manga artist Kirito

"Shiyu, do you know why most news reports about sex involve men being raped to death?" Looking at the girl's still flushed face, Kiritani remained calm, even though the moans coming from the bathroom had indeed made him wonder if the woman had been masturbating in there…

But that shouldn’t be the case, right?

I once asked one of my few female friends if women would masturbate if they suddenly felt aroused while showering. But she actually asked me in return, "Would you masturbate just because you see a picture on a doujinshi cover?"

...It feels a little strange, doesn't it?

Well, in short, everyone should probably avoid asking. If the relationship isn't good enough, it can really hurt your impression of them... This is a true story.

“…Huh?” Kasumigaoka Utaha picked up a towel and dried her hair. “Isn’t it because those men are useless?”

"You've finally admitted to your unsatisfied desires..." Kiritani-san smacked his lips. "The panties I left inside after showering... you wouldn't be using them as a spellcasting tool, would you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha tugged at her collar, then grabbed something nearby and threw it at him. "Don't be so arrogant, you bamboo stick. Even if I were desperate, I wouldn't use your panties as a spellcasting tool. Besides, isn't there a better one here—a dead virgin?"

"So you really considered it..." Kiritani-san turned off the record button and saved the audio. Kasumigaoka Utaha sensed something was wrong, but it was useless. After all, even ten Kasumigaoka Utaha wouldn't be able to find where the audio was saved.

"While I am indeed a virgin, bamboo pole... I'm at least a telephone pole. Although I won't vibrate, I can still generate electricity. Believe me or not, I'll strip you naked and throw you off the building right now?"

"Listen carefully, I didn't rub it!" Kasumigaoka glared, but when she met Kiritani's bright eyes, she subtly felt afraid.

P.S.: Well, I'd say the cover gets a good review, right?

Whatever, to that kid who thinks I'm posting daily, maybe we're not on the same wavelength.

Alright, where are your razor blades, your tips, and your votes?

You guys are just getting freebies...

202

【NO.200 Kneaded】

The world has never been fair.

Of course, this is not because the mother is also flat.

Just because there are also many injustices...

Kasumigaoka Utaha is a very charming girl—unfortunately, she's a masochist!

Especially after taking a bath, her graceful figure, like a lotus emerging from water, coupled with her languid temperament, makes her seem like a goddess—or perhaps a quirky woman.

So, in some ways, Kiritani-san and she are very compatible, because they are both crazy, and when they get together, they are naturally twice as crazy.

"To be honest, I don't like rainy days." Kiritani turned to look out the window. The rain was pouring down, getting heavier and heavier, pattering against the closed windowpane.

Shiyuu...

Sorry, but the drizzling rain is flowing down the window, blurring the whole world. The trees on the street are swaying in the strong wind, and the homeless people are shivering under the eaves. The flashing lights and the deafening lightning that streaks across the dark sky make Kiritani-kun frown slightly.

This kind of weather...

"And then?" Kasumigaoka Utaha spread a towel on the bed, her long hair still wet, and lay down lazily on it, casually grabbing a pillow and rubbing against it, her wine-red eyes looking somewhat hazy.

how to say……

I'm actually quite good at forcing awkward conversations; even just three words can make the other person so embarrassed they want to punch me.

"Shiyu, what do you think of me?"

"...Huh?" As if startled, the haze in her eyes instantly disappeared, and Kasumigaoka Utaha looked over nervously, only to find that Kiritani-san was still gazing at the world outside the window.

"You...what do you want to say?"

"Perhaps... this is our last time... Poking Wood Girl!" Feeling the fierce wind coming from behind, Kiritani-san immediately turned around and slapped the pillow that had been thrown at him, knocking it to the ground.

"You've ruined the atmosphere I finally created."

"She's really acting crazy." Kasumigaoka Utaha climbed onto another bed, took away her pillow, and said, "I'm really fed up with getting nervous over such a neurotic question."

"You don't understand, a woman who lacks imagination." The boy, immersed in his own world, sighed helplessly. High IQ is actually useless—yes, he was referring to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"I'm going to play games now, don't bother me." Glancing at the oblivious woman, Kiritani-san turned on the only computer in the room, logged into his own game platform, and after confirming that his two friends in the three-man squad were there, logged into the game.

The names of the friends are actually quite familiar to everyone. One is Iron Fist Punishment, which Kirito suspects is Shizuka Kawaii, and the other is Kashiwagi Eri, which is definitely Eriri.

By the way, Eriri is really weak, much weaker than Iron Fist Punch.

Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly relaxed and naturally moved an extra stool to sit next to Kiritani-kun. The scent of her shower gel and shampoo after her bath was a little strong, mixed with a faint fragrance.

But Kiritani didn't consider any of that. Instead, he reached out and grabbed the black hair that had fallen onto his elbow. The wetness of it made him slightly annoyed. He pulled it back while frowning and saying, "Didn't I tell you not to bother me? You really need to be disciplined, don't you think?"

"Get out of here, this is the coding tool that Machida prepared for me." Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her eyebrows and slapped Kiritani's wrist hard.

Not only did they not listen, they even insisted on coming closer...

This woman really deserves a beating...

Kiritani grinned, ignoring the fact that the game had already started for several seconds, and reached out to pinch that face, but was quickly bitten. "You really want to be trained... Do you think I'm some kind of impotent harem protagonist from a light novel?"

He pressed his hand against Kasumigaoka Utaha's collarbone and pushed her hard, sending her sprawling to the ground. As her buttocks hit the carpet, Kiritani-san calmly added a kick.

"Let me tell you, I'm the kind of shameless, pseudo-scumbag protagonist. If you keep causing trouble, I'll strip you naked, tie you to the bed, and then hold an electric fan and keep blowing it down there... Hey! You really don't believe me..."

Crack! Crack!

Outside the door, editor Machida stood in front of the room, holding the room key, listening blankly to the sounds coming from inside. He looked down at the room key in his hand, momentarily at a loss.

"...Room key...There's really no need to book an extra room. Why would I waste money arranging more?"

"I shouldn't have come looking for those two scoundrels again... Oh well, I'll keep the room key for myself."

…………

"Hey, Kasumigaoka, you..."

In a rather delicate position, Kasumigaoka Utaha lay on the carpet, her white bathrobe slightly loosened, revealing her tender, exposed skin, which was flushed red. Her pretty face, which held a hint of resentment, was also blushing crimson...

Kiritani stared blankly at the girl who had just let out a slightly pleasurable moan, and subtly removed his hand from her chest. "I've noticed something interesting—it's so obvious that even if I try not to pay attention, I've still noticed it."

"What?!" Feeling the hot breath and seeing the face so close that it was clearly visible, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt a little scared in the face of Kiritani-kun's blank expression.

Seemingly realizing that her current posture and tone didn't match her persona, she hardened up again. "So, what did you discover?"

"You like me a lot." Although the three great realizations of life are terrifying, Kasumigaoka Utaha's recent actions have been too obvious, so Kiritani-kun can say this with absolute certainty.

"Is that right? You went so far as to have Machida arrange for us to be in the same room to get my attention—you really are my sadist. Does that make you feel good?"

Hey! Why did the art style suddenly change?

Shi Yu carefully examined the boy's delicate and lovely face, her feelings somewhat indescribable. "Although I know that junior's face is as thick as a woman's breasts—I really didn't know that you didn't have a face at all."

"Is that so..." With her eyes slightly narrowed, Kirigaya-chan removed her other hand from Kasumigaoka's chest. Naturally, Kasumigaoka Utaha also removed her hand from Kirigaya-chan's chest. But soon, Kirigaya-chan lowered her head and looked at those wine-red eyes from less than ten centimeters away, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

"Perhaps I won't refuse..."

Slowly lowering her head, Kiritani-chan gradually approached the woman's face, while Kasumigaoka Utaha stared in astonishment at the increasingly close face, and then...

Then Kiritani-chan reached out and covered her mouth, grabbed the pillow that had fallen to the side, and slammed it against Kasumigaoka's face, adding a punch without hesitation, "You idiot, the game finally started, and now you're getting run over by a car after landing. I really want to beat you to death, you big-breasted alien. What good are you besides having big breasts? Can you even touch them?"

"Although the feel is indeed good, I'm still so annoyed!"

Then, Kiritani-chan looked horrified, because he heard a moan coming from below...

"what……"

"it hurts……"

"It hurts……"

"So...comfortable..."

It is recommended to use a monotone reading tone here...

"Damn masochist! I want to change rooms..."

…………

"What is it now? You're such a hassle, woman."

"It hurts...it hurts...let go..."

Kiritani impatiently questioned Haruno, who was aggressively trying to get his attention on the other end of the phone, while pressing Kasumigaoka Utaha, the aloof masochist, onto his thigh with his right hand—actually, this was not good, because Kiritani's thigh was being bitten by this woman.

"You really don't want to hear your sister's voice? I'm so angry... I kindly helped the boy I like buy stockings for another woman, but all I got in return was the word 'stalker'..."

"Hey, Haruno, do you know what the despair of a siscon is?" Kiritani-chan sneered as she pressed Kasumigaoka Utaha's head back and forth, asking indifferently.

“…Eek!” A nameless fear gripped Miss Yang, and she felt terrified.

"I'm going to be your little sister's brother. I'll take care of Yukinoko's feelings for you, her older sister. Yoko plus Yukinoko... Ah, double the sister complex, how wonderful..."

The cold voice was like a devil's whisper, and Yang Nai's smile froze on the other end of the phone.

Then came a furious roar, "I'd rather you be my brother-in-law than Yukino's brother!!! You perverted bastard, don't you dare lay a hand on my sister!!!"

Fortunately, Kiritani-chan had anticipated this and, after saying those words, put the phone to Kasumigaoka Utaha's ear—yes, Kasumigaoka Utaha now felt like she was about to go deaf.

This person is so despicable... How could I have chosen such a despicable person as my teacher?

"Chiba's specialty has never been fruits, seafood, or peanuts, but rather a sister complex, whether it's their own sister or someone else's sister—Haruno, feel the despair!"

"Hey! Please don't do this to..."

I don't quite understand my older sister's thoughts, which are trying to make Yukinoko see reality clearly. I also don't understand why she's been following me instead of Yukinoko lately...

After hanging up the phone, Kiritani put Haruno's matter out of her mind, lowered her eyes to look at Kasumigaoka, whose face was so red it was almost bleeding, and asked very gently, "Are you satisfied now?"

"Waaaaah, let go of me!" Kasumigaoka Utaha's resistance was anything but simple...

Then, Kasumigaoka Utaha was put into an even more seductive position by Kiriko-chan...

"If you feel it's not enough, I can continue." Kiritani-chan is kind-hearted. "I won't sleep tonight, I'll just discipline you, it's my duty as an educator!"

Although I have absolutely no connection to educators...

No, that's not right. In some ways, I should be considered the sex education teacher for otaku.

"So, where are you looking?"

P.S.: Sometimes I feel sorry for Haruno...

A total loser with less than five combat power among those who are obsessed with their younger sister...

Please feed them gently – it hurts!

203

【NO.201 Trash Dark Room】

Upon waking up and staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, Kiritani-san felt completely unwell.

Of course, Kiritani-san knew that nothing had happened; it was just that his brother was still standing tall and proud—excited.

Let me preface this by saying that I, Kiritani Kazuto, am still a virgin.

Feeling the difficulty in breathing, Kiritani-san reached out and pressed down on the mysterious head pressing against his head, finally pulling most of the head out of Kasumigaoka-san's chest—yes, the word "pull out" is the key.

Taking deep breaths of fresh air, this was the second time this week that Kiritani-san had experienced a chest-killing incident—she didn't quite understand why everyone wanted to suffocate her.

"Ugh, what are you doing?" Almost pushed off the bed, Kasumigaoka opened her sleepy eyes, a hint of anger in them.

This is probably what morning grumpiness is like...

Kirigaya glanced at the bed opposite him and his eyes fell into a deadpan expression. Why did this person have to squeeze in with me when there was a bed available?

Why... do you have to suffocate me with your chest?

One or two of them are like this...

Rubbing her flushed cheeks, Kiritani-san sat up straight. "I won't hold it against you for using me as a body pillow."

It's understandable. Girls subconsciously want to hug something when they sleep. For example, Asuna hugs me, and Shiina Mashiro hugs her knees. Well, although Shiina Mashiro looks a bit pitiful like that, what can you do when she always sleeps curled up under her desk? In that position, there's nothing to hug except her knees.

However, there are some things to keep in mind.

For example, last time I gave her a lap pillow, I unintentionally left a mark on her stockings, but in this situation now, I guess... probably not, right?

To be honest, it's incomprehensible that Kasumigaoka Utaha would climb into my bed and not sleep with me. You can imagine all sorts of scenarios of a masochist meeting a super sadist—well, actually I don't know what the situation is either.

But I have to say, if it weren't for the possibility of suffocation, the breast pillow would be really comfortable... And, without a doubt, I got a great deal, as I didn't end up waking up to find Kasumigaoka Utaha sitting on the edge of the bed smoking.

Similarly, there was no particular watermark visible on the front of Kasumigaoka Utaha's high breasts, which were covered by her bathrobe—I don't know if there was one inside.

"It's nothing. I thought you were going to do something to me, so you pushed me down. Luckily, you only took advantage of me and didn't touch me or anything." Kiritani-kun still clearly remembered what his girlfriend, Asuna, had said during their phone call last night.

Although it was indeed a bit beastly, we spent the whole night alone, and nothing really happened.