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Chapter 188: Secretary Sakikos Thousand-Layer Scheme
Three people sleeping together, for Kaito, could not be considered a kind of novel experience.
Before, when traveling with Nijika and the others in Hoori Town, after the, except for Bocchi, ended, the few of them had also collectively laid bedding on the floor in his room. Four squeezed together as if holding a pajama party. Compared to that time, the scene before him could only be considered small-scale.
Anyway, his bed was big enough, and the two girls were both petite in build, lying side by side didn't feel crowded either.
However when actually lying in the middle position, the empty spaces on both sides occupied by slender girls, still made Kaito have a kind of illusion of being sandwiched, just like a hot dog sausage tightly clamped between bread slices.
As if the scent of dewy lime was right at hand, natural and fresh. Making one relate with that coolness brought when mint leaves are soaked through by a cold spring. A scent that no matter how precious a perfume, cannot exude.
'This is the president's scent?'
Sakiko had never had this kind of experience.
As a girl as pure as blank paper, from small to big not even having held a little boy's hand, all her theoretical knowledge only came from that thin booklet in physiology class. Practical knowledge was directly zero.
Even if they did nothing, pajamas still properly worn, just simply sharing the same bed and pillow with the boy she liked, still made her body tense, even breathing was nearly forgotten.
She simply couldn't sleep. Even harder than that night she left the Togawa family.
When people get nervous, they can't help but look for some topic to chat about, at least to break this awkward atmosphere, Secretary Sakiko was no exception, worried about waking up Mutsumi, she quietly asked, "President, are you asleep?"
Kaito opened his eyes, pondered for two seconds, "Now awake."
"...", Secretary Sakiko weakly said, "S-sorry I disturbed the president's rest."
"Just joking, haven't slept yet, Sakiko is there something?"
The original intention was just to let the little secretary relax a bit, don't be so nervous, now it seemed this joke's effect wasn't too good, Kaito skipped this topic, likewise lowered his voice.
"N-nothing important really", Sakiko was a little embarrassed, "Just, a bit unable to sleep, so I wanted to chat with the president."
"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
Kaito did not refuse, for him sleep was just a way to imitate the lifestyle of ordinary people. Since Sakiko wanted to chat, accompanying her to talk for a while was no problem. Caring for employees' mental health was also what a good boss should do.
"Speaking of which, I still have never seen the president's father and mother", Sakiko had long been curious about this question, couldn't help asking, "Uncle and aunt are also in Japan? Or stayed back?"
'If the president's father and mother are also in Japan, maybe I can find time to visit? If I can get the recognition of the two elders, won't that directly guarantee to the finish line?'
The little secretary was still plotting in her heart about the shortcut plan, when she heard Kaito calmly say, "They've passed away."
"Eh?", Sakiko couldn't react, in the darkness, the blue-haired girl's expression was a bit dumbfounded.
"Just the literal meaning, car accident," Kaito wasn't particularly sad, he was that kind of person with very faint familial bonds. First life he was abandoned, grew up in an orphanage from small, later crossed over to cultivation world, picked up by master into Courting Death Sect, only then had a kind of home feeling.
In this third life, the original body's parents had both long died in a car accident. He had never even seen them, naturally there was no talk of any feelings.
"Sorry sorry, I didn't know about this matter," Sakiko did not know these inside stories, but the girl's face was full of awkwardness. Her heart both anxious and guilty. Though the president acted seemingly calm, in her eyes this was just pretending to be strong.
'The president must have spent a long time to get over this blow, as if the hard-healed wound is once again torn open by me'
'Wuwu, now I really won't be able to sleep!'
"Onii-chan, I'm still here," A slender hand suddenly pressed against his palm, soft and warm, the light-green-haired girl turned her face, those golden eyes glowed slightly in the dark, as if silently saying, "Don't be sad."
'Why is even Mutsumi joining in the fun?', Kaito felt a bit helpless. He felt that, in the girls' eyes he seemed to have turned into some kind of lacking-love and lonely. In short urgently needing protection endangered species, but the fact was completely the opposite.
"That's right, Mutsumi and I are both here," Sakiko also tightly grabbed his other hand. Children who lost their parents often had serious loneliness issues. They easily gave up on themselves, even closed off, like a ship that lost its port, drifting on the sea with no support. She was worried the president would be like that too, just trying hard to hide it.
In the dark the girl's porcelain-white cheeks faintly flushed, but still mustered all her courage, never so determined, "We will always stay by president's side. Be your new family. Never be separated again!"
'Family'
This word for Kaito was a bit familiar. It made him suddenly remember many years ago when he had just come to the cultivation world, unfamiliar with life, no relatives, the vast world with no place to settle, someone also once held his hand like this, told him, ("Take me as your master. Where master is, that is your home.")
He was silent for a while, finally silently smiled, "I know. Now, rest early, we still have class tomorrow."
"I-I really wasn't joking," Sakiko as if not at ease repeated once again, tightly hugging his arm, tone rare in seriousness, "This journey, we will not abandon nor give up, until the end of life. So president you are no longer alone, absolutely must not do silly things and fall into despair."
Mutsumi also leaned over, hands encircling his waist, expression especially serious, "Onii-chan must not do silly things."
Kaito took quite a while to barely convince the two, that he was far from as fragile as they imagined, even less would give up on himself because of this, yet could not convince them to let go of their tightly hugging his arms. As if afraid he would sneak away.
He sighed, at first like a hot dog sausage between two bread slices, now even more squeezed like a sardine can. Even breathing took effort, let alone maintaining this posture to sleep.
'Forget it, let it be.'
Even if it was a night without sleep, for him it didn't matter.
Moreover
'This kind of feeling of being cared for actually isn't bad.'
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Chapter 189: Sakiko: The Final Hundred Millionth Time!
The chirping of birds outside the window was clear and bright, chittering like a flowing little tune.
Morning light streamed through the gauze curtain, illuminating the fine dust in the air, and cast a soft halo upon the figures on the bed, who were sleeping in each other's embrace.
Sakiko opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a face of exceptional calmness in sleep.
The lip line was beautiful, the nose bridge high and straight, the cold white skin under the warm light presented a kind of glazed luster, making one think of the beautiful youth Hikaru Genji in ancient books. A brilliance that even spring peaks and autumn moons could not match.
Sakiko blinked, somewhat entranced.
She had long since realized that the president had a face that could be called great, but usually he was too powerful and too dazzling. Beautiful as he was, there was always a sense of distance that did not belong to this world, as if the next second he would ride the wind and fly away.
But now the president was sleeping defenselessly. His slender eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing, like a broken-winged gray butterfly, and so the features that should have leaned more towards handsome rather than delicate also softened accordingly, like a flawless beautiful jade retracting its radiance, falling into the mortal world, giving people the courage to approach.
The amber pupils of the girl gradually lowered along with her gaze, from brows and eyes to Adam's apple, and finally successfully fixed on his lips as beautiful as thin cherry blossoms.
The atmosphere in the air was very quiet, and Sakiko could clearly hear the sound of her own heart thumping, and a strange thought suddenly popped into her mind.
'What does that taste like?'
But she was soon startled by her own bold idea, 'Sakiko, what on earth are you fantasizing about? The man sleeping in front of you is your respected president. He trusts you so much and has no doubts about you. And yet you want to take advantage of his trust just to satisfy your own base desire?'
The blue-haired girl found it a bit hard to move her gaze away, but the next second, she couldn't help but look again.
She knew that her thoughts were not right, and she knew that if she really did that, it would inevitably be suspected of taking advantage of another's peril, contrary to the upbringing of a proper lady.
But it was as if two little Sakiko, one black and one white, appeared in her mind. The white little Sakiko said bitterly, ["Both Mutsumi and the president are asleep, as long as you don't tell, no one will know about this. When life gives you lemon, make lemonade. Are you kissing or not, if not let me do it."]
The black little person nodded in agreement at the side.
Secretary Sakiko could hardly control her own body anymore, but just as she was about to fall into the abyss, she suddenly remembered an idiom, [A gentleman is cautious when alone.]
It means the more hidden, the more one sees. The more alone you are, the more you must strictly demand yourself, to be consistent inside and out. Only such a person can be called a "gentleman", otherwise they are just a "false gentleman".
'So, Sakiko, wake up quickly! Don't let desire pierce your will!'
["But we're just little ladies, why should we demand of ourselves like gentlemen?"] The white little Sakiko spoke righteously, the black little Sakiko gave her a thumbs up, nodding repeatedly. Her face full of admiration.
Sakiko: "..."
In the end, she was defeated by the little Sakikos in her heart, and shamefully became the fermented bean curd of desire.
Like a thief, she looked around at the surroundings, 'Good, Mutsumi is still sound asleep, the president isn't showing any sign of waking up soon.'
She originally wanted to gently call "president" once, to test whether he was really asleep, but she was afraid that if she didn't manage to wake the president but instead woke Mutsumi, wouldn't that be digging a hole for herself?
'I-it's just based on the noble principle of seeking knowledge, I want to study what it feels like for the transmembrane neurotransmitter exchange behavior at the interface of epithelial cells on the lips. That's right! Exactly this!', Sakiko told herself this in her heart, and her originally nervous, disordered breathing finally calmed a little.
She lowered her head, tucked the long hair that was in the way behind her ear, then bent down, lightly holding her breath.
How should it be described to be the most fitting?
The heartbeat sound thumped so much it hurt the eardrum, like ten billion summer cicadas hitting a glass window, but what spread at the lips was the coolness and sweetness of mint mixed with honey, 'So this is the president's taste?'
The feeling as if touched by electricity made Sakiko shiver, instinctively pulling back her body, and when she saw that Kaito still hadn't opened his eyes, she finally let out a breath.
'Fortunately, fortunately, he didn't wake up.'
'This is... the feeling of kissing?'
'Ugh, president, I've let down your trust! I'm sorry!'
'But, it really felt so nice...'
Sakiko's heart was in chaos, at times guilty, at times ashamed, at times full of joy. Even she herself didn't know what mood she was in, the only thing she could be sure of was, doing this kind of thing, she didn't regret it.
The little birds outside the window were still chittering, joyfully playing a symphony facing the world, but Sakiko had no mind to pay attention, only thinking with a serious face, 'Just now I had a scientific research mindset to have no choice but to offend the president, but the action was too fast. I simply didn't experience that taste carefully, as a qualified scholar, I ought to hold sufficient rigor for any academic research, one trial is obviously not enough for me to collect sufficient information. Not to mention as the daughter of the Togawa family, mom also taught me since childhood that I must not give up halfway on anything....'
So...
'One more time! The final time!'
Having made up her mind, Sakiko while telling herself she must not get addicted to this, blushed and bent down again.
This time she was mentally prepared, but when the moment came, her heart still thumped, like beating drums.
Sakiko nervously patted her chest, trying hard to encourage herself, then smoothed the hair by her ear, and only then bent down again and lightly smooch'ed once.
It was still the familiar electric shock feeling, as if a joyful quiver rose from the depths of her soul, making her particularly attached.
'Just now the movement was still too fast, simply didn't taste the flavor.'
"How about, one more time?"
"Mm! That's right! This time it really is the final time! If I lie I'm a puppy!"
Sakiko soon convinced herself.
Thus...
Once, and again, and again.
From lying I'm a puppy, to fine I'm a puppy, to woof woof woof~ [T/N: It's a haiku]
Things like bottom lines exist just to be broken.
The blue-haired girl who was fully immersed in all this naturally didn't notice that as she gradually got carried away, at some point, a pair of golden eyes had slowly opened.
Mutsumi blinked.
'Sakiko... looks completely absorbed.'
The girl was thoughtful.
'Should I remind her?'
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