Chapter 417: A Kiss is Also Considered a Service
Watching Izumi Saori sitting at the front of the stall, Hachiman smirked.
With the popularity of "Sword Art Online," the value of Izumi Saori, the exclusive illustrator for this light novel, naturally soared.
In simple terms, this lady definitely wasn't lacking in money now.
Never did he expect to encounter her selling artbooks at the summer exhibition today.
Ero-manga-sensei...
Come to think of it, isn't "Ero-manga-sensei" a play on words for adult manga?
Could it be that drawing artbooks is actually this lady's main job, while being an illustrator is just a side gig?
With this thought, Hachiman's expression turned odd.
However, although it's called an artbook, it's actually just a collection of explicit illustrations. There aren't any actual scenes like that, and with its exquisite art style, it could easily pass as a collection of art prints.
Since Ebina wanted to buy one, the three naturally lined up.
As the line moved forward, they quickly reached the front of the stall.
"Eromanga Sensei, please give me a copy of your artbook," Ebina requested as she stood in front of the stall.
"No problem, that will be 1,800 yen. Thank you for your patronage," Saori's gentle voice replied.
Although 1,800 yen was already a bit pricey, as a renowned figure in the industry, her artbooks were definitely worth it.
With both parties exchanging money and goods, the transaction was quickly completed.
After Ebina left, it was Hachiman's turn next.
Looking at Saori behind the stall, Hachiman greeted her first, "Miss Izumi, it's been a while."
Surprised to hear someone calling her name, Saori raised her head and saw Hachiman standing in front of the stall, a smile on his face.
"Oh, it's Hikigaya-kun. It's been a while indeed."
Although the two had just discussed the illustrations for the first volume of the new book a few days ago, it was through emails and they hadn't met in person.
"Why is Miss Izumi selling artbooks here? Is it to supplement your income?"
After all, she was the illustrator for his novel, so Hachiman couldn't help but show some concern.
"Of course not, thanks to you, Hikigaya-kun, Sagiri and I are doing well now and don't lack money. As for drawing artbooks, it's just my hobby," Saori chuckled, picking up a book from the table and recommending it.
"By the way, would you like a copy too, Hikigaya-kun? I'm quite confident in my artwork."
Normally, one would feel embarrassed if recognized by acquaintances while selling their own artbooks. But this lady didn't seem to mind at all, instead enthusiastically recommending her work to Hachiman.
Seeing this scene, Hachiman smirked.
But after all, she was the exclusive illustrator for his novel, so it was only right to show some support.
"Well then, I'll take one."
"No problem, that will be 1,800 yen. Thank you for your patronage."
With another book sold, Saori naturally smiled happily.
For Hachiman, the money was inconsequential, so he handed over the 2,000 yen he had just earned.
Taking the change and the book, Hachiman nodded with a smile.
"In that case, I won't disturb you any longer, Miss Izumi. I wish you a prosperous day in business."
"Mhmm, goodbye, Hikigaya-kun," Saori smiled back.
"Buh-bye."
After bidding farewell to the lady, Hachiman turned and left the line.
As he returned to the two girls, Ebina looked at him with shining eyes, "I didn't expect it, Hachiman, you actually know Eromanga Sensei."
Yumiko couldn't help but feel a bit perplexed. How did Hachiman seem to know everyone they encountered?
"Well, it's just a coincidence. Miss Izumi happens to be the illustrator for my novel," Hachiman replied with a faint smile.
"Huh? Eromanga Sensei is the illustrator for your novel?"
Upon hearing this, both girls were surprised. It seemed too much of a coincidence.
Yumiko also had her doubts, "Since she's the illustrator for your novel, why is she still selling artbooks?"
Given the popularity of Hachiman's novel among the girls, logically, Saori, as the illustrator, shouldn't be short of money.
"Well, it's just her hobby, that's all. Let's not delve too deeply into it," Hachiman shrugged. "Anyway, we're done buying the books. Do you two want to buy anything else? If not, we can head home."
"Yeah, let's go back."
Both Ebina and Yumiko had no objections.
Exiting the cool venue, they were hit by a wave of heat. Checking the time, it was already past 11 o'clock, the hottest time of the day.
Glancing at the weather, Hachiman smiled, "Let's go. I'll treat you to some cold drinks."
Arriving at a roadside drink shop, each of them bought a drink.
Sipping on the cold beverages, it felt like the summer heat had diminished significantly.
Since it was already this time, Hachiman decided to treat them to lunch as well, as he wasn't short on money anyway.
After lunch, Ebina left on her own, while Hachiman escorted Yumiko home.
Soon, they arrived at the girl's doorstep.
Taking out her keys and opening the door, Yumiko offered, "Do you want to come in for a while?"
Hachiman thought for a moment and didn't refuse, "Sure."
After all, he didn't have much to do today, and the weather outside was still very hot. It wouldn't hurt to wait until it cooled down a bit before heading home.
"Then come in."
Seeing Hachiman nod, Yumiko went in first and fetched a pair of slippers from the entrance shoe cabinet, placing them by Hachiman's feet.
"Here, you can wear these. They're new."
After changing into the slippers, they entered the house and found that Mrs. Miura wasn't home.
"Mom might be out shopping. Let's sit on the sofa for a while," Yumiko turned on the TV. "I'll wash some fruit for us."
With that, she headed to the kitchen to wash some fruit to serve to Hachiman.
However, before the girl could turn around, Hachiman pulled her back, causing Yumiko to fall directly into his arms due to inertia.
"Hey, what are you doing all of a sudden? Let go of me."
"What's the rush? Do you need to be so polite to your boyfriend?" Hachiman chuckled and then hugged the girl tightly.
Hearing Hachiman's words, Yumiko snorted, "Hmph, stop talking nonsense. Who said you're my boyfriend, shameless."
Although she said that, she didn't seem to struggle at all.
"And besides, you shameless boyfriend of mine, you're not just mine, right?"
Hachiman couldn't help but find it amusing how jealous the girl was.
"Well, you're right about that, but right now, the only one by my side is you, Yumiko, isn't it?"
Seeing Hachiman being so straightforward without any pretense, Yumiko felt a bit angry, but before she could react, she heard Hachiman's voice again.
"And right now, what I want to taste more than fruits is you, Yumiko."
The next moment, the girl felt a familiar warmth on her lips as Hachiman kissed her, and all her annoyance melted away under his kiss.
Gradually, she wrapped her arms around Hachiman's neck, closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.
After what felt like an eternity, their lips parted, and Yumiko looked at Hachiman's familiar face with a charming blush on her cheeks. She reached out and lightly tapped his chest.
"Hey, stop being so casual about kissing me."
Hearing this, Hachiman smirked, "I didn't kiss you casually. You agreed to it, Yumiko."
Seeing him blatantly lying with his eyes open, Yumiko pouted in annoyance.
"What nonsense! When did I agree to let you kiss me?"
"I'm not making it up. Remember the birthday gift you gave me?" Hachiman wagged his finger. "Yumiko, do you remember the gift vouchers you gave me?"
Yumiko was puzzled. "Birthday gift... You mean those vouchers?"
Of course, the girl remembered, and the idea for those vouchers was even suggested by Mrs. Miura.
"That's right, those vouchers," Hachiman nodded.
"Didn't you say those vouchers could be used for me to provide some services?"
"In my opinion, kissing could be considered a kind of service, you know."
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Chapter 418: Intrusion Before Mother
"In my opinion, kissing is also a kind of service," Hachiman said with a smile.
Upon hearing Hachiman's words, Yumiko was stunned.
She never expected that Hachiman would use those vouchers for this purpose. What's more, she couldn't believe how shameless he was to say such brazen words without batting an eyelid.
"You... you..."
Yumiko hadn't managed to say anything before Hachiman continued with a smile.
"These are the birthday gifts you gave me, you know. Are you trying to take them back now?"
Upon hearing this, the girl was speechless.
Indeed, she had personally given those vouchers as gifts. There was no way she could take them back. After all, Yumiko Miura had some pride.
This made her feel a bit frustrated. "I didn't give you those vouchers for you to do this kind of thing."
"I believe this is the correct use of those vouchers. Otherwise, what would you use them for? To help me prepare lunch?" Hachiman shrugged.
"You're not good at cooking, are you, Yumiko?"
This made Yumiko even more frustrated because Hachiman was telling the truth. She really wasn't good at cooking, especially compared to Hachiman.
Was Hachiman going to use all those vouchers for this kind of thing?
Thinking about the ten vouchers, Yumiko felt helpless.
Damn, Mom, what kind of terrible idea did you come up with? You're going to drive me crazy.
Actually, kissing wasn't so bad. But what if Hachiman demanded something more excessive in the future?
Thinking about what might happen later, Yumiko's face flushed slightly, and at the same time, she felt a hint of anticipation.
"Hmph, you better behave yourself. If you dare to make any unreasonable demands, I'll revoke your voucher privileges, do you understand?"
After thinking it over, the girl decided to impose a restriction on Hachiman.
"Alright, alright, you can rest assured. Even if we do that kind of thing, it will only happen if you're willing," Hachiman reassured her, understanding her concerns, and smiled.
Upon hearing his words, Yumiko's face blushed slightly, and she spat, "Hmph, you wish! Who would willingly do that kind of thing with you?"
But as soon as she finished speaking, the girl furrowed her brows slightly.
"Just wait for me here, I need to go to the bathroom."
With that, she hurried towards the direction of the restroom.
As time passed, Hachiman waited for a while, but Yumiko still hadn't come out, which made him curious. Then, he heard the sound of a message notification on his phone.
Opening it, he saw that it was a message from Yumiko.
\[Can you... help me with something? Go to my room and bring me... bring me a sanitary pad.\]
A sanitary pad?
Seeing this message, Hachiman smirked.
No wonder Yumiko had been in the bathroom for so long. It seemed like Aunt Flo had paid a visit.
\[No problem, leave it to me.\]
He replied to the girl's message and then went upstairs.
Based on the nameplate on the door, it was easy to find Yumiko's room.
The door wasn't locked, so he could just push it open.
Entering the room, Hachiman stepped inside.
It was his first time in the girl's room, so he couldn't help but look around curiously.
The room wasn't particularly large, and there was a faint lavender fragrance in the air. The overall color scheme of the room was pink, and the bed was neatly made, with several fluffy plush toys placed on top.
Hachiman didn't expect Yumiko to be quite girly.
Across from the bed was a large dressing table, also pink, with various bottles and jars of cosmetics on it.
Next to the dressing table was a desk, with a red laptop, a small lamp, and a bookshelf and pen holder on top.
Sanitary pad... It should be in the drawer.
With that in mind, Hachiman approached the desk and opened the drawer.
Sure enough, he found the sanitary pad inside. After taking one out, he left the room.
Back in the living room, Hachiman stood in front of the bathroom door and knocked.
"I got the sanitary pad. Can I come in and give it to you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yumiko's voice, filled with embarrassment and anger, "You wish! Just wait a moment."
There was a faint rustling sound from inside, and then the bathroom door opened slightly, revealing a hand reaching out.
"Pass me the sanitary pad."
"Here you go." Hachiman handed the sanitary pad over.
Taking the pad, Yumiko quickly withdrew her arm, and then there was the sound of the door being closed with a bang, followed by the click of the lock, even audible to Hachiman's ears.
Hmm.
Seeing this, Hachiman smirked.
Why lock the door? Is she worried I'll barge in?
Come on, who would want to see that bloody scene? I'm not a pervert.
With a shake of his head, Hachiman returned to the sofa.
After a while, the bathroom door opened again, and Yumiko emerged.
Perhaps because she had been sitting for too long, her legs were trembling slightly.
Noticing this, Yumiko didn't look too good. Her face was a little pale, and her eyebrows were furrowed as if she were holding back something.
Seeing her like this, Hachiman quickly stood up and approached her.
"What's wrong? You don't look too good."
"I... I'm fine." Yumiko shook her head.
Seeing her trying to be strong, Hachiman frowned disapprovingly.
"Tell me the truth. What's really wrong?"
Although Hachiman's tone was somewhat stern, Yumiko couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness in her heart.
Rubbing his palms together to warm them up, Hachiman looked at Yumiko in front of him.
"I'm here," he said.
"Yeah, go ahead," Yumiko nodded, stretching her neck as if offering it to a guillotine.
Seeing this, Hachiman smirked but didn't waste any time. He reached his right hand under the hem of her shirt.
Luckily, Yumiko was wearing something convenient today. If she had been in a dress, he would have had to strip her.
As his right hand touched the softness of her abdomen, Hachiman felt a smooth and delicate texture flowing through his fingers.
But he didn't just revel in the sensation; his palm emitted a faint holy light as he began massaging Yumiko's abdomen.
At first, when Yumiko felt Hachiman's palm on her stomach, her body tensed up, but the next moment, she felt a warm flow emanating from his hand, rapidly dissipating the unbearable pain she had felt just moments ago.
It's...magical.
She hadn't expected this guy to actually know some medical techniques.
"Ah..."
Perhaps because it felt too good, Yumiko let out a soft moan, making the atmosphere a bit awkward.
Hearing her own strange sound, Yumiko blushed, but the comforting sensation made her reluctant to stop.
What if the pain comes back if I stop?
Just a little longer, just a while longer.
...
Time passed slowly, and neither of them spoke.
Yumiko was basking in the comforting warmth, while Hachiman enjoyed the smooth and soft sensation of her abdomen.
Since Yumiko didn't ask him to stop, Hachiman continued, finding it quite enjoyable and not wanting to stop.
As the holy light continued to warm Yumiko's abdomen, the pain gradually diminished, replaced by a strange sensation that made her unable to resist another soft moan.
"Mmm...so comfortable..."
Her voice trembled slightly, tinged with pleasure.
At that moment, Hachiman heard faint footsteps approaching.
Then he saw Mrs. Miura, dressed in casual clothes, entering with a few plastic bags in her hands, speaking as she walked.
"Yumiko, you're back from your date..."
But her words came to a sudden halt.
The next moment, the eyes of all three people met in the air.
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