The Secret in Iroha's Room

He nodded, fully understanding what she meant.

"Agreeing to it isn't impossible, but..."

Luo Zhen suddenly revealed a slightly sly smile and leaned closer with his upper body.

His hand pressed against Shi Yu's black-stocking-clad thigh, his slender fingers even lightly rubbing against it as he traced circles over her soft flesh.

"At the café that day, while I was seriously reading the materials and had no time to pay attention to anything else, what exactly did you do, Senior?"

As if playing with modeling clay, Luo Zhen kneaded her soft thigh.

He even pinched the black stockings, rubbing them between his fingertips.

After tugging them, he let go, treating the elastic stockings like a toy.

"Nothing happened."

She kept a straight face, looking like Roronoa Zoro with three swords in his mouth.

How could nothing have happened? Her skill had directly risen to level two.

"Tell me. I won't blame you~"

Luo Zhen leaned close to her ear, speaking as he blew a faint stream of warm air against it.

Ears were actually far more sensitive than people imagined.

She let out a small "Guh," trying to twist her neck away, but Luo Zhen's hand stopped her.

"I only patted your back. No, I hugged you at the time."

Shi Yu immediately failed to hold herself together and began confessing the truth.

"What else?"

Luo Zhen continued whispering into her ear, even deliberately moving his tongue and making sticky sounds.

"Tell me everything~ okay?"

Luo Zhen's other hand moved up along her thigh to her lower abdomen, stroking her soft belly.

"I also licked your ear."

Shi Yu's gaze grew unfocused, and the trembling in her voice became more obvious.

"Like this? Was there anything else? Some things are better made clear."

Luo Zhen bit her earlobe, his tongue lightly sweeping across it with a distinct licking sound.

At the same time, he stopped controlling her head and held her tightly instead.

One hand wrapped around her body and moved toward the soft pudding, while the other continued kneading her belly.

"Mmnh~ I also wanted to touch your~"

The word never left her mouth as her body suddenly stiffened.

The flesh all over her body tensed to the limit, then began trembling.

Then she started panting heavily, her eyes filled with helpless softness.

Luo Zhen withdrew all his movements and picked up the coffee on the table for a sip.

Shi Yu had drunk from it, but he did not mind.

He held the coffee in his mouth, then leaned over and pressed his lips to hers.

The coffee was slightly bitter, but that proactive kiss made Shi Yu's heart turn sweet and syrupy.

Just as she wanted to extend her tongue and deepen the contact with Luo Zhen, he suddenly pulled away.

"Then let's get along well, my girlfriend."

Luo Zhen said this was Shi Yu's earlier suggestion, and he accepted it.

What had happened with Michiyo before had awakened the dangerous side within him.

When it came to girls, he probably would not hold back anymore.

Before, he had merely flirted with girls a little and casually played with fire. But from that day onward, he would set fire directly to their hearts, accelerating the burn of their rationality.

"Pretending? Boyfriend?"

Shi Yu muttered, feeling somewhat dazed.

"Hehe, who knows?"

Luo Zhen winked at her.

Shi Yu's body immediately reacted, her tense legs clamping tightly together.

This guy... he looked so innocent, yet he had just pulled off a whole string of smooth moves.

At heart, he was a total slut!

He touched and kissed her, then when she asked whether it was an act, did he really need to go that far?

His answer made her heart itch terribly.

One day, I'll pin you to the bed and fuck you senseless!

Shi Yu's heart trembled. She even wished she could take Luo Zhen to a love hotel right now and get it over with.

"I'm going home. Let's keep in touch by phone."

Luo Zhen reached out to pat her head, then forcibly squeezed out from the inner seat.

But Shi Yu was a big-chested "chubby girl." How could she get out so easily?

The two of them were practically stuck together. Luo Zhen looked down at her from above, while Shi Yu instead lifted her chin and thrust out her chest.

"Hehe, looks like you still want more."

Luo Zhen bent down, wrapped both hands around the back of her head, and planted a kiss on her forehead.

Then he leaned close to her ear.

"Senior, we have plenty of time. Let's get along well. I'm looking forward to a sweet romance too."

That slightly trembling, sticky voice made Shi Yu's brain shut down completely.

By the time she came back to her senses, Luo Zhen had already disappeared.

The strawberry atop the pudding had nearly turned as hard as a walnut, aching slightly from the stiffness.

Correspondingly, all sorts of inspiration surfaced in her mind. If nothing unexpected happened, she should be able to finish writing the later parts much faster.

Right now, she only wanted to hurry home and blissfully... get herself wet first~

Her fingers worked, the stream flowed, and only after relaxing could she settle down a little.

The side dishes were already there, and there were plenty of them.

"This won't be over in just one or two times."

The Secret in Hitori's Room

Humming a tune, Luo Zhen quickly returned home.

Michiyo was waiting by the entrance, a meaningful smile on her face.

"I've been bored at home all day."

She opened her arms, ready to give Luo Zhen a big hug.

Before they even touched, he could smell the fragrant scent wafting from her body, but Luo Zhen slightly turned aside and dodged.

"Hitori won't be back until later, and Futari went to play at a classmate's house."

Michiyo refused to give up and closely followed Luo Zhen's footsteps.

Ignoring her, Luo Zhen went straight upstairs and slipped into Hitori's room.

"You want to do it in Hitori's room?"

Michiyo found this unbelievable, then broke into a smile.

"You little vixen, you really know how to play."

She immediately started taking off her clothes, ready to make it quick.

But Luo Zhen waved his hand, looking at her speechlessly.

"Michiyo, what exactly is in your head? Is that all you ever think about?"

Luo Zhen knelt on the floor, reached beneath the bed, and began feeling around.

"Though I feel a little bad about it, I'm really curious. What exactly is Hitori thinking about?"

Luo Zhen was searching for Hitori's "private collection"—books of the erotic variety.

Michiyo had already stripped down to nothing but her underwear, her voluptuous figure fully exposed to the air.

Her fair skin was dazzling, and the large, soft puddings swayed gently. The snow-white portions exposed outside looked as though they would taste like milk.

She moved closer, bent down, and pressed her body directly against Luo Zhen's.

She was like a burning flame, and Luo Zhen's heartbeat began speeding up.

"Could you wait a moment? And we can't do it here, can we?"

Luo Zhen shook his head. He had not found any relevant books beneath the bed.

He raised an eyebrow, opened the closet beside him, and turned on Hitori's computer.

Operating the computer, Luo Zhen skillfully found the hidden files.

After all, he had lived in a normal world before. He knew very well where boys hid their collections.

In this world, it was girls who hid such things, but Luo Zhen was still perfectly familiar with the process.

"Ah, what should we do now?"

Luo Zhen muttered, rubbing his temple.

A series of animated works filled the screen. Just from the covers alone, though, it was obvious they were extremely explicit.

"I Became the Matchmaker for Mother and Husband? Huh, it actually got animated?"

Michiyo muttered as she remained pressed against Luo Zhen.

"So this is that child Hitori's... kink?"

She licked her lips, and a delighted curve unexpectedly formed at the corners of her mouth.

She had read this work before. It told the story of a wife who suddenly came up with a strange idea: she wanted her mother and husband to become "intimate." Step by step, things spiraled out of control; step by step, they descended into the abyss, until everything became irreversible.

But because they were of different ages, Michiyo had read the novel, while Hitori watched the animation.

The fact that this work could be animated naturally meant it was that kind of adult animation. People in this world were simply too sexually repressed.

They also imagined themselves in different roles.

For example, Michiyo naturally saw herself as the "mother," blissfully enjoying her charming son-in-law. In fact, she had already done so.

But Hitori might have imagined herself as the wife?

"Michiyo, this is just a side dish she uses to seek excitement. Don't overthink it, and don't deliberately make use of it."

"She's only watched it because she finds it stimulating. Deep down, she doesn't actually like this kind of thing."

"Fantasy and reality should be kept separate. If I run over pedestrians in GTA, does that make me utterly evil in real life?"

Luo Zhen shook his head, hoping to dispel Michiyo's thoughts.

At the same time, he understood why Hitori's little compositions had developed in such an outrageous direction.

So this was what she hid deep in her heart?

Under the influence of many factors, she had revealed a few flaws, which Luo Zhen had accurately seized upon.

Now, after a little investigation, everything was clear.

"Sigh."