Chapter 201

Ishikawa Hayato nodded with a smile, but he didn't want to put Kita and Nijika in a difficult position. Besides, in this situation, asking Ryo to go back to lie down or asking her to leave would make the atmosphere awkward.

He said.

"However, I have a guest room at home where I can rest."

"There are guest rooms too?" Nijika asked in surprise.

Come and take a look.

Ishikawa Hayato waved casually.

When he turned around, he saw an expression of admiration on Hitori, and he smiled in response.

The five of them walked into the inner room, with Ishikawa Hayato explaining things as they went.

"This is the Hitori room, this is the study, but it's quite small and mostly used as a storage room, this is the guest room, and the one opposite is the rehearsal room."

"The rehearsal room?!" Kita exclaimed in surprise, as if trying to escape the cold gaze that was directed at her from behind, still grumpy from being woken up. She asked Ishikawa Hayato instead.

"Hayato-kun, may I go take a look?"

Ishikawa Hayato naturally agreed.

"I..." Nijika turned to look at Liang, her heart pounding.

"I'll go too."

Ichiri nodded almost imperceptibly when Hitori saw Ryo watching her, and then walked into the rehearsal room.

After the three entered the rehearsal room and closed the Hitori, Ishikawa Hayato and Ryo turned and went into the guest room.

The guest room wasn't large and was simply furnished, with a single bed, a small cabinet, and a table.

Although the style was the same as the other rooms, the white sheets and the bare table looked rather dull.

Liang walked into the guest room, glanced at it, and didn't make any comments about it, simply saying in a very indifferent way.

"Looks like my taste in boyfriends isn't so bad after all; I can buy whatever piano I want from now on."

As she spoke, she quietly turned to look at Ishikawa Hayato.

Later... Ishikawa Hayato's heart fluttered for a moment, but hearing her say that still made him feel uneasy.

He still remembered the basses Liang had asked him to buy. If she were to buy them every day and collect all the limited and autographed models, no amount of money would be enough for her.

He's not the kind of person who would say anything for his own purposes.

He said weakly.

"A few games a quarter... that should be achievable."

"Mean."

Liang complained, but her eyes and expression remained unchanged; only later did she gradually show some dissatisfaction.

"Why didn't you stop them?"

Ishikawa Hayato knew she wasn't asleep, or rather, just taking a short rest, and after he stopped her...

Should she stay the night while they go back, or should he follow her and do something when she leaves?

Thinking about these two possible scenarios, Ishikawa Hayato felt his heart begin to race, and his mind and body began to stir with excitement.

He remained somewhat rational and said...

"If Ryo thinks it's okay for their relationship to be exposed, then next time I'll be able to stop them no matter what."

Liang's gaze shifted to the rehearsal room next door for a moment, then returned to Ishikawa Hayato.

She stood casually, slightly raising her gaze. Her face, which rarely showed any expression to strangers, now had a pair of eyes that were slightly narrowed in a teasing manner, and a beauty mark under her eye was inexplicably captivating.

Ishikawa Hayato knew that Ryo was the kind of person who would already be disappointed by the moment she opened her mouth.

He took a step closer to Liang, but she stood there without flinching, not even instinctively backing away, clearly prepared for the worst.

Although Ishikawa Hayato noticed her reaction, it was less than half a millisecond. In Liang's perception, Ishikawa Hayato stepped forward decisively, hugged her, turned her around, and pushed her against the wall.

Ryo glanced at Ishikawa Hayato's hand pressing against the doorway and asked with a smile.

"Stop them now?"

"Yes, now," Ishikawa Hayato said forcefully.

Liang looked up at him, her eyes filled with satisfaction, and then slowly closed her eyelids without much hesitation.

This girl, with short blue hair just past her neck, long eyelashes trembling slightly as if uneasy, exuding a blend of cuteness and mature charm, tilted her head back to offer her red lips, revealing a jawline that was both sharply defined and incredibly soft.

Ishikawa Hayato could smell the distinct scent of her shower gel, but the familiar fragrance was also subtly mixed with a hint of coolness.

He didn't keep Liang waiting long. He pressed one hand firmly against the door to prevent anyone from coming in, and with the other hand, he hugged Liang's back and leaned towards her.

Their lips touched, and both could clearly feel each other's breath.

Ishikawa Hayato could sense even more: Liang's breathing became shallow and rapid, and her heart was pounding fiercely in her still slender and thin body, even though she had gained some weight.

In this situation, Ishikawa Hayato could clearly realize that the woman kissing him in his arms was not only a carefree and easygoing older sister who would occasionally comfort her friends and take responsibility when needed, but also a woman a year older than him.

She is still a girl who worries about being discovered by her friends for "doing bad things".

But after only a couple of moments, Ryou pulled away, and Ishikawa Hayato still felt he hadn't kissed enough.

Liang took a quick breath, put one arm around his shoulder and the other around his waist, clasped her hands behind his back, stood on tiptoe and kissed him again.

And...

This was the first time Ishikawa Hayato had been on the receiving end of an attack, and the unexpected softness and docility he felt gave him a strong sense of novelty and excitement.

Although the girl was the attacker, her incredibly soft and adorable appearance, after her initial bravery, led her to blankly search for Ishikawa Hayato.

Ishikawa Hayato gradually led her, and slowly shifted the focus from his territory to Ryo's. The hand that was holding Ryo's back slipped under the hem of her clothes, groping her smooth and tender back.

She tensed up for a moment, then, as if unwilling to back down, intensified her counterattack, grabbing his back and struggling to entangle him.

The more involved they became, the more nervous they became.

After all, they were so engrossed in their lovemaking, separated by an aisle and two walls, near three people who were vaguely aware of their presence.

Time passed, and the two, still not satisfied, slowly separated, panting and out of breath.

Just as Ishikawa Hayato pulled his hand away, Ryo, who had been sitting on the footrest for too long, lost his strength and leaned against the wall. Hayato quickly went to help him up.

She smiled coolly, her soft, delicate hand supporting him on the shoulder, but she didn't let him get closer.

After taking a few seconds to catch her breath, she withdrew her hand, wiped her mouth, savored the taste with her tongue, and complained with a smile.

"It's too sweet; my mouth tastes like milk and sugar."

Ishikawa Hayato paused for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief. "Luckily, we just drank it, otherwise the milk would taste awful once it dried up."

Liang paused, her smile fading slightly, and sighed.

"Worrying about this is pointless. You're not always trying to give others a good experience, are you?"

"Huh? Ah..." Ishikawa Hayato was surprised by her sudden change of topic and hesitated for a moment before giving his reply.

"Um."

"Boring."

Liang seemed to be saying this in anger at his lack of ambition.

"Besides, I've already said that no one but Nijika would object, and you're still hesitating."

A question mark began to appear in Ishikawa Hayato's mind.

He knew what Ryo was talking about. During his previous dates with Kita, as long as he didn't tease her and just took her to a hotel, Kita might be unhappy, but she wouldn't strongly resist.

Hitori would certainly not refuse.

Previously, the only people he couldn't easily take action against Nijika, who was absolutely unwilling, and Liang, whose attitude was ambiguous.

And now, Liang's attitude is clear.

Ignoring her cold, indifferent gaze, he wrapped his arms around her waist and began to move his hands up and down.

"Shall we start with the cold dishes?"

"No, if we do it now, we'll definitely be discovered."

Liang pressed down on his hand, and with considerable force, not in a flirtatious way.

Ishikawa Hayato chuckled softly, simply pulling her closer to him.

"You just let me launch a full-scale night raid, group 69.49'36135 pushed it."

Ryo naturally wouldn't say that instructing Ishikawa Hayato to push away everything except Nijika was just an angry outburst; she was angry that he didn't take action for something insignificant, and that he made her wait in the room while being bothered by those two.

Seeing that Ryo didn't speak, Ishikawa Hayato slipped his hand inside Ryo's T-shirt, and Ryo's hand gently rested on his arm.

"I want most people to accept me as I am, rather than accepting it reluctantly for some reason."

"After doing something like this, you still expect people to accept it."

Ryo let out an unnatural sigh, and with a slight increase in pressure, Ishikawa Hayato stopped his reckless actions.

"That's really greedy, but whatever, I don't care about the experience, and Bocchi has already sold you to me."

"Sell..."

Ishikawa Hayato was speechless for a moment, and Ryo suddenly looked up and stared quietly into his eyes.

He quickly pursed his lips and remained silent.

But Liang didn't look away; instead, she stared straight at him.

"Your first time is mine. If you mess around, I'll leave the band."

Ishikawa Hayato nodded solemnly.

After a second or two, seeing that Liang hadn't continued, he asked.

"Then how about we do it now..."

"Bad mood."

Liang answered quickly.

"Then at least kiss me one more time."

"Ishikawa Hayato asked," he pleaded.

Ryo was so "generous" that Ishikawa Hayato couldn't quite control his emotions.

Seeing his eagerness, Liang couldn't help but smile smugly, while she, already aroused, hadn't had enough of the experience.

Ryo glanced at the door, while Ishikawa Hayato quickly reached out to lock it.

But his hand was slapped by something cold.

Ishikawa Hayato looked at Ryo with a puzzled expression, and Ryo met his gaze, speaking calmly with a hint of teasing.

"Don't lock the door, the bottom line is you're not allowed to take off my clothes, and..."

Her smile widened.

"You better keep an eye on things over there. If you get caught... you'd better think about how you're going to explain yourself. I'm not going to help you."

But I can't take it off...

After listening to the three people next door still playing with the amplifier and other music equipment in the rehearsal room, Ishikawa Hayato realized they wouldn't come out anytime soon. He simply picked up Ryo and they both fell onto the bed.

"Um?"

She collapsed onto the bed, her body swaying slightly from the soft mattress. She glanced at Ishikawa Hayato, who was propped up above her, and narrowed her eyes in displeasure.

"That way, there won't be a height difference when we kiss."

"Ishikawa Hayato said righteously."

What about the agreement?

Liang asked again.

I will comply.

"Ishikawa Hayato said with certainty."