After watching Pipra head inside her home, Seiji slowly strolled through the quiet streets, his thoughts consumed by their kiss. Her lips, soft and sweet, lingered in his mind. It was different from the others—unlike anything he had experienced before. Perhaps it was because she was a virgin, untouched by romance or intimacy. Or maybe... maybe it was something more, something deeper. But Seiji shook his head, pushing those thoughts away. He wasn't looking for commitment—not yet. But with Pipra, something was different, and it unsettled him.
Seiji thought back to all the other women he had conquered. It never took long for him to claim them in bed—within hours, they would submit to him, inviting him into their embrace. Legs parted, bodies eager, they would surrender to him again and again. With his charm and touch, he had always been able to break through their defenses effortlessly.