'It isn't too late yet. At least, ahead of me, there is only Miura-san.'
'If I hesitate any longer, in a few days, I might not even make the top five, perhaps not even seventh, eighth, or eleventh.'
'Moreover even if Miura-san gets ahead of me, we haven't really married Kaito-kun yet.'
'That seat is still undecided. In the end, who will win is still unknown.'
Soyo didn't think she would lose to anyone else.
Determined in her heart, the girl suppressed her internal bitterness and quietly asked, "Between you two how far have you gone?"
Kaito hesitated for a moment. Since he'd decided to be honest, he didn't hide it, "Everything."
'Even the first bath I have been dreaming about has already been drunk?'
Soyo's heart ached, as if an arrow pierced through her chest.
'In a place I can't see, Kaito-kun has been stepped on and ridden by that naturally evil blonde bad woman all along?'
Seeing the girl stay silent for a long time, Kaito wasn't surprised, "If you can't accept it, we can treat what happened today as if it never occurred. We're still friends."
'Friends?'
'After coming this far, how can I possibly be content returning to just being friends!'
"I can not care about anything. But", Soyo lifted her head and spoke word by word, "No matter what you've done with Miura-san, I want to do it all with you too, completely, without the slightest reservation!"
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Chapter 141: Nagasaki Soyo's Great Success
The girl's burning emotions were like a flame, blooming before his eyes.
Those azure blue pupils carried a determination that pressed forward without hesitation, gazing up at him without blinking.
The air was silent for a few seconds, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.
Kaito slowly lowered his head, the faint scent of grass and wood drew closer and closer, surrounding Soyo.
The brown-haired girl subconsciously closed her eyes.
After a while.
Kaito lifted his head, gazing into her eyes that seemed to brim with spring water, and softly said, "How does it feel?"
Her tender slender waist seemed soft as if boneless, Soyo's gaze was hazy, the warm yellow light of the bathroom fell into her eyes, as if adorned with sparkling teardrops.
The girl's long eyelashes quivered slightly, her ivory-fair cheeks were tinged with a blush like rouge, and after hesitating a bit, she said very softly, "Too fast"
"Hmm?"
"I didn't even have time to properly feel it."
"So?"
"One more time!"
The eager-to-learn student Nagasaki Soyo sends you a request for supplementary lessons.
What follows is a long hands-on practice session.
[Next Day, Early Morning]
The girl beside him had already fallen into deep sleep, fine sweat beads still lingered on her fair forehead, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, seemingly unable to bear the pain, only the upturned corners of her lips clearly revealed the true emotions in her heart.
Although her physical fitness couldn't be considered outstanding, far inferior to Yumiko who had joined the tennis club since middle school, Soyo had a strong sense of perseverance.
Perhaps because she realized she was a step behind and wanted to catch up, she forced herself to suppress her shyness and actively proposed to take the lead.
Even when the pain nearly killed her midway, she still refused Kaito's offer to heal her.
Such pain, to a girl, was even more of a happiness.
That kind of unprecedented and unique experience made her unable to refuse, even to the point of being intoxicating.
However, no matter how strong the will, in the face of an overwhelming difference in power, there is always a limit.
Even though Soyo had already pushed herself to the limit, used all her strength, and even applied many methods learned from certain small booklets, fully utilizing her physical advantages, it was still like an ant trying to shake a tree, admirable but overestimating herself.
In the final moment before falling into deep sleep, the girl recalled a piece of trivia she once searched in her browser.
'A boy's stamina only lasts half an hour?'
'Fake science, these things are all misleading'
Gazing at the sleeping face of the girl beside him, Kaito didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy.
It wasn't because he didn't know how to face Yumiko she had already subtly expressed many times that she hoped someone could help her share the firepower, and even wanted to push him toward Bocchi, so open-minded it left one speechless.
He just couldn't help but ponder his original intention was clearly just to help others happily, so why did it turn out like this?
Oh well, whatever the original intention was doesn't matter anymore.
Having developed a special relationship with Soyo, there was no turning back.
"Ugh"
The warm morning sunlight shone through the large floor-to-ceiling window, slightly dazzling.
The brown-haired girl struggled to open her eyes, a few mischievous strands of hair stuck to the corner of her mouth, adding a bit of lazy charm to her, and she said drowsily, "Is it already morning?"
"Yeah," Kaito rubbed her head, "But it's okay to sleep a little longer."
Soyo didn't respond, just snuggled closer into his arms, closed her eyes and rested for a while, then reluctantly lifted her head, forcing herself to perk up.
"Can't sleep anymore Kaito-kun, is there anything you want to eat? I'll go ugh, prepare breakfast."
Seeing her instinctively frown while speaking, showing a look of enduring pain, Kaito couldn't help but lightly knock on the girl's little head.
"I already told you before, don't push yourself so hard I'll make breakfast, you just sleep a little more."
Having long aspired to be an excellent wife, Soyo originally wanted to insist, but after hesitating for a moment, she didn't choose to go against her sweetheart and obediently nodded.
Kaito didn't leave immediately. He reached out and pressed lightly on her small belly, and spiritual energy silently seeped into the girl's body, relieving her pain while also quietly nurturing her limbs and bones.
After finishing all that, he waved his hand, changed clothes, and left the bedroom.
After the handsome boy's figure disappeared, the brown-haired girl sitting blankly on the bed reluctantly withdrew her gaze.
Not sure what she thought of, she lowered her head, her fair and soft hand unconsciously touched her smooth, pale belly, and her pretty face flushed slightly.
'Speaking of which, because we weren't prepared, last night it seems we didn't use any protection?'
Though, even if there were such things at home, Soyo wouldn't use them.
After all, it was a once-in-a-lifetime first time worth commemorating. She wanted to completely, thoroughly, and clearly feel the passion of her beloved, not something separated by a layer of cold latex.
She wondered, 'Can I get pregnant with a little baby?'
'But even if so, it doesn't matter.'
In fact, she would be overjoyed.
Thinking of the moment of deepest affection last night, the satisfaction of tightly hugging her lover's waist, unwilling to let him get up and leave, the smile on Soyo's lovely face became even more blissful.
Even if she didn't take the place of the first, at least, she fulfilled her wish.
Breakfast was a simple sandwich, paired with a fried egg, and a steaming bowl of red bean rice.
This was also a traditional custom in Japan, when certain celebratory events occur, such as a wedding, red bean rice is usually eaten to celebrate.
For most girls, the sense of ritual is still important, especially for a traditional girl like Soyo.
So it was only natural.
Upon seeing that steaming bowl of red bean rice, Soyo's first reaction was of course shyness, but she quickly regained her good mood, boldly hugging Kaito's arm.
"Feed me~"
Clearly she had always played the "mom role" in the former band, and was used to taking care of others' daily lives, but once she opened her heart, the girl was unexpectedly clingy?
Kaito didn't dislike this kind of Soyo. The gentle and mature housewife-type Soyo was certainly great, but the soft and sweet little girlfriend Soyo wasn't bad either.
Breakfast ended in this saccharine, almost sticky atmosphere.
He originally planned to go to STARRY again today to check on the situation after Kita's return, but for now it was clearly more important to stay with Soyo.
'Sorry, Nijika. Next time, for sure.'
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Chapter 142: The Solo-Killed Cucumber
Although she looked more like a gentle and graceful older-sister type on the outside, Nagasaki Soyo was actually a girl starved for love.
Perhaps it was because her parents divorced when she was very young, and throughout her entire upbringing, the "father" role was always absent. [T/N: Daddy issues]
Her mother did love her, but was constantly busy with work and rarely at home.
Soyo understood her mother and never complained, even taking the initiative to shoulder household chores to ease her mother's burden. At such a young age, she was already so understanding.
But occasionally, in the stillness of midnight, she would sit alone at the edge of her bed, looking out at the flickering neon lights outside the window, surrounded by a cold loneliness.
A girl growing up in a single-parent household would naturally have such longing.
Because she was extremely starved for love, when she finally grasped a glimmer of light, she held on tightly and never wanted to let go.
And this trait manifested in a very specific way, extreme clinginess.
What started out as a simple feeding play slowly began to develop in a strange direction.
Bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, living room, even the balcony.
Who knew how much time had passed.
Nagasaki Soyo slightly shifted her body, tightening the arms wrapped around her lover's waist. Her pretty face, flushed and fair, showed no trace of fatigue, only gentle eyes gazing at his peaceful, sleeping face.
With her curved eyebrows and smiling eyes, anyone could tell. It was a look of pure, heartfelt happiness that could only appear after complete satisfaction.
Once, the light that filled Soyo's inner emptiness was called CRYCHIC.
But now, it had become the name of another person.
"What are you thinking about?", As if sensing something, Kaito opened his eyes and met those deep blue ones, misty like a spring lake.
"Nothing," Soyo's pale, tender fingertips reached out and gently caressed his handsome brows and eyes, "I was just thinking could this moment right now be nothing more than a dream?"
Otherwise, how could something be so wonderful, it felt unbelievable?
"So", Her lips curled slightly, her slender, snake-like arms quietly wrapped around her lover's neck. Her soft breath was hot and burning, "Let me confirm it one more time."
Monday, early morning, the sky was slightly gloomy.
Wakaba Mutsumi sat quietly in her seat, staring out the window at the continuous drizzle, her amber eyes slightly dazed.
Last night, her brother still didn't come home.
She waited for a long time, but in the end, only received a message saying [I'll have to stay out another night]. She wanted to ask why, but there was no reply, as if he was busy on the other end.
Moreover
The girl looked toward a certain empty seat not far away, that was Soyo's seat.
For some reason, she felt a strange, inexplicable unease in her heart.
"Eh? Nagasaki-san finally came!"
"Feels like Soyo-san looks so good today! Her skin condition is amazing!"
"Hey hey, can you share the link? For makeup that works this well, I don't care how expensive it is!"
Suddenly, a commotion came from the entrance.
Wakaba Mutsumi turned her head toward the sound and finally saw that familiar figure with brown hair.
Soyo wore a gentle smile on her pretty face, warmly responding to her classmates' questions, "Mm, I woke up a bit late, but thankfully I wasn't late."
"Makeup? None at all. If I had to say why I look so good maybe because I'm experiencing something joyful?"
'Something joyful?'
The classmates looked at each other.
For some reason, the face was the same, the uniform familiar, but they still inexplicably sensed a kind of indescribable aura from Nagasaki.
If they had to describe it, it was kind of like a newlywed wife?
After dealing with those background girls, Soyo walked over to her seat as usual and gently placed her small black leather purse on the desk.
As if she sensed something, she looked toward the green-haired girl not far away and gave a faint smile.
"Mutsumi, good morning."
"Good morning, Soyo," Wakaba Mutsumi lightly nodded at her friend, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask about her brother.
Doing so might expose the fact that she and her brother were living together, and even the neighbor, Little Sakiko, might get dragged into it.
The girl remained silent for a while before saying in a flat tone, "You seem to have changed a bit."
"Mmhm~", Soyo looked at her with a beaming smile, and in those deep blue eyes, a faint trace of superiority flickered, "Mutsumi, you wouldn't understand, would you?"
Wakaba Mutsumi: "?"
The green-haired girl's doll-like, delicate face looked slightly puzzled.
At the same time.
[Shuka Private Academy]
A girl with dreamy, cherry-pink long hair waved her hand energetically, her smile radiant, "Kaito-kun, good morning."
After venting to Kaito under the covers Sunday night, Chihaya Anon had buried herself in bed and freaked out for a long time, rolling around like a caterpillar, feeling like she couldn't face anyone.
But what made Saint Anon great was that she had a resilient side to her personality, and never let small setbacks weigh her down. She could adjust her mindset quickly.
So, once Monday arrived, she acted like nothing had happened and greeted Kaito, who had just walked into the classroom.
"Chihaya-san,"nKaito nodded at her, then shifted his gaze to the corner where Bocchi sat, "And you too, good morning."
"President", The little social anxiety girl was still her soft and squishy self, like a delicious strawberry daifuku.
She hesitated for a moment, then looked at him with eyes filled with gratitude and admiration, and softly said, "Th-thank you"
