"You clearly agreed just now..." Miura Gensuke tilted his head and looked at her computer screen.
It's indeed a kissing video tutorial...
The French kiss kind.
He thought it was just a touch of lips.
"Forget it... just come here..."
After turning off the computer, Tsukimiya Sakurano knelt on the bed, the tension on her face lessened a lot:
"Sister will teach you now, but it's not a French kiss. That kind of thing... wait until..."
“…” Miura Gensuke took off his slippers and sat opposite her.
After looking at each other for a moment, they both laughed at the same time.
Such a serious kiss is indeed a bit strange.
There is absolutely no real meaning to the kiss.
"Well, it's nothing. I just wanted to help you complete your mission."
Tsukimiya Sakurano gently held his face, kissed him on the lips lightly, and then kissed him on the forehead.
Although the contact time was short, the softness and warmth of the other person's lips were transmitted well.
"There's one more time, right?"
Tsukimiya Sakurano said in a soft voice, closing her eyes at the same time, as if letting him do whatever he wanted: "You come and kiss me..."
After hugging Tsukimiya Sakurano, Miura Gensuke also kissed her lightly.
But the stay time is a little longer, about ten seconds.
Or longer...
Tsukimiya Sakurano just blinked her eyelashes a few times and didn't show any protest.
After the kiss, there was a long silence.
Miura Gensuke found that the lipstick tasted very good.
"finished……"
The first to break the silence was Tsukimiya Sakuno, who smiled: "So, my brother's problem is solved, right?"
Miura Gensuke lifted up his shirt and looked down.
It has not been resolved and the countdown continues.
Only the numbers below have changed.
It changed from 1/3 to 2/3.
So 3 is not the number of kisses, but the number of people kissed?
"It's actually like this..."
"But I can't help you with the rest."
After discovering the truth, Tsukimiya Sakurano, with mixed emotions, lay down on the bed, gently tapped his nose with her pink toes, and said seriously:
"But before you leave, there's something very important I need to explain."
Miura Gensuke's expression also turned serious.
"I'm not heavy at all!"
Tsukimiya Sakurano's tone was very annoyed: "Why did you say that yesterday... Do I look fat?"
Is it because of this?
Looking at the white jade feet swaying in front of him, Miura Gensuke couldn't help laughing.
"what's so funny?"
"If you don't believe me, you can try picking up your sister..."
Miura Gensuke looked at his bandaged palm and shook his head in refusal.
Rather than hugging each other, he wanted to take a nap.
The sunshine today is so nice.
After yawning, he lay down on Tsukimiya Sakurano's bed and closed his eyes.
But Tsukimiya Sakurano refused to give in. She put her arm on his chest with an unhappy look on her face and asked, "Is my sister heavy or not?"
This way you can really feel the weight of the other person intuitively.
It’s not really heavy...
It's just very soft.
After a moment, Miura Gensuke hugged the curvy Tsukimiya-senpai like a pillow.
"younger brother?"
Sakurano's voice was very soft, not like a question.
"This is to help the senior get rid of the abnormal influence." Miura Gensuke explained in a low voice with little confidence.
Looking at Miura Gensuke who was obviously lying, Tsukimiya Sakurano bit her lip to hold back her laughter.
This kid isn't that honest sometimes...
But he saved my life, so I'll just let him hug me...
……
……
……
at dusk.
After sleeping at his senior's house for a morning and working in a coffee shop for an afternoon, Gensuke Miura returned to his apartment.
As he expected, Asano Mio also came back.
At this moment, she was sitting on the sofa waiting for him with a worried look on her face.
Like an exquisite puppet abandoned by the gods in this world.
"your hands……"
"It's okay." Miura Gensuke moved his arms a few times in front of Asano Mio, then took her hand.
“…” Asano Mio knew that this was slowing down the speed of her shrinking.
"What are we having for dinner tonight?" Miura Gensuke didn't ask her where she went or why she left.
Because he is really hungry now.
"Cooking requires both hands..." Asano Mio got up and walked to the kitchen.
Miura Gensuke had no choice but to hug her waist instead.
She felt a little thin, which made him want to hug her tighter.
"what--"
Asano Mio sighed softly, seeming helpless.
"What's wrong?" Miura Gensuke looked puzzled and carried the petite idol girl to the refrigerator so that she could choose ingredients.
"Nothing..." Asano Mio bit her cherry lips lightly: "You...you really...why aren't you angry with me?"
Miura Gensuke took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator.
With a "pop" sound, the pull ring was pulled open, and the carbon dioxide in the carbon drink rushed out as imagined, making a pleasant sound.
After gulping down the drink for a few seconds, Miura Gensuke tapped her forehead:
"Actually, I was a little angry last night."
"I'm sorry..." Asano Mio turned around and apologized.
"So what are we having for dinner tonight?" asked Gensuke Miura curiously.
"Let's go out for dinner? It's my treat."
Asano Mio blinked her beautiful eyes, then stood on tiptoe and plucked a long hair from his shoulder: "This is..."
There is no doubt that this is Senior Tsukimiya's hair.
“…” Miura Gensuke was a little nervous for a moment.
"How about going for ramen?" Asano Mio threw the hair into the trash can without commenting.
"That belongs to Senior Tsukimiya." Miura Gensuke explained it himself.
However, isn’t it easy to be exposed when eating out with idols?
As if seeing through his thoughts, Asano Mio kicked him lightly.
Indeed, without the height-increasing insoles, Asano Mio would be almost like a younger sister next to him...
Her current physical age is no longer that of a high school student...
As for the face, you can also create different auras through makeup.
So it’s okay even if we eat out together.
"I sometimes work part-time at a ramen shop. Let's go there. They have discounts."
"Gensuke." Upon hearing this, Asano Mio took out her wallet and handed it to him: "Are you short of money? I have plenty here."
"I checked, and the hourly wage for part-time jobs is only around 1000 yen..."
"Even if you work all day, you don't have much savings, right?"
"You..." These very real words left Miura Gensuke speechless for a moment: "Are you teaching me how to live? I've been supporting myself for a long time..."
"Gensuke..." Asano Mio hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I just feel that working part-time is very hard..."
"I want to help you share some of the burden..."
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