My wife believes me; how could I be a cuckold?

Got no response.

He knocked on the door again and asked, "Ms. Konno? Ms. Konno? Have you changed your clothes? I'm coming in."

Still no response.

So he reached out and grabbed the doorknob, ready to open the door.

Although he had a rough idea of ​​the reason, he still decided to go in and take a look, just to be on the safe side.

What if something goes wrong?

As for whether some lucky perverts might see things they shouldn't, that's not his problem.

After all, the safety of the guests is more important, isn't it?

And so, Asano, kind and upright, who puts his friends' safety first and is willing to sacrifice his own innocence to protect his friends, opened the door and peeked into the room like a guilty thief.

On the ground...

Well, there's no one there, just two indoor shoes lying haphazardly on the floor.

As for the tall and beautiful figure who had entered the room earlier, she was now lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her expression calm, and her breathing even and long.

She looks like she's sleeping soundly.

Seeing her in this state, Makoto Asano couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In any case, it's best if nothing goes wrong.

However, while he felt relieved, he suddenly felt a sense of disappointment.

Because he was unlucky and didn't trigger any events.

At this moment, Konno Yuuka had already changed into the loose white T-shirt he had taken out earlier, and even her black shorts were...

shorts?

and also?

Upon closer inspection, Makoto Asano realized that although Yuuka Konno had successfully put on her T-shirt, she hadn't put on her pants properly, and it seemed that she had fallen asleep halfway through putting them on.

The T-shirt was too big for her body; when she put it on, the hem covered her buttocks and even part of her thighs.

Although Konno Yuuka didn't wear her pants completely, she pulled them up to just above her knees, with only a tiny gap between the waistband and the hem of her T-shirt.

Besides, perhaps because she was too sleepy, she even forgot to take off her stockings. The thick gray stockings were tightly wrapped around her long, straight legs, and even the tight tops of the stockings had accidentally slipped down a bit and rolled up when she put on her pants.

Getting back to the main point, Makoto Asano didn't see that glimpse of spring at first glance, which directly led him to mistakenly believe that Yuuka Konno was already dressed.

But after taking a closer look, he noticed a patch of white thigh between the shirt and shorts, realizing that Konno Yuuka hadn't put her pants on properly.

Then, his eyes were glued to it.

It can only be said that Konno Yuuka's current completely unguarded appearance is so unfair that almost no one can remain calm in front of this scene.

A person who can refrain from doing something is already considered a very good gentleman.

As for those who can resist watching... well, Makoto Asano doesn't believe anyone can resist watching.

Although he had seen Konno Yuuka's inner thighs when he was massaging her that morning, and even saw some further inside, he still subconsciously stared at her now.

After all, these two images are completely different.

Previously, Konno Yuuka was lying there, with her skirt half-lifted up and placed on her pert buttocks, revealing the beautiful scenery of her absolute territory.

But now she was lying there in a fast-sleeping position, her clothes were disheveled, her pants were half off, and a little bit of her soft, white skin was accidentally exposed.

Although there is no inherent superiority or inferiority between these two postures, and each has its own merits, the visual impact and charm they bring are completely different.

Therefore, Makoto Asano's choice is to have it all.

Since he watched it this morning, he should watch it now even more. Both are good, and we can't favor one over the other.

He's not exactly a gentleman, and besides, Konno Yuuka's current state is something she brought upon herself, so there's no reason for him not to go and see her.

He followed his instincts and openly enjoyed the view for a while before closing his eyes and letting out a long sigh of satisfaction, though with a hint of discomfort.

He was satisfied because he saw something good, and he felt upset because Xiao Acheng was standing at attention again, being very disobedient.

But you can't blame him. Don't forget, he hasn't released any of the pressure he's been under since this morning. It's no wonder he was upset to see this.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that his previous success in suppressing Xiao Acheng was already quite an impressive achievement.

After spending more time than expected to barely calm down the restless Xiao Acheng, Asano Makoto finally opened his eyes again, walked to the bedside, and silently looked at Konno Yuuka lying on the bed.

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't planning on doing anything weird; he just wanted to help the sleeping beauty on the bed pull up her pants.

It may look nice, but it's just too indecent. Not to mention that Konno Yuuka might have some strange misunderstandings when she wakes up the next morning.

It's perfectly normal for Makoto Asano to do these things in order to avoid such misunderstandings.

Oh, and he also had to help take off Konno Yuuka's stockings, since it's not very comfortable to sleep in them.

However, just as he reached out to get to work, he caught a glimpse of two black figures out of the corner of his eye.

He turned his head with some confusion to look at the floor at the foot of the bed, and then saw two pieces of black fabric decorated with familiar lace patterns.

With just one glance, he recognized what the two pieces of cloth were.

It would be strange if he didn't recognize them, since he had seen them on Konno Yuuka's lower and upper body not long ago.

In just a moment, Makoto Asano turned his head back and subconsciously looked at a certain key area covered by a white T-shirt.

Although he couldn't see anything, he knew what was underneath, and then he suddenly remembered the pinkish-flesh he had seen through the wet fabric when he massaged Konno Yuuka that morning.

Inevitably, his breathing became heavy.

Author's note: I've finally paid off what I owed these past two days.

If you've read this far, don't wait any longer. Go to sleep and read it again tomorrow morning.

If there's an extra chapter, then there will be; if not, then there won't be, because I don't know if I can even write more.

Chapter 264 Getting into Bed

Makoto Asano ultimately overcame his desires.

He really wanted to see what kind of scenery was hidden under that T-shirt, and he was sure that even if he did see it, he wouldn't be discovered.

Even so, he still didn't want to do the despicable thing of peeping at people by lifting their clothes when they weren't looking.

Even if he really wanted to see, he would have to use his own skills to make the other person lift up her clothes herself, and then turn her head shyly so he could see to his heart's content.

So in the end he didn't do anything, he just suppressed his restless heart and helped Konno Yuuka put on her pants and took off her stockings.

Makoto Asano's movements were very gentle, but Yuuka Konno still twisted her body several times, as if she was about to wake up.

Asano Makoto felt a sudden pang of panic, even though he hadn't done anything.

Fortunately, Konno Yuuka only moved slightly and did not actually wake up.

After helping her tidy her clothes and gently covering her with the blanket, Makoto Asano hurriedly picked up the pile of clothes she had changed out of and left the room.

It's just too hard to get through...

He sighed silently to himself, closed the door, let out a long breath, and then carried a pile of clothes into the bathroom.

However, after putting Konno Yuuka's clothes into the washing machine, Asano Makoto started to have some trouble again.

At this moment, he was standing next to the washing machine in the bathroom, holding out a pair of black lace panties.

Although he was reluctant to admit it, to be honest, he looked like a complete pervert right now.

However, he didn't have the energy to think about such trivial matters. He was only worried about one thing: whether or not to wash Konno Yuuka's underwear that she had changed out of.

If I don't wash it, then I'll have to wait until Konno Yuuka gets up tomorrow morning to wash it herself, and then I'll have to wait a whole day before I can change into it.

She had to remain in a vacuum state until her underwear was completely dry.

Makoto Asano didn't care about this at all; in fact, he hoped it would be so, as it only brought him benefits and no drawbacks.

However, as the owner of the house, he still had to consider the feelings of his guests.

But if I help her wash, other problems will arise.

Although Makoto Asano doesn't mind hand-washing a girl's underwear, he doesn't know if Yuuka Konno would mind.

As for why we don't use a washing machine...

Although Makoto Asano himself always washes his underwear in a washing machine, he even bought a small washing machine specifically for washing underwear.

However, he had also heard that, due to physiological reasons, girls are more prone to that kind of disease than boys, so they generally pay close attention to hygiene in this regard.

The most obvious example is that various studies have shown that machine washing is cleaner than hand washing, but most women still prefer to wash their underwear by hand rather than using a washing machine, because they feel that they can wash it cleaner by hand.

After thinking about it for a long time, Makoto Asano finally threw Yuuka Konno's underwear into the laundry basket, deciding that she could wash it herself the next morning.

After all, if I kindly help her wash, but it ends up lowering her favorability, then that wouldn't be very meaningful.

Besides, I'm just her good friend right now, not her boyfriend or her father. There's no need for me to act like a simp and think so much for her. Letting her stay overnight and washing her clothes is already more than enough.

Instead of getting caught up in this, it's better to choose the option that's most beneficial to you.

After making the decision, Makoto Asano put the matter out of his mind.

He took a shower first. After he finished showering, the washing machine was already running. He took out Konno Yuuka's clothes and hung them on the balcony. Then he threw in the clothes he had just changed out of while showering.

I sat on the sofa in the living room and played on my phone for a while, then hung the clothes I had washed on the balcony.

After doing all this, it was already 10:30 p.m., so he went straight back to his room to rest.

Tomorrow he has to stay home with Konno Yuuka for the whole day—he had said before that he wanted her to stay home with him, but that was just a polite way of comforting her, since his original plan for tomorrow was to go see Miyajima Eriko.

However, the thought that Konno Yuuka would be out of commission all day tomorrow and would definitely make some cute and shy reactions made him suddenly start to look forward to it.

It's worth mentioning that after getting into bed, Xiao Acheng once again stood at attention uncontrollably, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

Because of the intense discomfort he was experiencing, there was a moment when Makoto Asano, who no longer wanted to relieve his loneliness with his hands, even considered asking Lilith to help him with a small favor.

However, when he thought about how Lilith had almost left him paralyzed a couple of days ago, he suddenly didn't want it as much anymore.

Even if he really wanted to, he had to suppress it; he could still tell the difference between a full meal and a full stomach.

Although he can't visit Eriko Miyajima tomorrow, Thursday, the day after tomorrow is Friday, and Yuna will bring a surprise then.