Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

The vertical pupils that now appear in Stella's eyes are the best proof.

Therefore, he couldn't refuse, because if he refused, he didn't know how long he would have to wait for the next opportunity.

"call……"

I let out a long breath and forced myself to calm down.

"Shh-"

The thin, light gauze dress simply slipped off; taking it off wasn't difficult at all.

Simply untie the connection between the upper and lower layers of the shirt, making sure it doesn't touch Stella's body.

"That's it."

(It's simpler than I imagined.)

Makoto Haramura breathed a long sigh of relief.

Taking off a girl's clothes was something he had many opportunities to do before, but this was truly his first time, which made him quite nervous.

"No, Makoto, we have to be the same."

"And this one, this garment is still unundone."

Stella clutched her collar with her small hands, fanning herself repeatedly as she earnestly pleaded with Haramura.

"I, I know."

Stella is wearing a dress today, with a tulle skirt attached to it.

The tulle skirt had already been completely removed by Makoto Haramura, and now Stella was only wearing a white knee-length dress.

And because Stella had just unbuttoned two buttons on her collar.

Now all that's left is the last button on the collar and the zipper on the back.

In other words, if the zipper is completely unzipped now, Stella's underwear will be completely exposed to the air.

"Bah-"

The last white dress fell off.

A red-haired girl wearing only black lace lingerie appeared completely before Makoto Haramura. The black lingerie and snow-white skin created a striking contrast, giving a strong visual impact, further enhanced by the long black stockings covering her thighs.

"Is it really healed this time?"

"Now we're equals, right?"

God knows how much torment he endured just now, all while trying not to touch the girl's body.

Right now, all he wants to do is admire himself, admire the strength of his will.

Makoto Haramura quickly turned his head away, trying to avoid seeing what he was seeing that was so provocative.

"Why did it stop here?"

"Sincerity—"

Suddenly, a small hand gripped the clothes on his shoulder, and a plaintive voice rang in Makoto Haramura's ear.

Discontent, resentment, confusion, joy, and delight!

A variety of complex emotions clashed and intertwined in Stella's mind.

"Cheng, why won't you accept me even after all this?"

"My body is attractive to you, isn't it?"

Why do you keep restraining yourself?

"What are you thinking? I don't understand. I asked other people, and they didn't understand either."

As if venting her anger that had been building up for so long, she gripped Haramura Makoto's clothes even tighter.

"Stella."

Stella was only answered by Makoto Haramura's soft call and the large hand covering hers.

Escaping seems pointless now.

It seems that his recent confession and subsequent avoidance have only further aggravated Stella's nerves.

"I like you. I already told you the day before yesterday, didn't I?"

"Why then?"

Stella's attitude became even more agitated, because of what happened the day before yesterday, and now the same words had ignited her anger.

"It's just because there are many things I haven't told you yet."

"The reason I'm running away is simply because I feel the time isn't right yet."

"what?"

As soon as Makoto Haramura uttered those words, the room fell silent.

The flush on her face vanished instantly, and Stella, who had been incredibly excited just moments before, suddenly became calm.

A rustling sound came from behind, and Stella pulled her small hand away from Haramura Makoto's grasp. Stella slowly sat down next to Haramura Makoto.

"Without a doubt, Stella, you are a very charming girl."

"No man could possibly not be moved by a girl like you confessing her feelings."

This time, it was Makoto Haramura's turn to take the initiative. He took Stella's small hand, their fingers intertwined, and their palms pressed tightly together.

"That's enough."

"You said you liked me, didn't you?"

“But I can’t tell you everything yet, Stella.”

Sensing that Stella wanted to say something, Makoto Haramura tightened his grip on Stella's small hand.

"You said you're hiding something, but that's not something that could harm me, is it?"

With her other free hand, she gently stroked her full chest, feeling her heart pounding faster and faster.

My head, which had been feeling a bit groggy, was now incredibly clear.

"I don't want to wait any longer."

"Even if there are things you're hiding from me, it doesn't matter. I believe you, Cheng, would never harm me."

"This ever-beating heart tells me that all I want right now is to be with you."

The girl's feelings were fully revealed at this moment, and Stella finally spoke the words that had been hidden in her heart.

"..."

The room fell silent again, with the only sound being the crackling of the burning firewood.

"How could I possibly hurt you?"

After a long silence, Makoto Haramura finally broke the silence by speaking first.

It is indeed possible that it could hurt Stella, but Makoto Haramura selectively forgot that only possibility.

Ultimately, the truth behind his hesitation was Xiao Qi.

He knew very well that both girls were very proud and had strong personalities and self-esteem.

How could he possibly accept such an absurd thing as sharing a husband with other men?

(Never mind, there's always a way.)

(Anyway, we're from different worlds, so it doesn't matter as long as we don't run into each other.)

Looking into Stella's determined gaze, Makoto Haramura offered himself this comfort.

"I understand. Can I date Stella?"

then……

"Dong dong dong..."

Stella's heart began to pound violently, as if it had suddenly received a strong stimulus.

Inside his body, scalding hot blood was surging wildly.

--"hot"!

It was so hot; that was Stella's only feeling at that moment.

My heart pounded wildly, like a war drum, and my blood felt like molten lava flowing through my body.

This burning sensation is different from when I awakened my abilities before.

When I first awakened my ability, the intense heat came from the outside in; it was a heat that would burn me and my skin.

But this time, the burning sensation came from the inside out.

The scalding heat of the blood, burning even the internal organs, brought a pain far beyond anything the previous suffering could compare to.

"Um... ah..."

Now is precisely the time for Stella to express her inner joy.

She finally got her wish and got Makoto Haramura to confess his feelings, so she could be with him forever and date him. But now all she can do is wail in pain.

The next second!

"Boom thump... thump thump..."

The sound of his heart pounding loudly became clear at that moment, and even Makoto Haramura could hear it.

"Just as I thought, shall we begin?"

Makoto Haramura's pupils contracted sharply. He hurriedly helped Stella, whose body was burning hot, put her clothes on, and then immediately stepped aside.

A terrifying sense of oppression emanated from Stella in waves.

then……

"Zheng——!"

Stella's body shone with a dazzling light, as bright as the sun.

At the same time, even hotter than usual temperatures and waves of fire erupted directly from Stella's body.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Amidst the heat and intense light, Stella's agonizing screams echoed through the air.

"Rumble--"

After enduring several powerful and magical impacts, the wooden house finally succumbed to the pressure and completely collapsed.

The wooden strips that made up the ceiling crashed down.

But Makoto Haramura remained unmoved, simply dodging his position and completely ignoring the wooden strip above Stella's head.

"Bang bang bang-"

The wooden stick fell onto the raging flames surrounding Stella, causing her no harm whatsoever.

Instead, the moment it touched Stella, it was burned to ashes by the flames.

"The temperature is indeed very high."

"Then why wasn't I burned?"

Standing on the pile of wood, listening to Stella's painful wails, Makoto Haramura also fell into deep thought.

Under such high temperatures, unless one touches the surface with spiritual armor or wraps their hands in magic, even a Blade Master's skin is no different from a human's.

During the process of getting dressed, Makoto Haramura inevitably touched Stella's body, and he completely forgot about the magic.

Stella is in a state where she cannot control her body and prevent herself from hurting him.

But he wasn't burned.

No, he didn't even feel the heat, let alone the scalding heat.

"Forget it, this isn't the time to worry about this kind of thing."

Makoto Haramura turned around and looked towards the dark and secluded forest in the dead of night.