He went to rent a boat." Hara Kenji leaned in and kissed the corner of Kisaragi Chiyo's mouth, saying with feigned jealousy, "You haven't even called me by my name today.
Kisaragi Chiyo sighed heavily, she grabbed a lock of the Evil Spirit's hair and pulled it hard, only letting go after the Evil Spirit showed a pitiful expression of pain.
"Exactly." Kisaragi Chiyo paused, ignoring the burning gaze fixed upon her, calmly walked down from the bed.
Are you satisfied now?
Kisaragi Chiyo picked up a bathrobe from the sofa and threw it on. Although the relationship between the two had progressed further last night, being stared at while naked still made her feel somewhat uneasy.
“Oh, Kisaragi..” Hara Kenji rubbed against her fuzzily, his hands wrapping around the young woman's waist, his fingers grazing her chest suggestively before circling the area of her lower abdomen.
Even if you aren't wearing anything at all, you are the most beautiful in my eyes.
Hara Kenji found it difficult to forget the wonderful sensations Kisaragi Chiyo had brought him last night; he still remembered that feeling of being held tightly, as well as the shape of his lower abdomen after everything had been thrust deep inside.
“I love it so much, I love it so much.” Hara Kenji buried his head in Kisaragi Chiyo's neck, acting spoiled.
But Kisaragi Chiyo was not deceived by the evil spirit's beastly nature; their bodies being pressed tightly together allowed the young man to clearly sense the changes occurring in her at this moment.
Beast.
Kisaragi Chiyo cursed silently in her heart once again.
She didn't curse out loud for fear that he would become even more excited; in other words, Hara Kenji had shown Kisaragi Chiyo exactly what it meant to be unyielding.
I need to clean up." Kisaragi Chiyo broke free from his embrace and walked toward the bathroom. "Don't follow me.
But.." Hara Kenji followed a step behind Kisaragi Chiyo, looking aggrieved, "Didn't Chiyo-chan eat everything from last night? Anything left in the body will be absorbed automatically, so why do you need to get it out?
Kisaragi Chiyo: ".."
Kisaragi Chiyo's face instantly flushed bright red, looking like a plump, delicious, ripe tomato.
"Shut up!" Kisaragi Chiyo scolded, her face flushing a deep red as if she were a ripe, delicious tomato. She then slammed the door shut with such force that it nearly hit Hara Kenji's nose as he followed her.
"What have you done now?" Matsuda Jinpei happened to return just as he was finishing the paperwork. The yacht for the sea excursion had been reserved long ago; he was merely going to register his name and time.
“I didn't do anything.” Hara Kenji pouted, looking aggrieved and innocent.
"Maybe it's because your technique was terrible last night." Although he wasn't sure of the reason, it didn't stop Matsuda from finding an excuse to tease his childhood friend.
"Impossible!" Hara Kenji absolutely did not believe this baseless excuse; after all, under his onslaught yesterday, the young man could do nothing but cry and let out meaningless, adorable sounds that signaled pleasure.
So, it absolutely couldn't be a matter of poor technique!
Who knows?" Matsuda Jinpei gave a short, mocking laugh. He stood at the bathroom door and knocked lightly three times; before he could even speak, he heard a voice say, "Come in.
Matsuda Jinpei twisted the doorknob in surprise, realizing that the bathroom door was not locked. Upon realizing this, Matsuda Jinpei felt a sudden dryness in his throat; he pushed the door open a crack to squeeze himself inside, then closed the door and locked it in one fluid motion.
The young man lay in the bathtub, his raven-colored hair soaked and winding down the curves of his cheeks and neck. His beautiful heterochromatic eyes were misty, staring aimlessly at a point in the void, which reminded Matsuda of how the young man seemed to have looked at him with such a gaze not long ago.
"Kisaragi." Matsuda Jinpei knelt by the side of the bathtub. He didn't care that his clothes were being soaked by the overflowing water. He took the young man's hand, which was resting on the edge of the tub, leaned down to press a kiss against the back of his hand.
“How are you feeling?” Matsuda Jinpei used his palm to test the temperature of Kisaragi Chiyo's forehead.
It was good; a normal temperature, with no fever or illness caused by the things left behind in his body.
"I don't feel very well." Kisaragi Chiyo's voice sounded somewhat weak. His body was soaking in hot water, which greatly relieved the soreness in his waist.
"Even now, I still have this illusion." The young man rested his head gently against the edge of the bathtub. Matsuda Jinpei's gaze followed the graceful curve of the young man's neck, with his eyesight, even in the misty bathroom, he could clearly see the young man's heart-fluttering body beneath the water.
Some images flashed through his mind; Matsuda could still clearly recall the sensation of his lips touching the young man's skin.
"What illusion?" Matsuda Jinpei forcibly controlled himself to look away. He knew the young man's body had already endured too much, at the very least, he couldn't drag him into another descent into debauchery first thing in the morning.
"You definitely did more than just those few times I remember while I was awake." Kisaragi Chiyo suddenly raised her head, her gaze piercing as she stared into Matsuda Jinpei's eyes.
How many more times did you all do it after I passed out?
"Cough.." Matsuda Jinpei turned his face away in embarrassment, caught off guard by the young man's gaze and blunt questioning.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the illusion until now that you guys were still inside me." Kisaragi Chiyo's tone was certain, but the words she spoke truly made Matsuda blush.
Too direct..
Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but cover his face with both hands, feeling a sudden sense of relief that he was the one hearing this sentence and that he still had a conscience. If it had been Hara Kenji, the young man probably wouldn't have even thought about leaving the room today. He might have been knocked unconscious, once he woke up, he would spend the entire day being subjected to one thing after another, perhaps even having his need for food skipped entirely, relying only on their things to fill his belly and stomach.
"As expected.." Kisaragi Chiyo, watching Matsuda's reaction, could not fail to understand. He let out a cold laugh, feeling that the self-restraint these two had so solemnly promised before was indeed unreliable.
"Actually, we thought about stopping too.." Matsuda Jinpei lacked confidence when he said this, but the situation was indeed as he claimed; after Kisaragi Chiyo passed out, both he and Hara had thought about ending it there.
Although the youth's consciousness was unconscious, his body was being very honest, constantly inviting and lingering; it bit at the intruder, with an incredible passion.
Thus, Matsuda and Hara were also unwilling to let the host's enthusiasm go to waste.
"Do you want me to carry you out?" Matsuda Jinpei didn't dare say anything else. He glanced at the time; the young man had already been soaking for nearly half an hour, if he continued any longer, he might start feeling dizzy.
Kisaragi Chiyo gave Matsuda Jinpei a knowing look, but she didn't expose his little scheme, instead gave a lazy response, effectively agreeing to Matsuda Jinpei's words.
The young man's body was much softer and much hotter after soaking in hot water. His skin was slightly flushed, his entire body emitted a rich fragrance, mixed with the scent of Matsuda Jinpei's own aura emanating from within.
Matsuda Jinpei didn't know how much endurance it took to restrain himself, but seeing the sweat on his forehead, Kisaragi Chiyo smiled, appearing even more joyful.
"Let's go." Kisaragi Chiyo was dressed neatly, wearing a straw hat on his head to shield himself from the sun.
The young man pushed up the sunglasses on his face and looked at the blue sea shimmering under the sun, where a white yacht moored by the coast reflected a piercing white light in the sunlight.
"I hope we have a wonderful time on the sea today." Kisaragi Chiyo was actually quite looking forward to this honeymoon trip; she loved any day that didn't involve work.
"Of course, my dear, I promise." Hara Kenji leaned down slightly, placing his hand on Kisaragi Chiyo's shoulder. He was wearing brown-tinted sunglasses on his head, a Hawaiian-style floral shirt, shorts.
Fishing, a seafood feast, some little toys to please the body and soul.." Hara Kenji gazed at the endless ocean with a smile, speaking with implication, "It will absolutely, absolutely.. be a pleasant and unforgettable day for you.
"Heh." Kisaragi Chiyo glanced at the Evil Spirit, knowing full well what kind of wicked ideas he was plotting.
But so what?
The three of them boarded the yacht, as the salty sea breeze blew across their cheeks without any gentleness.
The seaside honeymoon has officially begun!
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Author's Note: The next part should be an extra chapter, an extra chapter set in the "if" timeline.
Thanks to all the little angels for your support, mwah 030
Chapter 158
When Kisaragi Chiyo woke up, she still felt as if her brain were groggy, as if she had been suffering from a fever. Sweat had soaked her collar, the sticky sensation on her body made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
What happened?
Kisaragi Chiyo sat up from the bed while clutching her head, looking around her surroundings and realizing she was not in her familiar room. However, it wasn't exactly unfamiliar either; looking at the Kamen Rider model on the desk and the jellyfish wind chime hanging from the window.. wasn't this just Hara Kenji's room?
But why was he in the Hara family residence? Kisaragi Chiyo blinked, unable to make sense of it.
"Okay, Mom, I've remembered everything you said, I'll take good care of myself.." Hara Kenji's muffled voice drifted in from outside the room. Kisaragi Chiyo threw off the quilt and got out of bed, she saw her schoolbag lying right there at the foot of the bed.
Her gaze swept over the things in the room one by one, finally coming to rest on the desk calendar.
Kisaragi Chiyo paused, a hint of confusion appearing on her face.
In his final memory, he, Hara, Matsuda went to school together as usual. Then they parted ways at the classroom entrance; before class started, the three of them even made plans to eat lunch on the rooftop, Hara's mother had prepared wasabi shrimp for him..
And then?
Kisaragi Chiyo curled her fingers against her chin and frowned in thought, but no matter how many times she sifted through her memories, she couldn't pinpoint the exact moment she lost consciousness while preparing for her math class.
Could it be because of yesterday.. no, to be precise, it should have been the day before yesterday.
Kisaragi Chiyo's gaze fell upon the desk calendar again, the turned page told her that she had lost consciousness for more than half a day; it was now the second day, which was the weekend they had watched the movie together.
Just as Kisaragi Chiyo was lost in thought, the bedroom door handle clicked as it was turned from the outside, Hara Kenji pushed the door open and entered with a smile.
But the smile on the youth's face vanished instantly when he saw Kisaragi Chiyo standing by the desk.
Kisaragi Chiyo, who felt that she shouldn't have done anything to offend him lately: ".."
What happened? Why did he stop smiling the moment he saw him?
“Hara?” Kisaragi Chiyo didn't know what was happening; she blinked slowly and tentatively called out the other person's name.
"Is it little Kisaragi Chiyo?" Hara Kenji asked a strange question.
Beautiful purple eyes stared at him without blinking; the boy's expression when he wasn't smiling gave Kisaragi Chiyo an inexplicable sense of pressure.
"Then who else would I be?" Kisaragi Chiyo asked back, looking completely bewildered.
"That's great!" Almost immediately after he finished answering, a familiar and brilliant smile bloomed on Hara Kenji's face, brighter than any flower Kisaragi Chiyo had ever seen.
"It really is little Kisaragi.." Like a puppy reuniting with its owner after being lost on the street, Hara Kenji took several quick strides, almost sprinting over to embrace her.
Kisaragi Chiyo was pushed back repeatedly by Hara's weight, eventually, the two of them tumbled onto the bed together.
Beneath him was a soft quilt, above him was the overheated body heat radiating from the youth's pressed body.
Kisaragi Chiyo, being held by the neck, breathed heavily; he felt deathly hot, Hara Kenji's shoulder-length hair hung against his neck, making it feel itchy.
Get up.." Kisaragi Chiyo spat out those two words through gritted teeth, "Hara, do you even realize how heavy you are?
He really wished Hara Kenji had some concept of his own weight and bone structure. A middle schooler standing nearly five feet six inches tall and weighing over a hundred pounds pressing down on her like that—Kisaragi Chiyo was truly grateful she hadn't had time to eat anything this morning, otherwise she would have surely thrown up from being crushed.
"Sorry, sorry." The boy climbed off Kisaragi Chiyo's body with a flushed face. Although he maintained some distance, his bright, sparkling eyes couldn't help but make Kisaragi Chiyo think of a puppy seeing a piece of meat.
He even suspected that Hara Kenji wanted to circle around him a few times.
"What happened, exactly?" Kisaragi Chiyo asked, clutching her right ribs with her hand, which were aching from being pressed by the protruding bone on Hara Kenji's body.
Hara Kenji tilted his head and stared at Kisaragi Chiyo's face for a few seconds, until Kisaragi felt a bit unnerved by the gaze, even secretly wondering if he had been diagnosed with some terminal illness, before Hara finally managed to withdraw his gaze.
“What's wrong with eating breakfast first?" Hara Kenji grinned, pulling Kisaragi Chiyo up from the bed. "You should be hungry by now."
"You're right." Kisaragi Chiyo patted her poor, empty stomach and nodded. But more important than eating breakfast, she had something even more important to do.
Did you get me some fresh clothes?" Kisaragi Chiyo walked toward the bathroom with practiced ease. "I want to take a shower first.
I've put your clothes in the wardrobe." Hara Kenji opened the wardrobe and took out the clothes he had prepared earlier. As he walked, he called out to Kisaragi Chiyo, "I put the toothbrush and towel you used before in the second drawer on the right side of the storage cabinet. The blue one is Matsuda Jinpei's, the white one is yours. Be careful not to take the wrong one.
"I understand." Kisaragi Chiyo poked her head out from the bathroom, took the clothes handed to her by Hara Kenji, then closed the door.
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When Matsuda Jinpei arrived at the Hara family, Kisaragi Chiyo had just finished her bath and was stepping out of the bathroom.