But that was only a possibility. God knew what this chaotic world would eventually become.
Back home, the family sat down and happily enjoyed their meal.
At Hitori's suggestion, Luo Zhen had not told Michiyo anything.
It seemed Hitori still wanted to maintain the current balance.
"Come to think of it, the company gave me an incredible reward."
Michiyo said with a smile, taking out several small slips of paper.
Chapter 39: Playing with Hitori
After Michiyo changed her mindset, her career began flourishing. In a short time, she secured many orders for the company, all of them substantial.
Her standing within the company rose accordingly. Her supervisor personally approved her vacation and gave her a special reward.
They were tickets to a hot spring inn. Smiling, she explained the whole situation.
Having just closed another major deal, her supervisor told her not to work herself too hard and to take her family to a hot spring to relax.
"This weekend, we're going to the hot springs together."
Michiyo's gaze was full of anticipation, and everyone else in the house cheered as well.
After eating and drinking their fill, Luo Zhen followed Hitori back to her room.
She looked extremely shy, while Luo Zhen appeared utterly relaxed. He even spent some time playing around with Hitori's guitar.
He had been engaging in intimate contact with Hitori all this time, and his skill level had already risen to an extremely high standard.
Hitori blinked and asked Luo Zhen to keep playing while she recorded a video and posted it on Guitar Hero's account.
Neither of them showed their faces; the video captured only a pair of fair little hands.
Hitori even put on an act and bragged in the video description.
"On a whim, I had my boyfriend play a song."
In real life, she was a timid, socially anxious girl, but online, she always acted like an outgoing social butterfly.
The video's popularity rapidly accumulated. In just half an hour, it had already become a minor hit.
"By tomorrow, it'll probably make the trending list."
"Oh my God, are these people really that sexually repressed? It's just a guy playing guitar. Do they need to get this excited?"
"Nothing was even shown. It was only fingers. Are they really this excited?"
There were simply too many people with hand fetishes.
Hitori's expression turned solemn, and she shut the computer.
She felt there was no need to keep reading those thirsty comments.
"His technique is obviously great, but they keep saying his hands are pretty and that they want him to finger them."
Hitori muttered under her breath.
She was a guitar expert herself, so she knew that Luo Zhen's casual fingerpicking just now had been exceptionally good.
"Did he really reach this level in such a short time?"
Hitori suddenly felt a sour pang in her heart.
After all her years of practice, Luo Zhen had surpassed her so easily. Yes, before long, his technique would become even better than hers.
"It's all thanks to you."
Luo Zhen told the truth, then leaned closer, cupped her head, and kissed her.
Hitori's face flushed red. She felt as if her heart were about to leap straight out of her chest.
Their gazes met, and they both fully understood each other's feelings.
Luo Zhen took off her pants and focused intently on Hitori's secret place.
As though tuning a guitar, he reached out to touch it.
His fingers lightly brushed over the strings. The warmth and sensation of his touch made the guitar produce a pleasant sound.
A faint tremble was inevitable. Luo Zhen continued stroking the strings and, following the feedback from the sounds, began tuning them with complete concentration.
Once everything was ready, he took out his own large pick and, without hesitation, began playing Hitori's guitar with abandon.
The preliminary preparations had long been finished. After all that buildup, there was no need for too many fancy tricks.
He only needed to charge straight ahead, break through the city gates, and strike directly at the city's vital core.
Hitori squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lower lip, terrified that any sound might escape her mouth.
The house had fairly good soundproofing, but it was still better to be careful.
Michiyo would not mind if she heard, but Futari was still only a child. They could not leave her with strange impressions.
"Come to think of it, I slept with Futari before."
Luo Zhen suddenly brought this up. Hitori's eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with her hand.
"You're really worked up. We only slept while hugging. Nothing happened."
Luo Zhen reached out and patted her head.
"Little Zhen, isn't this a little strange? Shouldn't I be on top? Shouldn't I be the one taking the lead?"
Only then did Hitori realize that Luo Zhen had been the cowboy the whole time.
In a female-dominated world, shouldn't the normal position be cowgirl instead?
Hitori wanted to turn over and seize the initiative, but Luo Zhen restrained her movements.
"Just leave everything to me. Hitori only needs to enjoy herself slowly."
The large pick accelerated as it strummed across the little guitar, making the music that emerged sound even more cheerful.
Luo Zhen was already a qualified guitar expert. When performing, he had to find the right rhythm.
He focused entirely on the task, adjusting his current music according to the feedback on site.
"Mm-hm~ Is this your weak spot?"
Luo Zhen chuckled, then began an utterly improvisational performance that made the atmosphere increasingly heated.
Hitori raised her head, already completely immersed in the current performance.
She felt as though she were experiencing the most wonderful show of her life.
She had lost count of how many peak moments she had seen. She was simply too weak; after only a few moves, her defenses would crumble, and she would be done for.
A song only lasted three or four minutes, but Hitori could no longer keep going.
"It's okay. Let's stop here for now and get some rest early."
Luo Zhen said, stopping his performance. Then he held the beauty in his arms, intending to fall asleep just like that.
"But you seem kind of stuck in the middle. You've been like this since noon. Doesn't it feel uncomfortable?"
"How about you go find Mom and take care of it?"
Hitori asked cautiously.
Before this, she had still retained her last bit of dissatisfaction with the Polygamy and Polyandry Law.
But after that battle just now, she realized that she was no match for him alone.
What a helpless wife she was, unable to satisfy her husband. It was almost too much to bear.
People only ever talked about bulls being worked to death. Fields being plowed into ruin? She had never heard of such a thing.
"No. Tonight, you can have me all to yourself. Don't say such strange things."
Luo Zhen closed his eyes, intending to drift off into a deep sleep.
"But if you keep suppressing all that pent-up desire without releasing it, something bad might happen later, right?"
"Let me see if I can think of a way to help you solve it?"
"For example, with my mouth?"
Hitori said weakly, but Luo Zhen did not say a word.
With no other choice, Hitori closed her eyes too. She was tired as well, and going straight to sleep was the most suitable choice now.
The night passed without incident. By the next morning, the two woke up at the same time.
Hitori was fully satisfied. She looked remarkably carefree, and that repressed feeling had completely vanished.
Luo Zhen lay on the bed, propping up his head as he watched her, a happy smile on his face.
"Today's Friday. Tomorrow, the weekend hot spring trip begins."
Luo Zhen perked up and began changing clothes. It was time to go to school.
Chapter 40: An Attack More Aggressive Than Hers
After breakfast, the two set out for school together.
Michiyo was busy as well. Although her vacation had already been approved, she still had to make many preparations for tomorrow's trip.
For example, renting a car.
The Goto Family's financial situation had been quite tight before, so naturally they could not afford to buy a car.
Since they urgently needed one, renting was their only option.
"If you need a car, why rent one instead of borrowing one? Don't stand on ceremony with me. Michiyo, you're important talent at our company. Once you return, you'll be promoted straight to management."
"You can borrow my car. It's no big deal."
Her supervisor, Yukino Shita Yono, was a good person. She simply tossed the car keys to Michiyo.
The matter was easily resolved, and Michiyo returned home fully satisfied.
As for the two at school, they spent a very ordinary day.
Hitori had already been thoroughly satisfied last night. She looked radiant, and that sense of repression was gone completely.
"I think I understand Mom's feelings now. After successfully becoming an adult, your state of mind really does change."
"Now I'm Super Bocchi~"
She raised a thumbs-up toward her own face.
Although she looked confident, she still panicked whenever someone spoke to her.
When she turned to look, Luo Zhen was nowhere to be seen. He was probably trying to finish another manuscript somewhere. He really worked hard.
Hitori wanted to do something too, such as adding more members to the band.
As it happened, the girl who had spoken to her just now and wanted to learn guitar seemed like a pretty good candidate.
Her voice was rather nice. She should be able to serve as the vocalist.
Having made up her mind, Hitori wanted to take her to the performance hall.
"Sorry, Hitori. I have plans with someone this afternoon. Can you go to the band room by yourself?"
Luo Zhen sounded apologetic, but Hitori said it did not matter at all.
The one who had asked him out was Kasumigaoka Shi Yu. It was easy to imagine that something interesting would surely happen afterward.
Luo Zhen felt somewhat expectant as well, wondering what kind of sparks would fly between them.
After school, Luo Zhen said goodbye to Hitori and hurried without pause to the meeting place.
Shi Yu had clearly prepared carefully. She smelled wonderful, and even her stockings seemed to have been replaced with a more premium pair.
One look was enough to tell that their texture was excellent. They would definitely feel incredibly smooth to the touch.
"So then, Miss Girlfriend, what are we doing on this date?"
Luo Zhen checked the time. He was not late; in fact, he had arrived fifteen minutes early.
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