Because he had been kept occupied by the sexually frustrated teacher Tohka for most of the afternoon, it was already quite late when they returned from shopping at the mall. It was almost evening by the time Kazuma finally arrived at Honami Aihara's place for their appointment.
The caretaker's room was very clean. The decoration wasn't extravagant, but rather simple and refreshing. Kazuma had been here once before, so he was already familiar with the place and easily found his way around.
"Kazuma-kun, welcome."
Honami Aihara wasn't upset about having to wait so long. When Kazuma arrived, she had already brought out several dishes, apparently cooked by herself.
"I just finished preparing some food. Let's eat together, and have a few drinks with me while we're at it."
"You're clearly a pure and innocent idol, yet you enjoy drinking," Kazuma said with amusement as he put on his slippers. "Wouldn't that ruin your image?"
"What's wrong with having a drink now that I'm an adult? It's perfectly normal," Honami Aihara waved dismissively before suddenly pinching Kazuma's cheek with a teasing smile.
"Even though Kazuma-kun is still underage, it's fine to secretly have a little~. I won't tell anyone."
Kazuma sat cross-legged at the low table, looked at the food spread out before him, and asked curiously,
"You didn't invite me here just for dinner, did you? Didn't you say you had something to talk about?"
The smile on Honami Aihara's face immediately faded, and a complicated expression appeared. She opened a bottle and poured herself a drink, frowning slightly as if trying to figure out where to begin.
"That day... after you left, the police came to see us."
She was referring to the incident when Kazuma and Rurikawa Tsubaki killed the supervisor.
"Oh, that? It seems Miss Honami didn't reveal our identities. She's quite reliable."
Kazuma noticed that Honami Aihara's expression was rather unnatural.
"But she still seems to be suffering from some psychological trauma?"
"Of course I'd be scared after experiencing something like that."
Honami Aihara took a sip of alcohol.
"Witnessing people being killed right in front of me was terrifying. As for keeping your secret, it didn't really matter. The police didn't seem particularly serious about the investigation. They just asked a few questions and let me go."
"The truth is, I'm not trying to pursue the matter. Everything that happened over the last few days, including the terrorist attacks afterward, has shocked me deeply. I not only witnessed people being killed with guns, but also saw the horrific scenes of those attacks on television."
Naturally, Honami Aihara knew that Kazuma was responsible.
"Oh?"
Kazuma raised his eyebrows playfully.
"If you're scared, then why come to me? Aren't you afraid I'll do something? Especially when we're alone together?"
It was just the two of them in Honami Aihara's house.
"Right now, even if I did something, nobody would know."
Faced with Kazuma's strange smile, Honami Aihara's heart skipped a beat. Nervously swallowing, she forced out a smile.
"I trust you, Kazuma-kun. You wouldn't do that... You wouldn't hurt me, right?"
She shrugged and asked timidly.
Her appearance looked rather cute, causing Kazuma to grin.
"No."
Before she could relax, the boy added:
"But the way you're acting right now makes me want to tease you a little."
"W-What?"
Honami Aihara's cheeks immediately reddened.
Kazuma's words always sounded somewhat like bullying to her. She didn't know whether her blush was caused by alcohol or embarrassment.
"Don't say things that make people nervous."
Honami Aihara shot him a reproachful glance.
"Kazuma-kun, you really are... But you've changed so much compared to back then."
"Oh? How so?"
"Back then, you gave off such a terrifying aura. My legs nearly gave out from fear. You looked like a horrifying killer."
"But now, you're just like an ordinary younger brother."
After saying that, she tilted her head and smiled, her rosy lips curving upward.
"Though you're still a younger brother who's a womanizer."
"Not only do you already have the beautiful Mifuyu Yukino, but you even brought another beautiful woman with you. Plus Saki Yoshida and Yumenoki Seika. Their relationships with you must be quite special, right?"
"Kazuma, you're such a womanizer."
Honami Aihara muttered to herself while taking another sip of sake.
"This is nothing. I have plenty of women at school."
Kazuma snorted proudly.
"You're too inexperienced. What you've seen so far is only the tip of the iceberg."
Honami Aihara stared at him speechlessly. Her eyes had already become slightly hazy from the alcohol.
"You really are something..."
"Kazuma-kun, do you really have that many women? And you even arranged their rooms right next to each other? Aren't you afraid they'll fight?"
"You're really bold..."
"Of course not."
Kazuma shrugged.
"I'm not hiding anything. They all know about each other. So what if their rooms are next to one another?"
Honami Aihara clicked her tongue. Her feelings became increasingly complicated. Already somewhat drunk, she slowly leaned toward Kazuma.
"So... Yumenoki Seika and you also have that kind of relationship?"
She moved closer to him, the scent of alcohol mixed with her feminine fragrance drifting toward him.
"I can tell that Miss Yumenoki Seika treats you very differently. Even though the newspapers say she's dated many men, I know she's not that kind of woman."
Kazuma put down his cup and merely smiled without answering, but his attitude itself was already an answer.
Honami Aihara had already moved right in front of him and grabbed his shoulders.
"But I can understand. I've heard about it. The place where the terrorist attack occurred was supposedly an underground brothel catering to wealthy people. Idols who end up there usually suffer tragic fates..."
Hearing that, Honami Aihara was convinced that Kazuma had done all of it for Yumenoki Seika.
"To go to such lengths for Miss Seika... no wonder she's so devoted to you."
Kazuma thought to himself:
Although Yumenoki Seika was indeed one of the reasons, the main purpose was to take revenge on the Boeyman family.
Unaware of his thoughts, Honami Aihara spoke with a hint of envy.
"I really admire Yumenoki Seika."
"I heard that Miss Seika has already returned to the entertainment industry, and her reputation among fans has recovered considerably."
"Not just Seika, but Miss Mifuyu Yukino and the others as well."
"And that Miss Tohka from earlier..."
She looked at Kazuma with complicated emotions.
"No wonder you have so many girls around you, Kazuma-kun."
"They're all willing to stay by your side."
That's not wrong. They were willing to be with Kazuma and wouldn't get angry no matter how much Kazuma misbehaved, mainly because of the wish list. Yumenoki Seika's wish list wasn't finished yet, but it was almost done.
That idol is not far from falling for him.
Honami Aihara was already drunk. She leaned against Kazuma, her cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed over as she looked at Kazuma's face. She pinched it with her hand, "Hmph, looking closely, Kazuma-kun, you're still quite handsome. Oshima Kazuya is far inferior to you."
"Ever since Miss Yukino moved in, he has been obsessed with her, but I think he has no chance at all, and he is not even qualified to be your opponent." Honami Aihara seemed unaware that her full and soft body was pressed against Kazuma's body. Her body, which was limp from being drunk, was almost pressed against him.
The girl's fragrance mingled with the smell of alcohol, rubbing against him, making him a little uncomfortable. "Are you drunk?"
"No... I'm perfectly sober now," Honami Aihara tilted her head. "Kazuma-kun, let's keep drinking, oh dear."
She was indeed drunk, and she couldn't even hold the glass properly. Kazuma caught it with quick reflexes and supported her with his other hand. However, this was a bit unfortunate, as Kazuma's hand happened to pass under the girl's armpit and, while holding her body he touched that soft breast from the edge.
Honami Aihara also sensed something was wrong with her, but she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she glared at him and said, "Kazuma-kun, are you taking advantage of me?"
"You pounced on me yourself," Kazuma said with a sidelong glance.
"Miss Honami, you threw yourself into my arms."
"No, I just didn't sit properly, ugh," she huffed angrily, grabbing Kazuma's hand, but instead of shaking it off, she pulled Kazuma's hand, which was resting on the edge, and pressed it firmly against her full chest. "You bad pervert, you haven't even touched me with your mouth, Kazuma-nii."
Kazuma: ? ? ?
"You naughty little brother, I'm going to punish you," she said, pressing down on Kazuma's hand while she lowered her other hand and grabbed the sensitive area between his legs. "You're touching me like this, so I'll touch yours too... Ouch!!"
She was stunned the moment she lowered her hand. Her pupils dilated and her consciousness cleared a little. It was so big! How could it be so big?
This... can a man's... thing really be that exaggerated? He's just a 16-year-old high school student!!
Kazuma also gasped. This idol must be drunk, right? He's already starting to get handsy.
Honami Aihara's eyes suddenly became a little dazed, and she bit her lip. "Kazuma-kun, the person I like is Kazuya-nii. I clearly like him, but I don't know why, but you touch me so comfortably. It's so strange, really so strange."
The innocent idol pressed that hand forcefully into her chest, "It's like there's some kind of magic." "Kazuya-nii, I'm sorry."
Honami Aihara said sorry, but her hands didn't stop. She gripped the bulge tightly in her hand and felt the intense heat emanating from it, as if it were about to burn her hand. Honami Aihara's heart was pounding. Taking advantage of her drunkenness, she pressed herself completely against Kazuma while caressing his sensitive area.
"I'm acting so strange, Kazuma kun. You must have done something to me, right?"
"Miss Honami, you're the one taking advantage of me."
"I don't care, it was you who did it. You... you rub it harder, and in exchange, I...I can help you too."
Since it was Honami's wish, and with his desire further stirred by her caressing him, Kazuma decided to act. He was not a vegetarian who would refuse meat.
He suddenly pulled Honami Aihara into his arms and captured her wet, cherry-red lips in a kiss.
"Mmm."
Honami moaned. She was surprised at first; it was her first kiss, but she was quickly immersed in the pleasurable sensation and closed her eyes.
Her hand slipped inside Kazuma's pants and she grabbed a long, hot rod and began to stroke it up and down.
Kazuma devoured her lips, his tongue circling hers, sipping her sweet saliva as his hand pressed firmly against her soft, full breasts, squeezing them.
"Mmm~~n."
Electric shocks coursed through Honami Aihara's body. The innocent idol had never experienced sensations like these before. Her eyes grew even more blurry, and her thighs rubbed together.
Her body grew hotter, and fueled by the alcohol, her inexperienced hand moved boldly inside Kazuma's pants. Her slender, soft fingers wrapped tightly around his erect cock, her silky skin gliding around it as her hand moved in circular motions, trying to extract semen from his testicles.
She applied firm pressure, making Kazuma's breathing erratic.
After a few moments of kissing and squeezing her breasts, Kazuma pulled away and freed her lips. Her small pink tongue hung from her mouth, still twirling in circles as if still immersed in the kiss or searching for his tongue to intertwine with.
Whoa...woof.
After a few seconds, Honami's eyes regained some clarity.
"Kazuma-kun."
"Honame-san, I feel uncomfortable and it's all because of you. You have to take responsibility and soothe me with your body."
"Ah. This."
When she noticed his displeased expression and the swelling that threatened to tear his pants, Honami Aihara swallowed her words.
"Okay, I understand."
Honami Aihara dropped to her knees and pulled down his pants. The moment she pulled down his pants, freeing his long, hot cock from its restraints, it slapped her cheek hard with a wet sound, leaving a mark on her cheek.
Honami didn't care about the slap and focused her gaze on the size of the cock in front of her.
What a terrifying size. Could my small mouth fit it inside?
Won't it tear me apart?
Despite these thoughts, she felt a kind of arousal inside and swallowed hard.
She didn't know what was happening to her, but just looking at his cock and smelling it seemed to be activating some primal instincts or something obscene lurking inside her.
She leaned down and pressed her full, red lips against the head of his cock. Her lips parted slowly to accommodate its enormous size.
His cock slid into her wet, slippery mouth.
"Julk~~ Aghn~~" Honami Aihara choked as she felt Kazuma's cock reach deep into her throat, with a distinct swelling extending along the thin skin as it advanced further and further.
The moment the base of the cock touched her chin, Honami Aihara recoiled, and the cock, wet with her saliva, was pulled from the idol's throat.
Honami Aihara, whom some consider to have a golden voice because of her wonderful singing, began to move her head back and forth, using her lips, tongue, and throat to please Kazuma.
Kazuma stroked her hair, then his hands slid down and he grasped her swaying breasts, beginning to play with them and squeeze them while enjoying the mouth and throat of this famous idol enveloping his cock.
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As night fell, Oshima Kazuya, a salaryman who had just finished get off work, returned to his apartment. Seeing the light on in Honami Aihara's room, his eyes lit up. "Honami-chan is finally back?"
He wanted to knock on the door, but then he thought that Honami Aihara had just returned and might be very tired, so he decided not to disturb her.
Oshima Kazuya, turning and leaving, was unaware of what was happening inside the room. The innocent idol, Honami Aihara, was completely entranced, her head buried in Kazuma's crotch...
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