"You and Mom have gotten pretty close lately."
Futari muttered casually.
"Yeah. Since we're getting married in the future, I have to help her shoulder some of the burden."
Luo Zhen's words carried a deeper meaning, but Futari only understood them on the surface.
Marriage meant marrying Hitori and becoming her brother-in-law. Yes, that was perfectly normal.
Though he had not joined the family yet, he was already undergoing "groom training." Someone like Brother Little Zhen was called a virtuous husband and good father.
"Hey, Brother Little Zhen, now that the Polygamy and Polyandry Law is in effect, I can marry you together with my sister."
Futari was simply speaking without restraint, like a child.
Luo Zhen also thought she was just saying it casually. She would probably forget all about it later.
"When the time comes, my sister and I can support you together. We can even bring Mom into it too. She hasn't found a man anyway."
The little girl innocently believed that family members should stay together in harmony, forever.
But Luo Zhen's expression turned strange. Leaving Futari aside, he really would end up surrounded by the mother-daughter pair, Michiyo and Hitori.
After Futari left, Luo Zhen forcibly woke Hitori up.
There was no time to sit down and eat breakfast slowly, so she could only eat while hurrying along.
"Ugh, I'm so sleepy."
Hitori yawned. She had not gotten nearly enough sleep.
Sitting on the train, she leaned her head to the side. She decided to take a quick nap on the train.
She had expected her head to hit something hard, but what she touched was soft.
By the time they were nearing the station, Hitori was still listless. Turning her head to look, she realized that her head had been resting on Luo Zhen's palm the whole time.
Moreover, they were facing each other. Luo Zhen was standing while she was sitting, and right in front of her was Luo Zhen's "base."
The train swayed slightly. Luo Zhen lost his footing a little and leaned toward Hitori.
"Guh, it touched me."
Even through his pants, that base was indeed pressed against her face.
At that instant, Hitori woke up completely. Her crushing exhaustion vanished without a trace.
But in its place came an overwhelming desire she could no longer suppress...
After getting off the train, Hitori tightly clutched Luo Zhen's clothes, her breathing growing heavy.
Luo Zhen only needed one look at her to understand what she was thinking.
"We're already late. Hold it in a little longer."
"When we get home tonight, we'll continue the 'special training.'"
Luo Zhen rubbed her head, but Hitori felt as though ants were crawling all over her body.
Small sounds slipped from her mouth as she could only accept it all.
She endured it, kept enduring it, but how could she endure such swollen desire?
Hitori felt like she was about to explode!
Goto Hitori Goes Completely Crazy
Being late was not actually a very serious matter, especially since Luo Zhen was an outstanding student with excellent grades—and, more importantly, he was male.
He merely smiled at the teacher, and the matter was settled. Hitori benefited from him as well and entered the classroom with him.
The teacher was Shizuka Hiratsuka, a frequent presence in integrated anime worlds. This class, she planned to train everyone's writing skills.
After briefly explaining some relevant techniques, she waved her hand grandly and gave the time over to the students.
"Write a short essay. I'll collect them before class ends."
Then she left, and the classroom was filled with nothing but the sound of writing.
Hitori lay sprawled across her desk, Luo Zhen's words from yesterday echoing through her mind. She muttered to herself, making strange noises.
Desire still lingered in her body, and she was also sleep-deprived. Her head immediately began to ache.
Her big head was groggy, while her two little heads were painfully hard.
She stared fixedly at Luo Zhen's back, her breathing growing heavier. Then she quickly scribbled a few lines onto the paper.
After finishing, she collapsed onto the desk and fell asleep...
After class, everyone's essays were collected. Hitori kept sleeping, showing no sign of waking up.
Luo Zhen sighed helplessly, his gaze full of doting affection. During the next few classes, Hitori continued sleeping.
She only woke up slowly when it was time for lunch break.
Meanwhile, Luo Zhen successfully deactivated Focus Mode and took Hitori to eat lunch.
He was an honor student who had ranked first for a long time, so even if he did other things during class, the teachers merely turned a blind eye.
As long as his grades did not decline, they let him do as he pleased. After all, he was not disturbing anyone else.
He had even relied on his excellent grades to transfer directly from an advanced class to an ordinary class just to be with Hitori.
While eating, Hitori seemed dispirited. Luo Zhen reached out, pinched a grain of rice from the corner of her mouth, and ate it.
"Hitori, this is school."
Luo Zhen spoke softly, placing his hand on her thigh.
"Don't keep staring at me like that. Do you want to eat me?"
Her gaze was completely beastlike, leaving Luo Zhen feeling very helpless.
"Little Zhen, you said anything was okay. Please give it to me. I really can't hold it in anymore."
Normally, she would just entertain herself a few times at night until she passed out into deep sleep.
She would wake up sleepy the next day, but at least refreshed.
But Luo Zhen's arrival last night had disrupted all her plans.
They had slept in the same bed, and he had restricted Xingyu. Now she felt like she was about to lose her mind.
"You really are impossible."
Luo Zhen put away the lunchbox and rested both hands on his knees.
"Then tell me. What do you want me to do?"
Luo Zhen was obedient and accommodating. Since he had said it, he would do it without complaint.
"No one will come here. I specifically picked this place."
"Now! Right here!"
Hitori tugged at her skirt, then pressed Luo Zhen's head down.
"With your mouth, hurry up~"
She looked utterly unable to wait.
Luo Zhen narrowed his eyes, then began to move.
In the dark corner beneath the stairs, Luo Zhen made sounds like he was eating ice cream.
Hitori was finally freed, her expression seeming ready to melt.
Her fingers kneaded Luo Zhen's hair as strange cries spilled continuously from her mouth.
I am Zhou Yu, and this is the Battle of Red Cliffs!
"Keep your voice down, or someone will hear."
Luo Zhen spoke softly.
"Shut up. Little Zhen, just keep eating!"
Desire burned away Hitori's reason, and she even became forceful.
Unbeknownst to them, although this appeared to be a place no one would visit, it always attracted some peculiar people.
For example, an older unmarried female teacher who came here after lunch to smoke.
Or an escaped guitarist who hid here to practice in secret, though no matter how she practiced, her "guitar" always sounded strange.
"Young people."
With a click, the lighter lit the cigarette. Shizuka Hiratsuka listened to the continuous sounds of ice cream being eaten and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke.
Shizuka Hiratsuka's family circumstances were actually quite good, and her family often arranged blind dates for her.
But the men they introduced were all absolute disasters.
They would barely have added each other as friends and arranged to meet, yet the first thing they said was that they wanted to go to a luxury hotel. They would order countless dishes as though reciting a menu, even demanding several extra portions to take home for friends and family.
Some even claimed that expensive gifts should be given at the very first meeting.
Shizuka Hiratsuka immediately deleted them and never contacted them again, completely giving up on the idea of finding a man.
"Damn it, how could anyone build a good family with trash like those bugs?"
Still, the dark cloud of "sexual repression" continued gathering over her head.
She did not seek men because they were all Little Immortal Men, and they instinctively disgusted her.
But there was a student at school who had a good personality and was handsome as well.
If the age gap had not been so large, if she had been younger, she definitely would have made a move.
"Tch. He looks so proper on the surface, but he's having so much fun with his little girlfriend behind the scenes."
"And Goto Hitori is such a soft, timid little pink-haired girl. How did she suddenly become so domineering?"
Stubbed out her cigarette, Shizuka Hiratsuka turned and left, returning to the office to grade essays.
As for the other "spectator," I would guess it was Kita Ikuyo.
Listening to those sounds, she covered her face with both hands and descended into a daze.
Yet despite being unbearably embarrassed, she could not help peeking over to watch.
"That pink-haired student, I remember she often carries a guitar on her back. She seems to be in a band."
"Wow, bands really are like the rumors say. Smoking, drinking, and playing with men are all normal."
"Because they're high schoolers and can't buy cigarettes or alcohol, they play with men twice as much."
Watching everything before her, Kita Ikuyo's breathing quickened.
Of course, what was supposedly normal should have been this: men were scarce, and band members could not even get close to men, so they could only smoke and drink twice as much.
"Guh, Little Zhen, speed up for me. Why are you moving so slowly?"
Hitori muttered a complaint.
"This is to train you. You can't just enjoy yourself one-sidedly. I need to make you last longer."
Luo Zhen spoke softly, then slowed his movements even further.
"Are you telling me what to do? I only want to experience pleasure right now."
Hitori had been pushed to her limit. Ignoring Luo Zhen's reaction entirely, she began forcing her domineering love onto him.
She treated Luo Zhen's entire face as a guitar pick and began frantically strumming her own strings.
"Wow, that's intense. That boy's face is all messy."
Kita frowned, feeling a little sorry for the boy while also revising her impression of the pink-haired girl.
She looked gentle, but she was actually extremely dangerous.
Luo Zhen gave a wry smile, while Hitori finally regained a little composure and kept bowing to apologize.
"I'm going to wash my face. It's about time to return to class."
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