What Shiori Wanted

With a clatter.

Shiori felt as though she had been struck by something heavy. There was no pain in her body, but her mind had turned muddled, and her past had suddenly become hazy, as though shrouded in fog. Her body felt light and feverish.

"I give everything I have to you."

Emotions welled up in her chest, growing more turbulent the more they were suppressed, almost spilling out from within her.

"Still so shy, Shiori? At just this little distance, your cheeks are as adorable as...~"

Huanyue smiled sweetly as she drew closer. Her soft lips were right before Shiori's eyes, like fruit waiting to be picked.

And the best fate for fruit was to wait for the one who encountered it to pick it and taste it.

It was a scorching summer. The heat now felt like a blazing fireball, burning from the bottom of her heart to her cheeks, then spreading through her entire body, making her feel as though she were about to melt.

"It's wonderful to see you smiling at me again."

For some reason, Huanyue wore a pitch-black robe and a crown of black thorns upon her head. Yet beneath that robe was a breathtaking sight filled with beautiful things----

They were delicately traced and adorned by faint light, becoming something indispensable in Shiori's eyes. Her fair skin was smooth as cream, reflecting an ambiguous glow, alluring beyond reason.

Shiori's heart pounded as breath-like warmth drifted lightly across her cheeks, leaving her naturally frozen in place.

As though strongly dissatisfied with Shiori's lack of response, Huanyue pressed a hand against Shiori's shoulder. Her body moved involuntarily, exhaling an urgent breath through her nose.

Just as she was about to act.

Shiori felt Huanyue's knee rubbing against her thigh, unusually... aggressive, leaving her mind hazy