Kasumigaoka Utaha stared in disbelief at Machida Sonoko's smiling face, just inches away.
Her beautiful eyes widened to their limit from a mix of shame and shock, her pupils contracting slightly.
Her voice trembled with a broken, hushed exclamation.
This... this was just—too absurd, too humiliating!
How could she... how could she do something like that in front of someone else... and even be watched?
The very suggestion was so outrageous that it made her blood feel like it was flowing backward.
Without thinking, she was about to firmly and flatly refuse, using the harshest words she could muster to condemn her senior's "malicious intent."
Just as her cherry lips parted and the first syllable of rejection was about to escape—
A deep, magnetic chuckle, laced with unhidden amusement and absolute control, rang out, cutting through the lingering sound of water droplets in the bathroom and silencing all of Utaha's unspoken protests.
Rei Ao had somehow already walked up beside the bed—just one step away from the two of them.
His tall figure cast an imposing shadow that enveloped the two women in white bathrobes entirely.
Steam still clung to his skin, mixing with a potent masculine presence.
There was an inexplicable air of dominance.
He casually flicked the water from his damp hair.
A few cold drops landed on Utaha's flushed cheeks and collarbone, sending a subtle shiver through her body.
His deep eyes burned with unconcealed fire and playful mischief.
His gaze shifted between Sonoko's mischievous smile and Utaha's face, which was burning with shame and anger.
Finally, his eyes locked onto Utaha's breathtakingly beautiful, now panicked and blushing face.
Rei Ao spoke slowly, his deep voice cutting through the tension like a hook dragging across taut nerves.
"Sonoko's suggestion…"
He deliberately paused.
...Relishing the moment Utaha's eyes flared with humiliation.
The smirk on his lips widened into a commanding smile.
"…is an excellent idea."
His gaze bore down on Kasumigaoka Utaha like a physical force.
"Then let's have Utaha go first."
The moment his words fell, Rei Ao's strong, well-defined hand moved to the edge of the towel wrapped around his waist.
Utaha's panicked cry was cut off midway.
The next moment, Rei Ao's fingers gave a light tug.
The white fabric lost its support and slipped to the dark carpet below.
Everything was exposed under the soft, diffused lighting.
Time seemed to stretch indefinitely in that moment.
Utaha's mind went completely blank.
All of her thoughts—shame, anger, resistance—were shattered by the sheer shock of the scene before her.
"W-wow~ As expected of Rei Ao-kun."
Sonoko, watching from the side, exclaimed with sparkling eyes.
"Has he… gotten even bigger?"
As someone who had experienced it, Sonoko was stunned.
Utaha's breath caught in her throat.
Her eyes widened to the limit in shock, reflecting the raw, primal symbol of masculinity in front of her.
It was a declaration of absolute dominance—a storm waiting to strike.
She forgot to scream, even forgot to shut her eyes.
She was frozen, like a beautiful statue suddenly drained of its soul.
Rei Ao's lips curled into a dangerously smug smile of control.
His large frame loomed over Utaha's petite body.
Steam and body heat clung to his breath, brushing against her sensitive ear and neck, sending goosebumps across her skin.
One strong hand, hot and undeniable, rested firmly on her slender waist.
Even through the thin fabric, the sensation was sharp and forceful.
A helpless whimper escaped Utaha's tightly shut lips.
She felt a force pulling her downward, her body falling onto the soft bed without resistance.
Rei Ao's broad shoulders and damp chest filled her entire field of vision.
The overwhelming presence made her dizzy.
As her consciousness teetered on the edge of collapse, she frantically turned her head toward Sonoko beside the bed in a silent plea for help.
Was Sonoko's face lit with excitement, mischief, and a deeper, unspoken anticipation.
She even shifted her sitting posture.
Leaning forward slightly.
Her experienced eyes sparkled with intense interest, as if watching a thrilling show about to unfold.
There was no hint of trying to stop it.
In fact, she seemed to be urging it on silently: "Go on, Utaha-chan."
That look shattered Utaha's last shred of shame.
The shame of being watched mixed with rising arousal and confusion.
His only response was a kiss, heated and aggressive, that silenced her fragile protest.
It was clear now—they weren't getting out of this tonight.
Sunlight streamed generously through the clean glass windows, filling the Kobayashi family's tidy living room.
The air carried that particular laziness unique to weekends.
Kobayashi, dressed in a slightly faded but comfy set of loungewear, sat cross-legged on the soft couch with a cup of steaming instant coffee in hand. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵
Enjoying the rare peace of a morning not packed with work emails.
For someone like her—beaten down by life—this kind of brain-off time was a luxury.
But that peace was as fragile as a soap bubble.
"Look! Look at my new drawing! It's the Super Ultra Galaxy T-Rex! Come see come see!"
A loud, energetic voice—enough to blow the roof off—rang through the not-so-spacious living room.
The overly energetic grade-schooler of the Kobayashi household.
She stood in the middle of the room, waving around a page covered in wild, messy, explosively colorful (or disastrous) crayon scribbles.
Her cheeks were flushed with excitement.
Eyes sparkled like twin stars.
Her whole body radiated "Come play with me!"
Kobayashi's eye twitched. Her fingers tightened slightly on the coffee mug.
So much for a peaceful weekend.
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