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Chapter 236 Do You Accept That I Am an Adult Now?
Out of caution, Tachibana Miyuki carefully wiped the water droplets, stood up and turned to look at the dark door of the warehouse.

What is Natsume Yuikawa doing in there? Why is there no sound at all and he hasn't turned on the lights?

After this question flashed through Tachibana Miyuki's mind, she couldn't help but recall the whisper that Natsume Yuikawa had just whispered in her ear. She was both happy and surprised at his strange ideas.

This bad boy, I always thought he was a little brat who knew nothing, but I didn’t expect that he had learned so many tricks behind my back.

Not to mention, now even the practical experience is already ahead of me, what should I do if this continues?

Tachibana Miyuki knew very well that generally people would gradually reveal their preferences. She thought to herself that she was not a child anymore, and what would she do if she could not stand his tormenting?

Her mind was in a mess. As Tachibana Miyuki was hesitating, she heard the voice of Natsume Yuikawa coming from the direction of the warehouse.

"Miyuki, are you still not well?"

"That's all."

Tachibana Miyuki replied a little louder, adjusted her breathing and expression, and finally walked slowly towards the warehouse door.

The lights were still not on, which made Tachibana Miyuki hesitate a little before she finally walked in. But when she thought about the light switch that she could touch as soon as she entered the door, she walked straight in and raised her hand to touch the wall.

Instead of touching the switch, she touched something hot and soft. Tachibana Miyuki's hand trembled in panic, and the next second the lights in the warehouse lit up.

Natsume Yuikawa placed his hand on the light switch, looking at Tachibana Miyuki who was beginning to rise and fall rapidly in front of him with a look of fear on her face, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The lights came on, and Tachibana Miyuki could see clearly what happened. After realizing that she had touched Natsume Yuikawa's hand, she said unhappily, "You are not a child anymore, why are you still playing these childish tricks?"

"Hmm? Sister Miyuki means, do you admit that I am a mature adult now?"

Natsume Yuikawa released his hand from the light switch and asked, turning the tables.

".You bad boy, I don't want to argue with you about this."

Tachibana Miyuki's face felt hot. She was afraid that Natsume Yuikawa would notice it, so she walked into the warehouse on her own.

Looking around inside, I saw the yoga mats put together. My pace, which had quickened due to embarrassment, slowed down again due to shyness.

Natsume Yuikawa walked to Tachibana Miyuki as if he hadn't noticed anything, stared at the yoga mat on the ground and said, "Everything is almost ready. Tachibana-sama, do you have anything else to say? If not, then let's start now?"

Natsume Weichuan turned to look at the profile of Tachibana Miyuki beside him. Her skin, as delicate as cream, was faintly pink, and her whole body exuded a mature charm. Natsume Weichuan just stared at her for a while and his heartbeat began to speed up.

Bang, bang. bang.

Tachibana Miyuki was so nervous that she could hardly breathe. She placed one hand on her chest and nodded after a long while. She said imperceptibly, "Yeah."

After that, the warehouse was so quiet that only the sounds of breathing and heartbeats remained. Neither of them moved. Finally, Natsume Weichuan reminded them quietly, "Miyuki, do you like to come standing?"

"Huh? Ouch."

The three different onomatopeia were enough to show how panicked Tachibana Miyuki was at the moment. She collapsed as if she had lost the strength to support her body and sat on the yoga mat all of a sudden.

With her center of gravity slightly tilted backward, Tachibana Miyuki relied on her hands behind her back to maintain her balance and avoid lying completely flat.

Natsume Weichuan looked at this slightly funny scene and felt amused, but also a little self-reflection. He should have taken the initiative to hug her, got close to Tachibana Miyuki's lips, and knocked her down unknowingly when she was confused.

However, it's nice to be able to appreciate Tachibana Miyuki's embarrassment like now.

Natsume Weichuan had just solved a long-standing knot that had troubled him. At this moment, he felt inexplicably happy no matter what. He sat down next to Tachibana Miyuki, and Natsume Weichuan's hand rested on her palm.

"To be honest, ever since I saw Sister Miyuki like that, I have thought about it..."

"Stop talking." Tachibana Miyuki growled in a low voice, then turned around and lightly hit Natsume Yuikawa on the back of his hand.

"Before we get to the point, wouldn't it be a bit boring if we don't have a little chat?"

Natsume Yuikawa lowered his head and glanced at Tachibana Miyuki, then explained with a smile, "It's okay, I didn't ask you questions on purpose to embarrass you."

"Then just ask quickly and don't be so nagging." Tachibana Miyuki used a stern tone to hide her inner nervousness.

"Okay, actually, I later thought about under what circumstances would Sister Miyuki choose me, and what is she like at home?" Natsume Weichuan asked curiously.

I had asked Mochizuki Maaya the same question before, and was severely looked down upon. According to her, she was so busy working every day that she was too lazy to move when she got home late, so how could she have the energy to do something like that.

And Tachibana Miyuki was caught in the act by herself, so she can't deny it this time.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Tachibana Miyuki's lips moved, her face turned red as if blood was dripping out, and she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "The first time was really just out of curiosity. After trying it, I accidentally found that it can relieve the pressure at work. After that, I occasionally use it, but at most once a week, definitely not that often."

"That's right."

Natsume Yuikawa smiled and nodded.

From Tachibana Miyuki's perspective, the smile on Natsume Yuikawa's face was very annoying, as if he didn't believe her, but he didn't say anything. If she opened her mouth to explain, it would make her seem guilty.

Therefore, she had to pretend that she didn't see it. Tachibana Miyuki made up her mind, reached out to hold Natsume Yuikawa's cheek, and moved her warm lips forward.

"Hmm."

The sound of heavy breathing began to sound in the warehouse, and at the same time, each other's heartbeats also quickened.

Natsume Yuikawa also held up Tachibana Miyuki's cheeks and slowly fell onto the yoga mat with her.

Although there was no verbal communication during the process, the tacit understanding between the two made up for it.

At this time, Tachibana Miyuki was so embarrassed that she closed her eyes. Otherwise, she would have been anxious and blushing based on Natsume Weichuan's slight movement just now. Her two white little hands were randomly touching, and when she found a knot that looked like a belt, she held it tightly and didn't let go. She pulled hard in anger, and Natsume Weichuan's shorts were also pulled down by her.

However, without Natsume Yuikawa's cooperation, the clothes could only be pulled down to her knees at best. Compared with her current situation where she had no upper hand, it was obvious who had the upper hand.

Natsume Yuikawa pressed his fingers on the surface of Tachibana Miyuki's skin, which felt slippery due to the contact and some sweat.

"Ok?"

Natsume Yuikawa raised his eyebrows slightly, parted his lips from Tachibana Miyuki, and whispered, "It's already like this, it seems there's no need to put in any more effort."

"That's sweat. There's no air conditioning in the warehouse. It's too hot."

Perhaps out of nervousness, Tachibana Miyuki raised her face slightly, and her legs began to tremble unconsciously. Even her delicate toes that were tightly arranged together were firmly grasping the yoga mat.

But even so, Natsume Yuikawa was reluctant to take his hands off her legs. The soft leg flesh overflowing from between his fingers was another extreme experience completely different from that of Mochizuki Mayaya.

Natsume Weichuan felt unsatisfied even after rubbing with both hands, so he quickly threw away those unnecessary idol baggage.

"what"

Tachibana Miyuki panicked and wanted to sit up, but she was afraid that he would get hurt, so she quickly moved some distance away and asked nervously, "Weichuan, what are you doing? Didn't you say that you don't need to do that?"

"Ugh."

Natsume Yuikawa's voice became unclear, and he could only be heard saying in the gaps between his movements:
"It has nothing to do with any other reason. I just followed my inner desire and did it because I felt comfortable doing it this way."

After hearing this, Tachibana Miyuki felt that the temperature in the warehouse had risen a few degrees. She also felt that this was a good experience, but the shame that she could not get rid of in her heart still made her struggle subconsciously.

The flesh-colored over-the-knee socks became wrinkled during the struggle and looked a mess, but they gave people a different kind of psychological stimulation, making Natsume Weichuan more bold.

Tachibana Miyuki's only legs were still able to touch each other. Slowly, a hint of infatuation flashed in her panicked eyes. The flesh-colored stockings as thin as a cicada's wing were covered with sweat, and they emitted an attractive brown glow.

At the beginning, Miyuki Tachibana could still barely clench her teeth and control herself from making any sound except breathing.

"Miyuki, do you think this feels good too?"

Natsume Weichuan licked his lips, raised his face and asked with a smile.

"Nonsense, nonsense."

Tachibana Miyuki blushed and cursed in a weak tone, then raised her hand to cover her mouth.

However, although this could prevent my mouth from making any sound, it couldn't control the sweat that kept oozing out.

Tachibana Miyuki just felt sore all over and there seemed to be stars in her eyes. Before she knew it, she had naturally separated from him by a distance.

"Ugh Natsume, no."

At this point, Tachibana Miyuki no longer cared about being embarrassed. She immediately came to her senses and sat up and said, "I've never done this before. I can't do this."

I have remained single until now, for twenty-eight years. If I accidentally give this time to Natsume Yuikawa, I really don't know where to go to seek justice.

"Heh, don't be nervous, I'm just checking the current situation."

Natsume Yuikawa also sat up, rubbed his messy bangs with the back of his hand, and said, "The inspection is complete. I'm reporting to you now. We can officially start. Sister Miyuki, where are the things?"

Natsume Yuikawa slightly turned sideways and looked towards the blocked area behind Tachibana Miyuki.

"it's here."

Tachibana Miyuki was stared at by Natsume Yuikawa and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Natsume Yuikawa wanted to reach out to take it, but Tachibana Miyuki suddenly retracted her hand. Before the latter asked in confusion, she took the lead in explaining: "You are clumsy. It would be bad if something unexpected happened. I will do it myself."

"OK then."

Natsume Yuikawa stopped where he was and waited. When he saw Tachibana Miyuki moving her legs, he suddenly remembered something and reminded her, "Wait, since I let you do it yourself, then I have a request. You are not allowed to hide. Do it in front of me."

"You bad boy are really good at making things difficult for others."

Tachibana Miyuki replied helplessly, but ultimately did not reject Natsume Yuikawa's request.

It's just a matter of time anyway, where can I hide now?

Moreover, it was precisely because of his previous hesitation that Mochizuki Maya succeeded before him. If this continued, he would be kicked out completely.

She carefully pushed up the hem of her skirt, and because she was afraid of the stuffiness, the floor fan placed in the warehouse started to blow over her. The sweat that had just been produced immediately evaporated, bringing a coolness that went straight to her heart.

Tachibana Miyuki was already nervous enough, and it took her several attempts before she achieved her goal.

Natsume Weichuan felt itchy and wanted to take his place, but fortunately, reason prevailed at the last moment.

It was already too much to make Mochizuki Maaya wait alone from eight o'clock to ten o'clock in the evening. If I disappoint Mochizuki Maaya again today, not only will I lose what I didn't get, but even what I originally had may be gone from me.

Natsume Weichuan looked around again, but to no avail, he asked in doubt, "Where's the thing?"

"Do you want to start now, here?" Tachibana Miyuki loosened her clenched fist, revealing a delicate thing in her palm.

(End of this chapter)