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Chapter 190: Degeneration of Kinship?
'No, no more! I really can't continue anymore! Sakiko, don't become a slave of desire!'
No one knew how long it had been before the girl finally, with extreme willpower, reluctantly stood up.
Although emotionally she was not satisfied, reason told her that if she kept going like this she would sooner or later be discovered by the president, so knowing when to stop was the correct choice.
Anyway the time she would be together with the president, there was still a very, very long time ahead.
One day, she would become the woman who could stand righteously at the president's side.
By that time, she wouldn't need to sneak around like now, she could act openly and honestly, doing what she wanted to do.
Letting out a long breath, Sakiko was just about to tidy up her messy pajamas when, at the moment she unintentionally lowered her head, she happened to meet a pair of familiar amber-colored pupils.
Mustumi tilted her head slightly, expressionless, and mouthed a greeting to her, "Sakiko, good morning."
Sakiko: "..."
'M-M-M-M-Mutsumi?'
The blue-haired girl was so frightened that her soul flew out of her body, and her ivory-white cheeks flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, yet just before she was about to scream she managed to cover her mouth in time. After quite a while, she calmed her shocked mood, and then with extreme shame mouthed the question, "You you you when did you wake up?"
At this moment she still held a bit of a fluke mentality, maybe Mutsumi had just woken up and hadn't actually seen her embarrassing appearance?
"Since just now when you were talking to yourself saying, 'one last time' I woke up."
Thanks to the long-standing tacit understanding between childhood friends, even though she couldn't make a sound at this moment, Mustumi could still communicate with Sakiko without obstacles.
She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Sakiko, give up."
At times like this, don't make any unnecessary comments anymore. Sakiko couldn't help covering her face. Of all things, it had to be this most shameful side of herself that got caught red-handed by her childhood friend. Now her life as a human was it going to completely end?
Unlike secretary Sakiko who was full of despair and disheartened, as the second party involved, Kaito's mood at this moment was obviously more complicated.
As early as when Sakiko had just woken up, he had noticed the slight movements the girl made, and also saw clearly the scene of her dazing out at his sleeping face.
It wasn't really a big deal. He had long been accustomed to the fervent or greedy or obsessed gazes from the outside world, and compared to those women who wished they could pounce on him and swallow him whole, secretary Sakiko who just dazed at his sleeping face could barely be called pure and innocent. Her silly appearance even looked a bit cute.
But this thought only floated in his mind for a moment, when the secretary Sakiko he had rated as "both silly and pure" suddenly lowered her head.
Kaito was taken aback. He originally wanted to interrupt her action, but he was also worried that if he woke up at this time, it would make both sides awkward It was only a second's hesitation, and the faint pleasant smell of shampoo came upon him, and someone greedily captured his lips.
At this point, actually saying "I'm still awake" was impossible.
But it wasn't a big problem. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had been stolen a kiss. As long as he continued to pretend to be asleep, no one would be embarrassed. Besides, after kissing him once, surely Sakiko would be satisfied, right? When the girl left shyly, he could pretend to accidentally open his eyes, and this matter would be over.
But
Kaito still overestimated the little secretary's self-control.
Once wasn't enough, she wanted a second time.
Then came a third time, a fourth time, a fifth time as if there was no intention to stop.
So he could only pretend not to know, act as if he was still in deep sleep, like the submissive, weak wife in dramas who, facing her husband's ill-intentioned superior, for the sake of the whole family's livelihood, still had to force a smile.
Fortunately at the crucial moment, it was Mutsumi who helped him out.
Under the childhood friend's gaze, secretary Sakiko was clearly awakened to the residual conscience deep in her heart, and also realized how despicable what she had just done was. Covering her face in shame, she seemed to have no face to see anyone.
Although the green-haired girl's gaze wasn't piercing, even rather calm, as if saying "human nature, understandable, I can comprehend."
But to Sakiko, how was this different from torture?
She could no longer hold on, randomly found an excuse, and hurriedly left the room. At the same time, she still didn't forget to move lightly, avoiding making too much noise.
Mustumi had no intention of stopping her.
Although she really didn't mind Sakiko's action, after all Sakiko just did what she herself had always wanted to do but didn't dare But right now, Sakiko needed a calm space even more.
And, the girl silently lowered her eyes, looking at Kaito's peaceful sleeping face.
Sakiko left, this also meant, in the room, only she and her Onii-chan were left.
No one would stop her, and no one would come to disturb.
She could do whatever she wanted to do without restraint.
The devil in her heart, at this moment, silently revealed its fangs.
After a long silence, she lowered her head, and gently stretched out a hand.
'Phew! Finally gone.'
Sensing Sakiko's figure gradually receding, Kaito relaxed a bit.
But he didn't intend to wake up immediately, after all Mutsumi was still here. If he opened his eyes right after the little secretary left, wouldn't that be like admitting guilt without being beaten?
Now it was six forty-three in the morning, and the clock on the wall still had about a quarter of a circle left before it completed the full round. He planned to open his eyes at exactly seven o'clock, then act as if nothing had happened and greet Mutsumi good morning, starting his perfectly ordinary day.
Although during these ten minutes he still had to be alone with Mutsumi, the girl had always been obedient and was the most well-behaved and sensible little sister, never harboring bad thoughts, and clearly trustworthy.
It was supposed to be so.
Kaito watched helplessly as Mutsumi, after a moment of silence, suddenly lowered her head and stretched out a hand toward him.
This familiar prelude was just like a certain secretary Sakiko who was bold enough to defy all.
The kinship between him and Mutsumi would never degenerate, the former Kaito firmly believed so.
But now looking at the girl whose lowered eyelashes hid her thoughts, he suddenly felt unsure.
'Could it be I am wrong AGAIN?'
The girl's fair, delicate slender hand got closer and closer to that sleeping face.
But
At the moment of nearly touching, Mustumi didn't lean in again, but instead naturally turned in direction and helped her Onii-chan tuck in the slightly messy blanket.
This was the trace Sakiko had left earlier. When she left she had been too flustered and hadn't noticed this little detail, and naturally hadn't restored it.
Although her Onii-chan might not have noticed this abnormality, it was still a flaw.
After doing this, the girl leaned back to sit at the foot of the bed again, hugging her knees with both hands.
She silently gazed at her sleeping Onii-chan, without words, and without any further action. The doll-like delicate face showed no expression, like a still oil painting.
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Chapter 191: Sumimi will not disband
Tick~ Tock! Tick~ Tock!
The clock's hands pointed precisely at the position representing "12", and the "sleeping" Kaito also opened his eyes accordingly.
"Mutsumi, good morning."
His attitude was very natural, and his expression showed no flaws at all. He even paused for a moment, feigning puzzlement when he noticed that there was no trace of a certain little blue-haired secretary on the bed, and deliberately asked, "Why don't I see Sakiko?"
"Sakiko has already gotten up."
Mutsumi blinked her eyes, those amber-colored pupils full of concern, "Onii-chan, last night... did you sleep well?"
Kaito's mood was a bit subtle. He of course understood where the concern in Mutsumi's eyes came from, but at the moment he could only act as if nothing had happened, and said casually, "Slept very well, what about you?"
"I also slept very well," The corners of her cherry blossom-like lips curved slightly into a smile, her slender white hand gently pressed against her chest, Mutsumi said very earnestly, "It's all because, I have my Onii-chan by my side."
The attachment and longing in the girl's eyes were not concealed in the slightest, making Kaito feel a bit guilty inside.
Just now, he had actually suspected that Mutsumi's feelings for him as family were not pure, and even worried that she would take advantage of him being fast asleep to secretly do some... unspeakable things.
Fortunately in the end Mutsumi did not let him down, she had only reached out to tuck in his quilt, and from beginning to end had no transgressive actions. Forming a stark contrast with a certain White Haired girl who had taken advantage of others' vulnerability.
Rubbing the girl's head, Kaito also felt much more relieved inside.
'Mutsumi, as expected, only regards me as a reliable elder brother, and does not harbor other thoughts.'
The bond between them as family was still unbreakable, shining like gold.
After chatting with Mutsumi for a bit, Kaito did not delay further, and came to the living room.
Breakfast was rice porridge personally prepared by secretary Sakiko, along with golden fried eggs, paired with bread spread with jam, a mix of Eastern and Western styles.
The taste could only be said to be average, the porridge was rather bland, and the fried eggs were a bit overcooked, but it was barely edible.
Perhaps because she felt guilty from doing something wrong... throughout the entire breakfast, Sakiko kept her head down eating, not even daring to glance in Kaito's direction, wishing she could lower her sense of existence as much as possible.
This appearance that clearly showed a guilty conscience made Kaito secretly sigh.
'Sakiko is still too young... sometimes the more you've done something wrong, the more you need to act calm and collected. As long as you refuse to admit it no matter what, it's the other party who will feel awkward.'
Neither of the two girls spoke, and Kaito also did not take the initiative to open his mouth, so breakfast ended in this rather gloomy atmosphere.
Like usual, he took the train, came to Shuka, walked into the classroom, but did not see the familiar pink dragon come up to greet him.
The girl named "Chihaya Anon" was at this moment lying on her desk, no one knew what had happened, she looked listless, like an eggplant that had been hit by frost.
"Kaito-kun, you're here huh?", Seeing his figure, she only weakly greeted, the expression on her pretty face visibly dejected.
'Is she sick?'
Kaito furrowed his brows, worriedly probed with his divine sense, but did not find anything strange.
She was neither haunted by evil spirits, nor had any illness, in fact her body was even healthier than the average person.
If anything had to be said... at most it was just some underdevelopment?
But this was a genetic issue, born this way, besides, being small was also cute, not really a problem.
"Why so downcast?", Casually clearing the love letters from the desk compartment, Kaito looked at her with some puzzlement, "Like you just had a breakup."
"It really is a breakup," Chihaya Anon nodded vigorously, then pouted, face crumpled, "My first love sumimi! They're going to disband!"
She pulled out her phone, found a news article, and right at the top were several large bold red characters: [Super popular group sumimi facing disband crisis! Member Sumita Mana has been silent for a long time, suspected discord within the group?]
Kaito roughly glanced over it, although the headline looked like clickbait, the content was actually quite credible, not only analyzing in detail the frequency of sumimi's recent activities and performances, but also listing a lot of strong evidence, at first glance quite convincing.
He had no interest in idol-chasing, had only vaguely heard of this popular girl group sumimi, and didn't care about this kind of trivial matter.
But seeing Anon looking like the sky was falling, Kaito still raised his brow and suggested, "Rather than believe these rumors that are most likely baseless gossip, why not just ask the person involved? I remember you have Miss Sumita's contact info right?"
Anon hesitated a bit, looking troubled, "But... wouldn't Mana usually be very busy? To bother her over this kind of thing, I feel kind of embarrassed~"
Kaito didn't think much of it, "No matter how busy, surely she would have time to at least reply to a message."
But Anon still looked hesitant and shy, unable to make up her mind.
"Say...", Kaito seemed to understand something, and sighed helplessly, "You're not actually scared, are you?"
Having her thoughts seen through, Anon stuck out her tongue, "Ehehe~"
After all, Mana was a superstar in the spotlight, although Anon-chan considered herself a super cute girl too, in front of a true top idol, she still lacked some confidence.
"Forget it,".Kaito shook his head, took out his phone, and opened Sumita Mana's chat window, "Since you're too shy, I'll ask then."
"Kaito-kun! love~", Anon cheered, happily pounced over, the invisible big tail behind her was already wagging like a propeller, while nervously staring at the phone screen.
[Miss Sumita, morning?]
An ordinary opening line, even a bit clich.
But Mana quickly replied.
[Kaito-kun, good morning.]
[Miss Sumita sounds too distant~ Just call me Mana.]
[So is there something you need help with? Please feel free to say it.]
Three messages in a row, it was easy to imagine how happy she was to receive this message.
And... Anon felt something odd in her heart.
'Is it just my imagination? Mana's eager attitude doesn't feel like that of a superstar in the spotlight, instead feels a bit like... a small nobody, thrilled to suddenly be noticed by her crush?'
