"How does it feel? Is the drag racing experience exciting?" Naomi asked, turning her head slightly. Due to the vibration of the motorcycle, her voice sounded a little shaky.
Shuichi felt her trembling very clearly. He took a light breath and replied, "It's exciting. Today's experience is enough for me to savor for a lifetime."
"You're exaggerating," Naomi said, but she was smiling happily.
It really wasn't an exaggeration.
The vibrating sensation during the race was truly extraordinary.
Even Tsuki had never been able to give Shuichi a similar experience.
"Sensei, hiss... are we there yet?" Shuichi asked, seeing that they had already left the city area but Naomi still hadn't stopped the bike.
"We're almost there, Shuichi-kun... mmm... are you in a hurry?" As Naomi spoke, the motorcycle seemed to run over something. A jolt threw her up, and her body swayed back and forth.
"I'm alright."
Shuichi gritted his teeth and endured it. He felt his thighs were about to go numb from the vibration; it felt like he couldn't take much more. Doing this kind of thing while drag racing was not something an ordinary person could enjoy.
Naomi couldn't help but tease him. "Do you need to get off and relieve yourself? We'll be there soon. If you really can't hold it... well, I don't mind."
"..." The corner of Shuichi's mouth twitched. "I never realized before that you had such a mischievous side, sensei. You seem to be quite good at teasing people."
Hearing this, Naomi's smile grew wider. "There's still a lot you haven't discovered, Shuichi-kun. Do you want to get to know me better?"
"Of course I do. I want to know everything about you, sensei, without missing a single detail."
"You really are greedy..." Naomi murmured, her voice trembling even more intensely with the roar of the engine.
Finally, they arrived at their destination together.
It was a spot along the coast of Tokyo Bay, relatively close to the shopping district. Naomi parked the bike steadily. After lovingly wiping it clean, she took Shuichi's hand and walked towards the water.
There was no sandy beach here, only rocks. The two of them snuggled together on a large rock and sat down, admiring the night view of Tokyo Bay.
"The phone for you that I mentioned before," Naomi said, taking out a wrapped box from behind her.
"Thank you, sensei. I'll use it with great care," Shuichi said, accepting it without any coyness and holding it carefully in his arms.
"You don't have to be that serious about it," Naomi said, her hair blowing in the evening wind, her eyes reflecting the neon lights. "No matter how much you cherish it, it will still get old and worn with time."
"That doesn't sound like something you would say, sensei. You're a university health sensei, aren't you? Not a literature professor," Shuichi said, burying his head in her neck and inhaling her pleasant scent.
"Besides, no matter how much time passes, you will always be that charming and captivating in my heart, sensei."
The melancholy on Naomi's face dissipated, replaced by a smile. She gently rubbed her cheek against his head, smelling the vanilla scent in his hair.
"Am I very charming?"
"Yes, so charming that one can't help but be infatuated," Shuichi began to kiss her skin lightly.
"Does sensei's scent smell good?"
"It smells so good that I want to hold you like this forever and never let go."
Naomi arched her long neck, her breathing gradually becoming ragged. "Shuichi-kun, we came out so late and ran so far, you must be hungry, right?"
"I am a little," Shuichi said, his heart stirring.
"Mmm, then... sensei will feed you a midnight snack," Naomi said, and with a reverse grip, she pulled him into her arms, letting him lie on her lap.
It seemed to be getting a little hot, so she unzipped her collar...
...
Drag racing, watching the night view, a lap pillow, and a midnight snack.
The night always has a unique charm that makes one reluctant to leave, but one must eventually face the end.
Shuichi sat up from Naomi's embrace. The damp, cold air from Tokyo Bay made the latter shiver.
It was already very late. Naomi straightened her clothes, zipped up her jacket, putting away the beautiful scenery, and then took Shuichi on the return journey.
Just like on the way there, the two felt the vibration of the motorcycle, resonating with it all the way back to the shopping district.
"Be careful on the road," Shuichi said, hugging Naomi and giving her a reluctant kiss on the cheek.
"I don't know what you like or what you're missing, sensei. I'd like to give you a gift in return."
"There's no need. Didn't you already give me a gift before, Shuichi-kun? I like it very much, sensei. I've been using it recently."
Naomi cupped his face, an inexplicable emotion flashing in her eyes.
"Rest well, have sweet dreams. sensei is waiting for you at Sumire-chan's house."
With that, she let go of him, swung her leg back over the motorcycle, and sped away.
Shuichi stood at the street corner, savoring the wonderful experience of the night, and watched her leave until her figure disappeared from sight before turning back to the management office.
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The next day, Saturday.
Shuichi slept in for a change. It was already past nine o'clock when he opened his eyes.
He didn't know if Tsuki had already come by in the morning, or if she had even stolen a few sips of the cat's milk.
He had slept so deeply, he wouldn't have known if a burglar had broken in.
Shuichi rubbed his drowsy eyes, lying flat on his back and staring at the ceiling, spacing out while sensing the state of his body.
"Shuichi-kun, are you awake? Do you want breakfast?" An, at some point, had pulled open the balcony door and was asking with her head peeking in.
"Come over here," Shuichi beckoned to her.
An obediently trotted over, slipped into the quilt, and let him hold her.
"Where's your sister?" Shuichi gently kneaded the girl's soft belly. It was slightly round; it seemed she had eaten quite a bit in the morning.
"She went to cram school," An said, looking down at the shape of a hand bulging under her top. "Are we going to practice massaging?"
"Yes, we have time now. You're not busy, are you?" Shuichi buried his head in the nape of her neck.
An shrank her neck from the ticklish sensation and couldn't help but laugh and giggle.
"That tickles~ Mom did give me a lot of work, but I want to slack off here for a while. I just don't know if you're hungry, Shuichi-kun. Do you want to eat first?"
"I'm fine, not too hungry. I had a midnight snack last night," Shuichi said, recalling the taste of Naomi.
"A midnight snack..."
Hearing a word related to food, An couldn't help but drool. Even though her little belly was full, she was still greedy.
"Getting hungry again?" Shuichi asked, amused. A sudden impulse arose in his heart.
But then a wave of guilt washed over him. No, a man must have a bottom line, even if it's just a tiny one! Tricking a dummy like this is something you get nailed to a pillar of shame for!
The thought of the girl with her innocent, clear eyes, fighting with the cat over breakfast milk, made Shuichi feel that his heart had turned completely black.
"Can we play the Pocky game again? Sister isn't here, so we can play secretly, without her!" An turned over and looked at him expectantly.
Faced with the girl's expectant gaze, how could Shuichi refuse?
"Alright, without her. But only after the massage."
"Oh, but it's ticklish. Can you be a little faster?" An wriggled restlessly.
"There is a way to be faster, but we have to take off these obstructive clothes first," Shuichi said.
"Mmm, okay," An didn't mind at all. After all, she had changed in front of him before and even had him help her.
A rustling sound came from within the quilt, and soon the foolish girl had turned into a tender white lamb.
The delicious sight made Shuichi, who had been hungry all night, drool.
"What do I do?" An, lying on her side, asked blankly, her clear and lovely big eyes blinking.
"You don't have to do anything. Just lie there like that," Shuichi said, ducking his head under the covers.
"Mmm, it's even more ticklish..." An subconsciously curled up and hugged his head tightly, giggling nonstop.
...
A breakfast of sunny-side-up eggs is very nutritious. Shuichi felt comfortable all over. He walked out of the ramen shop with his thermos, watching the delivery guy carry a sofa upstairs.
"Are you redecorating? Do you need any help?"
A very magnetic and alluring female voice came from behind him. Shuichi turned to see Haruka walking over.
Although her clothes were very plain—a loose, coffee-colored sweater with a white culotte skirt that didn't intentionally accentuate her figure—it still couldn't hide the alluring aura about her.
"Just adding some furniture. I only moved in a little over two months ago, so a lot of things were just temporary."
Shuichi replied casually, then raised his thermos and took a sip of tea.
Haruka looked at his thermos curiously. "What are you drinking? It doesn't look like coffee."
"Sigh, don't even mention it..." Shuichi sighed. "Didn't I say before that I wanted to try and help you with that problem, Haruka-san?"
Haruka immediately understood what he was referring to. "And then?"
"And then?" Shuichi raised the thermos as a gesture and said with a conflicted expression, "And then the butler brought this over for me. Said it's very nourishing."
Haruka was stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and burst into laughter, her body shaking like a flower branch in the wind.
Shuichi's eyes couldn't help but follow her as it swayed, unable to look away.
"That's not very nice of you, is it, Haruka-san? My reputation is taking a hit here for your sake, and you're still laughing?"
"Is it just your reputation taking a hit?" Haruka looked at him with a smile, her eyes shimmering. "If you don't need it, then why are you drinking it, Shuichi-kun?"
"This stuff is pretty rare. Since I already have it, wouldn't it be a waste not to drink it?"
Shuichi said, taking another sip. Feeling the fullness, strength, lightness, and agility in his body, he let out a long, satisfied breath.
He thought to himself, This stuff is really good. But if I want to keep drinking it, does that mean Haruka's problem has to be put on hold and not solved? Then I can apply for it once a week... But isn't that a bit wrong? She's clearly suffering so much, and I promised to help her before.
Shuichi's scarce conscience emerged. Or... I could help her more in other ways?
"Is it alright? Drinking this kind of nourishing stuff usually makes one rather restless, doesn't it?" Haruka raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Are you asking this, Haruka-san, because you have a mind to help me solve it?" Shuichi blinked his eyes and looked at her expectantly.
"Are you serious, Shuichi-kun? Then come to my room tonight, and I'll teach you the ways of the world," Haruka's tone became ambiguous, her figure even more enchanting, as if she were boneless.
Shuichi knew her well enough by now. He had even used the system to verify it before. He didn't believe her seductive nonsense at all.
"I'm afraid if I run over there in the middle of the night, I'll just be met with a locked door, right?"
"Not at all. Because you're just saying it, Shuichi-kun, and you won't actually come. So locking the door is completely unnecessary," Haruka said, holding up her hands.
"I don't have that thought right now, but if you keep teasing me, Haruka-san, that might not be the case for long," Shuichi said, his eyes wandering indecently all over her body.
Haruka didn't mind in the least, just saying with a charming smile, "If you were really tempted, Shuichi-kun, I wouldn't be teasing you. At least for now, I can't see any signs of you being tempted."
"Sigh, so you're just bullying an honest kid," Shuichi said quite shamelessly. "You came over specifically today, Haruka-san. You must have something to say, right?"
"Yes. Tomorrow is the school festival, right?"
"And?"
"My mother might sneak over to see you. It might cause you some trouble, Shuichi-kun," Haruka said, becoming more serious now that she was on to the real business.
"It's no trouble. Since it's something we agreed on before, just leave it to me. Pretending to be a boyfriend and all that should be quite interesting," Shuichi said, not taking it to heart, and took another sip of tea.
"Ah, not a boyfriend yet. What I told my mom was that I'm pursuing a young schoolboy. Mmm, and even competing with a little girl."
After Haruka finished speaking, Shuichi almost spat out his tea. But then he remembered how expensive the tea was and managed to hold it in, which resulted in him choking and coughing for a long time.
"This script... cough, cough, is a little different from what I imagined."
Haruka kindly patted his back. "Are you alright? If you feel you can't act it out, it's okay for me to think of another excuse."
"It's fine, there's nothing I can't act out. You can just pursue me as you wish, Haruka-san," Shuichi said confidently.
"In that case... you'd better be careful, Shuichi-kun. You absolutely must not fall for me, okay~" Haruka said softly, licking her lips.
Shuichi was once again captivated by that tongue, but he quickly came to his senses. "You're the one who should be careful, Haruka-san, about turning the fake into the real and falling for me."
Haruka chuckled lightly and tapped his forehead with her slender finger. "Don't be so confident, little boy. I'm not someone who falls for people that easily, you know."
Just as Shuichi was about to say something, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and looked at it. The lock screen didn't show any content, but the sender was Sayuki.
He had really been caught red-handed this time. Needless to say, she must be watching from the second floor right now.
Seeing this, Haruka smiled knowingly. "It seems you're going to be busy again, Shuichi-kun. I won't disturb you then. However... Are you really not planning on coming over tonight?"
"Why wouldn't I? Just remember not to lock the door, Haruka-san," Shuichi spouted nonsense. Tonight, he was planning to crash at Nagase's house. What time would he have to run back for a night raid?
"Alright, I definitely won't lock it," Haruka said with a light laugh and walked away.
Shuichi turned to look at the second floor and saw Sayuki's figure indeed behind the window. She glared at him, then also turned and went back inside.
Shaking his head with a sigh, he opened his phone, preparing to explain, but the content of her message had nothing to do with Haruka.
[I'm coming to your place for lunch. There's something I need to talk to you about.]
What was this all about now? Shuichi couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter. His original plan was to comfort the two sisters before this afternoon anyway.
This worked out perfectly.
...
The furniture and appliances were delivered and set up one after another. It was almost noon. Shuichi looked at the brand-new living room and nodded in satisfaction.
Not long after, Fumika and Sayuki came up together, carrying lunch they had bought from the ramen shop.
Shuichi felt that An must be very upset right now; she had lost an opportunity to sneak some food.
"What did you want to talk about, Sayuki-san?"
After the three of them had almost finished eating, Shuichi took the initiative to ask Sayuki, who was sitting across from him.
Sayuki shot him a sidelong glance, her tone clearly tinged with jealousy. "Why don't you guess?"
"Is there a reward for guessing correctly?" Shuichi raised an eyebrow slightly.
"No, but there's a punishment for guessing wrong. Today's workout volume is doubled," Sayuki said, secretly raising her foot and kicking towards him.
Shuichi quickly brought his legs together and caught her ankle. "That's a bit unfair, isn't it?"
"Well, I'm a bad woman. Isn't it normal for things to be unfair?" Sayuki rolled her eyes at him.
Shuichi finally understood. Every time she was on her period, she would become very clingy and jealous.
There had been signs of this before, but they weren't particularly close back then, so she would restrain herself a bit. Now, their relationship was completely different.
Shuichi held her smooth little leg in his left hand, gently caressing it, while his other hand secretly crept onto Fumika's thigh on his right.
With a slight squeeze, his fingers sank into the slick, plump flesh of her thigh.
Fumika understood that he wanted her to give him a hint. So she pretended to have just remembered something and asked casually:
"By the way, Shuichi-kun, the thing you mentioned yesterday about cooperating with the flower shop, has there been any progress?"
"Yes, we've already discussed it. Fumika-san can go over anytime to pick out suitable flowers and try to make some essential oils. If the effect is good, we can talk about long-term cooperation later."
After Shuichi finished answering, he saw Fumika secretly point at the ramen in front of her, and then at Sayuki. He immediately understood.
"Sayuki-san's gym seems like a good fit for a partnership with the ramen shop too. Mrs. Akiyama's cooking is delicious, and she can make delicious fat-loss meals. Do you need me to help talk to her?"
Sayuki pouted. "You always take his side, sister."
"I do not. I'm going to go help Shuichi-kun tidy up the living room first," Fumika said and got up to leave.
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