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"Hmm." Kanna Hojo nodded, then fell back onto the bed, hearing the "swish swish" sound of Miyuki taking off her clothes behind her.
She hugged herself tightly, too afraid to take off her clothes.
"I have pajamas, would you like to change?" Miyuki's voice came from behind.
"No...no need." Kanna Hojo lay on the bed fully clothed, feeling Miyuki fall asleep behind her.
Hojo Kanna, filled with trepidation, kept her eyes tightly shut.
She felt herself being hugged from behind.
My body was tense to the extreme.
Every breath Miyuki took felt like a blow to her heart.
Time passed by, second by second, and only Hojo Kanna's increasingly rapid heartbeat and breathing remained in the room.
Gradually, she felt Miyuki's breathing becoming more and more steady.
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Hojo Kanna's face turned even redder as she realized it might be some kind of arrangement.
Gradually, I heard Miyuki's soft snoring behind me.
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Kanna Hojo leaned back, and Mikoto seemed to wake up from his sleep: "Kanna, I'm sorry, did I hug you too tightly?"
As she spoke, she was about to withdraw her hand.
“It’s okay.” Kanna Hojo pressed down on her withdrawn hand: “Yano-Kami, you’ve had a lot of girlfriends before, haven’t you?”
"Yes." Miyuki answered firmly, "I won't contact them anymore."
"So when you sleep..." Kanna Hojo paused here, a strange feeling rising in her heart.
I asked my girlfriend about the details of her sleeping with her ex. Something just felt off.
Kanna Hojo rephrased the question: "How did you manage to win over so many girls?"
Without hesitation, Miyuki honestly answered when asked, "They all approached me on their own initiative. I'm not good at saying no. I can sense whether they have malicious intent. If they are bad people, I will keep my distance from them."
"..." Kanna Hojo's initially shy expression and tense physical reactions gradually calmed down.
She suddenly realized that Miyuki's personality might be quite different from what she had imagined. She mustered up her courage and asked, "You said earlier that you would feel stiff all over after a kiss. I... can I try it?"
After saying those words, she just wanted to disappear into the ground.
Without any hesitation, Mi Zhi Shi said, "Okay."
After she finished speaking, she sat up from the bed and skillfully brushed her stray hairs behind her head.
Kanna Hojo also sat up, watching her movements, and felt a pang of pain in her heart: "Why are you so skilled at this?"
She didn't say it aloud because Miyuki had already slightly opened her mouth in front of her.
Mikoto is very handsome. Even Shirakawa Natsumi admits that, in terms of looks, even male celebrities who rely on their looks are not as handsome as Mikoto.
Her coolness comes not only from her exquisite face, but also from her expression; she's always a cool and aloof older sister.
Imagine a cool, handsome woman standing in front of you, her mouth slightly open, a cold expression on her face, waiting for you to kiss her.
Kanna Hojo felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her throat.
Listening to her own heartbeat, she slightly opened her mouth and kissed him.
Women kiss differently than men kiss; both have small mouths, so one doesn't cover the other's mouth.
After they touched, Kanna Hojo carefully stuck out her tongue and pressed it against the other tongue, and then they intertwined.
Kanna Hojo quickly noticed that Mikoto's movements were gradually stiffening, as if an animal was being choked by the back of its neck and was completely frozen in place.
"She didn't lie to me." Kanna Hojo was secretly alarmed, but a strong sense of shame quickly rose in her heart.
Her mouth had been rinsed by Shirakawa Natsu, and she hadn't even rinsed it afterward. Now, she was sticking her tongue into Miyuki's mouth, and the guilt in her heart felt like a sharp knife, cutting into her heart piece by piece.
She abruptly pulled her tongue out, oblivious to the lingering saliva between them, her eyes reddening, and tears streamed down her face.
The moment Mikoto saw her stick out her tongue, he snapped out of his daze and, seeing her like this, carefully asked, "Kanna, what's wrong?"
Kanna Hojo shook her head as tears streamed down her face, a strong sense of guilt gradually taking over her heart.
She felt she was not worthy to stand in front of Mikoto; she was no longer pure.
Tears gradually streamed from her eyes, dripping onto the bed surface, unstoppable.
"I'm sorry." Miyuki's face showed anxiety: "I don't know why, but when someone bites my tongue, I can't control my body, and the hospital can't find anything wrong."
Kanna Hojo, who had been crying, suddenly stopped and looked at her lips.
She wasn't wearing lipstick, but she had a certain peculiar vibrancy.
Yes, she has been kissed by many people.
Once the thought popped into Hojo Kanna's mind, she could no longer suppress it.
His girlfriend's lips had been tasted by many women, and even more outrageous things had been done to her.
A nameless jealousy quickly welled up in her heart.
Kanna Hojo suddenly looked up and kissed Mikoto again, this time less gently than before.
She roughly thrust her tongue, using all her strength, into her mouth, letting her saliva flow in.
The image of Shirakawa Natsumi shoving his mouth into his mind flashed through his mind, and a sense of vengeful pleasure rose in his heart.
Before long, shame overwhelmed her desire for revenge, and she withdrew her tongue.
"I'm sorry, Miyuki." Kanna Hojo hugged herself. "I don't know what I'm doing."
The pleasure of revenge, the shame, and the embarrassment of having such a terrible thought—a mix of emotions swirled within her.
"It's okay." Miyuki reached out and hugged her, gently patting her back: "I'm here for you."
"Mmm." The negative emotions that had risen in Hojo Kanna's heart gradually subsided in Minoki's embrace.
She wanted to say something more, but saw Miyuki shake her head: "I don't mind kissing Kanna, but as you can see, I'm not the type who's good at kissing. If Kanna wants, I'll learn."
"No way." Hojo Kanna was suddenly amused by her and snuggled into her arms.
She originally wanted to take things to the next level with Miyuki tonight.
Since Mikoto wasn't good at it either, she decided to go home and learn it herself, and then guide her.
Let her sleep like this tonight; she's already very happy.
It's not surprising that humans occasionally have some terrible thoughts.
Those evil thoughts that suddenly surfaced will be buried deep in my heart forever, never to be mentioned again, and never to reappear.
However, Kanna Hojo didn't know that those occasional outbursts of evil would eventually become the seeds of a flower of evil, planted in her heart.
Waiting for the nourishment to be poured, at a specific time, for this flower of evil to bloom.
At this moment, Shirakawa Natsu had just finished watering. Although she hadn't used much water, she had managed to wet the flowers.
He was staring blankly at the ceiling.
Chapter 70 Afterwards
"It's so comfortable here, all warm." Jingu Nao leaned on Shirakawa Natsu's shoulder, one hand on her stomach, her pantyhose still on, with a large hole torn in them.
"Mmm." Shirakawa Natsu reached out and hugged her tightly, feeling her body temperature and breath against his skin.
Shirakawa Natsu could sense that Jingu Nao hadn't even been sweating much.
No one knows his own situation better than him; his kidney dysfunction makes even three minutes a luxury.
To deal with Kimura Momo, you can use support methods in the early stages, and he only needs to deliver the final blow.
Jingu Nao was completely in control; she was too good at it.
When watering the flowers, I only sprinkled a little dew on them; I watered them, but not completely.
He hugged Jingu Nao tighter, a surge of intense emotion welling up inside him.
I must get a powerful minotaur kidney!
Jingu Nao felt his embrace and giggled as she nestled against his chest: "Natsu, let's go take a bath."
"Um, I'm a little tired." Shirakawa Natsu squinted her eyes slightly. "Let me lie down for a while."
"Hmph~" Jingu Nao pouted and punched his chest rapidly with her fist: "No, no, you'll catch a cold."
Shirakawa Natsumi's drowsiness was completely chased away by the beating. She threw off the covers and said, "Okay, okay, I'll get up, stop beating me."
"Hehe~" Jingu Nao sat up with a grin and took off her tank top. During the battle, only the chest area was torn off and the tank top was pushed up to her chest, but she didn't take it off completely.
She reached to her waist, pulled the pantyhose down her long legs, and waved it in front of Shirakawa Natsu: "Natsu, do you want to take this back as a souvenir? Even though you didn't tear it."
"Tch, it's filthy, I don't want it." Shirakawa Natsu waved his hand. He wasn't a fan of black stockings, but he did like tearing stockings.
"Really?" Jingu Nao sniffed it and winked at him. "No, it only smells like summer."
Shirakawa Natsu blushed. He was a veteran of many battles, yet he was still made to blush by some of Jingu Nao's little gestures.
While taking a bath, Jingu Nao acted like a teasing little girl, and the two of them played around in the bathroom for a long time.
Jingu Nao noticed that Shirakawa Natsu's gaze was fixed on her. Without showing any shyness, she tiptoed and twirled in front of him like an elegant ballerina: "Was it pretty?"
"It looks good." Shirakawa Natsu nodded. Jingu Nao looked slim when she was dressed, but when she took her clothes off, it became clear that she wasn't skinny at all. Apart from her long, straight legs, her figure was also in perfect proportion, even better than Hojo Kanna's.
Of course, given Kanna Hojo's size, men's eyes would be drawn to her chest.
Just like Shirakawa Natsumi, who is clearly a leg fetishist, couldn't help but play with legs for half an hour.
The two lay warmly on the bed, with Nao Jingu resting her head on his shoulder: "Natsu, hold me tight, okay?"
"Mmm." Shirakawa Natsu reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Because of the two battles that took place during the day.
Shirakawa Natsu slept very soundly that night, and the morning sun shone on his face through the window.
It adds a touch of warmth to the room.
Shirakawa Natsu's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she opened her eyes in the sunlight. What came into view was Jingu Nao, who was sleeping with a smile on her face and her eyes slightly closed.
"It seems she's having a nice dream too." Shirakawa Natsu carefully got up from beside her.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, with her back to Jingu Nao, she looked for slippers on the floor.
The instant he left Jingu Nao.
Jingu Nao suddenly opened her eyes, her expression exceptionally cold, like the Siberian wind.
She immediately heard Shirakawa Natsu's voice, and her expression instantly blended with the warm sunlight streaming in from the window, transforming her into a vibrant teenage girl. She got out of bed as if to jump up: "Natsu, good morning~ I'll make you breakfast."
Shirakawa Natsumi put on her shoes and was startled by Jingu Nao: "No need, I'll go buy them outside."
"No way~" Jingu Nao laughed and threw off the covers, barefoot on the floor, skipping and hopping to the kitchen.
She quickly made a sandwich and placed it on the table, holding a cup of hot milk in both hands: "The weather is so nice today, look, the sky seems to be smiling, hee hee."
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded, thinking about the Yellow Hair App, after scrolling through Hojo Kanna's profile for thirty minutes.
His score increased from 21 to 51, which is an embarrassing score.
The advanced flowing golden medium-length hair can increase favorability by 20 points by default, but requires 60 points.
Upgrading photography to intermediate level only costs 30 points, but he's not going down the path of weirdness right now, so there's no need to upgrade.
It can only be used to exchange for stamina potions. After five bottles, a normal housewife would definitely be turned into a velvet ball by him.
But the main character is Kimura Momo, so besides giving her pleasure, it might not actually increase her favorability much.
"Damn it." Shirakawa Natsumi got angrier the more she thought about it. Why are all the yellow-haired apps full of weird and bizarre props? When will the pure love party finally stand up?
"I suddenly want to go to the beach. What kind of swimsuit does Natsu like?" Jingu Nao held a milk cup, grinning foolishly as she chattered on and on: "When winter comes, I want to see the snow and teach Natsu to ice skate."
"Hmm." Shirakawa Natsu thought of Hojo Kanna, wondering if they had slept together last night.
He was also quite curious about what positions two girls would use when they were together.
"Does Natsu regret it?" Jingu Nao suddenly stopped smacking her lips and looked over with a smile.