Are they... in there?
The gentle sunlight filtered through the window, casting a delicate silhouette on the girl that seemed somewhat slender and helpless at that moment.
The wooden door appeared quite sturdy; at a glance, it was in keeping with the rest of the school's interior design,
If he saw me, Haruka Yuzan would surely be surprised... Just a door's distance away...
With that thought, Chiba Shimizu subconsciously clenched the key in her hand; a hint of cold indifference shone in her clear eyes. Without hesitation, she inserted the key,
Twisted it, turned it, and with a "click", the door opened.
A warm breeze wafted through the tranquil cabin, sunlight streaming in and revealing the familiar scene within; the desk, the coffee table, the bookshelf—the familiar furniture was still in place,
The expected duo stood by the sofa, and when they looked toward the door, a flash of surprised expression crossed their faces.
Shock, astonishment, panic—all these emotions surfaced on Haruka Yuzan's being.
I got it all right... But why can't I feel happy?
"Class president? What are you doing here?"
Almost the moment the girl appeared, Haruka Yuzan blurted out. Though his mind was confused, he still tried to appear curious and nonchalant. However, even he didn't realize that the flicker of panic in his eyes had been precisely captured by the class president standing at the door.
Otome Mizuko didn't speak,
Those originally hazy eyes gradually regained clarity, like a child who had just eaten, elegantly and nobly wiping the corners of her mouth with a tissue, as if she had arrived on her own turf; in front of Chiba Shimizu, the unassailable young mistress had no intention of appearing inferior. Follow current novᴇls on novel{f}ire.net
"I... came to see Classmate Haruka about something."
Chiba Shimizu stated indifferently, her cold, expressionless face tilted up as her clear, water-like eyes looked back at the two inside the room,
The removed shoes, the wrinkled shirt, the crumpled paper ball on the coffee table, and... the odd smell in the room, all made her frown uncomfortably,
"What... are you doing here?"
The cool voice, like a clear spring in summer, was both refreshing and able to bring people back to their senses.
"Isn't that obvious?"
Before Haruka Yuzan could speak, Otome Mizuko preemptively said with a smile,
"Of course, we're doing something we love. What, Shimizu, do you want to join us?"
Chiba Shimizu said nothing, her indifferent gaze sweeping over the young mistress,
The jet-black hair seemed somewhat disheveled, her post-indulged little face still flushed with a slight charm, her body pressed against Haruka, her full upper body squished flat,
The container is only so large, the two buttons undone from discomfort gaped like a floodgate opened, baring much tender skin and seemingly a glimpse of black lace fabric?
The whole person exuded a disheveled beauty, a worldly gem.
A tiny waist that could be encircled by an arm, the iconic jk short skirt and black silk long legs close together; although the young mistress wore a smile, every part of her emanated a bone-chilling sense of danger.
Despite wanting to agree on behalf of Chiba Shimizu, the young mistress by his side might forcibly extinguish such thoughts...
Chiba Shimizu glanced at the boy standing by; when he kissed her before... was it ?
A glimpse of complicated emotions flitted through her eyes, but she didn't speak further. Instead, she lifted her head to reveal her exquisitely cold, beautiful face,
"If I wanted to participate, would you agree, Otome?"
Her eyes, like autumn waters, grew colder; the hair, the shirt, the necktie, the skirt, and those slender, lengthy, beautiful legs were all tidy and clean, with a cleansing effect that came from deep within the soul,
Calm eyes, a calm face, it was as though she was making an inconsequential remark. She stood her ground against the domineering young mistress without falling behind,
In an instant, Haruka Yuzan felt the room's temperature seemed to have suddenly dropped by several degrees!
With summer not yet past, had winter... already arrived?
How could such a rational person speak so calmly of such a thing?
In the distance, he could faintly hear the cheerful, excited noises from the sports field.
And all Haruka Yuzan wanted now was to quickly skip this period and fast forward to evening, even if it meant enjoying the pampering of Sister Reiko and Kazumi Misaki simultaneously—he was willing!!
Just to safely get through this period...
"Hahaha, stop joking. By the way, Chiba, did you need me for something?" There was no helping it; Haruka Yuzan felt he needed to take action, he couldn't just sit and wait for doom!
At the boy's words, Chiba Shimizu was visibly taken aback. Why... did she come looking for Haruka Yuzan?
She didn't know. The sports field, the library, and now... it's like... it was all to find him...
The girl's emotions were complex. For... habit? Comfort?
Just now, they must have done more than just kiss,
The odd smell in the room, the paper balls on the coffee table, and... why did Otome Mizuko's buttocks seem even more pert than usual?
For the first time, she entered the young mistress's realm of the unknown,
It wasn't deliberate observation, but subtle changes in daily life would be subconsciously recorded in the girl's mind, then naturally contrasted....