Chapter 106

Her warm, moist breath drew near, stirring her nostrils. Before Efnir could utter a complete sentence, the last syllable of hers was bitten off and swallowed by Yukina's small mouth.

This was the aftermath of the kiss; before the blush on Efnir's snow-white face had faded, it was immediately filled with a surge of passion once more.

Yukina's tongue is like pudding.

Efnir squinted, her breath hot. Her composure as an elder was slowly shattered by Yukina's pudding, and she took the initiative to savor the sweetness of the pudding, her sticky moans as soft as water.

Her clothes were lifted, and a warm hand slid inside from the hem, resting against her waist.

My body can feel the warmth emanating from Yukina.

During their days in the hospital, the thing Efnir and Yukina did most each day was kiss.

Because Efnir couldn't do anything else, and besides, if something really happened in the hospital and left any Trace, it would be very difficult to explain. So the two of them tried their best to suppress their surging desires, but now something seemed different.

Like a spring compressed to its limit.

Efnir slowly raised her right hand, which hadn't been used much for several days due to her injury, and hooked it around Yukina's waist.

Yukina's hand slipped under Efnir's neck, allowing Efnir to tilt her head back slightly, their warmth mingling with each breath.

I have a slight pain in my shoulder.

The wound, which was at least ten centimeters deep, was not easy to heal, but Efnir responded passionately to Yukina's demands, having already abandoned everything else.

The sensation of Yukina's knee.

The temperature of the knuckles.

The hair is soft and light.

He pressed down on Efnir very lightly, slowly, awkwardly, yet stubbornly.

Efnir couldn't help but raise her chin, and their lips parted.

Yukina slightly opened her eyes and saw Efnir, who was hunched over with her back taut, her small lips, wet with tears, parted slightly to let out a soft moan, and her eyes filled with deep affection and tenderness.

150. Maid Outfit

It was very late at night.

Yukina buried her head in the pillow, naked, and hummed softly.

Naoko is lustful.

Yukina is so tired.

That was so inappropriate.

The past few days had seemed like Naoko was deliberately showing weakness, but today Yukina realized just how aggressive Naoko was when hunting. Was it because of her high learning ability or because she was very talented? Yukina couldn't guess; she just felt that she was really acting out of character today.

I was the one who initially sparked the romance, but I'm also the one who ended up losing.

If this was supposed to be a woman's rite of passage, then at this point it has gloriously failed.

I'm so tired, so very tired!!! But it also feels so good.

And, as expected of her Naoko sister, Yukina realize for the first time in a long time that there was an age difference between Naoko and herself, a gap called "womanhood" between an adult body and a girl's body.

Even though they are of similar height and have similar figures, the inner qualities that are not visible when the two sisters stand together immediately create a huge, chasm-like difference when it comes to sex. Compared to Yukina, Naoko's body is more "feminine" in every sense, full of fatal allure, while Yukina is much more naive and reserved.

It's like the difference between Naoko's gentle and warm way of doing this and Yukina's aggressive but unskilled way. This difference comes from the difference in age and the accumulation of time, and it is also a manifestation of personality. Naoko and Yukina both seem to be taciturn, but Yukina understands that if you spend a lot of time with them, you can immediately tell that Yukina and Naoko's personalities are completely different in essence.

Naoko's flower blooms on the high mountain, while she is buried in the deep sea; her appearance is merely a mask.

What surprised Yukina even more was that Naoko was unexpectedly a "hidden, predatory woman," and in a sense, she was a hidden big boss.

After realizing this fact, Yukina began to worry about her future life.

Yukina muttered to herself, "I'm complaining to someone."

She gently curled the tip of her nose, Naoko's scent still lingering in her breath. Even though she had washed her sticky body, she could still feel the faint warmth and tingling sensation left by Naoko on her skin, and her whole body felt like it was falling apart, leaving her with no strength.

Naoko felt her cheeks burning just thinking about how she had been pinned down by Naoko and screaming all over.

The image of a lady has been completely destroyed.

Admittedly, Naoko's demands on Yukina weren't a reckless, aggressive kind of possession, but rather a gentle, tender approach. However, the frequency was simply too much, with one wave of stimulation followed by another. Yukina simply couldn't handle this constant stimulation.

He's easily aroused by Naoko's teasing, and he falls for her the moment she touches Naoko.

Efnir's body had not fully recovered. Compared to Yukina's clumsy yet impulsive approach, Efnir's movements were always gentle. She skillfully used her body to soothe Yukina, easily arousing Yukina's desire.

But this is a gentle trap.

As soon as Yukina shows even the slightest sign of falling behind, she will be immediately pressed on and naturally lose the initiative.

Naoko always seized every opportunity to completely invade and possess her, seemingly tireless. Once she found a weakness, she would relentlessly attack until Yukina lost all resistance and became her prisoner. Naoko's powerful endurance as a Naoko was displayed to the fullest extent.

So this tug-of-war, which lasted for several hours, finally ended with Yukina's exhaustion and defeat.

Yukina has more losses than wins.

While one could excuse oneself by saying "it was my first time and I wasn't at my best," conversely, Naoko, whose injuries hadn't fully healed, was actually facing a similar situation.

It seems that it's probably because I'm too useless...

--Yukina thought to herself in despair.

It must be said that Naoko's body recovered very quickly. Although she still had several bandages on her body, she looked like she was perfectly fine.

Yukina finally believed what Efnir had said before.

What Yukina didn't know was that it was actually easier for Efnir to be in control than to be pinned down by Yukina. When Yukina was on top, no matter how careful Yukina was, she would inevitably hurt Efnir. But when Efnir was on top, she could choose to cleverly avoid her own wounds and use her advantages to seize the initiative.

This creates the illusion that "Efnir looks completely fine".

"I'll go get you some clothes."

Efnir took a dry nightgown and put it on, then turned around and opened Yukina 'Yukina wardrobe to find her bottoms.

As Yukina watched Efnir lost in thought in front of her wardrobe, she suddenly felt a strange sense of unease. In fact, during the time she spent with "Yanase Naoto," although Yukina washed her own underwear and hung it out to dry herself, Naoko was responsible for all her other clothes.

In other words, Naoko would often bring in the dried clothes, ironing and folding them as needed. Yukina's wardrobe was hardly a secret to Efnir; in fact, Evnir knew it better than Yukina herself, especially the paintings hidden in the wardrobe and hanging in the bedroom.

Furthermore, if it rains, the clothes hanging outside the window need to be brought in to the balcony early, and inevitably, Yukina's underwear will also fall into Naoko's hands.

Ultimately, Yukina probably already had no secrets from Naoko in many aspects for a long time.

"It's better to keep your underwear separate from other things."

"Hmm..."

Yukina, lost in thought with a subtle expression, looked up when she heard Efnir's words.

Then she saw Efnir push open the door of Yukina's wardrobe and reach for a handbag in a compartment for underwear.

"Huh? That's...?"

Suddenly, Yukina thought of something, but before she could make a sound, Efnir turned her head suspiciously.

"What's wrong?"

As luck would have it, the handbag suddenly tipped over from the wardrobe and hit Efnir on the cheek with a thud.

It was afternoon when Kanade Kotone brought the maid outfit over for her to try on. Then, fearing suspicion for taking too long in the room, she hurriedly stuffed it into the closet into the handbag containing the maid outfit.

"It's over."

Seeing Efnir staring suspiciously at the corner of the navy blue maid outfit peeking out of the handbag, Yukina covered her face.

151. Strawberry Maniac

"Sis, that... that is..."

Efnir glanced at the flustered Yukina, then her gaze fell on the maid outfit spread out in her hand, her eyes flickering slightly.

What is it?

She asked softly, her tone revealing little emotion.

It's normal for a young girl to have a few outfits with a particularly unique and distinctive style, Efnir didn't think much of it. Right now, she was just picturing what Yukina would look like in a maid outfit.

But this scene took on a completely different meaning in Yukina's eyes.

The uniforms of these maid cafes are so distinctive that they're easy to spot. Naoko, being an idol, must be very knowledgeable; that indescribable expression suggests she might have seen something before or noticed something.

Or... could Naoko have misunderstood something? What if a misunderstanding causes Naoko to start treating me strangely?

Yukina sat up nervously, wrapped herself in the blanket, and huddled up, staring at Efnir. She opened her mouth, her mind racing.

"That... that is..."

"Hesitantly, "Yukina said softly.

We must not let Efnir misunderstand, nor can we let Efnir suspect anything.

Above all, under no circumstances should Naoko find out about her plan to work part-time to earn money to buy an engagement ring and take wedding photos. Yukina stammered, quickly weaving a "suitable" reason in her mind.

If it's a lie, blaming the school is the easiest and safest way.

What's going on at school lately? Student council, clubs, midterms, school festival...?

Oh, right, the school festival.

"That's the club's costume... it's the costume the club is preparing for the school festival!"

"That's what Yukina blurted out."

"Performance costume?"

Efnir let out a soft "hmm," believing it to be true.

Yukina did mention that the school seemed to be planning a school festival, but the specifics of the event were not disclosed. Efnir, of course, was unaware of the performances prepared by the club.

However, upon hearing this, Efnir pursed her lips, suddenly feeling a pang of sadness and discomfort.

She had never seen Yukina in a maid outfit before, and now such a beautiful sight was going to someone else. Even though it was just a club performance, Efnir's envious feelings began to surface.

"Well, that's how it is... I brought it back because I was asked beforehand if it would fit..."

Yukina looked at Efnir nervously, hoping Efnir could quickly move on, so she changed the subject. "Um... Naoko, I'm a little cold..."

Naoko found the maid outfit while trying to get her a nightgown.

Yukina tries to awaken Naoko's original feelings.

But clearly, she failed. She watched helplessly as Naoko smiled mysteriously, not only failing to put the maid outfit into her handbag, Naoko also slowly walking to the bedside.

With a smile in her eyes, Efnir sat down beside Yukina, the soft bed tilting the naked Yukina slightly towards her.

Yukina shrank back, her small body shrinking as the blanket was taken from her. She quickly grabbed a pillow to cover herself.

Looking at Yukina, who resembled a frightened kitten, Efnir gently stroked Yukina's blushing face, then ruthlessly snatched the pillow from Yukina's hand and instead stuffed the maid outfit into Yukina's hands.

"You won't be cold once you put it on."

"??"

Yukina stared blankly at the maid outfit that had suddenly become heavy in her hands.

Seeing the emotions welling up in Naoko's eyes, Yukina's shoulders trembled.

"Oh no!" she thought almost instinctively, recalling the hours she had spent pinned down by Naoko, unable to turn over. That afternoon, she had been fantasizing about getting Naoko to wear the outfit so she could feast her eyes. Now, instead of getting Naoko to wear it, she was the one who was in deep trouble.

"Naoko, this really, really is just..."

Yukina blushed.

She had no performance plans whatsoever. She denied it, forcing herself to be honest, but Efnir wouldn't listen to her explanations. She countered with a question that put her in a difficult position, "You'd rather perform for someone else than wear this for me to see?"

"No, that's not how it is..."

"That..."

Efnir moved closer, her breath warm against Yukina's cheek. Yukina felt a burning sensation all over her body from embarrassment. She watched as Efnir's fingers gently hooked at her waist, the ribbon of her panties loosened, and the fabric she had just put on and hadn't even warmed up yet had already slipped down to her ankles.