He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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"Ok."

Shirakawa didn't understand why Miike was pretending to be asleep at this critical juncture.

He had no choice but to agree, since it was just like last night, merely a matter of physical skill, nothing serious.

Sakura pulled Shirakawa away from the master bedroom.

Miike Naeko secretly got out of bed, turned on her laptop, which contained surveillance footage of the Shirakawa family.

I was busy moving all day today and hadn't even had a chance to unpack it yet, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Through these days of spying, Michi unconsciously awakened a different kind of fantasy.

Voyeurism is a psychological phenomenon where the act of spying on others' private behavior can provide a sense of superiority and control, thereby alleviating feelings of unease.

That's why she pretended to be asleep; she wanted to see Shirakawa and the young high school girl doing that kind of thing.

I couldn't control my job, and the bureau chief dismissed me without my consent.

Feeling distressed and frustrated, resentful of one's own incompetence.

Spying on Shirakawa's life, especially seeing him engage in such lewd acts with others, gave her a comfortable feeling of having Shirakawa's life completely under her control.

This feeling of comfort far outweighed the envy.

After all, age is a huge gap, and it's a pipe dream for Miike Naeko to be in a romantic relationship with Shirakawa.

Just stay by Shirakawa's side.

Miike Naeko silently turned on the camera on her computer.

What kind of expression would Shirakawa have when he's with a young high school girl?

108. Open-mindedness + Bite

Sakura pulled Shirakawa into the bedroom.

"Brother Shirakawa, turn around first, I'll get ready a little." Sakura pointed to her small bag.

Dress up? You're already wearing this outfit, what else can you dress up for?

Shirakawa turned his back.

There was a rustling sound, a tinkling sound, and Sakura even called out softly.

"Alright, Shirakawa-nii~~"

Shirakawa turned around and immediately broke Shirakawa's composure.

Sakura wore a pair of fluffy cat ears and a pink necklace with a small golden bell hanging in front of it, which jingled whenever she moved.

That outfit became even more alluring; the large pink tulle over her neck looked even more captivating in the dim light, revealing her fair and tender belly, and the straps of her dress creating small indentations on her shoulders.

The small piece of fabric on her lower body was connected to the white stockings on her thighs by a small white leather buckle on each side.

It looks like garter stockings with garter straps.

Sakura gently hooked the small clasp with her delicate little finger; the clasp snapped back and hit her thigh.

"Snapped"

Her legs swayed slightly.

Behind her, there was a fluffy tail, and from the front, there was no belt.

She just shouted it out, could it be...?

"How is it, Shirakawa-nii? Is it good?" Sakura spun around on the spot, then clenched her fist, raised it to her chin, and meowed like a kitten.

"Meow~~~"

That cry resonated deep within Shirakawa's heart.

"nice..."

Shirakawa never imagined that such a magnificent scene, which even a doujinshi couldn't capture, would appear before him.

"That's good." Sakura breathed a sigh of relief.

This outfit and the tail were suggestions from Sakura's friends. Sakura practiced a lot behind the scenes to make them comfortable to wear.

Moreover, the tail feels cool and refreshing when worn, which is quite "comfortable".

"Brother Shirakawa, lie down on the bed and wait for me."

Shirakawa lay in bed, silently reciting ancient poems to distract himself.

Just help her once with your hand!

It'll be over soon, just bear with it, it'll pass!

Sakura took out the scented candles from her bag, placed them on the table, and then took out a lighter.

Sakura tested the lighter several times to make sure it ignited before bringing it over.

Sakura lit the scented candles and turned off the lights, instantly darkening the room with only the pale yellow candlelight and the bright moonlight reflecting each other.

This made the atmosphere in the entire bedroom even more intense.

Shirakawa smelled a strange odor that was hard to describe.

My mind is starting to feel a bit jumbled.

Scented candles?

Ah, this thing, he felt like he'd heard of it somewhere before.

A shadow has fallen over my memory; no matter how hard I try, I can't recall it.

Sakura lay back down in the same spot she had been in the night before.

Shirakawa repeated the same work process as last night.

However, this time was different. Sakura was not as shy as she was last night, nor did she quickly "surrender," as if she had other plans.

It was during Shirakawa's fingertips that he was working.

Sakura turned her head slightly and met Shirakawa's gaze.

You can feel the scorching heat from every breath of Sakura.

"Brother Shirakawa~" Sakura's voice was sweet and sticky, "Since you like me, why can't you let Sakura be your girlfriend?"

Shirakawa looked at Sakura, whose fair face was flushed with a blush. The two were less than the length of an index finger apart.

"I have some difficulties to discuss, I'm sorry..." Shirakawa explained.

"So, even if Sakura isn't Shirakawa-nii's girlfriend, will Shirakawa-nii still be with me in the future?"

"Yes, I will." Shirakawa looked directly into Sakura's eyes and said firmly.

"No matter what, I will never abandon Sakura; no matter what happens, I will always think of Sakura first..."

“I will,” Shirakawa said. “Even if the world is destroyed, I will stay with Sakura.”

Even if we're not boyfriend and girlfriend?

"Mm." Shirakawa nodded slightly.

Strange, these sweet words seem to come out of my mouth uncontrollably.

How could this be?

My consciousness began to become blurry and unclear, just like when I was sick with a fever.

"That's great, Shirakawa-nii." Sakura smiled sweetly, but there was a hint of illness in that smile.

Sakura reached out and suddenly grabbed it, slowly moving her palm with force, her beautiful manicured nails gently brushing against it, giving Shirakawa an extraordinary experience.

The two remained in this state of "mutual caressing".

Sakura kissed him at the opportune moment, the pink snake burrowing into Shirakawa's tightly closed lips, enjoying everything about him.

The speed of their attacks also began to increase.

Shirakawa felt as if his consciousness and body were a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, and he was gradually losing control of them.

After the kiss, Sakura raised her head, smiling sickly, and pulled Shirakawa's hand away from the forbidden area. She lifted it up, and once again wrapped and wiped it, just like last time, taking everything that was between Shirakawa's fingers.

Then she lay on the bed with her hands on the ground and slowly crawled down, facing the fire, and used fragrant saliva to quench it.

"Sakura-sama, no!" Shirakawa tried to push Sakura away, but his strength had been completely drained.

"My friend told me that guys like it when girls do this."

What kind of friends are these?!

Sakura used her prized "assets" to easily trap and submerge that soft spot in the sea of ​​red and white.

So hot!

Sakura could also feel the scorching temperature and the smell that entered her nostrils.

Ugh!