Everything Is Just Right

Unfortunately, she rushed to the bedroom without even drying her hair.

When she returned, Fushimi Makoto initially did not notice anything wrong.

While blow-drying her hair, Fushimi Makoto noticed the marks on her bra straps under her pajamas.

It was obvious that she went back to her room to put on her underwear.

That's called wasted effort.

As night fell, Yukino, her face slightly flushed, followed him into the bedroom.

The cat ear headband was placed on the table.

On the bedside table was the panda doll that Fushimi Makoto had helped her catch last time.

The room was clean and tidy, with a faint, pleasant fragrance wafting through the air.

Everything symbolizes the boundless beauty of a young girl.

After the two lay down on either side of each other, Yukino's slender body became noticeably tense.

"A lot happened today, you must be tired, right?" Fushimi Makoto yawned, got up and turned off the desk lamp.

The room was plunged into darkness.

His action surprised Yukino: "Are you sleepy?"

"A little." Fushimi Makoto looked at her face in the darkness.

Her fragrance wafted over, and her warm breath mingled with the scent of her hair, creating an extremely alluring aroma.

Yukino, unaware of his thoughts, assumed he was genuinely tired and her voice softened unconsciously. "Then let's rest."

"Good night," Fushimi Makoto said.

"Goodnight," Yukino replied gently, a rare occurrence for her.

Then Fushimi Makoto fell silent.

Yukino couldn't sleep at all; her beautiful eyes remained open. Although she couldn't see the other person's face clearly in the darkness, this sense of Serenity brought her a certain joy.

I like it.

She thought to herself.

As for whether I like the person next to me or the feeling I have now.

After a moment's thought, Yukino concluded: Both are true.

A subtle smile played on her lips, revealing a stunningly sweet expression.

Just then, she suddenly felt a tightening around her waist.

The next second, she was pulled into that familiar, warm embrace.

How stupid must I be to believe he wouldn't do anything reckless!

Yukino's smile vanished.

But before she could get angry, Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out first. "Just sleep like this."

She was speechless on the spot.

If that's all there is to it, I can accept it.

I don't dislike it.

Yukino felt his breath pattering on her face, and the temperature of her cheeks gradually rose, becoming hot.

When Fushimi Makoto like that, her inner Serenity faded away, replaced by tension and constantly shifting thoughts.

Would he really be that honest?

Or is he waiting for me to fall asleep before he does anything?

But if he doesn't do that, I will not only waste my time, but it will also affect my health and daily routine.

Yukino was unusually conflicted.

When people are so engrossed in thinking about something, they often make small movements that they don't even notice themselves.

Yukino is a perfect example.

Her face turned unconsciously, from lying on her side to lying on her back.

The noise was exceptionally clear at night.

So, Fushimi Makoto, who had been lying in wait Fushimi Makoto had an excuse to speak, "Can't you sleep?"

"I'll fall asleep soon," she said.

"I see."

The room fell silent again.

Yukino was wondering why he had stopped talking when the warm hand that had been on her waist slowly lifted up.

Then, the hand landed on her face.

What are you going to do?

Yukino, like a cat with its fur standing on end, instantly became alert.

Because it was pitch black all around, she couldn't accurately judge Fushimi Makoto's actions.

It wasn't until she could feel the other person's breathing getting closer and closer that she could barely be sure what they were going to do.

Want a kiss?

Like a goodnight kiss?

Yukino's thoughts raced, and before she could find an answer, she was kissed.

"It's not a goodnight kiss," Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out.

He clearly sounded like he was laughing.

After laughing, he continued.

After an unknown amount of time, Yukino dazed from the kisses, opened her hazy eyes, her mind filled with only one thought: I'm doomed.

With a soft rustling sound, all the clothes fell to the floor.

Fushimi Makoto Yukino in his arms, thought to himself: I told you long ago that it was pointless for you to go back and put it on at the last minute!

Chapter 201 Everything is just right

The bedside lamp, which had been turned off in the bedroom, was turned on again at some point. Its orange-yellow light fell into the room, dispelling the darkness and casting two intimate, seemingly swaying shadows on the wall, like a traditional Chinese ink painting hidden in the room.

Yukino's pleasant fragrance permeated the surroundings, mingling with the sounds of their breathing, sometimes rapid, sometimes gentle.

The moment Fushimi Makoto began his operation in the darkness, Yukino was captured without any surprise.

And they could never break free.

Or perhaps, she herself never intended to break free.

A teenage girl's kiss is never too passionate; instead, it's gentle and light, a light peck. The two embraced tightly in the room, both able to feel each other's body heat.

Not only was Yukino's cheeks burning, Fushimi Makoto's body temperature was also rising.

The two finally stopped. Although Yukino was shy and a little annoyed, she did not avoid Fushimi Makoto's gaze. Instead, she let him look at her blushing cheeks.

However, Yukino still said, "Have you forgotten what you just said?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten." Fushimi Makoto gazed into her beautiful eyes and chuckled softly, "I promised you I wouldn't do anything reckless."

"So, what about now?"

"I'm doing this openly, honestly, and very carefully."

"..."

Yukino seemed to be trying to give him a disdainful look, just like she always did.

But when she thought about how her clothes were all on the ground and that she was Fushimi Makoto's arms, she quickly controlled her expression.

After all, she knew Fushimi Makoto very well.

If I were to show a disgusted expression at this moment, he would probably be extremely excited and exclaim, "That's the look! It's fantastic!"

Just thinking about it makes me think he's a pervert!

Yukino mentally made a sharp comment.

Fushimi Makoto was unaware of the girl's thoughts at that moment; his attention was entirely focused on her.

Her earlobes were a delicate pink, her neck slender and elegant, her collarbones exquisite and beautiful, and her shoulders alluring and rounded...

Everything looked so perfect under the lights.

Not to mention her petite waist, which she was most proud of, now nestled in Fushimi Makoto's arms.

"You're not sleepy yet, are you?" Fushimi Makoto asked softly.

Yukino immediately understood what he meant.

She looked slightly nervous, but didn't flinch. "Are you serious?"

Fushimi Makoto met her gaze. "This is a question you should answer."

"What's the meaning?"

"If you want to rest now, then we'll rest."

"..."

Yukino fell silent.

This silence was not because she was resisting.

She was nervous.

Fushimi Makoto's meaning is very clear: if you say stop, I'll stop.

The choice is left to Yukino.

The decision-making power was also given to Yukino.

If she's willing.

After a brief silence in the room, Yukino's breathing became visibly rapid. She no longer possessed her usual composure; instead, she resembled a young girl First Love, bewildered yet filled with undisguised anticipation and excitement.

"Are you... are you sure we'll be back to normal tomorrow?" Yukino's words sounded like she was trying to cover something up.

Fushimi Makoto kissed her smooth forehead, not exposing her lie. "I can go with you to ask for leave."

"I don't want to take leave."

After saying those words, Yukino suddenly closed her eyes.

The next second, her nervous yet sweet and adorable voice rang out. "I'm not sleepy yet."

She gave an answer.

Fushimi Makoto lowered his head and kissed her again.

She subconsciously tilted her head back, her supple waist arching as well, her smooth, waterfall-like hair swaying and gently spreading out.

"Turn off the lights." The shyness in her voice was clearly visible.

"Okay." Fushimi Makoto agreed readily, but didn't move his hands.

Just kidding, this is the second young lady's cutest moment, how can you turn off the lights?

It's good-looking, I love watching it, and I'll watch it a lot.

This has always been Fushimi Makoto's guiding principle.

Yukino, in particular, was exceptionally beautiful tonight, possessing a youthful charm that she had never shown before.

This is the legendary awesome show!

There was enough light to see the surroundings clearly, and the adorable second young lady was there—everything was just right.

Fushimi Makoto.