A super great writer in the second dimension

　Your father initially wanted you to study abroad, but you probably didn't want to go, right?

　Then, after hearing what Nakiri said, you decided to study abroad?

　May I ask what the underlying principle is?

　Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled, "Of course I want to know about your past, Britain. I think that if I want to be with you in the future, I have to experience the places you lived in. I want to think and feel with the same mindset as you."

　Based on my understanding of someone like you... you're bound to have many lovers in the future, so I'm going to study abroad, do you understand?

　Arashi Sanzenin felt a bit of a stomachache.

　What does it mean to have many lovers?

　Although there are already two...

　He didn't want to judge whether what he did was right or wrong. Anyway, he was destined to be a carnivore and had never been a pure love type.

　"Uh... what I want to say is that your idea is really a bit strange." Sanzenin Arashi rubbed his temples. "I don't know what to say today, I'm sorry, it's true."

　Kasumigaoka Utaha glared at him and suddenly said, "You're absolutely shameless! You've already slept with that girl named Mashiro, haven't you?"

　Sanzenin Arashi's expression was very strange.

　True white?

　They really didn't succeed this time.

　Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression changed as she looked at Sanzenin Arashi's expression. "So that's how it is. It seems you didn't touch Mashiro, but you did attack others."

　This……

　Sanzenin Arashi coughed.

　He looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha.

　Seeing that her eyes were somewhat evasive, I knew there was something she wasn't saying.

　..

169. A reply

　Sanzenin Arashi sighed, glanced at Kasumigaoka Utaha, and noticed that the other's gaze was somewhat strange.

　After the truth came out, she wasn't angry, nor did she act like the women in those wish-fulfillment novels, saying that as long as the other person had feelings for her, that was enough. Sanzenin Arashi had never even considered such a thing; it was too absurd. How could such a woman exist in the world?

　On the contrary, she looked somewhat... somewhat...

　envy?

　Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes were filled with jealousy.

　Just like when you were a child and found that your toy had been played with by a stranger, you would show awkwardness.

　Sanzenin Arashi felt that she definitely wouldn't argue with her over something like this; instead, she would pretend nothing had happened.

　"Let's go eat. I have to go back to prepare this afternoon. See you next summer vacation."

　Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up from the sofa, walked over to Sanzenin Arashi, put her hands on his shoulders, leaned against him, her hair smelled of pleasant shampoo, and looked over with her wine-red eyes. After their eyes met, Sanzenin Arashi opened his mouth.

　"Shh." Kasumigaoka Utaha made a shushing gesture, signaling Sanzenin Arashi to be quiet. She brought her cheek closer and closer, then closed her eyes.

　Her facial features and eyelashes were clearly visible, and a fragrance wafted towards her, different from the scent of shampoo; it was the scent of her skin.

　Sanzenin Arashi wasn't a pretentious person. He reached under the girl's armpits, put his hands on her shoulders, and after embracing, they naturally kissed, savoring each other's taste.

　A peculiar sensation was transmitted through the contact of their lips, and the two embraced tighter and tighter, looking to onlookers as if they were engaging in foreplay for something.

　Sanzenin Arashi seemed to be enjoying it, but then he saw the girl suddenly open her eyes, and then her lip stung as she was bitten hard.

　A sudden jolt went through him. He leaned back, staring intently at the girl's face to assess the situation.

　A sly look flashed across Kasumigaoka Utaha's face, her eyes seeming to ask: Does it hurt?

　The girl parted her lips slightly, "This is punishment."

　Sanzenin Arashi nodded slightly, "Alright."

　The next second, the two were kissing again, but nothing like what had happened before happened. There was no tenderness, but they were simply enjoying the moment.

　It lasted for about two minutes.

　After they parted, Sanzenin Arashi sighed inwardly and looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was sitting back on the sofa, picking up her English-Japanese pronunciation correction book as if nothing had happened.

　He saw Kasumigaoka Utaha calmly take out a pen and write something on the back of the book, then put down the pen, picked up the book, and looked at it naturally, but her fingers tapped on the spot where she had just written.

　"After I leave, I'll go and give Erina an explanation."

　After reading it, Sanzenin Arashi widened her eyes and asked in a low voice what it was all about.

　Kasumigaoka Utaha added another line to the book.

　Do you want her to keep waiting? Whatever the outcome, give her an explanation; isn't that a man's responsibility?

　She exuded an aura that could be described as the "Empress," giving Sanzenin Arashi a very confident feeling, like an angler sitting on a fishing platform while he himself was a fish taking the bait.

　Sanzenin Arashi twitched the corner of her mouth.

　Okay, that is indeed a man's responsibility.

　'Who can blame me for being so attractive to women?'

　Sanzenin Arashi thought half-jokingly, then glanced towards the kitchen, where Nakiri Erina was already waving.

　"The food is ready, come and eat."

　Her eyes darted around, and although her face was turned towards us, she was looking elsewhere.

　Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up from the sofa and looked at Sanzenin Arashi with a strange expression, as if giving him a warning.

　On the table was a pot of creamy stew, a bread salad, and some grilled beef ribs that had released their juices.

　A fragrant aroma wafted out, making one's fingers itch with desire. Those who have eaten a lot of British cuisine, like that of Sanzenin Arashi, simply cannot resist this food.

　"It tastes good." He took a sip of the cream soup, scooped up a piece of chicken with a spoon, and chewed it with relish.

　Erina Nakiri pursed her lips, took a bite of vegetables, and seemed about to say something.

　She was wearing a very stylish shirt, and her bare face, without any makeup, made her look incredibly beautiful. At that moment, her gaze was shifting between her friend and Sanzenin Arashi.

　The dining table was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Sanzenin Arashi finished eating without a care in the world and then sat back on the sofa to watch TV.

　When Kasumigaoka Utaha saw Sanzenin Arashi leave his seat, she stood up, went outside to greet him, and then left.

　Sanzenin Arashi opened his mouth as he watched the girl's departing figure. Was he really going to leave Erina Nakiri alone to give her an explanation?

　Kasumigaoka Utaha, you trust me way too much...

　'Do you think of me as just a herbivore?'

　Sanzenin Arashi thought with a hint of jealousy when she heard the sound of water and the clatter of pots and pans. Turning her head, she saw Nakiri Erina standing by the sink, wearing an apron and washing dishes. The surrounding scene and her appearance were strangely compatible, making her look like a newlywed wife doing housework.

　Sanzenin Arashi patted his head, leaned back, and lay on the sofa, clenching his fists.

　'I freaking don't know what to say!'

　He squinted as he thought about it, then stood up!

　He took a few steps into the kitchen and watched Erina Nakiri washing dishes. He noticed the girl tremble slightly, probably realizing he was standing behind her. But she tried to hide it, and her dishwashing movements became increasingly exaggerated.

　'This bowl is almost broken from being scrubbed...'

　Sanzenin Arashi sighed inwardly and said, "Come over later and let's talk. I have something to tell you."

　He actually had no idea what he wanted to say to Erina Nakiri!

　Just go ahead and do it!

　Erina Nakiri paused abruptly while washing the dishes. "Okay, I understand. Wait for me outside. I'll come over once I'm done."

　"No need, I'll wash them later. You come over here first." Sanzenin Arashi walked over without saying a word, turned off the water, and handed a towel to Nakiri Erina. "Wipe your hands first. I can do this kind of thing."

　Erina Nakiri nodded, obediently took the towel and dried her wet hands, then placed the towel in the sink and looked up at her.

　..

170. Head-on attack!!!

　"Do you want to give me an answer?"

　She was prepared to be rejected; in fact, she came here today simply to say something.

　It doesn't matter if I get rejected.

　Without a word, Sanzenin Arashi grabbed Nakiri Erina's hand, causing the girl to tremble. This action reminded her of what happened that night. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever told her how an ordinary person should live.

　After that day, she discovered that Sanzenin Arashi was actually very gentle and never forced anyone to do anything, which made her unsure how to face him.

　Sitting face to face on the sofa, Sanzenin Arashi smiled but didn't speak, looking at Nakiri Erina.

　The girl frowned, trying to guess what the other person meant: should she be the one to explain?

　Sanzenin Arashi had no idea what to say. She knew she had to do it, but she didn't know how to say it.

　Erina Nakiri was incredibly embarrassed. Her long, beautiful legs were crossed, her white elbows were resting on her knees and thighs, and her eyes were fixed on a teacup in front of her, looking it over from left to right, as if she could see right through it.

　"How should I put it, Ms. Nakiri Erina?" Sanzenin Arashi finally spoke up.

　Because he is a man.

　"Ah... yes."

　Upon hearing the sound, Erina Nakiri's first reaction was to sit up straight, straighten her legs, and clasp her hands together on her knees.

　Sanzenin Arashi glanced at it.

　A classic negotiation gesture: placing both hands in front of the body to conceal nervousness—Chapter 1 of Behavioral Psychology.

　Erina Nakiri's reaction was textbook perfect.

　Sanzenin Arashi sorted out her thoughts and said, "Miss Nakiri has better options; there's no need for her to hang herself on my heels."

　Erina Nakiri's expression changed, and she looked up at Arashi Sanzenin, "What...does this mean?"

　Sanzenin Arashi rubbed his temples. "Of course, I can't control what you think, Nakiri-san. This matter is actually very simple; I had no idea you thought this way."

　"So, you don't want to give me any answer?" Erina Nakiri looked at her resentfully. "Even if I beg you, it's not okay?"

　"This... how should I put it?" Sanzenin Arashi looked cautiously at Nakiri Erina. "What exactly do you want?"

　Erina Nakiri opened her mouth, her slender fingers twirling the ends of her hair. Perhaps it was because Sanzenin Arashi had been too rough with her that night, but she hadn't been able to look directly at him. Now, hearing those words, a sense of inexplicable annoyance rose from the bottom of her heart.

　Then she breathed a sigh of relief.

　"So that's it..."

　"Huh? What did you say?"

　Erina Nakiri pursed her lips and said, "It seems I thought too highly of you. You... and that studio secretary, you often... do that kind of thing, right?"

　“Yes, that’s right.” Sanzenin Arashi admitted directly.

　He was never afraid of being discovered by anyone; the nature of their physical relationship was self-evident to everyone.

　"Why... why do you say that so naturally?" Erina Nakiri rubbed her hands together in frustration, her little head seemingly lost in thought.

　“Naturally? Why would I hide it?” Sanzenin Arashi said casually. “First of all, physical relationships have nothing to do with love. It’s a physiological matter. Secondly, I would never lay a hand on someone I can’t. I would consider the other person’s feelings. Well, that makes sense… From a normal person’s point of view, I’m undoubtedly a scumbag.”

　"I'm asking you, why did you make it sound so simple?"

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled.

　He looked at Erina Nakiri and said, "I mean, I don't know how to answer you about this."

　I also expressed my opinion that if it doesn't affect the other person's life, I would act very casually, just like a scumbag.

　But if it would harm someone, I wouldn't do it no matter how beautiful they are.

　"Hmm... Ms. Nakiri Erina, what are we discussing? My life values?"

　Sanzenin Arashi lay down on the sofa and waved her hand, "Let's get to your problem."

　As the heir to a conglomerate, he had seen this kind of thing many times. Not to mention having fun with other people outside, he had kept quite a few people in his life.

　Well, what's wrong with men satisfying their desire for extramarital affairs? Ordinary people can't do it, but when they could, who wouldn't? Which rich man doesn't keep mistresses? Those officials? Sanzenin Arashi didn't want to answer that question at all.