After cursing Amamiya Natsuki, Yukinoshita Yukino gritted her teeth and tried to endure it again. She had thought she could hold out until the end, but once again, she was wrong.
The instant his fingers reached the peak, the urge she had been holding back surged back like a tide breaching a dam. A soft moan finally escaped her before she could stop it.
"Mm... Mmm—!"
The girl's trembling, hurried little moan echoed through the room, turning the whole place pink.
"I didn't, I swear." Amamiya Natsuki quickly raised both hands to prove his innocence. "That was just a normal way to get rid of the side effects."
Yukinoshita Yukino's pretty face was so red it looked ready to bleed, and her voice trembled.
"Y-you shut up..."
Amamiya Natsuki asked, "Should I keep going?"
"Mm..."
Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't help letting out another soft moan. She opened her eyes and glared at him, embarrassed and seething.
So much for asking what she thought.
He hadn't even waited for her answer before putting his hands on her. He deserved to commit seppuku!
Twenty minutes later.
The side effects plaguing Yukinoshita Yukino had finally disappeared.
"Hah... Hah..."
The black-haired girl, back to being Hirano, lay on her back on the bed, her right hand covering her forehead. She was breathing hard, drenched in sweat.
For some reason, even though the air conditioning was on, Yukino was sweating profusely.
"You've sweated so much, you must be uncomfortable. Want me to carry you to take a bath?"
Amamiya Natsuki offered.
"..."
Yukinoshita Yukino didn't want to say a word. When Amamiya Natsuki reached for her, she slapped his arm away, then rolled over and sat up. Covering her chest with one hand, she started to get up and leave.
"Wait, there's one more thing." Looking