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Hazuki Yumiko: [Hmph~ you ungrateful little brat, you haven't come to look for me at all!] (Read)
Yoshito Ito (adorable little brother): [Hehe, Kimura-nee, it's only been a short while since I just got to school, there's been quite a lot going on. (｡•́︿•̀｡)] (Read)
Hazuki Yumiko: [I don't care, hmph~ o(´^｀)o] (Read)
Hazuki Yumiko: [In any case, I've saved up my month's worth of vacations, and I want you to keep me company next week!] (Read)
Yoshito Ito (adorable little brother): [Even if I have to skip class, I will definitely come find Kimura-nee! Determined.jpg] (Read)
Hazuki Yumiko: [Haha~ Okay, I won't make it difficult for you. I mean next weekend, I won't schedule it during your class hours.] (Read)
[By then...] (Read)
In this space interwoven with light and shadow, Hazuki Yumiko's enchanting beauty was veiled in darkness, mysterious and alluring, resembling a captivating sorceress.
Her skin was as white as jade, and her gentle hands brushed over her delicate abdomen; the soft, warm touch felt like spring water flowing.
"Little Yoshito"
Glancing at the pink object next to her, Hazuki Yumiko's delicate tongue traced her red lips, the faint light highlighting her alluring figure; her charming posture seemed even more irresistible in the dim light.
Hazuki Yumiko: [Remember to bring the remote control] (Read)
[I haven't used it yet; I think little Yoshito will definitely...] (Read)
Yoshito Ito (adorable little brother): [Hi!!!] (Read)
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"Hehe" Gently caressing her charming face, Hazuki Yumiko giggled, "What an easily excited little brother"
"However..."
Feeling her heart race under her beautiful nurse uniform, the warmth gradually flowed through her alluring form, Hazuki Yumiko couldn't help but recall the month Yoshito Ito spent hospitalized—her feelings were like a lone boat on the ocean, helplessly drifting with the tides...
"I feel the same..."
In the tranquil space, Hazuki Yumiko seemed to radiate a layer of pink magic, appearing in the darkness like a bewitching fairy.
"Beep beep beep"
Suddenly, the alert sound from the patient's room interrupted Hazuki Yumiko's daydream. Frowning slightly, she stood up from her seat.
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Hazuki Yumiko: [Alright, Sister's going to work now; little Yoshito needs to rest early.] (Read)
Yoshito Ito (adorable little brother): [Kimura-nee, you've worked hard, take care of yourself. Bye!] (Read)
Hazuki Yumiko: [Goodbye.] (Read)
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"Time flies so slowly; I can't wait for next week..."
"Tap tap"
With her slender pink legs, she strutted toward the quiet corridor in her high heels, leaving only the echoes of Hazuki Yumiko's anticipation in the break room until the sound of her heels faded into silence.
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Under the bright moonlight, the night was tranquil and cool, the dark sky illuminated by twinkling stars. Occasionally, the sound of insects and distant birds sang, while the cool breeze carried floral fragrances that were refreshing yet lacked the usual lively atmosphere, adding an air of solitude to the night.
At this moment, Yoshito Ito, who had just been chatting with Hazuki Yumiko, was walking down the quiet street.
"Miyuri, it's getting late; shall we wait until tomorrow?"
"Hmph~ it's all your fault; I told you to stop, and you only put more effort into it..."
Asou Miyuri sat softly on Yoshito Ito's shoulder, her delicate hands gently cradling his head, resting her chin atop it while fondling his soft hair.
"Hehe, isn't it because you, dressed as a nun, are too cute..."
"Hmph hmph hmph"
The soft breeze carried the refreshing scent of her shampoo, mingling with traces of youthful vigor, which made Asou Miyuri feel a bit enraptured.
Hearing Yoshito Ito's compliment, she perked up, as if wanting to give him a treat.
Unfortunately...
All Yoshito Ito could feel behind his head was Asou Miyuri's soft belly; there was no other sensation of softness to be found.
"Say more; I love hearing it."
"Of course, my precious Miyuri-chan."
"Hehe"
Asou Miyuri's soft fingers stroked Yoshito Ito's face, gently squeezing his cheek. It seemed she remembered something and asked him,
"By the way, who were you chatting with just now?"
"Of course, it was my mentor, Kimura... uh... just chatting with a friend!"
Perhaps feeling too relaxed chatting with Asou Miyuri, Yoshito Ito spoke carelessly, almost revealing Hazuki Yumiko's name, but midway through...
Realizing her little hand had suddenly squeezed hard, pinching his soft cheek, Yoshito Ito then recognized how foolish he had been, letting his guard down.
Hastily shutting his mouth, Yoshito Ito's eyes darted around, contemplating how to navigate through this perilous situation.
"Why aren't you talking?"
"Kimura, hehe~ my mentor, I just don't know if she's the one I'm thinking of, heheh~~"
Asou Miyuri laughed, her usually sweet voice now sounding like a devil's whisper in Yoshito Ito's ear.
In the bright night sky, Asou Miyuri wearing a snug nun's outfit, her exquisite figure seemed to emit a faint glow under the pure moonlight, illuminating her like a divine maiden.
However, the charming smile on her adorable face sent chills down his spine, like the cold pronouncement of a demon.
As her grip tightened, Asou Miyuri tugged at Yoshito Ito's cheek, pouting slightly, displeased as she bared her cute fangs.
"Look, Miyuri, the moon is so big and round tonight."
Desperate to change the subject, Yoshito Ito pointed to the starry sky, but...
Asou Miyuri looked up and saw the crescent moon hanging high above.
"Uh... that..."
"Hmph! Yoshito-kun is really a playboy; I'm right here in your arms, and you're chatting with other women. Just awful!"
"...I'm sorry."
"Hmph!"
"..."
"Yoshito-kun!"
"Yeah, I'm here."
"Actually, I don't care how many women you have. What I want to tell you is that you are my first boyfriend, my first man, and will be my last man. So... what I want to say is, when you accompany me, I want you to feel love and affection for me."
"...I'm sorry."
Yoshito Ito bit his lip slightly, feeling a twinge of guilt.
"Hmph~ just saying sorry isn't enough; I need to punish you!"
"Ito, set course for the rental apartment, go!"
"Received! Ito is ready."
"Let's go! Drive!"
Under the night sky, Asou Miyuri tightly hugged Yoshito Ito's head, the night wind howled, tangling her strands of hair in the air. She smirked, pressing her lips together, showing that even this petite landlord had her little secrets to share~
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The journey of ten to twenty minutes was shortened to just a few minutes thanks to Ito Yoshito's rapid running.
"Hu——"
After exhaling a few breaths of stale air, Ito Yoshito cradled Asou Miyuri in his arms.
Soft little hands gently wiped his forehead as Asou Miyuri softly expressed her gratitude.
"Thank you for your hard work, Yoshito."
"It's nothing."
After enjoying a moment of silence together, Ito Yoshito set Asou Miyuri down, took out his keys from his pocket, and unlocked the small apartment.
"By the way, why did you come to this rental building so late, Miyuri?"
As he walked into the small room and switched on the lights, Ito Yoshito asked curiously.
"It's about that messy tenant," Asou Miyuri bit her pink lip slightly, "After he moved in, I terminated his contract. I went to check the rental today, and it was just too dirty and chaotic, plus there was a strange stench."
"I was planning to call a cleaning company tomorrow to tidy it up."
"But I was in such a hurry, I sent out the rental advertisement before I was done, and then unexpectedly..."
Asou Miyuri stomped her foot in frustration, her tone filled with regret.
"I didn't expect that the moment I sent it out, someone would contact me wanting to come see it tomorrow."
"Ugh, it's so frustrating! Why does that guy have to be so messy? Can't he clean up the place before moving in?"
"I can't believe I have to come here to clean up at night—this is just infuriating..."
The more she thought about it, the more resentment built up in Asou Miyuri, and she continued to grumble.
"Haha..."
Seeing Asou Miyuri's adorable, pouting expression, Ito Yoshito couldn't help but burst out laughing, only to quickly stop himself.
"Hum! What are you laughing at? I'm really mad right now!"
Asou Miyuri puffed her cheeks, angrily stating.
"And you need to help me clean!"
"Got it, got it. How could I let you stay up all night cleaning alone?"
"Hum~"
After picking up supplies from Ito Yoshito's small apartment, the two headed upstairs together. Faced with the messy and dirty rental room, their coordination made the cleaning process not too difficult.
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Friday was the last day for students to endure a week of study, as well as the day before the weekend festivities.
The sunlight streamed in from the west, illuminating the window where the willows swayed gracefully outside, rustling softly, as if engaging in conversation with the excited students in the classroom about how to spend their weekend.
Hastily stuffing his homework into his backpack, Ito Yoshito turned down Haruno Ayato's invitation to do homework at the literature club and flowed with the crowd toward the exit.
Leisurely making his way to the supermarket, Ito Yoshito intended to buy some fruits before visiting Kimura Yumiko.
The bustling crowd weaved between the shelves as Ito Yoshito stood in front of the fruit stand, pondering how to choose the fruits. Should he just pick based on their appearance?
Tilting his head slightly, he suddenly had a mischievous idea. He quietly glanced at the lady next to him who was carefully selecting fruit, and stealthily took a few oranges from her bag, slipping them into his own bag before quickly moving away and whistling as if nothing happened.
'Very good, she didn't notice.'
With a triumphant fist pump in his mind for his little act of mischief, Ito Yoshito felt a thrill and approached the area stocked with peaches, ready to employ his trick again, but...
After glancing slightly, he reached out his hand stealthily toward the bag of a woman with a ponytail next to him, but instead of the soft, watery feel of a peach, he encountered a supple, warm little hand.
Ito Yoshito turned to look, and found himself locking eyes with the beautiful woman in front of him.
"Mrs. Kimura!"
"Ito-kun!!!"
Ito Yoshito was quite surprised. He hadn't expected to meet Kimura Yumiko in the supermarket, just when he had intended to see her. A radiant smile involuntarily spread across his face as he greeted her.
"What a coincidence, Mrs. Kimura! I didn't expect to run into you here."
The slender fingers held the warmth of the boy's palm. Experiencing the irresistible warmth of the handsome boy's hand, even just from holding hands, Kimura Yumiko felt a bit dazed.
"Ah? Ah, it's a coincidence, Ito-kun."
Her fair cheeks flushed slightly. Kimura Yumiko came back to herself and tried to pull her hand back, but his large hand grasped hers gently yet firmly.
"Um, Ito-kun, could you please let go of my hand..."
"Ah, I'm sorry." Ito Yoshito finally 'came back to his senses,' loosening his grip and presenting a sheepish smile to Kimura Yumiko.
"It's nothing..."
"Ah, by the way, Mrs. Kimura, you came to buy fruits too, right?"
Suppressing her racing heart, Kimura Yumiko forced herself to ignore the subtle implications between her and Ito Yoshito, feigning calmness as she said, "Yes, I see you are too, Ito-kun. Peaches start coming into season in May, and they're really delicious and juicy at this time."
As a housewife, Kimura Yumiko was well aware of such life details.
"Is that so? Then do you like peaches, Mrs. Kimura?"
"I like them."
"Great! Then let's buy some more! You can have a taste later!"
"Eh?" Kimura Yumiko was taken aback, her charming eyes blinking in confusion as she looked at Ito Yoshito, "Ito-kun, what do you mean by that?"
"I was planning to visit you anyway! I didn't expect to run into you at the supermarket. I hope my sudden visit won't trouble you?"
"Ah?"
'Thump, thump...' The sound of her hurried heartbeat seemed to break through her physical restraints, resonating in Kimura Yumiko's ears. 'A beautiful boy coming home... a man and a woman alone... a lonely wife...'
It seemed she thought of something inappropriate, and Kimura Yumiko's face quickly turned crimson, growing hotter, as if it could bleed.
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