But he and Little Ichiri were in pure love. How could he do something like that?
Desire, get back under control!
Luo Zhen let out a long breath, then turned and headed upstairs.
Little Ichiri was in her room. He stood at the door, his sharp ears picking up on something.
"Mmhh~ Little Zhen~"
Hitori's voice came from inside the room, sweet and trembling as she called out.
Luo Zhen did not rush to open the door. He knew Hitori was at a "critical moment," and going in now would be incredibly awkward.
With Hitori's social anxiety, if he suddenly barged in, she would probably explode on the spot.
"Sigh, sexual repression... I always mocked them for being crazy women, but I never expected my body to become strange too."
"I have to fight my desires to the end. Otherwise, I'll sink deeper and deeper into the abyss."
He realized that Physique Enhancement was likely behind this as well.
That thing of his had displayed unbelievable vitality. He felt like he could keep fighting for a long time.
Only after the sounds inside subsided did Luo Zhen adjust his pants. But how could such an obvious bulge possibly be concealed?
"Hitori, can I come in?"
He controlled his voice, hoping everything could remain as it had been before.
But even he did not notice that the end of his words had drawn out slightly, carrying a faintly seductive flavor.
Hitori responded in a panic, asking Luo Zhen to wait. Then chaotic noises came from inside as she cleaned up the aftermath.
When Luo Zhen finally entered, the air was filled with a strange, sticky scent.
Hitori's eyes were watery. She wore thin pajamas, and sweat had made the fabric cling to her body.
Her figure had perfect curves, and Luo Zhen could not see any sign of her bottom-layer armor.
Vaguely, he could make out the two weaknesses Hitori had exposed.
"I wanted to talk to you."
Luo Zhen met Hitori's gaze. The instant their eyes collided, they both quickly looked away.
Hitori had only just finished, and she still felt somewhat unsatisfied.
Luo Zhen's current state was strange too. He felt like the string of his reason was about to snap.
"Restrain yourself."
Goto Hitori Chickened Out
Luo Zhen's voice made Little Ichiri's entire body tense. She felt her heartbeat begin to race wildly.
She had secretly done that, only for the person she liked to notice.
What was more, when she had been doing it, she had imagined the person standing before her.
Called out face-to-face, Hitori felt like an inflated balloon stabbed head-on by a needle, bursting in an instant.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about."
Hitori began sweating profusely. Her thin pajamas soaked through with sweat and became even more transparent.
After seeing that, the desire in Luo Zhen's heart surged wildly. If this continued, it definitely would not end well.
"Hitori, I found you a band this afternoon. The atmosphere in the group is pretty good."
"When the time comes, you can just join them. I've arranged everything. They're all easy to get along with."
Luo Zhen took a deep breath, quickly moved his gaze away, and forcibly steered the conversation back on track.
"Really? A band would even want someone like me?"
"Wait, you weren't tricked, were you? Those band girls didn't do anything bad to you, did they?"
Hitori panicked, all sorts of terrible possibilities surfacing in her mind.
Luo Zhen surrounded by a group of women, with them doing whatever they wanted to him.
Hitori was a sensitive person. Even the tiniest detail could make her imagine bizarre scenes.
She inspected Luo Zhen, took a deep breath, and alarm bells rang through her mind.
It was over. Luo Zhen would probably say something incomprehensible later, like, "If I turned into a caterpillar, would you still love me?"
That would prove that everything had happened and produced the corresponding result.
Gah, she did not want that! She absolutely could not accept Luo Zhen being treated like an instrument and casually played with by other women.
Hitori panicked and pressed both hands onto Luo Zhen's shoulders.
The distance between them abruptly narrowed. Luo Zhen could smell the fragrance drifting from her body, mingled with a faint scent of sweat, and his heartbeat began to speed up as well.
"You're overthinking it. Nothing happened. The band has a performance coming up, but they're short on people, and you happen to be able to fill in."
Luo Zhen explained, reaching out to rub her head before stroking her cheek in passing.
"Huh? There's a performance so soon? I... suddenly feel terribly unwell. I'm breaking out in cold sweat. Maybe we should talk about the band another time."
Hitori wore a bitter expression.
It was a performance. She would probably melt the moment she stepped onstage.
"Hitori, you need to pull yourself together. Aunt Michiyo's work seems to have run into trouble, and my novel got canceled again."
"Maybe we'll have no income soon."
Of course, Luo Zhen's adoptive parents had always given him money. Moreover, after saving for so long, his private stash was quite full.
What he said now was merely meant to put some pressure on Hitori and give her a sense of crisis.
"Guitar Hero's account can make money too."
In the original story, in that relatively normal world, the Guitar Hero account had gained a modest following and had indeed made quite a bit of money.
But this world was not normal. The number of newborns kept falling, and the total population had been in "negative growth" for years.
Even with policy subsidies, jobs for raising children, and all kinds of allowances, the overall environment remained terrible. The pressure of raising children was simply too great.
"I'm afraid it won't be enough."
Luo Zhen shook his head, his warm hand kneading Hitori's cheek.
"Hey, Hitori, for our future, could you try a little harder?"
"Give it a try. I'll support you with everything I have. If it really doesn't work out, we'll think of something then."
The world was different. Perhaps Hitori could not adapt to Bond Band, or perhaps it would be difficult for her to make a living through music.
Even if things came to the worst, if it truly did not work out, Luo Zhen would step in.
"I-I understand."
The moment their future was mentioned, Hitori's fighting spirit rose.
She became incredibly excited and even opened her arms to hug Luo Zhen.
Naturally, she felt a certain reaction from somewhere on Luo Zhen's body.
With her fragrant body in his arms, that fresh scent grew even stronger. Hitori's hair tickled Luo Zhen's nose.
He swallowed. Michiyo downstairs had already passed out drunk, and Futari was asleep as well.
The atmosphere was quite nice now. Hitori was still unsatisfied, and a flame burned within him too.
Maybe... they could just get it done?
As long as Hitori was a little braver and directly went for it, that would be it.
But Hitori merely held Luo Zhen without letting go, feeling his solid chest muscles and the sweet fragrance radiating from him.
As for that three-bean-long, upright weapon ready for battle, it made her feel terribly embarrassed.
Hitori did not dare to make a move, so should Luo Zhen take the initiative?
He merely let out a long sigh. He felt somewhat disappointed, since he had actually been looking forward to it.
The only thing to worry about was that there were probably no condoms at home.
Luo Zhen did not want Hitori to still be a student while carrying a huge belly.
Little Ichiri, why were you such a coward?
After thinking it over carefully, Luo Zhen finally gave up on that idea.
"Get some rest early. I should head home too."
Luo Zhen kissed her forehead and broke free from her embrace.
Hitori blankly watched Luo Zhen leave. Then she raised her hands, vaguely feeling empty inside.
Had she done something wrong?
Whatever. These hands had just touched Luo Zhen, and during that hug, their bodies had pressed close together.
Still unsatisfied, Hitori immediately made her choice. She prepared to use her fingers to pluck her strings and play herself a joyful melody.
Strange sounds of a young girl came from the room. It seemed she was playing while singing.
Playing an instrument was physically demanding too. Hitori's body became drenched, and since it was her own room anyway, she simply took off her clothes.
"I keep feeling like Little Zhen has become even more charming lately."
Before, thinking about Luo Zhen for an entire night, three or four times had been enough to calm her down.
But tonight, she felt something was off.
"Little Zhen~"
Which time was this? Hitori had not kept count, but she felt sore all over and could not muster even a bit of strength.
As for Luo Zhen, he trudged heavily toward the bathroom.
"I can't make it home in time. I feel like I'm about to explode."
Originally, as long as Hitori had gone for it, they could have half-heartedly gone along with each other and gotten it over with.
Even without an umbrella to shield them from the rain, Luo Zhen could simply let the downpour spill outside.
But that girl had chickened out!
He slipped into the bathroom and pulled his pants halfway down.
Hitori was too scared to make a move, so he could only take care of it himself.
But just as he began moving, a figure swayed unsteadily to the bathroom door.
But Michiyo Was Very Brave
The drunken Goto Michiyo felt hot all over. She rose from the couch, though her whole body was still dizzy and unsteady.
Her face was deeply flushed. In truth, drunk people did not necessarily forget everything.
She remembered every intimate little gesture between herself and Luo Zhen just now.
Something that important naturally deserved close attention.
"Sure enough, that wasn't very good, was it? Luo Zhen is Hitori's crush. They'll be together in the future."
"Did I make him dislike me by treating him like that? What if he never comes to our house again?"
She had grown used to Luo Zhen appearing at their home, and she personally found it wonderful.
With a man in the house, even the air seemed sweet and fragrant.
"Cough, cough. I'll pretend nothing happened and muddle through it. I was drunk, so I don't remember anything."
Michiyo's steps floated unsteadily, and several times, she nearly tripped over her own feet.
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