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"You've gone too far!"
"So what do you want me to do? Do you expect me to apologize right now? And tell him I did this kind of thing?"
"I I"
Senior student Sei Tsukiyo couldn't help but swallow. ^2. Eight~Kan^Book¨蛧? ?First-release′
Haruno is right. She can't tell Kitahara-sensei about this. She's too shy to even think about it, let alone say it to him.
Feeling the warmth of Haruka's hand on her waist, Nagase Tsukiyo's heart pounded faster, though she tried to keep her voice calm:
"But you can't do that!"
"Wouldn't it be the same under the moonlight?"
Saito Harutori suddenly interrupted her, their two beautiful faces so close that they could even feel each other's hot breath.
Nagase Tsukiyo's breathing slowed, her expression changed, and she glared at her, saying:
"What? How could I possibly do something like that!"
Saito Haruka's lips curled into a smile, her tone carrying an air of conceding defeat:
"Instead of hiding and taming the ever-growing desires in your heart, are you just going to keep them hidden away? Are you really that pure? Is your willpower really that strong?"
Saito Haruka's warm and seductive tone, like the long-gone summer air, pressed down on Nagase Tsukiyo's body.
The momentary hesitation that flashed across the girl's pretty face was keenly noticed by Saito Haruka.
Her hand reached down and touched the fabric under her nightgown.
"Do you know what? I pressed my ear against the door and heard what Kitahara-sensei and Shinomiya were doing?"
Her words were as gentle as the wind, as if every word was imbued with the magic of longing, silently eroding the listener's reason.
Nagase Tsukiyo's soft, glistening lips were pressed tightly together. She could feel Harutori's fingertips tracing the fabric's texture, making her feel ticklish.
Saito Haruka's lips drew close to the girl's ear, and she whispered sweetly:
"You know what? He'll act like a child, pouting and calling her his good older sister—"
The moment the girl finished speaking, her fingertips gently pinched the tender flesh on her waist, the pain instantly bringing her back to her senses.
However, Nagase Tsukiyo dared not make a sound, for fear of being discovered.
"Moreover: out of so many students in the brass band who admire him, only I knew he could be so cute, and even act cute."
And she's so gentle, isn't that something to be happy about?
As Saito Harukori spoke, her fingers, like feathers, gently brushed across the smooth, beautiful surface of Nagase Tsukiyo's abdomen.
He said it as if he were scratching an itch.
A tingling sensation came from her side, and Nagase Tsukiyo gritted her teeth and endured it, her face flushed as she said in a low voice:
"what are you up to!"
Saito Harutori leaned closer to her face, a slight smile playing on her lips, and whispered:
"I'm just curious, do you ever feel anything in the moonlight? Are you like me, a girl who feels lonely, needs to vent, and feels insecure?"
From her words, one could vaguely discern her unspoken meaning: "You're nothing special either, just better at hiding it."
"Who would be like you! Staying up all night to do this kind of thing!"
Nagase Tsukiyo frantically tried to maintain her pride, her forehead already covered in cold sweat. (eEμ?Z!?*Novel¤:Net¨. ˉ÷Latest￥?>-Chapter÷?Update/,Newˉ?Fast?)
"is it?"
Saito Haruka placed one finger against Nagase Tsukiyo's chin, teasingly lifting it as she spoke.
"Moonlit Night, you've always been so stubborn. If one day I were to crave you, would you refuse?"
Nagase Tsukiyo's throat bobbed slightly. She couldn't bear the atmosphere any longer and pushed Saito Harutori away with all her might. She looked at the girl who had been pushed away, and the two stared at each other for a while. Finally, Nagase Tsukiyo was the first to look away, tightened her grip, and ran downstairs.
As soon as she went down the stairs, she tripped and fell again out of nervousness. She didn't cry or scream, but bit her lower lip and continued to get up and walk back to her room.
Saito Harutori stood still, her gaze fixed on Kitahara Hakuba's room.
The sudden appearance of the moonlit night really startled her, but thankfully it was just the moonlit night.
It's a pity, but let's leave it at that for tonight.
Nagase Tsukiyo returned to the dormitory room, panting. She adjusted her breathing at the door and looked down the corridor, noticing that Saito Harukori hadn't followed.
Did they go back again?
She gritted her teeth slightly, but even so, she didn't dare to go up and stop them.
Opening the door, she was greeted by a peaceful scene of sound sleep. Nagase Tsukiyo tiptoed back to her bunk.
"Moonlit night."
A whisper suddenly reached my ear.
Looking to the side, she saw that Kanzaki Eri was lying on her side, her eyes open, looking at her.
"Yes, I went to the restroom," she said softly.
Nagase Tsukiyo regretted her words as soon as they were spoken. Her regret wasn't that her words were problematic, but that she hadn't made them a reality.
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Her body reacted uncooperatively to Saito Haruka's actions and words, and the slippery feeling made her feel uncomfortable all over.
I regret it; I definitely should have gone to the restroom.
The voice of Eri Kanzaki came softly and delicately from beside his ear:
"On a moonlit night, the birds have vanished."
"Yes." Nagase Tsukiyo, also lying on her side, looked at Eri's cute face and said, "She's in the bathroom too."
Kanzaki Eri was silent for a moment before asking:
"Did you go to see Mr. Kitahara?"
She didn't say who went to see Kitahara-sensei, which left Nagase Tsukiyo unsure how to answer and hesitant to reveal what had just happened.
"No, it's so late."
“She left a long time ago, even earlier than you,” Kanzaki Eri said, “but she came back later than you.”
“Hmm
Nagase Tsukiyo was asleep, so how did Eri know? Did she not sleep at all?
Eri's gaze lingered on Nagase Tsukiyo's face. She hadn't felt this kind of pressure in a long time, and she couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.
"What happened under the moonlight?" Kanzaki Eri asked softly. "Did something happen that I don't know about?"
"No."
Nagase Tsukiyo squeezed out a sound from her vocal cords and lowered her eyes slightly.
How could she possibly tell such a thing to the naive Eri?
At that moment, the sliding door was gently opened, and Nagase Tsukiyo, as if fleeing, closed her eyes almost simultaneously.
Only Eri Kanzaki remained awake.
Saito Haruka walked in, went straight to her bunk, and covered herself with the blanket.
Kanzaki Eri blinked in the darkness. She could sense that Nagase Tsukiyo's eyelashes were trembling violently, and something must have happened between them that she didn't know about.
Have the three of them really made up?
The beautiful voice of Kou Shinomiya Haruka can only be heard during intimate moments; it is the melody that Kitahara Hakuba considers the most pleasurable and beautiful.
Of course, he believed that his conducting skills were also quite good, capable of making the delicate flowers bloom to their hearts' content.
Utsunomiya was as quiet as ever in the early morning.
Kitahara Hakuba got up at six o'clock, and sunlight peeked into the loving room through the gap in the curtains.
"Shall we go back together?"
He put on his khaki coat. Casual clothes were more comfortable; yesterday's tuxedo was uncomfortable to walk in, even though he wasn't exactly a serious person.
Exhausted and unable to get out of bed, Shinomiya Haruka mumbled:
"Is there a place for Ashida?"
“This shouldn’t be the case.”
“Then I’ll go back with her.”
"I'm not even as good as one of your friends? What do you take me for?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, feigning anger. "Is this what they call turning your back on someone after you've done your work? I see you for who you really are!"
Shinomiya Haruka was sore all over and couldn't be bothered to argue with him.
"Idiot, I'm wearing a skirt, and I'm the one who dragged her to Utsunomiya. She's spending the night here, so I've already been neglecting her quite a bit."
Kitahara Hakuba could only smile; since she had said so, there was nothing he could say.
"Can you get up?"
"What do you think? Who was that rough last night?" Shinomiya Haruka said with a complaining tone.
"Then I'll extend it for you by one day."
Kitahara Hakuba opened the door, and the fresh scent of wood filled the corridor.
The soundproofing here is terrible. We were both very careful last night when we were doing it, because our intimate sounds were precious to us and we didn't want anyone to hear them.
Kitahara Hakuba felt a sense of exhilaration, as if he had gained more experience in this area!
Voice challenge! Got it!
After extending his room for another day with the staff, Kitahara Hakuba headed to the cafeteria to prepare for his meal.
The agreed time with the students was to leave at eight o'clock in the morning. It was still early, and there weren't many students in the cafeteria. There were plenty of empty seats. For breakfast, we had Utsunomiya dumplings. They were quite small, but the skin was thin and the filling was plentiful. They came with dipping sauces of soy sauce, vinegar, and chili oil. Kitahara Hakuba preferred the vinegar.
While eating, he got bored and took a bite out of the food to look at the filling.
It's pork, cabbage, and chives.
Kitahara Hakuba ate the last dumpling out of the twenty dumplings. Every time he saw that the food was finished, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.