhao truly relieved.
But…
Among those guys in the hallway and those looking at Mizuki's photobook, there must be some who are eyeing Mizuki like a piece of meat!
You wish! Mizuki is my woman! I'm different from you. You can only imagine, but I've actually touched Mizuki's body!
If only I could say it out loud!
But considering Mizuki's position as an idol, it's impossible... Sigh!
"Ten minutes left!"
Oh no!
Hearing the proctor's voice, Ryuho suddenly woke up and
had to quickly check his exam paper
. After the exam, he completely forgot about it, or rather, he forced himself to forget! But none of that mattered. What mattered was that after the exam, Mizuki secretly told him, "Tomorrow, I'll wait for you."
The
next day, Ryuho happily went to Mizuki's temporary apartment
. Their dates always took place there. Ryuho visited at night when it was quiet and deserted. Because Ryuho lived at home and usually had classes, he rarely stayed out overnight. Weekends, though leisurely, were Mizuki's busiest time, and the two often missed each other.
But today was exam break, and then summer vacation would begin. If Ryūho's schedule cooperated, they could see each other more often during the summer.
Today was their first day.
The apartment, with its white walls and deliberately classical atmosphere, felt like it was inhabited by many elderly people. Ryūho deliberately avoided the main entrance and took the elevator from the basement parking lot. As usual, when he reached the parking lot, someone suddenly called out to him
, "Aren't you Ryūho?"
"Ah... Mr. Saito!"
Saito walked over, smiling as gently and politely as ever.
"Are you here to see Mizuki?"
"...Yes!"
"Well, Mizuki seems quite nervous about her new job. Your presence can be a good opportunity to cheer her up."
"Ah, haha!"
"Then, I'll pick her up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. You can stay here until then without worry."
"...Goodbye."
Saito waved and got into his car. Ryūho had a strange feeling. He arrived at Mizuki's door.
Ding-dong!
"Ah, it's Longhao, come in quickly!"
Meiyue pulled Longhao's hand and went inside. As soon as the door closed, she hugged Longhao and snuggled in his arms, "Mmm—I haven't seen you in so long, I missed you so much!"
"Really?"
Meiyue had probably just come out of the bathroom, her hair was still wet, and she seemed to be wearing nothing under her pink pajamas. Longhao felt the soft and tempting touch on her chest
. He couldn't resist. Although it had been a long time since they had done it, if he was too hasty, Meiyue would be unhappy
. Anyway, he kissed her gently first, and then moved into the room
. The pink-themed girl's room was filled with small gifts from fans, stuffed animals, and other presents. The number of gifts increased every time Longhao came here. Surprisingly, these gifts were all carefully selected before being delivered. "I just ran into Saito in the parking lot."
"Oh, you two just missed each other."
Mizuki took out Ryuhiro's cup from inside the house and poured coffee into it
. "He said he'd pick you up at eight tomorrow and told me to stay put... I felt something was off about him..."
"Why? Saito really supports us!"
Mizuki handed the cup to Ryuhiro and sat down next to him.
Saito is Mizuki's manager, and part of Hoshino Studio. They strictly forbid any scandals involving idols, especially since Mizuki debuted as a pure and innocent idol. Usually, once people in the agency find out about Ryuhiro, they'd want them to break up immediately, but Saito didn't do that.
He never mentioned Ryuhiro to anyone else in the agency and readily approved of their relationship. If Saito hadn't been there to assist Mizuki at work, the two of them might not be able to enjoy this leisurely date right now.
But—
"What he's doing isn't good for him at all!"
"Really... But Saito's an adult, he has his own opinions, doesn't he? Besides, he's a very capable person, everyone on the job respects him, and I've received a lot of help from him."
"Is that so?"
"What?! Your way of putting it is so awkward. Are you jealous of Saito?"
"You silly girl, how could I do such a thing!"
"Really? Hurry up and confess!"
Mizuki gave Ryuho a light push, and Ryuho immediately pinned Mizuki down, not allowing her to tease him anymore. Meiyue laughed even harder, and the two of them played around on the bed like that. Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and Longhao and Meiyue's lips met. "Mmm..."
Longhao stuck out his tongue from between his teeth, and Meiyue immediately caught it. Longhao's saliva flowed into Meiyue's mouth, and she swallowed it all in one gulp.
Longhao unbuttoned Meiyue's pajamas.
"It's so bright, can you turn off the light?"
Meiyue covered her chest with her arms and asked Longhao anxiously.
"It's been so long since we've done this. I want to see Meiyue's whole body. Don't worry, Meiyue is beautiful all over... Don't want to?"
"It's not that... if you want to see, Longhao, then... it's just that I'm a little embarrassed!"
Meiyue's cheeks were flushed. Longhao moved Meiyue's hand away. Her breasts were flushed a pale pink, and her nipples were already hard. Under the bright light, her naked body was presented to Longhao. Meiyue seemed excited as well.
"Meiyue, you're so cute!"
Longhao called Meiyue's name while kissing her neck, collarbone, and breasts, filling the air with a sweet fragrance. Sensitive Meiyue shook her head and tossed her long hair, letting out soft moans with each kiss. "Ah...ah...mm...mm...ah!"
Longhao sucked on Meiyue's nipple, and she cried out. Longhao rubbed and sucked carefully, knowing that Meiyue liked it most when he did this. He also noticed that the breasts in his hands became fuller and more sensitive with each embrace.
Meiyue's nipples were fully erect, and the stimulation of her breasts alone made her breathless as if she were reaching orgasm. Longhao buried his face between her breasts.
"Longhao..."
Meiyue, her eyes moist, tugged at Longhao's sleeve
. "Ah, I'm sorry!"
Longhao quickly stripped off his clothes, including Meiyue's pajama bottoms. A slender waist, a flat stomach, rounded thighs, and fleshy buttocks, cleverly framing the triangle area. Below the knees were long, slender calves without prominent muscles. Curvy where it should be, slim where it should be—such a perfect figure! Meiyue had said she wanted to lose a few more kilograms for the stage effect, but there was no need. If she were as thin as a bamboo pole, it would look like she was dragging her clothes around—Longhao didn't like that!
"What's wrong?"
Meiyue opened her eyes.
"Meiyue's body is so beautiful, I want to look at it a little longer."
"Silly boy..."
Meiyue's face flushed. Longhao kissed Mizuki again and pulled down her white panties.
"Ugh...it's still too bright!"
"No!"
Just as Miyuki was about to get up to turn off the light, Ryuho stopped her immediately. "Only I can see Miyuki's naked body in the real world. Other men shouldn't even dream about it.
" "Ah..."
Ryuho spread her legs, and Miyuki had no choice but to give up. After the stimulation of her nipples, her vulva had already responded obediently; clear nectar was flowing from the cleft, the flesh walls had turned red, and the thickness had increased. Miyuki's legs were spread in an M-shape. Looking at Miyuki, Ryuho really wanted to take a picture of her with a V8 camera, even just a photograph. That way, he could probably feel more realistically that Miyuki belonged to him alone!
"Ah... um..."
Imagining Miyuki's shy expression when he took a picture of her, Ryuho buried his face between Miyuki's thighs.
After her bath, her vulva exuded a woman's scent, and Ryuho's heart pounded again. If he could, he also wanted to capture this fragrance.
Ryuho's tongue touched the clitoris, wandering between the petals and the small crevices of the stamen. Soon, wet nectar flowed continuously from the glands on both sides. Longhao made sounds as he sucked with gusto, the flower bud becoming increasingly firm and swollen into a slender shape.
"Long... Longhao... so good, why are you so... um!"
Meiyue's lower body trembled with excitement, as if she had already reached several orgasms. Her voice and expression showed a blissful, powerless state.
"Because it's been so long since we've done it, Meiyue wants it so much."
Longhao got up and sat on the bed, grabbing Meiyue's arm and pulling her up. He stroked her hair and guided her head to his member.
"...Meiyue, do it for me, can you use your mouth?"
Although he hadn't done this many times, and Meiyue's technique wasn't very refined, just seeing her trying so hard to fill his mouth with her cute little mouth excited Longhao immensely.
Meiyue knelt on the bed, carefully holding Longhao's member
with her pink tongue, gently licking the tip. Where Meiyue's tongue touched, it felt like an electric current was flowing through her.
"I taught you last time, lick the cleft with your tongue... that's right, like that, you need to rub there with your lips."
"Um..."
"Mmm..."
Miyuki tilted her head, her chin bobbing up and down. Ryuho's tip was already throbbing with desire.
"Hold the base with your hand."
Small fingernails, soft hands, grasped his penis. Miyuki's head bobbed up and down, her buttocks swaying along with it. The small white mound in the center also swayed up and down. Ryuho picked Miyuki up.
"That's enough!"
Suddenly lifted up by Ryuho, Miyuki's lips were still wet and shiny with saliva. She licked her lips. "...Is it comfortable?"
"Comfortable..."
Miyuki smiled reassuringly, wanting to lie back on the bed, but Ryuho stopped her, turning her buttocks around. "Ah...what are you doing..."
Miyuki tried to break free, the position of her buttocks making her genitals and anus completely visible.
"It's okay, let's use this position today!"
"But...it looks like an animal!"
"It's okay, let's be in heat like animals!"
"What, Ryuho... ah... ah... um...!"
Ryuho's hand moved from her waist to her front, touching Mizuki's clitoris and pressing it down.
"Um..."
Mizuki couldn't resist and could only lower her head. She might have already felt something when she was playing the flute earlier. The entrance was wet. Ryuho stimulated Mizuki's clitoris while pressing his own thing against the opening and thrusting it in forcefully.
"Ah! Ha, um... ah, ah... so deep... oh...!"
"This position can satisfy Mizuki's innermost needs!"
"Ahhh…!"
With just a gentle insertion, Miyuki trembled all over. Completely different from when she was a virgin, she could now easily accept men and feel their penis moving inside her. If Ryuho were a lecherous middle-aged man, he might have said something to bother Miyuki, such as saying her expression was so innocent but her body so lewd, or that her body seemed to enjoy sex and that with a little training, she could develop even more erogenous zones.
However, he wasn't a middle-aged man and didn't want to offend Miyuki, so he used gentler words:
"Miyuki, you're squeezing tighter than usual today!"
"Because… no…"
"Do it from behind, is it comfortable?"
Ryuho slightly adjusted his position, rotating inside Miyuki.
"Mmm, ah! No… ah, ah, no, no…"
Although she said no, Miyuki felt pleasure inside. Ryuho's penis was tightly enveloped, as if begging him to go deeper, to be even more lewd. With every thrust, one could feel the warm, rhythmic contractions of his muscles. A soft, sizzling sound came from where they were joined, and clear nectar flowed down their thighs.
"Feels good, doesn't it? Miyuki, tell me the truth~"
"..."
"If you don't tell me, then~"
Ryuho suddenly pulled his penis out, and Miyuki shook her hips unsatisfied. When she realized her lewd behavior, she cried and shook her head in protest,
"That's too much... Ryuho, you're bullying me..."
"How could I bully you when you're so cute? Tell me you like making love with me, you want me inside you, and that you feel so good because of me, right?"
"No... that's right, but..."
"Then tell me!"
Ryuho pressed closer to Miyuki's crotch again, his upper body pressing against her back, his hands grasping her drooping, full breasts. He played with her already flat nipples with his fingers, making them hard.
"Ahhh! Ryuho, Ryuho..."
"Tell me! Miyuki, say you like it from behind, say it feels so good!"
"Ha!"
Ryuho played with Miyuki's nipples, then rubbed his penis against her cleft. Finally, Miyuki surrendered. "I like it...it feels so good, go in...ah...you're so bad..."
Miyuki's knees buckled as she lay on the bed.
"Okay! Now, I'm going to make you climax!"
Longhao lifted Miyuki's waist and thrust in as deep as he could.
"Ah...uh...ah, ah, ahhhhh...ah...ah..."
Miyuki naturally knelt on the bed, moving her hips in rhythm with Longhao's thrusts, making pleasurable slapping sounds. Seeing that Longhao was also close to climaxing,
"Ah, I can't...I can't...ah...ah..."
Miyuki was also nearing her peak, her voice becoming hoarse.
"I'm going to lose it!"
"Hmm...ah...ah, ahhh..."
The breasts in Longhao's hands trembled, and goosebumps appeared on her skin. At the same time, Miyuki's body seemed to be contracting as if Longhao's penis was being twisted. Longhao's temples cooled down, and he could feel the semen in his penis about to gush out. He exhaled and ejaculated on Meiyue's back.
"Mmm..."
Without Longhao's support, Meiyue lay panting on the bed, her long hair smeared with Longhao's semen.
*
Ring ring ring...
"Longhao, it's 7:30, Longhao!"
"Mmm..."
Wait a little longer. It's rare to be with Mizuki, and Ryuho wanted to hear her sweet voice saying "no," and even more so, he wanted to grab her breasts and caress them
. "…Mr. Saito will be here at eight."
"…"
That's right, my happy time with Mizuki is almost over.
Ryuho reluctantly got out of bed. If Mizuki weren't here, he'd want to curse her as a bastard. Mizuki was already almost ready.
"Want breakfast?"
"No, coffee is fine!"
"Okay—"
If they were a normal couple, they could leisurely stay in their room or go out and have a happy holiday. He understood that, but this was the most painful time.
"I'm sorry…"
"It's okay!"
If I told Mizuki my thoughts, she would probably be even more upset than I was! And Mizuki probably felt the same way I did—she didn't want me to go back.
Ryuho left the apartment before 8 PM, the bitter taste of coffee still lingering from the farewell kiss . As soon as he got
home, there was a message from Takeshi on the answering machine:
"Next Wednesday, go see Mizuki's recording. I got the tickets for you. Come on over! The time is..."
The entire message was just about booking a viewing
. Whenever it came to Mizuki, Takeshi was always the first to volunteer. Ryuho felt utterly defeated by him! Soon after, he collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * He """"""
" Hey! Ryuho!Over here!'
s meeting with Takeshi in front of the radio station on Wednesday.
According to Takeshi, the tickets were from a friend of his idol, so Ryuho wanted to thank him properly." But actually, Mizuki also hoped that Ryuhiro would come to see her performance. Unaware of
this, Takeshi proudly showed off his ticket,
"It says on it that visitors should go directly to Studio 3. Where is Studio 3?"
"Don't ask me!"
Since the TV station was made up of several buildings, there were several entrances. People hurried by, and if you stood still for even a moment, you would immediately block their way.
"Go ask someone over there... Oh! Um, isn't that Shirai Reiko? I'll go take a picture and come right back!"
"Huh? Ah, hey, Takeshi!"
Takeshi chased after the small figure and ran away. What's wrong with him? Seeing Shirai Reiko doesn't have to cause such a big reaction! Besides, aren't you a fan of Mizuki? I can't stand it...
Although I don't care that Takeshi is infatuated with Mizuki, it's unacceptable for him to forget about her all of a sudden!
Ryuhiro stood there waiting for Takeshi to return, still lost in thought. However, after waiting for a long time, there was still no sign of Takeshi.
The photo session on the admission ticket was almost over, and it was highly likely that the guy had gone to the studio on his own after taking photos of Shiro Mireiko
. Ryūō decided not to wait for him anymore and searched for Studio 3 in the TV station by himself. But the buildings were interconnected in a complex and confusing way, and time was ticking away without finding it. What should he do? "I came all this way
just to see Mizuki...
"Ouch!"
"Ah! Sorry!!"
Ryuho bumped into someone.
"Ouch..."
"Ah!"
Seeing the person sitting on the ground in front of him, Ryuho called out that it
was Aya Hiyori. Although she was about the same age as him, she was a super celebrity who started as a child star and
had a cold and aloof image, the complete opposite of Mizuki.
"Please! Don't run in such a narrow corridor, okay!"
"Ha...ha..."
Aya seemed to be filming as well. Underneath her white yukata, she was wearing bright green underwear. Because of the fall, her cleavage was visible, and there were wrinkles below her knees...
"I asked you, what are you looking at?"
"Sorry, but since you know I'm looking at you, you'd better stand up!"
"Stop it!"
Aya stood up, her face slightly flushed. She was even smaller in person than on TV. But Longhao was immediately drawn to her large eyes. No wonder she was a star; she radiated a light unlike any ordinary girl.
"I've never seen you before. Are you a new employee?"
"No, I'm here to observe the filming."
"Is that so? Usually, visitors are quite calm around me, so I guessed you were a staff member."
Aya stared at Longhao without ceremony, seemingly very interested in him.
On television, Aya spoke her mind freely, and her blunt and sharp way of speaking was the reason for her popularity.
"Since you're here to observe, what brings you here?"
"I got separated from my friend..."
Longhao told the truth. He thought Aya should know where Studio Three was.
"So, you're a fan of Aizawa Mizuki?"
"You could say that..."
I'm her boyfriend. Although Longhao wanted to say that, he held back and could only stammer and try to get away with it.
"Hmph!"
Aya raised one eyebrow, looking down on him.
Longhao said angrily in a low voice, "...Did Aizawa Mizuki's fans bother you?"
"No! I just think that men really do like that type of girl."
What kind of girl?
Mizuki is not only beautiful, but she also has a devilish figure. Sigh! Why can't I say what my relationship with her is?
"Never mind, it has nothing to do with me! If you want to go to Studio 3, take the elevator in the back, go out on the fifth floor and turn right."
"Thank you!"
Longhao quickly walked back. Aya said interestingly behind him, "But, filming has already started, hasn't it? Once it starts, no one is allowed to go in and watch!"
What?
Longhao was stunned, only to hear Aya cheerfully tell him, "Good luck!"
"Oh no..."
The red light of Onair was on outside Studio 3, and Longhao immediately slumped down and leaned his head against the door. I'm sorry!
Mizuki, I'm lost. I ran into Aya Hiiro again, which is why I was delayed. Believe me, I came specifically to watch your recording, and I wasn't seduced by that green underwear. That Aya is not only the opposite of Mizuki in appearance but also in personality. Her strong attitude is terrifying, really, completely different from Mizuki...
Although I kept repeating the reasons in my mind, it's an undeniable fact that Aya left a deep impression on me. I must remember to watch today's recording when it airs, and then call Mizuki to apologize!
We can usually meet during summer vacation, so from today onwards, I must sincerely and earnestly contact Mizuki to make up for today's mistake.
As
soon as Ryuhiro got home, he received a message from Takeshi.
"Mizuki was amazing today! You actually wasted the ticket I worked so hard to get, what were you doing? Fine, I'll let it slide for Mizuki's sake! By the way, I got some inside information today, Mizuki seems to be going to Napa Island next month to shoot a swimsuit photobook, needless to say, we've decided to follow suit!" "
We...
when did I tell you I was going to Napa Island with you? "
Ryūhiro was annoyed by Takeshi's unauthorized decisions, while Takeshi's message continued playing:
"However, Napa Island is far away. So, being the helpful person I am, to help you save up for the trip, I've found you a job. At a coffee shop, Monday to Friday, 9 to 5. I've already talked to them, so you'll work hard at this shop so you can see Mizuki someday, bye-bye!"
Bye-bye...
how dare you decide my summer vacation plans without my permission?!
"And going to work at nine in the morning, what's the difference between that and going to school? Doesn't that mean...?"
"Even though it's summer vacation, the time I can see Mizuki hasn't changed!"
Ryuho shouted loudly in his room, scratching his head and cursing that
Mizuki was always busy, and wanting to travel with her was just a pipe dream. If they went to Naba Island, perhaps they would have time to spend some happy time together.
Ryuho spent the whole night finally convincing himself.
Chapter Two: August ~ On the day of filming on South Island,
Mizuki didn't see Ryuho, and after hearing that he was going to work during the summer vacation, she couldn't help but get angry. But after learning that Ryuho was saving money to go to Naba Island, her attitude softened.
"Well then, maybe we can meet there after filming!"
Seeing Mizuki's sweet and refreshing smile, even if she didn't like it, she had to work hard. His job was a waiter at a coffee shop. Near the former private television station, Takeshi often came to follow his idol, and thus became close with the owner
. "Unfortunately, the television station moved away, and the number of customers decreased. Now I'm just doing this out of interest."
The owner's figure was like a teddy bear, with kind eyes; he was a kind middle-aged man. Long Hao wondered, were there only two types of coffee shop owners besides him—thin men with glasses and beards?
But thinking about such things was pointless! The work started in the morning, followed by lunch, then preparing the dinner dishes. After five o'clock, he could switch shifts with the owner's wife. The uniform was an apron embroidered with the shop's name.
The only busy time was lunchtime; afterwards, some regular customers would leisurely enjoy afternoon tea. Plus, the hourly wage was good, making it an easy job. And with Mizuki's approval, Ryuho quickly adapted to the job.
"Ryuho, if you're tired, sit down and have a coffee to rest. You can clean up later."
"Oh..."
Ryuho was a little hesitant about whether it was appropriate, but in the end, he accepted his boss's kindness.
"Wow! The waiters here all sit to welcome guests?"
A voice came from behind Ryuho.
"N-no... Ah!"
The speaker was Aya. This was the first time he'd seen her since bumping into her at the TV station. "Ah!"
Aya seemed to remember Ryuho's appearance.
"Welcome, Miss Aya. This is Ryuho, working here this summer."
"Oh—"
Aya's eyes darted around at Ryuho, then she walked to the seat by the window. What a joke! Still acting all high and mighty. However, this was Longhao's job, so he had no choice but to pick up the menu and prepare to serve Aya. "Oh, no need, Miss Aya, I'd like coffee today."
The owner poured hot water on the tray. Judging from his manner of speaking, Aya seemed to be a regular customer.
Longhao already had a bad impression of her, and now his mood became even heavier.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Here's your coffee, please enjoy."
Work, work, for Mizuki, I have to endure!
"Thank you!"
Aya turned her back to the shop, gazing forlornly out the window. It was more like a large wall covered with glass than a window, with roads flanking it on both sides, clearly showing the former television station building. Aya rested her chin on her hand, gazing into the distance. The afternoon sun made her silhouette even brighter and more
beautiful...
"What is it?"
Aya noticed Longhao and turned to look at him. Oh my god! What am I thinking? What if Mizuki finds out!
"N-nothing..."
"Want to strike up a conversation?"
Aya smiled mischievously. Seeing her smile, Longhao's mood relaxed considerably.
"Yes, you're right."
"What did you say?"
Aya smiled again, the corners of her upturned eyes curving slightly downwards, a comical expression suddenly appearing on her cold and beautiful face. "The time I'm here is my rest time. You can chat with me if you like."
Aya shifted her gaze shyly. Right, she must be too lonely, so she wants to find someone to talk to.
The cold impression Aya had given before was gradually crumbling away. She's such a lovely girl now, no, Mizuki, no, no.
"What were you looking at just now?"
It's a waiter's duty to talk to bored customers, right, that's my job
. "N-nothing... I was just lost in memories."
"Memories?"
"Yes. Can't you see the old TV station from here? That's where I debuted in dramas, when I was very young. I didn't understand the complexities of the entertainment industry at all; I just loved acting and found it enjoyable... Sitting here looking at the old TV station always brings back so many memories."
Aya gazed into the distance again, her eyes filled with a hint of melancholy. The entertainment industry is a harsh world, and one can imagine that Mizuki must
have worked just as hard as Aya. Beneath her strong exterior, perhaps there are many painful and sorrowful things...
Why, why is this bittersweet feeling spreading in my chest? I remember now, it wasn't because of Aya's green underwear, it was because of Mizuki's face, Mizuki's breasts, but I haven't touched Mizuki's breasts for several days...
"Ha!... Ha!..."
Aya suddenly burst into laughter, interrupting Ryuhiro's reverie
. "I can't stand it... How can you have so many expressions? It's too funny!... Ha... Ha..."
"Ah! No!"
Ryuhiro scratched his head sheepishly. But seeing Aya laughing so happily, Ryuhiro also became happy.
That night, Ryuhiro tried calling Mizuki.
"I'm sorry... it's already arranged for me to be on a late-night radio show this week."
On this rare weekend, Mizuki's reply was "no
." "Okay, there's nothing I can do."
"I'm really sorry, but I can go to Nappa Island next week, then we can meet!"
Even so, who could guarantee that they would actually meet once they got to Nappa Island?
The call ended after a short while.
Ryuho lay on his bed, feeling frustrated. Last week, Mizuki had been too busy to see him, meaning they hadn't seen each other for two weeks straight. Didn't Mizuki care at all?
If he dreamt of Aya tonight, then it really wouldn't be his fault! The next day, to kill time, Ryuho went to the bookstore. The spacious bookstore occupied the entire first floor of the station, and students from his school often frequented it.
While aimlessly browsing, he suddenly saw a familiar face in a corner of the literature section. It was Saeki Yuzu. Ryūhiro stepped forward and greeted her, "Hello, Saeki." "Ah... Ryūhiro, it's you." "What book are you reading?" "Um, it's... a novel. Girls like to read..." Saeki Yuzu was a little embarrassed. Although Ryūhiro didn't know the title of the good book, he figured it must be a romance novel! “Saeki is a top student, I thought you must be reading some difficult and boring books, but it doesn’t seem like that at all?” “Is that strange?” “No, not at all. And I was surprised to find that Saeki also has a feminine side, isn’t that good?” “It’s good that you think so.” Saeki’s face turned red again, and she bit her lip. This action suddenly made Ryuho blush and his heart race. He always stood next to Mizuki and never noticed her presence. Today, he took a closer look and found her to be quite pretty. “Well, I’ll go pay.” After saying that, she hurriedly walked to the counter. Her legs were slender and white. Then the two of them sat on the long bench in front of the vending machine at the station and chatted for a while, talking about their favorite books and topics related to cats. Saeki seemed very happy, completely different from her usual simple and honest self at school. “…Well then, I’ll go first. I had a lot of fun chatting with you today!” “Me too!” This kind of holiday is not bad! Ryuho, who was smiling to himself, suddenly thought , “Oh my god, what am I doing? Thinking about Aya is one thing, but now even Saeki… No, it’s because I can’t see Mizuki.” But then again, I guess I was being too frivolous! While Mizuki was working hard for her dreams, you were just grinning like an idiot at other girls. No. Even so, Mizuki still holds a very important place in my heart, so... Walking down the bustling street, Ryuhiro had a mental conversation with himself . * Next week will be a good day! "Yay! It's the sea!" "Takeshi, 'Yay' is such an old-fashioned phrase!" "Who cares, wow, my feet are burning hot! The beach's practically on fire!!" Takeshi excitedly jumped and skipped from his familiar streets to the resort island of Naba. Ryuhiro felt completely liberated. The scorching sun, the blue sea, the white sand, and the beautiful women in various swimsuits... "Next, we need to find the location where Mizuki is taking pictures quickly. I'll go from that direction, Ryuhiro, you go in the opposite direction!" As usual, Takeshi made the decision for others without permission, and in the blink of an eye, he was already on his way. Ryuhiro walked on the beach, looking for anyone taking pictures. Ugh~ Just walking on the sand, you could feel the intensity of the sun. Hmm? Could that be...? Looking ahead, through the gaps in the crowd of onlookers, at the silver reflector, it must be Yeri. Ryuhiro quickly ran over. But... "Hey, isn't that Ryuho?" Standing in the center of the crowd, the person who noticed Ryuho and approached with sharp eyes was none other than Mizuki. "Aya!" Suddenly, everyone around Ryuho cast curious glances at him, but Aya seemed completely unconcerned. "Is it a coincidence? Or did you know I was taking pictures here and came to visit me?" "N-no, that's not it!" Ryuho walked closer to Aya, who was wearing a bikini. His eyes didn't know where to look. Her round, firm breasts were faintly visible under the leopard-print bikini, along with her slender waist and small hips. If you didn't care who Ryuho liked, Aya's proportions might even be better than Mizuki's. "...I knew it. Aizawa Mizuki was also taking pictures here, that's why you followed me." "I didn't follow you!" For me, this was a date. "Well, never mind why you came here. Anyway, it's rare to run into you here. Why don't you stay and watch me take pictures? There's also some cold juice to drink!" Juice! Now that you mention it, I'm actually a bit thirsty after walking all that way under the blazing sun. Anyway, today's photoshoot with Miyuki is going to be longer than last time, so… "Won't this cause you any trouble?" "It's alright, I'll just tell the staff. Everyone's used to me doing things my own way." Longhao took the same armband as the reporters and sat inside the tent, observing Aya's photoshoot. "Okay, let's start shooting!" "Look this way, pose however you like!" "Okay, slightly lower to the left." Ignoring the surrounding staff, Aya, without any instructions, struck her own poses—sometimes striking provocative poses, fiddling with her hair, sometimes thrusting her chest forward with a seductive look at the camera. The moment she looked up, Longhao knew it was the perfect pose too. Quick! Quickly press the shutter! "Great! Very good, as expected of Miss Aya, fantastic!" The photographer kept pressing the shutter. A professional photographer, a professional Aya—she knew how to showcase her allure! " As expected ..." While the photographer was changing the film, Aya walked over to Ryūhiro. "Great... Not only did Ms. Aya do a commendable job, but everyone seemed to be working very diligently." "Thank you, I'm so happy to hear you say that!" Aya smiled genuinely. A moment later, she heard a staff member urging her from behind. "Ah! I have to go now. Hey, if you can, here you go!" Someone had placed a pen and paper there. Aya quickly wrote a few words and handed it to Ryūhiro. "Well then, goodbye!" Aya blew him a kiss before returning to the crowd. Ryūhiro opened the note; it contained the hotel's name and phone number, the last four digits probably indicating the room number. So, could it be that she...? *** Longhao walked slowly, and when he finally found the photo shoot location for Mizuki, he was already dizzy from the sun ! No! Maybe there's something else causing his dizziness. Could it be that Miss Aya invited me? If I go to this room tonight, I can... with the super-fit Aya...

Longhao's mind was filled with images of Aya's leopard-print bikini, revealing glimpses of her breasts and crotch. In the same wall of people as before, he could vaguely see Mizuki.
"Okay, Mizuki, put your hands on your chest and look!"
"...Like this?"
Mizuki shyly followed the photographer's instructions, posing
in a white super-short bikini, more like lingerie in design than a swimsuit. "Yes! Good, very good, emphasize the sexiness of her breasts. Come on! Staff spray some water on her, let the water droplets stay in the cleavage."
The staff sprayed water droplets on Mizuki with a spray gun.
As Longhao watched, the leopard-print swimsuit in his mind vanished. More importantly, the white swimsuit in front of him was almost transparent after being sprayed wet. What kind of suggestive instructions did that photographer give, and the agency didn't care?
"Okay, now...breasts down, kneel on the sand, hands on the ground, hips raised. Okay, head up, eyes slightly closed."
What a bastard...! How is that any different from shooting a topless photobook? Longhao was burning with anger. Completely different from Aya's photoshoot! What was Mizuki thinking? Ryuhiro glared at the staff, only to see Saito arguing with a woman wearing glasses,
seemingly on Ryuhiro's side. However, the woman next to him didn't even look at Saito, just kept shaking her head. Was she the person in charge of the site? If I let others know I was Mizuki's boyfriend, I would have stopped the production long ago. Was this God's punishment for me because of Aya's temptation?
"Ah!"
Mizuki suddenly screamed, and then something unexpected happened.
"No... don't look..."
Whether it was because her swimsuit couldn't support the weight of her breasts, or because the knot had come loose, the shoulder straps on Mizuki's bikini slipped down.
"Okay, the opportunity has come!"
Mizuki desperately covered her breasts, but her rose-colored areolas could still be seen between her fingers. The photographer kept pressing the shutter
, and at the same time, a guy who was watching from the side, in a place where photography was prohibited, actually picked up a camera and started snapping pictures. "Stop..."
Mizuki looked around helplessly with tears in her eyes. Even when Saito tried to get a towel for Mizuki, he was stopped by the woman. She seemed to be calculating the time. Longhao was already trembling with anger.
If he rushed over without thinking, how would he explain himself later...?
"Stop it, everyone!"
Without waiting for an explanation, Longhao stepped forward.
He tossed the towel he was carrying to Meiyue and stood in front of her, covering her face.
"Longhao..."
Meiyue called softly. Longhao nodded, holding Meiyue's hand behind his back, as if to tell her it was alright.
"That's enough!"
A woman who seemed to be in charge stepped forward.
"Today's photoshoot ends here. Meiyue's condition is too serious to continue. To prevent unscrupulous individuals from using the photos that revealed her mistake, all the negatives taken of Meiyue will be purchased by our company."
After receiving the instructions, the staff approached everyone present who had cameras. If they had such decisiveness in ending things so quickly, why didn't they step forward sooner?
"By the way, who are you? You seem to know Mizuki?"
Although she was an intelligent and beautiful woman, her gaze towards Ryūhi was cold.
"Ms. Kōda, Ryūhi is my classmate. We all agreed to come to Nappa Island together, and if we have time, we'll get together... By the way, where's Takeshi?"
Ryūhi, who was following behind Mizuki, also took the opportunity to explain,
"We went our separate ways this morning, so I don't know where he is now."
"I understand. You're just Mizuki's classmate, you're just ordinary friends."
Ordinary friends, she emphasized. Unfortunately, Ryūhi could only answer like that.
"Anyway, that's all for today. We'll decide on the rest after breakfast tomorrow."
The staff began packing up the equipment, and the visitors gradually dispersed. After Mizuki told the woman she wanted to go back to the hotel, Saito came over to greet her.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mizuki! And thank you to this classmate!"
Saito pretended not to know Ryuho and even shook hands with him
. Ryuho was still wondering what Saito was up to, but as soon as he reached out his hand, he immediately realized Saito was acting. "Goodbye, Mizuki. Even though it's been tough, keep up the good work!"
Ryuho smiled and waved
.
Back at the hotel, Takahiro found Takeshi lying on the bed with a towel on his forehead.
"What a failure... I was getting really into Mizuki's swimsuit when I suddenly lost consciousness."
Takeshi seemed to have been brought back due to heatstroke
. "What the hell are you doing?! Something terrible happened while you were gone!"
Takahiro briefly recounted how Mizuki's swimsuit strap had slipped, thinking Takeshi must be regretting not being there. But then he saw Takeshi say very seriously, "It was intentional, wasn't it..."
“That girl named Koda deliberately did nothing before the crowd stirred, which is very suspicious. She might have instructed the stylist to loosen Mizuki’s swimsuit straps beforehand, and also conspired with the photographer to pose her in a way that would make the straps slip.”
“How could that be… What benefit would she get from doing that?”
“To create buzz. It just so happens that Aya Hiiro is also here for a photoshoot, and they’re both filming in the same location. If they create some buzz, the media will overwhelmingly report on Mizuki’s situation.”
“…”
“I’ve been a fan for a while now, and although I understand that this is a tactic, for someone who has just become famous, it’s not necessarily a bad way to increase their popularity.”
Ryūhiro remained silent, unable to tolerate Mizuki becoming bait for those dirty guys. But what could he do, unable to enter Mizuki’s working world? Because he wasn't feeling well, Takeshi went to bed early that night.
Ryūhiro left the hotel alone and took a taxi to another hotel. There, he found one of the most luxurious hotels on Napa Island, situated in the best location on the island for its views. Taking the elevator to the top floor, Longhao arrived at the door of his target room, number one, and knocked. "Who is it?" "It's me, Longhao!" "Longhao? What brings you here..." "Of course, I came to Nabo Island to see you." Longhao slipped into the room and immediately hugged Mizuki Aya. "I'm sorry, Mizuki is more important to me than anyone else. " "I didn't tell you where I was staying, how did you find me?" "I have to thank Saito for his help." While pretending to shake hands, he handed Longhao a small note with Mizuki's hotel, room number, and her return time written on it. "I see." "That's right!" "I'm so happy!" Mizuki pressed her cheek against Longhao's.

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