บท 59: Tenderness
Outside the house, a sudden gust of wind arrived, bringing a torrential downpour.
The unexpected spring rain pattered incessantly, relentlessly battering the originally bright cherry blossom trees by the roadside.
Under the cover of night, the dark raindrops continuously assaulted the blooming cherry blossoms.
The light pink petals were hit hard by the continuous raindrops, falling piece by piece, scattering all over the street, and humming in the puddles formed by the roadside.
The slender branches swayed gently in the wind and storm, rustling loudly in the howling wind.
Raindrops silently slid down the window glass, marking time in the ink-black night, like an hourglass in silent operation.
The night quietly passed in this noisy yet harmonious spring rain.
This sudden spring rain lasted all night long.
It wasn't until the halo of light on the horizon pierced the dense darkness like a sharp sword that it quietly stopped.
But when stormy weather disappeared, what was left was a mess all over the place.
The large and small depressions on the streets were filled with dirty rainwater.
And the roadside greenery drooped listlessly, laden with crystal-clear water droplets.
Despite all the mess, the fresh air mixed with the scent of earth revitalized the spirits of the creatures waking up from their slumber.
The birds that built their nests on the branches of the cherry blossoms emerged from their nests, chirping and shaking the rain off their feathers.
Without waiting to look around,
The sound of conversation in the house not far away caught its attention, making it tilt its head curiously.
"Ah, yes, I'm her brother. Otome caught a cold last night and can't go to school today."
"Ah, okay, okay."
"It's not serious. it's not serious, just a day's rest will do."
"Thank you, teacher."
"Goodbye, teacher."
Beep~
Hanging up the phone, Sasaki sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at Otome, who was slumped on the bed and had not yet woken up, through the light projected from the window.
Her smooth cherry-colored hair was messily spread across the large bed.
Under the disheveled hair, the exposed delicate face was full of lingering tears and a blush that had not faded.
Although the slim body covered by the thin quilt couldn't be seen, the red marks on the neck and collarbone were particularly conspicuous.
Despite this, the corners of her slightly raised mouth were filled with indescribable happiness and satisfaction.
Seeing such a scene, the boy tenderly stroked the girl's forehead with a loving gaze.
"I might have overdone it with Otome."
He really didn't expect that she would be the kind of person who was both good and fun-loving.
She was obviously so tired that she couldn't even move a finger, but she was still holding his neck as if "I'm okay, you can continue".
And Sasaki, caught up in the moment and blinded by passion, really thought she was the type to grow stronger in battle.
As a result, the night passed, and he was fine, lively as ever.
But Otome couldn't be woken up, no matter how much he called.
As a last resort, he unlocked her cell phone and asked her teacher for a day off.
But looking at the girl's lethargic state, barely able to open her eyes, he wondered if a day off would be enough.
Muttering so in his heart, Sasaki moved his body and got into the thin quilt.
Feeling the softness in his arms, he rubbed the girl's blushing face reproachfully.
"See what happens when you play too hard? Now you can't get up, and you still need me to ask for leave from your teacher."
"Good thing you're not hurt..."
Nestling in the familiar warm embrace, inhaling the scent that made her so obsessed with it.
Sakuragi Otome came a little closer again, closing her eyes, rubbing her cheek against Sasaki's unconsciously.
Her lips, reddened and slightly chapped, murmured softly.
"Liar, so scary, I don't want to see Fuyumi anymore...sneaky cat, help..."
Even with his ears close to Otome's mouth, Sasaki could only catch half of what she said.
But even half a sentence was enough to fill him with guilt.
"Sorry..."
Kissing Otome's forehead again and again, he hugged the girl, who was sleeping in his arms, tighter.
It was also his fault.
Had he not been so overcome, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
But at such times, a man's physical strength refills, and his sense slowly zeroes out, he couldn't control himself.
If Otome had just said 'stop' earlier, he wouldn't have lost his mind like this.
But blaming a girl, who was trying her best to fulfil her lover's desires was not something he would do.
So he could only take this guilt in his heart and take care of her tenderly.
Kissing the girl's forehead guiltily, Sasaki was about to take a day off for himself and spend time with her at home when,
The originally sleeping girl suddenly opened her big hazy and moist eyes.
Her usually clear blue eyes now appeared clouded, resembling a tiny heart filled with love.
Feeling the love and affection of her lover, Sakuragi Otome snuggled closer into Sasaki's embrace, her voice husky.
"Fuyumi..."
"Well, I am here, are you hungry?"
Although he was surprised that Otome woke up, Sasaki was more concerned about her condition now.
Shaking her head in the boy's arms, Sakuragi Otome half-closed her eyes and whispered in a hoarse yet charming voice.
"Not hungry, so full... Are you hungry, Fuyumi... I am now..."
Saying that, the girl wanted to straighten her body, which was so weak, as if her bones had been knocked out.
But before she could fully straighten her trembling arms, Sasaki pulled her into his arms.
Caressing her smooth hair, the boy said with emotion in his heart:
"Sleep, I'm not hungry. I've taken the day off for you, just rest at home today. I'll be with you."
Originally, Sasaki thought that she would respond happily.
After all, after their first night of passion, girls will long for their lovers to be by their side to take care of them.
But after hearing this, the girl's slightly distracted eyes regained some of their former clarity, and she stretched out her hand to gently push Sasaki: "You should go to school. You've only been for one day, and now you don't want to go again? That's not okay."
Holding her soft little hand and gently caressing it in his palm, Sasaki lowered his head and kissed her, his eyes pleading: "But you..."
As if she knew what he was going to say, Sakuragi Otome blinked her joyous and loving eyes, feigning nonchalance as she shook her head.
"I'm fine, I just need to sleep for a while."
"Go to school quickly, or I'll get angry."
After saying that, she stared fiercely at the boy's handsome face.
'Didn't the books say that boys' first time... would be very quick.
Liar books, Fuyumi didn't stop for even a second the whole night...'
Sakuragi Otome wanted to let Fuyumi know that she was good and that those sneaky cats were far inferior to her.
Because of those books, she always believed in the idea that
'Fuyumi will be done soon,' so she kept her spirits up, biting the bedsheet, and endured the night with gritted teeth.
As a result, now she looked up tiredly, and saw that his mental appearance was the same as last night.
Sakuragi Otome suddenly felt a little frustrated.
Not getting the upper hand in wit was one thing, after all, she had no experience and knew nothing.
But now that it's all like this, she still hadn't taken advantage of it at all.
This made her wonder whether the book Rinka gave her was fake.
"There's still time..."
Not paying attention to her coquettish ferocity, Sasaki smiled and hugged the warm mutton-fat jade in his arms.
Hearing the words that seemed to imply something, and Fuyumi's 'unintentional' smile.
Otome's originally radiant skin immediately flushed with an enticing rosy hue.
Aside from the initial pain that seemed to tear her body apart.
The rest of the process was as comfortable as floating in the clouds.
But it was precisely because she had been drifting for so long that Sakuragi Otome had been in a daze from the beginning of the half, and could only passively endure it.
That feeling of being adrift in a raging sea, utterly at the mercy of the waves, involuntary made her particularly fascinated, but also a little faintly frightened.
Therefore, faced with Fuyumi's invitation for a rematch, Otome Sakuragi, feeling like she wouldn't want to think about such matters for the next few days, pitifully shook her head.
The girl's pleading look, with furrowed brows and lightly bitten lip, her gaze shimmering like water,
Made Sasaki, who had only intended to sleep, stunned for a moment.
Realizing what she was afraid of, he couldn't help but chuckle and tenderly pinch Otome's soft, smooth cheek.
"Am I that scary? I'm just taking a nap, don't think about it so much, little temptress."
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