Omni-Anime: Making Money Starting from Saki

Saki Miyanaga keenly sensed the resonance in Nodoka's words: "Nodoka has it too? Then, I will definitely work twice as hard!"

"Eh?"

Saki Miyanaga stood up abruptly, her skirt fluttering slightly.

She leaned across half the table, staring straight into Nodoka's delicate face: "Nodoka, let's go together. Let's go to the National Tournament together."

Nodoka was stunned, instinctively grabbing Kageyama Sora's sleeve.

But after a few short seconds, she let go, then flashed a big smile at Saki Miyanaga: "Then, you aren't allowed to hold back anymore."

Nodoka reached across the table and extended her pinky finger toward Saki Miyanaga.

Saki Miyanaga paused, then chose to respond.

A pinky swear.

Kageyama Sora rested his chin on his hand, watching this scene quietly. He didn't interrupt, just watched.

He didn't even participate in their promise, but he just felt that this was wonderful; the passion and bonds of these girls were truly... very beautiful.

It felt as if it were cleansing even him, someone steeped in the stench of money.

An hour later, Kageyama Sora paid the bill, and by now, the sky had already darkened.

Saki Miyanaga refused Kageyama Sora and Nodoka's offer to walk her home, grabbing her uniform bag and running off.

However, Kageyama Sora noticed from time to time that Nodoka's cheeks were becoming increasingly flushed.

The twilight dyed the streets a gentle amber. Kageyama Sora raised a hand to adjust his collar, his Adam's apple bobbing unnaturally.

And so, Kageyama Sora, considering himself a gentleman, decided to walk Nodoka home.

The bluestone path wound beneath their feet, the shadows of the paulownia leaves stretched long by the streetlights.

The journey was quiet and wordless; the two simply held hands, yet they didn't manage to chat at all.

The sensation of their fingers interlaced was softer than he had imagined. Kageyama Sora's thumb unconsciously stroked the delicate skin on the back of her hand, only to find that thin beads of sweat were gradually forming in her palm.

Nodoka lowered her eyes, staring at their interlaced shoe tips, a faint, lingering fragrance drifting from the top of her head.

Suddenly, the girl's shoulders trembled slightly.

Kageyama Sora turned his head to look, catching a glimpse of her reddened ear tips shrinking quietly into her scarf.

Moonlight climbed onto her glowing profile, making her already fair skin appear even more flushed with a thin pink, like cherry blossoms just beginning to bloom on a branch in spring.

And just as they finally arrived at Nodoka's doorstep, Kageyama Sora smiled and stroked Nodoka's long pink hair: "You're home. Get some good rest."

But just as Kageyama Sora turned to leave.

Nodoka suddenly grabbed Kageyama Sora's sleeve: "There is no one home... do you want to stay?"

The girl kept her head down while clutching his sleeve, unable to hide her crimson cheeks.

Her skirt fluttered; she looked fragile yet beautiful, carrying the courage of someone staking everything on a single throw.

Kageyama Sora was no fool; he naturally knew what Nodoka's invitation implied.

It was just... "Are you sure? If I really stay, I don't know what I might do."

Perhaps it was because she had been facing him with such courage all day.

This time, Nodoka did not back down.

She gripped Kageyama Sora's sleeve, her words direct and fervent: "My heart is racing, I'm so happy, I... I can't calm down. My emotions are exceptionally buoyant, and I want to stay by your side... so, may I ask if you can stay the night at my place?"

Chapter 27: No Need to be a Gentleman with a Girlfriend

Nodoka's fingertips sank deep into the fabric of Kageyama Sora's sleeve, her knuckles turning slightly white.

The streetlight filtered through the mottled cherry blossoms, casting fine, fragmented light and shadow onto her upturned face, the dancing spots of light beneath her lashes like a group of restless butterflies.

She lowered her gaze to their clasped hands, watching the hem of her uniform skirt sway gently with her trembling knees.

"My heart is racing, I'm so happy, I... I can't calm down. My emotions are exceptionally buoyant, and I want to stay by your side... so, may I ask if you can stay the night at my place?"

Her voice was softer than petals drifting onto water in spring, yet it carried the determination of something breaking out of a cocoon, her wet, almond-shaped eyes filled with a sky full of stars.

The moment her words fell, the twilight seemed to splash a layer of rouge across her cheeks.

Nodoka hurriedly buried her burning face into Kageyama Sora's chest, only to hear his intense heartbeat through the fabric of his shirt, gradually syncing with her own.

Kageyama Sora's Adam's apple bobbed as he reached out to brush aside her long hair, which had been tousled by the evening breeze.

As his fingertips grazed her reddened ear tips, he felt the girl's distinct shiver.

He reached back to clasp the hand that was still clutching his sleeve, pressing her palm against his chest. His voice was so low it sounded like honey flowing from the depths of his chest: "Of course. As long as Nodoka is willing, I will be in front of you at every moment."

The door to Nodoka's home closed gently behind them, the wooden frame emitting a faint "click."

The warm yellow sensor light in the entryway flickered on, plating Kageyama Sora's sharp-featured profile with a hazy halo.

Before Nodoka could even change into her slippers, her lower back hit the shoe cabinet, and her entire body was tightly encircled by a warm chest.

Kageyama Sora's breath carried a scorching temperature, mixed with the faint, lingering scent of cedarwood cologne.

His palm pressed against the mirrored wall of the entryway, his knuckles turning white from the pressure, while his other hand cupped the back of Nodoka's slender neck, his thumb gently stroking the ribbon in her hair.

The girl's cherry-pink hair scattered as she moved, draping over his wrists like a soft cloud.

"Nodoka..." Kageyama Sora whispered her name, the tail end of the sound brushing against her ear like a feather.

Before Nodoka could respond, a scorching kiss had already descended.

Unlike the cautious way they held hands outside, he was now possessed by a near-aggressive sense of plunder, the tip of his tongue prying open her slightly parted lips, the chaotic rhythm making her heartbeat spiral out of control.

Nodoka's back pressed against the cold mirror, reflecting their overlapping silhouettes.

She unconsciously gripped the hem of Kageyama Sora's shirt, her fingertips brushing against the firm abdominal muscles beneath the fabric.

Only when their breathing grew more feverish did she murmur in the midst of her confusion: "I thought... the way you acted like you didn't want to come over earlier, I thought you would be... awkward... a gentleman..."

"There's no need to be a gentleman with my girlfriend." Kageyama Sora kissed her flushed earlobe, his voice raspy enough to make her tremble.

This sentence made Nodoka's entire body go limp, her cheeks burning hot.

Girlfriend, just like that—how did they even confirm their relationship?

She had never imagined she would be so flustered by such a straightforward declaration.

The floor lamp in the living room was accidentally knocked on during their hurried, colliding kisses, and a warm orange glow washed over the entire space.

Nodoka was startled; after all, she had thought someone else in the house had turned on the light. Thankfully, it was just her bumping into it, or else her family would have seen her in this state.

Kageyama Sora's eyes were much sharper than Nodoka's.

So, when Nodoka tried to struggle, he took the opportunity to lift her up, and in three or two steps, they collapsed onto the light gray fabric sofa.

It was clear that Kageyama Sora intended to pin Nodoka down on the sofa to continue kissing her.

Nodoka pushed back in a panic: "Wait..."

After being kissed haphazardly a few times, Nodoka reached out to press against Kageyama Sora's shoulders, only to have her wrists caught and kissed lightly by his lips.

Nodoka's face turned even redder.

She subconsciously turned her head and saw her favorite penguin plushie on the sofa armrest, its black button eyes tilted as if peeking at this blush-inducing scene.

One had to know, Nodoka always hugged her plushie when she played online mahjong alone at night.

To Nodoka, this penguin plushie was just like Ababei—a precious and important existence, definitely not just a simple toy.

Therefore, being kissed right next to the penguin made Nodoka even more agitated than before; she looked like a boiled shrimp, her complexion a succulent, dripping red.

Kageyama Sora followed her gaze and suddenly let out a low laugh.

He picked up the penguin plushie from the sofa and pressed its soft belly against Nodoka's burning cheeks: "Nodoka's penguin is protesting, saying we're neglecting it."

"Don't make fun of it..." Nodoka reached out to grab it, but was pulled closer by Kageyama Sora, who had his arm around her waist.

The penguin plushie fell between them, its fur brushing against her reddened eyes.

Kageyama Sora took the opportunity to kiss away the moisture on her eyelashes, his movements shifting from the initial intensity to something gentle and lingering, as if tracing a fragile treasure: "I'm not making fun of it; I just want the thing Nodoka cherishes to know that I cherish Nodoka very much..."

Outside the window, a light rain began to fall at some unknown moment, the sound of raindrops tapping against the glass blending with their overlapping breaths, weaving a dense net in the silent room.

Nodoka's fingers unconsciously wound through the hair at the nape of Kageyama Sora's neck, touching the muscles that were tensed from his own nervousness.

"It's a good thing you took me in, otherwise I would have been caught in the rain..." As he spoke, his palm traced the curve of her waist through the thin sailor uniform, occasionally brushing against the girl's ribs, causing her to shrink into his embrace.

That's right, it was raining again.

In a daze, Nodoka suddenly felt that every time she and Kageyama Sora wanted to do something, it would rain outside.

"How about you let me walk you home every day from now on?" Kageyama Sora planted light, fragmented kisses on her lips: "That way, I can enter the house openly, and openly... treat my Nodoka..."

His voice suddenly dropped, his warm palm covering the back of Nodoka's flushed neck, pressing her head into his chest.

And as Nodoka listened to his violent heartbeat, she felt a very subtle sensation for the first time.

She remained obediently in his arms, her voice incredibly soft: "Go to the bedroom... I don't want to be in the living room... it's uncomfortable."

Kageyama Sora naturally wouldn't refuse such a request.

He picked Nodoka up in a bridal carry: "Where is your room?"

But after asking, Kageyama Sora felt his question was somewhat redundant, because that princess-style room, which looked so out of place with the rest of the house's structure, was far too obvious.

Chapter 28: Staying Overnight at Nodoka's House

Kageyama Sora walked into the princess room while holding Nodoka in a bridal carry.

Kageyama Sora took the opportunity to turn on the light, and the room was instantly filled with a soft pink glow, as if the air itself had been wrapped in a layer of ambiguous gauze.

"Nodoka really knows how to live..." Kageyama Sora couldn't help but praise.

Whether it was because of what was about to happen or simply because of Kageyama Sora's compliment, Nodoka's cheeks remained burning hot. She buried her head in Kageyama Sora's chest, not daring to look into his eyes.

However, because of the excessive proximity, Nodoka could clearly feel the other's powerful heartbeat, one beat after another, as if it were urging certain things to happen.

Kageyama Sora gently placed Nodoka on the large bed covered with a lace bedspread. He braced himself beside her, looking at the shy pink-haired girl before him with eyes that were both gentle and scorching.

Nodoka opened her eyes slightly, met those eyes filled with desire and love, and hurriedly looked away again.

Kageyama Sora chuckled, leaned down to kiss her flushed earlobe, bit it lightly with his teeth, and swept his tongue across the delicate skin, causing Nodoka to let out a soft cry and arch her body involuntarily.

"Nodoka, this time... it shouldn't hurt as much as last time, right..."

His movements were incredibly gentle, yet he spoke such shameful words.

Kageyama Sora whispered into her ear, his warm breath brushing against her skin and sending ripples through her.

His kisses trailed from her earlobe, slowly moving down her neck, before he gently sucked at her collarbone, leaving a faint mark behind.

Haramura Nodoka gripped the bedsheets tightly, her breathing becoming rapid and erratic.

His palms wandered slowly over Haramura Nodoka's body, from her slender waist to her soft abdomen; the sensation through her clothes made the air around them feel increasingly stifling.

And when Kageyama Sora's palm once again covered that existence which the five members of the Mahjong Club combined could not compare to... Haramura Nodoka's body shuddered violently. She instinctively tried to stop him, but Kageyama Sora caught her wrists and pressed them to his lips, kissing them: "Don't be afraid, Nodoka, I will be very gentle."

As he spoke, it was as if he feared Haramura Nodoka wouldn't believe him.

Kageyama Sora said with a smile: "I felt I didn't perform well last time using only my own strength, so after we parted, I specifically studied some literature. This time, I will make sure Nodoka feels comfortable..."

The rain outside the window fell harder and harder, pattering against the glass as if providing an accompaniment to the amorous scene inside.

Kageyama Sora straightened his body, looking at Haramura Nodoka with burning eyes, and slowly began to undo the buttons of his shirt.

Haramura Nodoka snuck a glance, then quickly closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed as if they were about to bleed.

Kageyama Sora chuckled, leaned down again, and kissed her tightly shut eyes: "Open your eyes, Nodoka, look at me."

Under Kageyama Sora's gentle coaxing, Haramura Nodoka slowly opened her eyes, a hint of shyness and nervousness in her gaze.

Kageyama Sora took the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Haramura Nodoka felt her mind go blank, and she could only respond passively as her body gradually began to relax.

The clothes were cast aside...

It must be said that the quality of this lingerie was excellent—so good that its outline was completely invisible from the outside, and only by removing it could one see its existence.

His gaze lingered for a moment on Haramura Nodoka's perfect body, filled with awe and love.

After all, Haramura Nodoka looked particularly proud even when dressed, but now, without any concealment, she was even more breathtakingly beautiful.