Sasaki Fuyumi was a bit stunned. He instinctively glanced around and noticed a black sedan parked not too far away. That was probably Yuki Rei's husband's car.
The system prompt mentioned that Tanaka Yu was currently hiding in that car, eagerly waiting for him to make contact with his wife. What's more, the guy was actually happy about it.
Why?
Sasaki Fuyumi couldn't understand it. Normally, as a man, if your wife was injured, you wouldn't just leave her be and wait for some other guy to help her out. That was practically handing someone a golden opportunity to NTR you.
Then a possibility suddenly struck Sasaki Fuyumi, and his expression turned strange. Was this that legendary honeytrap scam?
Yuki Rei pretends to be injured to lure in prey, while her husband hides in the car, and he's the target they've set their sights on?
But that didn't fit either. The system wouldn't warn him about something like that for no reason. And he was just an ordinary student, nothing worth exploiting. Was there some other hidden angle here?
His mind raced, but in the end, he decided to trust the system.
He walked over and asked, "Yuki-nee, did you hurt your foot? Need any help?"
Yuki Rei looked at him, hesitated for a moment, then said with a hint of embarrassment, "If it's not too much trouble, Fuyumi-kun. I twisted my ankle. Could you help me back home?"
Her voice was soft and gentle, like the soothing murmur of a spring, seeping into the heart.
Sasaki Fuyumi nodded and reached out to support her by the arm.
Yuki Rei's body gave a slight shudder, but she leaned into him, pressing half of herself against him.
Sasaki Fuyumi was a bit surprised. You couldn't tell from looking, but Yuki Rei's figure was surprisingly voluptuous. Her body felt like a ball of cotton, soft to the touch with a wonderful, pliable sensation. But her action of leaning in like that... was it intentional?
"Fuyumi-kun, my injury's pretty bad. I'm sorry to put you through this," Yuki Rei apologized. Her body trembled slightly, whether from nervousness or fear, he couldn't tell.
"No trouble at all, Yuki-nee. Let's go."
Sasaki Fuyumi kept his composure, suppressing the strange feeling inside him, and supported Yuki Rei by the arm as they walked into the residential complex.
He decided to see what scheme the couple was really cooking up. If they were trying to make a fool out of him, then don't blame him for playing hardball.
Feeling the plump softness of the woman beside him, a flicker of heat passed through Sasaki Fuyumi's mind.
They arrived at the elevator. Sasaki Fuyumi supported Yuki Rei with one hand while reaching out with the other to press the button. Turning his head, he noticed her chest heaving slightly as she panted, her face flushed.
A strange look flickered in Sasaki Fuyumi's eyes. Pretending not to notice, he asked, "Yuki-nee, are you tired?"
Yuki Rei paused, then looked down, embarrassed. "A little, I guess. It's hard walking with just one foot."
Sasaki Fuyumi tested the waters. "Maybe you could put your hand on my shoulder?"
Yuki Rei hesitated. "Wouldn't that be too much trouble for Fuyumi-kun?"
Seeing that she wasn't actually against the idea, Sasaki Fuyumi grew more convinced something was off. But on the surface, he just smiled and said, "Not at all. Yuki-nee isn't heavy. Besides, we'll take the elevator straight up, it's not far."
Yuki Rei bit her lower lip, then beamed a charming smile. "Then I'll trouble Fuyumi-kun."
With that, she placed her hand on his shoulder, but since Sasaki Fuyumi was taller than her, the position was a bit awkward.
Yuki Rei gritted her teeth, her face reddening as she said, "Fuyumi-kun, how about... you put your arm around my waist? It'll be easier to walk that way."
"That wouldn't be right. What if Yu-san sees? He might get the wrong idea..."
Sasaki Fuyumi acted as if he was shocked, putting on a shy and hesitant act.
Yuki Rei looked at his embarrassed expression, paused for a moment, then suddenly giggled softly. "Fuyumi-kun, you're worried about that? Don't worry, Yu-san isn't that petty. Besides, I can't really walk properly right now. If you don't hold my waist, it'll be really tiring for you."
As she spoke, a strange glint flashed in her eyes.
"Well, in that case..." Sasaki Fuyumi's expression showed a struggle, then he said with a guilty conscience, "Alright then. But Yuki-nee, please don't tell Yu-san. What if he gets jealous?"
He played the part of a total newbie perfectly, blushing as he spoke. Then, steeling himself, he reached out and put his arm around Yuki Rei's waist. The moment he touched her, he felt her waist was as slender as a willow branch, so small he could almost encircle it with just his hand.
Sasaki Fuyumi was amazed. 'Damn, that's a thin waist.'
And Yuki Rei, feeling the boy's arm encircling her slender waist, felt a heat in her heart. Her body inexplicably went weak. She let out a soft breath as she looked at Sasaki Fuyumi before her. A hint of dazedness flickered in her eyes, and she couldn't help but lean closer to him.
Sasaki Fuyumi noticed her pressing tighter against him and couldn't resist pulling her even closer.
….
Just then, the elevator doors opened. Sasaki Fuyumi, arm around Yuki Rei, stepped inside. Yuki Rei nestled against his chest like a demure young wife, her flushed face filled with shyness.
In the instant the elevator doors closed, Sasaki Fuyumi caught a glimpse of Tanaka Yu's figure in the distance, hiding in a concealed spot, secretly watching him engage in this ambiguous contact with his wife.
Sasaki Fuyumi's thoughts were in a bit of disarray. This development was truly unexpected. He couldn't figure out what this couple's goal really was.
Soon, the elevator stopped. Sasaki Fuyumi snapped back to reality. Looking down at Yuki Rei, who lay weakly nestled in his arms, he sighed inwardly and helped her out of the elevator.
They arrived at Yuki Rei's door. She opened it, and they entered.
Sasaki Fuyumi guided Yuki Rei to the sofa. "Yuki-nee, we're home. You should sit down first."
Yuki Rei opened her eyes, a look of intoxication in them. Seeing her familiar surroundings, she quickly regained her clarity. Her pretty face flushed as she carefully sat down, looking at Sasaki Fuyumi gratefully. "Fuyumi-kun, thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done without you."
"It's only right. We're neighbors, after all. Oh, by the way, Yuki-nee, your foot... is it okay? Want to take off your shoe and check it?" Sasaki Fuyumi asked, pointing at her foot.
Yuki Rei pulled her foot back slightly and smiled. "It should be fine. It'll be okay once I put some medicine on it."
Sasaki Fuyumi silently withdrew his hand. She hadn't even noticed that he wasn't pointing at her supposedly injured foot. So much for that injury—clearly faked.
"Well, I'll head back now. See you later, Yuki-nee." Giving her a meaningful glance, he pretended everything was normal, said his goodbyes, and left her apartment.
As soon as the door closed, Yuki Rei, who had seemed perfectly natural just a moment ago, suddenly blushed all the way to her ears. As if she had done something immoral, she covered her burning cheeks with both hands in embarrassment.
Just then, she heard the door open. Yuki Rei lowered her hands and looked over. Seeing it was Tanaka Yu who had returned, a flicker of disgust appeared in her eyes. Her pretty face immediately turned cold, and she remained silent.
Tanaka Yu, seemingly oblivious to her anger, walked right up to her and asked eagerly, "Rei-chan, what do you think of Fuyumi-kun? Do you like him?"
Hearing this, Yuki Rei's pretty face flushed. She recalled the intimate contact with that boy just now—the scorching feeling, the strong masculine scent—it all still felt so close. Remembering it now, her body still felt a little weak.