Living with a Handsome Boy (Deadpan Stare)

Holy crap, he flirted with me!

Shuya's beautiful eyes widened, and she leaned back on the sofa in a daze.

Masato braced himself and pinned Shuya down.

His tall body leaned down, and his alluring collarbone was faintly visible through his wide collar, exuding a captivating sensuality.

His expressive eyes stared at Shuya, his voice deep and husky, incredibly sexy. "Shuko, how can you be so cute?"

#$^%^%#%#%@!!!!

Shuya was about to resist, but Shuko sensitive body gave way at this crucial moment, his body went limp, and he couldn't muster any strength.

"They actually want me to kiss other guys? I deserve some punishment."

The Masato gave a half-smile and boldly leaned closer.

That's enough.

Just as Shuya was gathering his strength and about to summon First Snow to pierce him through, Yukio walked over, grabbed Masato's wrist, and pulled him up.

"... snort."

After being pulled up, Masato narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at Yukio.

Their eyes seemed to hold a storm of lightning.

"Yukio, why are you pulling me like that?"

The Masato wore a kind smile.

"Didn't you see Inoue was unwilling?"

Yukio confronts him head-on, fiercely protecting... his wife?

"..."

"..."

The tension between the two grew increasingly palpable.

Shuya kicked Masato away.

He started cursing. "You son of a bitch, are you trying to flirt with your mother?!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... Shuko, you really show no mercy."

Masato rubbed his lower back and stood up.

"... Explain to him that I went to train Motoko."

Shuya coldly uttered a remark.

Fearing he might not be able to resist punching that handsome face if he stayed any longer, he dragged the bewildered Motoko out of the garden to train her swordsmanship.

In the living room, four handsome men sat down around the dining table. Three of them explained everything to Masato, including Shuya's attitude that day.

Masato rested his chin on his hand, gazing at the graceful figure in the garden as she urged Motoko to train.

He asked, "Do you think it's credible?"

Yuigahama shook her head. "I don't know?"

Seya hesitated before saying, "I don't think Shuko... would tell such a lie, would she?"

He wasn't quite sure either.

Chapter 449, Section 417: The Days of Living with a Beautiful Boy (Dead Eyes)

Masato looked at Yukio: "What do you think?"

Yukio snorted coldly and said, "Half and half, I haven't seen any flaws yet, but it's ridiculous."

"That's really ridiculous."

Masato initially agreed, then sighed, "But as someone who has experienced Puberty Syndrome, I can tell you, this thing is utter nonsense."

"... So you believe Inoue's words?"

Yukio asked.

"If I had to say whether I believe it or not, I'd say I believe it."

Masato smiled warmly.

Yukio nodded and didn't continue the argument.

Yuigahama joked, "But if what Shushu-chan said is true, Masato and Yukio would be incredibly beautiful girls, hahaha! Oh, Seya!"

Seya also laughed and said, "In that case, Yusei- senpai must be a beautiful girl too, right?"

"Really? Haha! I'd love to see!"

Yuigahama laughed out of interest, Seya chuckled softly in agreement.

"Is that so...?"

Masato and Yukio glanced at each other simultaneously, both agreeing with Yuigahama's words that if she were gender-swapped, she would definitely be an outstanding beauty.

After the four finished their conversation, they had some free time.

Shuya focused on training Motoko and didn't pay attention to the others.

The four of them exchanged glances, then walked to the sofa and started reading <The Beautiful Gate>, Shuya had just been reading.

"Wow, Masato was so young back then!"

Yuigahama sighed.

"Senior Shuko is so handsome."

Seya also shared her thoughts.

They fell silent and gathered to watch the film.

Shuya and Motoko trained until 7 p. m., then stopped exercising because they were attracted by the aroma of food.

The four boys in the living room had prepared dinner.

Yuigahama, who is terrible at cooking, is mainly in charge of tasting, while the other three are the main force.

The way they cooked together made Shuya feel like it was a reverse harem.

Shuko would probably be very happy, but Shuya wouldn't be able to appreciate it all.

... However, the food smelled delicious, so he wouldn't refuse it.

After washing their hands, Shuya and Motoko returned to the living room.

Whether they take a shower or not doesn't matter; the two of them were just practicing swordsmanship and didn't sweat much.

"Come on, Shushu-chan."

Yuigahama placed the rice bowl in front of Shuya.

Thanks.

"Suya, this is yours."

Yuigahama's approach made Motoko flinch, but he didn't come any closer, so Motoko was able to hold on.

Motoko sat next to Shuya, using him as a shield.

Not long after the meal began, Masato blurted out, "By the way, Shuko, I'm staying here tonight too."

"Why?"

Shuya asked while eating.

Masato smiled, "Of course I'm worried about you living with them."

"You can't beat me anyway."

Shuya didn't think much of it, but he figured refusing would be pointless, so he said, "Whatever, stay if you want."

He said, "Anyway, I stayed at your place before... but there might not be enough rooms, you should talk to them about where they'll stay."

"It's already agreed that I'll be living with Yukio."

Masato gave Yukio a meaningful look, which elicited a cold snort from him.

It seems that Masato is using surveillance as a pretext.

But Yukio also wanted to keep an eye on Masato.

Shuya showed little interest and didn't care about their struggle.

He focused intently on finishing his food.

This dinner, prepared by three culinary masters— Masato, Yukio, and Seya— was of very high quality.

It smells so good.

After dinner, Shuya also dragged Motoko to practice swordsmanship, hoping that she would eventually understand it as they practiced.

Unfortunately, that's only the ideal scenario; it's practically impossible.

But doing something is better than doing nothing.

Shuya practiced until around 10 o'clock before stopping.

That's all for today.

"Phew... okay."

Despite Tsuruko's hellish training, Motoko has improved quite a bit; Shuya's training hasn't reached her limit yet.

"I'm going to take a shower first. Remember to go after me, okay? Don't skip it just because you're scared of becoming a boy."

Shuya left Motoko, whose face was pale, and went back to his room to get his clothes.

There were other people at home, so Shuya chose a conservative nightgown, ignoring Shuko's numerous strange nightgowns.

He didn't want Shuko's body to be exposed to those boys with ulterior motives.

After all, he himself is a man, and he knows how twisted their minds can be.

He went downstairs into the bathroom and skillfully stripped naked to take a shower.

Taking a bath was very comfortable, but considering there were many people, he didn't stay in for long. After getting out of the bathtub, Shuya turned around and drained the water, determined not to give them a chance to share.

That's how clever he is.

Shuya changed into his pajamas, casually dried his hair, and then ignored it.

He went to the living room to get a drink of water, and as soon as he entered, he saw that everyone was there.

What are you doing?

Shuya barely glanced at them and headed straight for the refrigerator.

Yukio and the others' attention was drawn to Shuya.

Shuko's fair skin had a healthy pink hue after her bath, and her half-wet hair added to her allure.

There was also a faint scent of shower gel mixed with body odor.

Casual pajamas are also a plus.

Masato smiled and was about to go over and flirt with the girl.

"..."

But Yukio took half a step forward, blocking his progress.

Masato and Yukio exchanged glances.

Yuigahama and Seya trembling.