Chapter 85

But while this might have some effect on others, it was like a gentle breeze to her, having absolutely no effect; her gaze remained unwavering.

"Oh my god, I'll take care of you tonight." Shiina Mashiro stepped forward, placed her Hands on his shoulders, and said in a flat tone, her eyes showing little expectation.

Sakurakoji Talent's bright red pupils contracted, her body trembled, and her mind was plunged into the greatest struggle she had faced in over a decade.

Should we agree or disagree?

To increase her favor and enrich her life experience, so that she could use his knowledge to create better works, he felt he should agree.

But... this was his first time, and he wasn't mentally prepared at all...

Is he going to lose his virginity tonight?

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 117 Sakurakoji Talent Is Not Clean

This was the first time in his life he had faced such a test.

You're testing him with this? And without any reward at all, trying to get something for nothing!

"If I take it off, will my Talent also take it off?"

Seeing that he stood there silently for a long time, Shiina Mashiro thought of a solution on her own.

Then she put her hands on the buttons of her clothes, ready to take off the clothes that Sakurakoji Talent had just dressed her.

"Wait, wait!"

Sakurakoji Talent quickly stopped him, looked up at the ceiling, and felt a little dizzy.

"I understand, I'll take them off, okay?" he agreed, his lips dry. "But, you can't take off your panties! That's the bottom line!"

After all, it hasn't come to that point yet; he's not ready.

"I'll take off your panties!"

What are you saying?!

Ten minutes later,

Sakurakoji Talent closed her eyes, her face slightly flushed, and casually sat on Shiina Mashiro's bed, her skin, even whiter than Shiina's, exposed to the air for Shiina to admire.

This sense of shame from being exposed unilaterally was a first for him in his many years of life experience.

His current role is somewhat like that of a model, but while he has worked as a model before, he has never actually tried this kind of role, which is similar to that of a nude model.

Maybe next time, he'll be able to accept it.

After all, the bottom line is meant to be crossed time and time again.

"Talent person has a beautiful body."

Kneeling not far from him, Shiina Mashiro stared at his body and offered a sincere assessment.

"Rather than that, I just hope you can hurry up."

When he was not wearing clothes, his body did not look strong, and was even more thin, but after taking off his coat, you could see a lot of muscle definition.

These muscles don't appear ferocious or hard; instead, they combine strength and grace in a dynamic way, creating a magical visual experience.

Shiina Mashiro was seeing this for the first time. It was completely different from the male physiques depicted in the book, leaving her somewhat stunned and unable to take the next step for a long time.

Only when he opened his eyes and reminded her did she slowly and carefully crawl over, like a cat.

A cool hand touched his chest, the slight stimulation making him feel itchy, but thankfully he didn't do anything further shameful.

"It looks soft, but it's actually quite strong."

"..."

"My heart seems to be beating faster."

"..."

Shiina Mashiro pressed her ear against his left chest. "It has indeed increased."

Sakurakoji Talent cast a helpless glance, "Since this is my first time in a situation like this, it's understandable that I'm a little nervous, right?"

"I see, this is my first time too." Shiina Mashiro adjusted her posture, straddling him. "Talent."

"What are you doing?"

Hold me.

"... Which one are you referring to?"

By the way, "hold" in Japanese has two meanings, one is the literal meaning, and the other is what he should do where he is sitting now.

"?" Shiina Mashiro. "It means hug me."

"Okay, okay, I understand." He lay on the bed, holding her soft waist in his arms, knowing full well that it wouldn't be the second possibility.

Their bodies were in close contact, and they could easily smell each other's fragrance.

Especially with Sakurakoji Talent, you can clearly smell the fragrance of her hair after she just took a shower, and the fresh scent of her Body Wash.

"Tighten it more," Shiina Mashiro commanded.

"..." Sakurakoji Talent faithfully carried out his mission, embracing her soft, fragrant body in his arms, their pale yellow and silver-white hair intertwining together.

Since things have already come to this point, how much more radical can we go?

However, he could feel that he was about to lose control.

He couldn't help but marvel at the fact that he possessed Star Domain.

Even when he saw Kawaragi Momoka's body last time, he was only surprised. That night, the images kept flashing through his mind, making it difficult for him to fall asleep, but it didn't cause him any direct feelings.

Now that the two are in such close and unreserved contact, he finally had a reaction after who knows how long.

"Talent."

After a while, she sat up, her weight transferring from her hips to his thighs.

"What is it now?" he replied lazily.

Have you ever had sex?

Sakurakoji Talent opened his eyes and stared intently at her.

"Talent?"

"What? You look down on me?"

"Hmm?" She looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"No, it's nothing, okay, same as you." His counter-question failed, and he sighed in reply.

"She's so good-looking?"

"So what? Aren't you the same?"

"She clearly has such a great figure?"

"Am I considered to have a good figure?" Sakurakoji Talent asked in surprise.

He wasn't really sure about that. From a normal perspective, a man should have a physique with thin, defined muscles, right?

"Yes, it's very good, very beautiful." Shiina Mashiro praised with a smile.

"Is that so? Thank you."

"Talent."

"What's wrong now?"

"I feel like something is rising up."

"..."

"Talent?"

"... You'll have to figure this out yourself, right? You asked for it yourself, didn't you?"

Ten minutes later,

Sakurakoji Talent looked at Shiina Mashiro's back as she sat in front of the screen, thinking she should be done, and reached for the clothes she had placed beside her.

"Not yet." As if sensing his presence, Shiina Mashiro spoke up to stop him, turning to look at him.

"You can't put on clothes yet, we have to continue."

"Besides?!"

"I won't let you sleep tonight." Shiina Mashiro's expression held a hint of cat-like slyness.

"... Do you really deliver these kinds of erotic lines in such a flat tone?"

"You'll have a sleepless night," she changed her tune.

"Nothing has changed at all..."

She got up and walked to the bedside, placed her Hands on his shoulders again, and smiled as she pushed him back down onto the soft sheets.

The next morning,

Sakurakoji Talent leaned against the headboard, his numb gaze sweeping over the slightly disheveled sheets and Shiina Mashiro sleeping beside him, feeling as if he were unclean.

Although there hasn't been any groundbreaking progress, it feels like we've made a lot of progress.

He never expected that his first physical intimacy would be with someone he had known for some time, not someone he had known for a while, but Shiina Mashiro he had only known for a few days.

If Hiratsuka Shizuka were still here, he would definitely ask her for a cigarette.

After sighing for a while,

He got up, quickly dressed, and then picked up the manuscripts scattered on the floor.

These were the results of Shiina Mashiro's hard work last night, and he looked at them intermittently for a while.

Well, whether it's well-drawn or not is another matter, but it's just so intense!

"..."

Just then, a sound came, startling him. He turned to look at the entrance.

The revolving door slowly opened in his suddenly constricted pupils.

"Mashiro, are you up yet?"

Aoyama Nanami's voice came along with the opening of the gate.

She didn't expect a response. She opened the door with practiced ease, Kokoro crouched down in her maid outfit, changed her shoes, and walked straight in, immediately seeing...

"..." Veins throbbed on Aoyama Nanami's forehead, his smile as if it had descended from hell. "Young Master, can you explain to me why you're here?"

Before her stood Sakurakoji Talent sitting on the edge of the bed, and Shiina Mashiro on the bed wearing only underwear.

Needless to say, she had already taken off her clothes because she found it too troublesome.

If it weren't for Sakurakoji Talent, who was concerned about his mental well-being and resolutely stopped her from continuing, the situation would have been even more dramatic.

Even so, anyone who saw this scene would only think of one possibility.

"Well, how should I put it..." Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, his fingers fidgeting as he frantically searched for a solution, but all his words seemed rather inadequate.

Just then, Shiina Mashiro heard the noise, slowly sat up, and rubbed her eyes with her messy hair.

After seeing the view inside the room, she greeted Aoyama Nanami: "Nanami, good morning."

"Oh, Mashiro, good morning..." Aoyama Nanami politely returned the greeting, but quickly realized, "Wait a minute! What's going on here?!"

"Hmm?" Shiina Mashiro looked at the finger that kept pointing at her and Sakurakoji Talent, and seemed to understand.

"I slept here with Talent last night."

"What! What..."