A scorching bead of sweat trickled down Naomi's side profile, slid to her collarbone, and continued downwards along her curves.
Finally, it landed on Shuichi's chest, bringing him back to his senses.
Propped up on Shuichi's chest, Naomi's body was still trembling slightly. She stroked his face lovingly, as if she couldn't get enough of looking at him. "Are you happy?"
Without waiting for his answer, she collapsed exhaustedly into his embrace, panting, and whispered in his ear, "Forgive Sensei's greed..."
Shuichi wanted to hear the rest of the sentence clearly, but whether it was because he was too sleepy or Naomi was just mouthing the words, he didn't catch it.
Anyway, he didn't hear it.
After catching her breath slightly, Naomi struggled to get up. She gently and carefully tidied him up and covered him with the quilt.
Finally, a kiss.
Reluctantly holding her underwear, she left with faltering steps.
...
When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight. Shuichi rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit dazed. What happened last night felt like a dream.
Did it really happen?
Just as he was thinking, he saw Sumire tiptoeing across the living room, seemingly trying to sneak out, so he immediately spoke up.
"Stop."
Sumire froze, turned around with difficulty, and made a bitter face. "Why did you have to wake up just now? I was only a few steps away from the entrance..."
"Come here." Shuichi was already skilled at giving orders.
Sumire walked coyly to the sofa and stood there, fidgeting uncomfortably with her clothes. "There's not much time left; class is about to start."
"It's the school festival today; what class?" Shuichi reached out and pulled her. "Did you have breakfast?"
"No, no, I planned to grab something to eat while walking around the festival in the morning." Sumire found it strange. Why was he suddenly so concerned about her?
"You can't skip breakfast. At least drink this breakfast milk before you go; I've even prepared the straw for you." Shuichi pulled her directly onto the sofa.
"Also, don't forget your promise. Help me change first."
"Again? Aren't you afraid Naomi will find out?"
Sumire complained, but she didn't resist as much as before. She even felt that being ordered around like a maid wasn't so hard to accept.
As long as he could help her get closer to Ichika, these necessary costs were nothing.
"You sleepyhead are about to leave; Naomi-sensei must have left long ago."
Seeing that although she complained, her movements weren't sluggish and she obediently squatted by the sofa, Shuichi didn't bully her further, just patted her hair.
"Oh..." Sumire, used to being put down, nodded and responded perfunctorily.
"Did you peek again last night?" Shuichi breathed a sigh of relief as she started working, casually picking up his phone that had been stuffed into the sofa gap.
"Mmh..." Sumire nodded hesitantly, replying with a stammer, a bit embarrassed to admit it.
"So it wasn't a dream..."
Shuichi murmured as he turned on his phone, then saw a message from Naomi.
[I've given you everything of me; there's nothing more for Shuichi-kun to look forward to. So... let's end this here, okay?
Now that I've moved out, I won't be depressed anymore, and Shuichi-kun doesn't need to comfort me. Listen to Sensei and go welcome your own romance properly.
Sensei won't be wrong; the Student Council President is very interested in you. As long as Shuichi-kun pursues her bravely, you will definitely find love that can truly blossom. Sensei will silently bless you...]
After reading the message, Shuichi sighed. "Another 'last time'? From the beginning until now, it's like this every time. Naomi-sensei is really conflicted enough."
Sumire seemed to agree with this very much, nodding vigorously.
"But this time it does feel a bit different..."
Remembering Naomi's expression and madness last night, Shuichi felt she was more determined this time than before, which would probably be slightly difficult to handle.
But it might not be that serious. After all, for some things, there are only zero times and infinite times. "The last time" or "let's end this here" are often just flags.
He poked Sumire's dimple, which she had learned without a teacher. "What do you think I should do? Really do as she says, pretend to pursue the President to relax her vigilance? Is that feasible?"
"Mmh..." Sumire nodded heavily.
"You think so too? Then let's do that. Relationship counseling, mental health, and so on are also the duties of her, right?"
Sumire nodded so much that her glasses almost fell off, and she quickly adjusted them with her hand.
"You're too perfunctory. Don't just nod; say something." Shuichi unhappily reached his hand into the collar of her loose sportswear.
Unexpectedly, he felt a band-aid.
Shuichi raised an eyebrow immediately. It seemed Sumire quite liked the President's gift.
As time passed, the morning sun became brighter. Shuichi stretched, straightened his hips, elongated his body, stiffened for a moment, and then exhaled sharply, fully waking up.
Seeing that he was finally going to get up to wash, Sumire, having finished her breakfast milk, hurriedly released the straw to help prepare toothpaste and a towel.
Finally sending away this hateful scumbag. Although she couldn't avoid him at school, at least she wouldn't be teased at home...
...
Shuichi and Sumire rushed to school together but ended up being a little late.
An looked at him with an aggrieved face, like an abandoned dumb puppy.
"I couldn't bring lunch to Shuichi-kun yesterday at noon, you weren't there in the evening, you weren't there in the morning, and you went out to play with my sister without me."
Shuichi rubbed her little head with a doting face. "Okay, okay, my bad. But yesterday afternoon I went to Nagase-sensei's house; I felt you wouldn't be interested?"
"Mmh... to Sensei's house? Then never mind..." An indeed wasn't interested. "But I ate a lot less these two days."
Shuichi laughed, digging out a lollipop from his pocket, peeling off the wrapper, and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Is this okay? Besides, there's a lot of food at the school festival today. I'll buy whatever you want to eat, okay?"
"Mmh, mmh, mmh..." The sweet taste spread on the tip of her tongue. An was satisfied immediately, narrowing her eyes comfortably and letting him rub her head.
The little idiot was easy to coax, but Naomi, the mature sensei, wasn't so easy.
After helping his classmates set up the takoyaki stand and preparing ingredients for a while, Shuichi dumped the work on Uchida and slipped away to find Tsuki.
The two avoided the crowd and met behind the gym warehouse to discuss.
"Master ate Naomi-sensei so quickly? How long has it been?"
Tsuki, who was drinking milk, was shocked after hearing what happened after she left yesterday. The straw in her mouth almost fell out.
"Now is not the time to lament about this." Shuichi lowered his head and fiddled with the girl's translucent earlobe.
"Naomi-sensei's determination is a bit firm this time; she even blocked me on LINE. To make her change her mind and open her heart again, I need your cooperation."
"Mmh... what does the Master need me to do?"
Tsuki sucked on the straw with a slurping sound, replenishing her nutrition during a busy break. After all, the Student Council, as the organizer, was under the most pressure during the school festival today.
"The situation now is that Naomi-sensei wants me to pursue you, so I'll do as she says. Then I'll report my progress with you to her every day, and incidentally reveal your special fetishes to her bit by bit. Anyway, I'll share the specific situation with you anytime; just remember it."
Shuichi suddenly felt it was a bit messy. He was still being pursued by Haruka, although that was also a script.
"Mmh... the little maid remembers." Tsuki replied vaguely while biting the straw.
"Or maybe it's better to really stop here?" After thinking of a way to deal with it, Shuichi hesitated instead.
"Forget it; take it one step at a time. Anyway, the next step is indeed to do as she says. If she wavers... well, then there's nothing to hesitate about."
If Naomi's decision was just an impulsive one, then after leaving it for a while, the feelings in her heart would only ferment more seriously.
Just like the sage-like clarity after the act, deleting all videos and software with a wave of the hand. When worldly desires make a comeback, it will only be more maddening.
...
While Tsuki was sucking on a straw drinking milk and Shuichi was wracking his brains on how to coax Naomi, Haruka arrived.
When Shuichi came out from the gym warehouse and walked towards the takoyaki stand, halfway there, he happened to meet her.
"Why is Haruka-san here?" Seeing Haruka winking at him as soon as she arrived, Shuichi understood immediately and asked, pretending not to know.
"I heard the school festival is lively, so I came to relax." Haruka said with a smile, hands behind her back.
"Does Shuichi-kun have time to show me around? I heard Shuichi-kun's club is the Camping Club; I'm a little curious about what projects you run."
"No problem."
Shuichi didn't look around, accepted naturally, and led her to a corner of the playground.
Although Haruka said she was just here to play, along the way, she deliberately acted very curious about everything concerning the boy, asking non-stop.
She even lowered her posture, giving various praises and admiration, feeding the vanity that is most fatal to boys.
However, Shuichi wasn't very affected by these tricks. He knew long ago that she wasn't sincere and just dealt with it casually.
"What's fun in your club? Can you introduce it to me?" Finally arriving, Haruka naturally hugged Shuichi's arm and asked.
Shuichi blinked. "Our club provides camping experience services. You can pay to play in the tents."
"Oh? Tents? Won't we be disturbed?"
Haruka licked her lips playfully. Shuichi's eyebrows twitched. The tip of her tongue... that length, seriously?
"That's right." He nodded. "Someone will specially stand guard at a certain distance to prevent customers from being disturbed."
"Then... what can we play?" Haruka asked in an ambiguous tone.
"There doesn't seem to be a clear limit on this." Shuichi shook his head. "What does Haruka-san want to play?"
"Well... I am okay with anything. As long as Shuichi-kun wants, even the taste of me is fine~" Haruka lowered her voice, teasing the boy with her unique magnetic voice.
"Although what Haruka-san said is very tempting, it takes too much time. Let's do it next time."
Shuichi refused lightly. Such insincere mutual flirting had almost become a daily routine.
"Is that so? That's really a pity." Haruka sighed with a look of regret. "Shuichi-kun really suits my taste."
Shuichi shrugged. "Haruka-san also suits my taste, but it's really inconvenient today. The tent also provides board games and movie-watching equipment. Do you want to try it?"
"That's not bad either. Please arrange it, Shuichi-kun." Haruka nodded happily.
The one guarding the tents was a chubby senior from the Camping Club. He looked at Shuichi, then at the woman beside him, and was awestruck.
Giving a thumbs up, he whispered, "I understand. We're all on the same side, so no charge. The time limit is relaxed too. Is two hours enough? If not, it doesn't matter; it extends automatically."
"Sorry to trouble you, Senior, but it won't take that long." Shuichi smiled and didn't intend to explain much.
"Won't take long?" The chubby senior was a bit worried upon hearing this and patted his shoulder. "Although you're young, you should take care of your body."
"..." Shuichi was speechless. "Just sitting for a while."
"Mmh, doing it for a while." The chubby senior had a look of understanding. "Go in quickly. Don't worry, I'll guard directly at the intersection over there; no one will disturb you. But if you dirty anywhere, Shuichi, you clean it up yourself. I won't handle that."
"Fine..." Shuichi knew he couldn't explain clearly and didn't waste his breath.
Watching the chubby senior leave, only the two of them were left in the tent area. Shuichi turned to Haruka. "Please come in."
"Then I'll make myself at home."
Haruka took off her shoes and crawled into the tent. Her movements revealed some of the beautiful scenery in her loose neckline. Her clothes rippled softly, the material looking very special.
Shuichi quickly recovered, bent down, and crawled into the tent after her, then zipped up the tent casually, making it a completely enclosed space.
Haruka sat sideways on the ground with her legs together, looking at the things in the tent. Seeing him zip up, she smiled and asked in a low voice, "Did I delay Shuichi-kun's important matters?"
"No, there's nothing busy right now." Shuichi also sat cross-legged opposite her, admiring her legs and feet wrapped in stockings.
"So, your mother is here today?"
"Yeah, she's been following behind me, which is why I was holding Shuichi-kun's arm just now. Are you disappointed? It turned out to be for this reason." Haruka smiled brightly, naturally charming.
"Very disappointed. I almost fell for Haruka-san's gentleness and adoring eyes just now. Thinking about it now, it's really embarrassing."
Shuichi said this, but there was no embarrassment on his face at all.
Haruka didn't believe his words either. She reached out and picked up the tablet on the folding table, opening it casually.
"Today's performance should be enough to coax my mother for the time being. I shouldn't trouble Shuichi-kun again for a short while."
"A small matter. Haruka-san doesn't need to take it to heart. By the way, when will Haruka-san's fashion design studio open?"
Shuichi cared more about this. Once it opened, he could get ten points of belongingness and an extra 100,000 yen in monthly salary.
"This week should be fine. I've recovered some form. Shuichi-kun's clothes have also been designed, just waiting to be made. You can look forward to it a little."
Haruka seemed very interested in the content on the tablet, watching with relish.
"That's perfect. I'm placing another order. This time it's paid; I plan to give them as gifts." Shuichi said, taking out his phone to check the time.
"Oh? Taking care of my business so much?" Haruka looked up. "How many clothes do you want to order?"
"Mmh..." Shuichi pondered and calculated. "Eight pieces. I'll send you some of the measurements later, and for the others, I'll bring them directly to the store for you to measure. We can discuss the specific types of clothing in detail later."
Haruka nodded thoughtfully and gave him a deep look.
"Eight pieces, different sizes... It seems Shuichi-kun is really popular."
"Will Haruka-san think I'm bad?" Shuichi admitted frankly without hiding.
Haruka just chuckled and shook her head. "It won't be worse than an ominous person like me who brings bad luck to husbands. At least they won't encounter inexplicable misfortune."
"I won't say comforting words; they're too pale. But Haruka-san doesn't need to shoulder all the blame. This isn't something you should bear." Shuichi didn't know what to say.
"Let's not talk about me. Shuichi-kun should take care of your body." Haruka remembered the boy holding a thermos and couldn't help but smile.
"...I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Haruka-san." Shuichi had black lines all over his head.
Seeing his embarrassed look, Haruka covered her mouth and laughed happily. Then she clicked on a video on the tablet, and immediately a burst of moaning sounds came out.
Shuichi was stunned for a moment, then realized. So his club actually provided services for couples to watch adult videos together?
But judging from the chubby senior's meaning just now, ordinary customers probably couldn't really do anything here, just hugging and watching videos.
At most kissing and touching.
Playing the adult video wasn't enough; Haruka took out a small object from her pocket, shook it, and asked, "Shuichi-kun shouldn't mind, right? I've been holding it in the whole way."
"Uh... please go ahead." What else could Shuichi say?
Seeing him finally embarrassed, Haruka couldn't help smiling. She turned away slightly and reached her hand towards her skirt waistband.
Soon, a buzzing sound rang out.
Shuichi saw her let out a long sigh of relief as if recovering from a serious illness, gently rubbing her legs wrapped in stockings, a relaxed and comfortable expression on her face.
He had just relaxed twice in the morning, and now facing this scene, Shuichi was forced to be energized again. Sigh, it's too difficult.
R18
A scorching bead of sweat trickled down Naomi's side profile, slid to her collarbone, and continued downwards along her curves.
Finally, it landed on Shuichi's chest, bringing him back to his senses.
Propped up on Shuichi's chest, Naomi's body was still trembling slightly. She stroked his face lovingly, as if she couldn't get enough of looking at him. "Are you happy?"
Without waiting for his answer, she collapsed exhaustedly into his embrace, panting, and whispered in his ear, "Forgive Sensei's greed..."
Shuichi wanted to hear the rest of the sentence clearly, but whether it was because he was too sleepy or Naomi was just mouthing the words, he didn't catch it.
Anyway, he didn't hear it.
After catching her breath slightly, Naomi struggled to get up. She gently and carefully tidied him up and covered him with the quilt.
Finally, a kiss.
Reluctantly holding her underwear, she left with faltering steps.
...
When he woke up again, it was already broad daylight. Shuichi rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit dazed. What happened last night felt like a dream.
Did it really happen?
Just as he was thinking, he saw Sumire tiptoeing across the living room, seemingly trying to sneak out, so he immediately spoke up.
"Stop."
Sumire froze, turned around with difficulty, and made a bitter face. "Why did you have to wake up just now? I was only a few steps away from the entrance..."
"Come here." Shuichi was already skilled at giving orders.
Sumire walked coyly to the sofa and stood there, fidgeting uncomfortably with her clothes. "There's not much time left; class is about to start."
"It's the school festival today; what class?" Shuichi reached out and pulled her. "Did you have breakfast?"
"No, no, I planned to grab something to eat while walking around the festival in the morning." Sumire found it strange. Why was he suddenly so concerned about her?
"You can't skip breakfast. At least drink this breakfast milk before you go; I've even prepared the straw for you." Shuichi pulled her directly onto the sofa signaling her toward his morning wood.
"Also, don't forget your promise. Help me change first."
"Again? Aren't you afraid Naomi will find out?"
Sumire complained, but she didn't resist as much as before. She even felt that being ordered around like a maid wasn't so hard to accept.
As long as he could help her get closer to Ichika, these necessary costs were nothing.
"You sleepyhead are about to leave; Naomi-sensei must have left long ago."
Seeing that although she complained, her movements weren't sluggish and she obediently squatted by the sofa, Shuichi didn't bully her further, just patted her hair.
"Oh..." Sumire, used to being put down, nodded and responded perfunctorily.
"Did you peek again last night?" Shuichi breathed a sigh of relief as she started working on his hard cock, casually picking up his phone that had been stuffed into the sofa gap.
"Mmh..." Sumire nodded hesitantly, replying with a stammer, a bit embarrassed to admit it.
"So it wasn't a dream..."
Shuichi murmured as he turned on his phone, then saw a message from Naomi.
[I've given you everything of me; there's nothing more for Shuichi-kun to look forward to. So... let's end this here, okay?
Now that I've moved out, I won't be depressed anymore, and Shuichi-kun doesn't need to comfort me. Listen to Sensei and go welcome your own romance properly.
Sensei won't be wrong; the Student Council President is very interested in you. As long as Shuichi-kun pursues her bravely, you will definitely find love that can truly blossom. Sensei will silently bless you...]
After reading the message, Shuichi sighed. "Another 'last time'? From the beginning until now, it's like this every time. Naomi-sensei is really conflicted enough."
Sumire seemed to agree with this very much, nodding vigorously.
"But this time it does feel a bit different..."
Remembering Naomi's expression and madness last night, Shuichi felt she was more determined this time than before, which would probably be slightly difficult to handle.
But it might not be that serious. After all, for some things, there are only zero times and infinite times. "The last time" or "let's end this here" are often just flags.
He poked Sumire's dimple, which she had learned without a teacher. "What do you think I should do? Really do as she says, pretend to pursue the President to relax her vigilance? Is that feasible?"
"Mmh..." Sumire nodded heavily.
"You think so too? Then let's do that. Relationship counseling, mental health, and so on are also the duties of her, right?"
Sumire nodded so much that her glasses almost fell off, and she quickly adjusted them with her hand.
"You're too perfunctory. Don't just nod; say something." Shuichi unhappily reached his hand into the collar of her loose sportswear.
Unexpectedly, he felt a band-aid.
Shuichi raised an eyebrow immediately. It seemed Sumire quite liked the President's gift.
As time passed, the morning sun became brighter. Shuichi stretched, straightened his hips, elongated his body, stiffened for a moment, and then exhaled sharply, fully waking up.
Seeing that he was finally going to get up to wash, Sumire, having finished her breakfast milk, hurriedly released the straw to help prepare toothpaste and a towel.
Finally sending away this hateful scumbag. Although she couldn't avoid him at school, at least she wouldn't be teased at home...
...
Shuichi and Sumire rushed to school together but ended up being a little late.
An looked at him with an aggrieved face, like an abandoned dumb puppy.
"I couldn't bring lunch to Shuichi-kun yesterday at noon, you weren't there in the evening, you weren't there in the morning, and you went out to play with my sister without me."
Shuichi rubbed her little head with a doting face. "Okay, okay, my bad. But yesterday afternoon I went to Nagase-sensei's house; I felt you wouldn't be interested?"
"Mmh... to Sensei's house? Then never mind..." An indeed wasn't interested. "But I ate a lot less these two days."
Shuichi laughed, digging out a lollipop from his pocket, peeling off the wrapper, and stuffing it into her mouth.
"Is this okay? Besides, there's a lot of food at the school festival today. I'll buy whatever you want to eat, okay?"
"Mmh, mmh, mmh..." The sweet taste spread on the tip of her tongue. An was satisfied immediately, narrowing her eyes comfortably and letting him rub her head.
The little idiot was easy to coax, but Naomi, the mature sensei, wasn't so easy.
After helping his classmates set up the takoyaki stand and preparing ingredients for a while, Shuichi dumped the work on Uchida and slipped away to find Tsuki.
The two avoided the crowd and met behind the gym warehouse to discuss.
"Master ate Naomi-sensei so quickly? How long has it been?"
Tsuki, who was sucking his cock, was shocked after hearing what happened after she left yesterday. The cock in her mouth almost fell out.
"Now is not the time to lament about this." Shuichi lowered his head and fiddled with the girl's translucent earlobe.
"Naomi-sensei's determination is a bit firm this time; she even blocked me on LINE. To make her change her mind and open her heart again, I need your cooperation."
"Mmh... what does the Master need me to do?"
Tsuki sucked on the cock with a slurping sound, replenishing her nutrition during a busy break. After all, the Student Council, as the organizer, was under the most pressure during the school festival today.
"The situation now is that Naomi-sensei wants me to pursue you, so I'll do as she says. Then I'll report my progress with you to her every day, and incidentally reveal your special fetishes to her bit by bit. Anyway, I'll share the specific situation with you anytime; just remember it."
Shuichi suddenly felt it was a bit messy. He was still being pursued by Haruka, although that was also a script.
"Mmh... the little maid remembers." Tsuki replied vaguely while biting the cock.
"Or maybe it's better to really stop here?" After thinking of a way to deal with it, Shuichi hesitated instead.
"Forget it; take it one step at a time. Anyway, the next step is indeed to do as she says. If she wavers... well, then there's nothing to hesitate about."
If Naomi's decision was just an impulsive one, then after leaving it for a while, the feelings in her heart would only ferment more seriously.
Just like the sage-like clarity after the act, deleting all videos and software with a wave of the hand. When worldly desires make a comeback, it will only be more maddening.
...
While Tsuki was sucking on his cock and Shuichi was wracking his brains on how to coax Naomi, Haruka arrived.
When Shuichi came out from the gym warehouse and walked towards the takoyaki stand, halfway there, he happened to meet her.
"Why is Haruka-san here?" Seeing Haruka winking at him as soon as she arrived, Shuichi understood immediately and asked, pretending not to know.
"I heard the school festival is lively, so I came to relax." Haruka said with a smile, hands behind her back.
"Does Shuichi-kun have time to show me around? I heard Shuichi-kun's club is the Camping Club; I'm a little curious about what projects you run."
"No problem."
Shuichi didn't look around, accepted naturally, and led her to a corner of the playground.
Although Haruka said she was just here to play, along the way, she deliberately acted very curious about everything concerning the boy, asking non-stop.
She even lowered her posture, giving various praises and admiration, feeding the vanity that is most fatal to boys.
However, Shuichi wasn't very affected by these tricks. He knew long ago that she wasn't sincere and just dealt with it casually.
"What's fun in your club? Can you introduce it to me?" Finally arriving, Haruka naturally hugged Shuichi's arm and asked.
Shuichi blinked. "Our club provides camping experience services. You can pay to play in the tents."
"Oh? Tents? Won't we be disturbed?"
Haruka licked her lips playfully. Shuichi's eyebrows twitched. The tip of her tongue... that length, seriously?
"That's right." He nodded. "Someone will specially stand guard at a certain distance to prevent customers from being disturbed."
"Then... what can we play?" Haruka asked in an ambiguous tone.
"There doesn't seem to be a clear limit on this." Shuichi shook his head. "What does Haruka-san want to play?"
"Well... I am okay with anything. As long as Shuichi-kun wants, even the taste of me is fine~" Haruka lowered her voice, teasing the boy with her unique magnetic voice.
"Although what Haruka-san said is very tempting, it takes too much time. Let's do it next time."
Shuichi refused lightly. Such insincere mutual flirting had almost become a daily routine.
"Is that so? That's really a pity." Haruka sighed with a look of regret. "Shuichi-kun really suits my taste."
Shuichi shrugged. "Haruka-san also suits my taste, but it's really inconvenient today. The tent also provides board games and movie-watching equipment. Do you want to try it?"
"That's not bad either. Please arrange it, Shuichi-kun." Haruka nodded happily.
The one guarding the tents was a chubby senior from the Camping Club. He looked at Shuichi, then at the woman beside him, and was awestruck.
Giving a thumbs up, he whispered, "I understand. We're all on the same side, so no charge. The time limit is relaxed too. Is two hours enough? If not, it doesn't matter; it extends automatically."
"Sorry to trouble you, Senior, but it won't take that long." Shuichi smiled and didn't intend to explain much.
"Won't take long?" The chubby senior was a bit worried upon hearing this and patted his shoulder. "Although you're young, you should take care of your body."
"..." Shuichi was speechless. "Just sitting for a while."
"Mmh, doing it for a while." The chubby senior had a look of understanding. "Go in quickly. Don't worry, I'll guard directly at the intersection over there; no one will disturb you. But if you dirty anywhere, Shuichi, you clean it up yourself. I won't handle that."
"Fine..." Shuichi knew he couldn't explain clearly and didn't waste his breath.
Watching the chubby senior leave, only the two of them were left in the tent area. Shuichi turned to Haruka. "Please come in."
"Then I'll make myself at home."
Haruka took off her shoes and crawled into the tent. Her movements revealed some of the beautiful scenery in her loose neckline. Her clothes rippled softly, the material looking very special.
Shuichi quickly recovered, bent down, and crawled into the tent after her, then zipped up the tent casually, making it a completely enclosed space.
Haruka sat sideways on the ground with her legs together, looking at the things in the tent. Seeing him zip up, she smiled and asked in a low voice, "Did I delay Shuichi-kun's important matters?"
"No, there's nothing busy right now." Shuichi also sat cross-legged opposite her, admiring her legs and feet wrapped in stockings.
"So, your mother is here today?"
"Yeah, she's been following behind me, which is why I was holding Shuichi-kun's arm just now. Are you disappointed? It turned out to be for this reason." Haruka smiled brightly, naturally charming.
"Very disappointed. I almost fell for Haruka-san's gentleness and adoring eyes just now. Thinking about it now, it's really embarrassing."
Shuichi said this, but there was no embarrassment on his face at all.
Haruka didn't believe his words either. She reached out and picked up the tablet on the folding table, opening it casually.
"Today's performance should be enough to coax my mother for the time being. I shouldn't trouble Shuichi-kun again for a short while."
"A small matter. Haruka-san doesn't need to take it to heart. By the way, when will Haruka-san's fashion design studio open?"
Shuichi cared more about this. Once it opened, he could get ten points of belongingness and an extra 100,000 yen in monthly salary.
"This week should be fine. I've recovered some form. Shuichi-kun's clothes have also been designed, just waiting to be made. You can look forward to it a little."
Haruka seemed very interested in the content on the tablet, watching with relish.
"That's perfect. I'm placing another order. This time it's paid; I plan to give them as gifts." Shuichi said, taking out his phone to check the time.
"Oh? Taking care of my business so much?" Haruka looked up. "How many clothes do you want to order?"
"Mmh..." Shuichi pondered and calculated. "Eight pieces. I'll send you some of the measurements later, and for the others, I'll bring them directly to the store for you to measure. We can discuss the specific types of clothing in detail later."
Haruka nodded thoughtfully and gave him a deep look.
"Eight pieces, different sizes... It seems Shuichi-kun is really popular."
"Will Haruka-san think I'm bad?" Shuichi admitted frankly without hiding.
Haruka just chuckled and shook her head. "It won't be worse than an ominous person like me who brings bad luck to husbands. At least they won't encounter inexplicable misfortune."
"I won't say comforting words; they're too pale. But Haruka-san doesn't need to shoulder all the blame. This isn't something you should bear." Shuichi didn't know what to say.
"Let's not talk about me. Shuichi-kun should take care of your body." Haruka remembered the boy holding a thermos and couldn't help but smile.
"...I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Haruka-san." Shuichi had black lines all over his head.
Seeing his embarrassed look, Haruka covered her mouth and laughed happily. Then she clicked on a video on the tablet, and immediately a burst of moaning sounds came out.
Shuichi was stunned for a moment, then realized. So his club actually provided services for couples to watch adult videos together?
But judging from the chubby senior's meaning just now, ordinary customers probably couldn't really do anything here, just hugging and watching videos.
At most kissing and touching.
Playing the adult video wasn't enough; Haruka took out a small object from her pocket, shook it, and asked, "Shuichi-kun shouldn't mind, right? I've been holding it in the whole way."
"Uh... please go ahead." What else could Shuichi say?
Seeing him finally embarrassed, Haruka couldn't help smiling. She turned away slightly and reached her hand towards her skirt waistband.
Soon, a buzzing sound rang out.
Shuichi saw her let out a long sigh of relief as if recovering from a serious illness, gently rubbing her legs wrapped in stockings, a relaxed and comfortable expression on her face.
He had just came twice in the morning, and now facing this scene, Shuichi was forced to be energized again. Sigh, it's too difficult.
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