The Pocky game was over. An had a lot of fun, Shuichi had a lot of fun, and only Tsuki was furious. This idiot sister was a lost cause!
Her first kiss had been tricked away, and she was still giggling foolishly over there!
Shuichi did offer a kind word of comfort. A first kiss isn't something you can verify anyway. As long as the little dummy didn't think it was gone, then it wasn't gone.
The logic was cunning but had a sliver of truth to it. Tsuki reluctantly accepted it for the time being.
After their usual dinner, Shuichi digested his food while ordering furniture and appliances online.
Once he was done, he took some fruit and went downstairs to the gym across the way. However, after looking around, he couldn't find Sayuki and immediately guessed she must be next door again.
He turned and went to the beauty salon, making his way to the Ogawa sisters' bedroom.
"What's wrong? Is it hurting again?"
Shuichi opened the bedroom door and saw Sayuki lying on the bed in loose pajamas, with Fumika helping to massage her leg. He casually placed the fruit on a nearby table.
Then he walked to the side of the bed by the window, lifted her other leg, and began to massage it along with Fumika.
"Yes, Sayuki always has a little bit of pain every time," Fumika sighed.
"Is that not normal? Should she go to a hospital to get it checked? Fumika-san rarely seems to have this problem, right?" Shuichi asked, puzzled.
"There's no need. We had it checked before. It depends on the person. Some people just experience pain, while others don't."
Sayuki's complexion was quite healthy; she didn't look like it was too serious.
"Even though you're twins, your constitutions can be different? Is it a matter of lifestyle and habits?" Shuichi asked, turning his head as he kneaded her slick, soft, and springy thigh.
Sayuki rolled her eyes at him. "My lifestyle habits are much healthier than my sister's. As for the constitution, who told you twins are the same?"
"Alright, alright, you're the boss today. It's okay if you're a little grumpy," Shuichi teased. "Want some fruit? I'll feed you, Sayuki-san."
"What did you buy?"
"Bananas," Shuichi said, getting up and bringing over two bananas from the table.
"..." Sayuki's eyelid twitched, and she secretly glanced at her sister.
"You don't like them? It's just that they're cheap and delicious, so I always get some when I buy fruit. If not, there are also lychees. They happen to be a 'warming' fruit and are very nutritious, suitable for eating during your period."
Shuichi naturally handed one of the bananas to Fumika. The latter took it with a slight blush, peeled it gracefully, and put it in her mouth.
The rosy lips and the tender white fruit looked exceptionally alluring.
"Sayuki-san?" Seeing Fumika start to eat, he turned his head back to Sayuki.
"..."
Sayuki's moist eyes shot him a look, and then she also took the banana. But she didn't eat it, just held it in her hand and fiddled with it.
"I don't have time to supervise your workout today. Sister, why don't you go help watch him?"
"Hmm?"
Fumika, who was in the middle of eating her banana, suddenly had an idea. She had found yesterday's flexibility training very interesting to watch and was quite keen to try it.
Even if they couldn't do the real thing, it would still be fun. It was a good chance to ask Shuichi-kun how they usually worked out.
But her sister needed company too. Whenever she was in pain, she became very clingy.
"The workout can wait. Let's help Sayuki-san feel better first," Shuichi said, then suddenly remembered something. "By the way, how about I arrange for someone to take another look at you?"
"There's no need. It'll be fine in a little while," Sayuki said, shaking her head in refusal. Then she muttered under her breath, "Besides, it's not entirely a bad thing."
Looking at her expression and hearing her words, Shuichi vaguely understood.
She usually has to act so strong, so she needs a reasonable opportunity to be a little weak and relax, right?
"Sayuki-san really is just as cute as Fumika-san said you were," Shuichi chuckled lightly.
"What cute? You're just a little boy, how dare you use that word to describe me..."
Sayuki kicked him in annoyance, and then her fair calf was held firmly in his grasp.
"You two, really. Still fooling around at a time like this," Fumika, having finished her banana, stood up with a helpless smile and also sat on the edge of the bed.
"Alright, alright, come here, Sayuki. Let sister rub your tummy for you again."
Hearing this, Sayuki really did stop fooling around and obediently leaned into her sister's embrace.
Shuichi watched this scene, a slight raise in his eyebrows. "Why don't you teach me too, Fumika-san? The technique for massaging the stomach. That way, if you ever have a problem, I can help you."
Fumika was slightly taken aback, then she realized something. She pursed her lips to hide a smile and agreed.
"Alright. Then watch closely, Shuichi-kun. When you rub, it should be in this position, clockwise, and then massage from top to bottom. This will speed up blood circulation. Also, you need to pay attention to the pressure..."
It was a simple matter, and Shuichi understood it at once.
"Then why don't you give it a try, Shuichi-kun? Sayuki can give you feedback, and I can correct you from the side," Fumika said very naturally.
Shuichi was also composed, taking her place, while Fumika switched to massaging the leg.
Leaning against his chest, Sayuki felt for a moment that something was not quite right.
Can massaging a leg and rubbing a stomach be the same thing?
But if it's my sister... it's indeed possible that she's been so coaxed by him, her mind so full of affection, that she'd overlook the inappropriateness of this action.
Shuichi reached his hand into her pajamas and began to gently massage Sayuki's hard, elastic abdomen, his movements gradually changing from clumsy to skilled.
"By the way, Fumika-san, have you been to the flower shop recently? I saw that the flowers over there are growing exceptionally well, much better than usual. They seem like they'd be great for making essential oils, don't you think?"
"Do you think so too, Shuichi-kun? I've thought about it before, but Kitagawa-san seems a bit hard to approach," Fumika said, her attention diverted. Her gaze shifted from her sister, and she spoke with some hesitation.
Sayuki's heart suddenly trembled. She felt the hand rubbing her abdomen gradually move upwards, already touching the lower edge of her ribs.
"Then let me go negotiate with her for you, Fumika-san. But do you know how to make essential oils from flowers? Or do you have a suitable place for processing?"
While discussing business with Fumika, Shuichi took advantage of her distraction to secretly comfort Sayuki's heart from the side.
His other hand also took the opportunity to slip inside and continue the work of massaging her abdomen.
"Eh? You can? Then I'll have to trouble you, Shuichi-kun. As for oil extraction, I know the infusion method. If the effect is really better than what I used before and there are enough flowers, we can find a suitable place for processing later."
Fumika was genuinely interested in flowers. She became animated as she talked, a little more lively than her usual shy self.
At this moment, Sayuki's heart was beating very fast. The scorching temperature was making her flustered. Although her pajamas were loose, but... the signs would still be easy to see, right?
Even if his palm wasn't pressed against the front of her pajamas, it was resting right over her heart.
Thinking this, her first reaction was not to stop him, but to lean her body slightly forward, trying to create more space in the front of her pajamas, hoping that his hand would not be exposed, yet could continue its comforting.
But, no matter how loose the pajamas were, they were still a bit tight on her. It was impossible to hide it completely; you could still see a hint of it if you looked down.
This little bastard is going to be the death of me! Is he really not afraid of being found out?
"Then let's try it out first. We'll talk about the quantity of flowers later. If the worst comes to worst, we can just use it for ourselves first," Shuichi said, then suddenly changed the subject.
"Sayuki-san, are you feeling any better? Is my technique okay?"
Hearing this, Sayuki saw her sister's gaze turn towards her, and her heart leaped into her throat. His hand hadn't withdrawn yet!
She quickly used her own hand to cover the front of her pajamas.
"Sayuki? Are you feeling a bit more comfortable? Do you need sister to get you some medicine?" Fumika asked with concern, as if she hadn't seen a thing.
"Ah... no need, it's much more comfortable," Sayuki stammered in reply.
"That's good. By the way, massaging is really quite tiring. Fumika-san must have it tough usually," Shuichi said, withdrawing his hand and then standing up.
"Since Sayuki-san is feeling better, I'll go work out next door."
"Then you go ahead, Shuichi-kun. I'll stay with Sayuki for a while and then go over," Fumika said, her heart pounding with excitement, but she managed to suppress it for the time being.
"Alright," Shuichi said, and then left.
Seeing him leave, Sayuki looked at her sister suspiciously. Although she wasn't as sharp as usual due to her special condition today, she still sensed that something was off just now.
"Sister..."
"What is it, Sayuki?"
"Did you really not notice just now?" Sayuki asked tentatively.
"Notice what?" Fumika said, forcing back a smile and pretending to be bewildered.
"N-nothing..." Sayuki didn't dare ask any more, otherwise it would be a dead giveaway. "Sister, you should go. You've been waiting for a while, haven't you? I'm fine here."
"Oh, then I'm off. If you feel uncomfortable again, or if you want to be spoiled, just call me anytime."
After a few words of advice, Fumika eagerly left to find her man.
"Were they really teaming up to tease me?"
Sayuki looked at the closed door, frowning slightly in doubt. Then she peeled a banana and popped it into her mouth.
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"I think Sayuki guessed that we were teasing her."
In the gym, Fumika was being held in Shuichi's arms, sitting on the floor. He had pulled one of her legs over to his side, propped it on his hip bone, and was playing with it meticulously.
"Even if she guessed, she wouldn't dare to ask directly. As long as you can keep up the act, Fumika, Sayuki-san definitely won't expose it herself."
Shuichi caressed the soft, springy, fair flesh of her leg, then lowered his head to find her lips and kissed her for a while.
Fumika panted lightly, stroking his chest, her eyes shimmering. "Doesn't Shuichi-kun want to clear things up soon, so the three of us can get along properly?"
"Although that's something to look forward to, having a bit of a sneaky feeling is also very nice. Otherwise, if Sayuki-san knew that you wouldn't get angry, Fumika, why would she specifically tease me behind your back and still refuse to be direct about it? She must think the same way."
Hearing Shuichi say this, Fumika said reproachfully, "You two just love to bully me. You both want to hide things from me."
"Are you very angry, Fumika? What can I do to make you not angry?" Shuichi lowered his head and nuzzled her face, as if acting spoiled.
Fumika found it amusing. "I just can't do anything about you two. As soon as you act spoiled, my heart melts. I can't get angry at all."
"That's why you're the best, Fumika. I never want to leave your side in this lifetime," Shuichi said, holding her tightly and kissing her neck lightly.
Fumika was most susceptible to these kinds of devoted words, especially when he was being so dependent. "Shuichi-kun, how do you and Sayuki usually work out?"
"Do you want to give it a try, Fumika?" Shuichi immediately understood.
"Mmm..." Fumika's face was flushed as she responded with an expectant hum.
"I see..." Shuichi thought for a moment. "Well, there are so many ways. For today, let's start with a handstand push-up."
"A handstand push-up? How do I do that?" Fumika didn't understand.
"Do you like to eat lychees, Fumika? I wonder if Sayuki-san left any for you."
Shuichi asked a completely unrelated question, then stood up and took off his restrictive sweatpants.
Seeing this, Fumika quickly understood. She pursed her rosy lips and said with a hint of shyness, "Sayuki and I have always had similar tastes. What she likes to eat, I like too~"
"Good thing I secretly saved two for you, Fumika, and didn't let Sayuki-san eat them all. While I work out in a bit, you can supervise from the side and eat your fruit."
Shuichi said, pulling Fumika up, and then began to do a handstand...
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Since both Ogawa sisters were indisposed, Shuichi didn't bother them for too long. When he entered the flower shop, it was earlier than usual. Plus, after drinking the tea all day, he was full of time and energy.
But Shuichi wasn't worried about having too much energy. After all, Ichika probably wasn't afraid anymore.
After entering the living room, Ichika, who was lying on the sofa with her legs kicked up, turned her head to look at him. "You're a little earlier than usual today."
"Yes, I wasn't too busy today."
Shuichi said, very naturally sitting down beside her. Then he grabbed her calf and began to gently knead it.
Ichika's heart trembled slightly. The feeling of her heart being squeezed resurfaced, but this did not make her resist or feel afraid. Instead, there was an inexplicable sense of anticipation.
"Shuichi-kun, you seem different from usual?"
"Can you feel it, Ichika-san? Do you need me to go back first?" Shuichi said this, but he did not stop his hands, instead moving up from her calf to her thigh.
Ichika felt the aggressiveness, felt his scorching gaze. This was the first time since they had been spending time together that he had broken their tacit understanding.
But this behavior, instead of disgusting her, made her feel inexplicably happy.
"It's alright. You can stay here, Shuichi-kun," Ichika said. As soon as she finished speaking, she felt his hands become hotter and more forceful.
"I spoke with Nagase-sensei today. We'll visit her place tomorrow. As for the specific time, the afternoon should be good. I'll come pick you up then, Ichika-san. Is that okay?"
Shuichi said, hooking his finger on a strap.
Ichika trembled slightly, her breathing a little disordered. "Yes, whatever you arrange is fine, Shuichi-kun."
"Do you still remember what we talked about before, Ichika-san?" Shuichi asked, lightly toying with the strap.
"I remember..." Ichika's eyes started to become moist and rippled.
"If you find it hard to accept, there's still time to change your mind," Shuichi said, seeming to be talking about tomorrow, but also seeming to be talking about the present moment.
Ichika pondered for a moment. "I don't feel uncomfortable. Just do as you wish, Shuichi-kun."
"Alright then. If you're ever unwilling, Ichika-san, just say so anytime. I will also do my best to adjust the plan," Shuichi said, then leaned forward, pressing his face against her smooth, cool back.
"Mmm..." Ichika couldn't help but arch her neck, her mouth slightly open, like a fish out of water.
"It's not just Nagase-sensei who might be shocked tomorrow. It's best if you're mentally prepared too, Ichika-san. I've asked her to be in cosplay and waiting for us at home when we arrive."
Shuichi said, and as if afraid of making Ichika anxious, he reached his hand between her and the sofa, gently comforting her heart.
"Nagase's cosplay?" Ichika felt her heart being squeezed even tighter, as if it were about to be stolen away, but there was an indescribable tremor in her soul.
This was something her quiet, solitary life had never had before.
Shuichi buried his head in her back, lightly sniffing and kissing. "Yes. I've already decided to let Nagase-sensei see your true self, Ichika-san, so of course I have to make her expose her true face as well. Otherwise, wouldn't that be unfair?"
Ichika chuckled lightly. "That's true. But is Nagase able to accept it now? I don't mean to question you, Shuichi-kun, it's just that I find it a bit incredible. The Nagase I remember should find this kind of thing very hard to accept."
"Impressions aren't reliable at all. Sometimes, even the person themselves can't truly recognize what kind of person they are."
Shuichi reached out and turned her body over. Ichika also cooperated, lying flat on the sofa, looking at him with her eyes shimmering yet her expression calm.
"What about you, Shuichi-kun? What kind of person do you think you are?"
Shuichi pondered for a moment. "I originally thought I was a diligent, hard-working, and law-abiding worker. But after the President appeared, I found that I might not be that normal. I just never had the chance before."
Mentioning Tsuki, Ichika also felt a little at a loss for words.
"That child... it's understandable that you would become like this, Shuichi-kun. It's indeed hard not to be influenced. But what kind of person do you want to be in the future, Shuichi-kun?"
"In the future? I want to be the person in Ichika-san's heart. Is that okay?" Shuichi said, moving the arm that was supporting him on the sofa forward, bringing his face closer to hers.
"The person in my heart..." Ichika was slightly taken aback. She thoughtfully lowered her gaze from his face, down his chest, and slowly downwards.
"If you're referring to romantic feelings, then I can only apologize to you, Shuichi-kun. A person like me cannot respond to your expectations. In that respect, that child, no matter how strange she is, is more suitable than me."
"Alright then. Let's not talk about feelings. You don't have to be so serious, Ichika-san," Shuichi said, gently stroking her face.
Ichika raised her hand and placed it on the back of his, her eyelashes trembling lightly.
"If we're not talking about feelings... then Shuichi-kun's expectations can be met. I am also interested in collecting material in this area."
As soon as she said this, she felt the aura emanating from him become even more dangerous. Her own heart was squeezed even tighter, and became even hotter...
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