Early morning, Uesugi Hara's room.
The still air was thick with the scent of hormones.
Two long, steady breaths echoed through the quiet room.
Fine strands of golden sunlight crept silently over the window frame and drifted gently into the room. Like a mischievous child, they slowly climbed along the edge of the bed and across Uesugi Hara's face.
Uesugi Hara's brow furrowed slightly, as though something had disturbed his dream. Then his deep eyes slowly opened.
Out of habit, he reached toward the bedside table, picked up the smart terminal, and checked the time. It was already ten in the morning.
A flicker of surprise passed through his eyes. Was it really this late already?
When he sensed the peaceful, rhythmic breaths against his chest, warmth spread through him.
With each breath, he could clearly feel the shifting pressure and the subtle friction of their bodies. Only then did he suddenly remember that someone was still lying in his arms.
But why did it feel damp? That left him somewhat puzzled.
Uesugi Hara gently lifted the blanket, and an exquisite, beautiful body immediately came into view, its perfect curves like an outstanding masterpiece of nature.
Its owner was sleeping soundly atop him, her face filled with peace and satisfaction.
Her cheeks were faintly flushed, the corners of her lips slightly raised, with a glistening trace of moisture at one corner.
What a mess...
Still, he did not wake Karuizawa Kei right away. Instead, he slowly reached out and stroked her smooth, silky back.
His fingers lightly slid down along her spine, circled her slender waist, then traveled upward over her smooth skin from her navel, gently grasping a soft, pink mound.
It seemed to have gotten a little bigger...
Karuizawa Kei, still asleep, seemed to sense the unusual sensation