The Underworld, Starting with Debt

"what!!!"

"Who are you! What are you doing in my room! Let me go!"

With a panicked scream, Shirakawa Miwa tried to struggle, only to find that her limbs were firmly pinned down.

"This is a crime! Let me go! I'm going to grab the police!"

Feeling the increasingly fierce struggle of the delicate body in his arms, the shadow stopped licking and slowly raised its head.

"Miwa... are you sure you want to reject me?"

Their eyes met, and Shirakawa Miwa was taken aback when she saw Ito Koshitomo's face standing before her.

"I-Ito-kun..."

“Ito-kun~ No… there…”

"Please... slow down..."

"want……"

"Ito-kun!!!"

Shirakawa Miwa suddenly woke up, sat up abruptly, and breathed heavily.

Looking around, all was silent.

Only the sheer curtains rustled softly in the evening breeze.

"It's a dream..."

Miwa Shirakawa touched her neck, which was already damp; the sweat had soaked through her light gauze nightgown.

I picked up my phone from the bedside table and turned on the screen.

"3:14"

Feeling sticky and uncomfortable all over, Shirakawa Miwa turned off the screen, put her phone back, and got out of bed.

Inside the bathroom, bright lights reflected off the gleaming floor tiles, making the space exceptionally bright.

Shirakawa Miwa stood gracefully in front of the bathroom mirror. The lovely woman in the mirror crossed her arms, and her two proud breasts collided under the force, their skin as deep as the Mariana Trench, highlighting her voluptuous and graceful figure.

The thin nightgown, damp with sweat, became somewhat transparent, revealing glimpses of alluring beauty.

I touched my neck again, and goosebumps rose on my skin. The licking in my dream seemed to be coming true.

Recalling the vivid sensation of those warm fingertips tracing her skin during that dream, Shirakawa Miwa blushed.

"Why am I having this kind of dream again..."

"How many times has this happened..."

"And why did I never refuse Ito-kun in my dreams..."

"Am I really the kind of infatuated woman who craves forbidden love?..."

After spacing out for a while, Shirakawa Miwa rubbed her plump legs, feeling the smoothness between her thighs, and her pretty face, which had finally cooled down, became hot again.

"Stop thinking about these things!"

Patting her cheeks, Shirakawa Miwa forced herself to calm down. Removing her sweat-soaked nightgown and damp undergarments, she returned to the bedroom.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep. You won't think about it when you're asleep."

Shirakawa Miwa was so eager to force herself to forget her ambiguous relationship with Ito Koshitomo, but clearly, she had not had a peaceful dream for several days in a row.

Chapter 71 The Girl on the Rooftop (Part 2)

"Ring ring ring..."

"get out of class dismissed"

Turning his gaze away from Shirakawa Miwa as she quickly left, Ito Koshichi picked up his own lunchbox, intending to enjoy his lunch as well.

"Ito-kun."

"Hmm? Is there something you need, Haruno-kun?"

Ito Koshito looked at Haruno Ayato, who had turned around, with some confusion. Normally, Haruno Ayato should have gone to have a meal with Haruno Kasumi by now.

"Um, Ito-kun, thank you so much for what happened the day before yesterday!"

Seeing the small number of students in the class, Haruno Ayato stood up and bowed solemnly to Ito Koshitomo.

"It's okay. Haruno-kun, we're friends."

With a wave of his hand, Ito Koshi helped Haruno Ayato up.

"Friend..." he murmured silently, feeling a slight relief from the heartache he felt at having to give Kasumi Haruno to Ito Koshitomo. 'Ito-kun, perhaps he's a good match for Kasumi-nee... but he's a bit of a womanizer.'

"Um... Yuezhi-kun. May I call you that?"

"Of course, then I'll call you Ayato-kun too."

"Yes!" Haruno Ayato nodded vigorously, showing that he valued his friendship with Ito Koshitomo, his first friend at school.

"Well... if there's nothing else, I'll go eat now."

Nodding to Haruno Ayato, Ito Koshitoshi picked up his bento and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Yue Zhi-kun. Can we have dinner together?"

"sure."

Nodding, Ito Koshito sat back down in his chair. Since he was going to eat with Haruno Ayato, he might as well do it in the classroom.

"Let's go then," Ayato Haruno said, holding a bento box.

"Hmm? Aren't you going to eat in the classroom?"

"No, we're going to eat on the rooftop. Kasumi-nee is still waiting for us!"

"Is it with Kasumi?"

Startled, he hadn't expected that Ito Koshino and Haruno Kasumi's relationship had become so good without his knowledge. Taking a deep breath and suppressing the bitterness of being excluded, Haruno Ayato explained.

"You saved us on Saturday, right? Kasumi-nee felt that the thanks she gave that day were too perfunctory, so today she specially prepared a bento for you, Yuezhi-kun, and wanted to give it to you in person."

"I see..." Looking at the bento box on his table, Ito Koshi decided to save it for a late-night snack.

"Let's go then, don't keep Kasumi waiting too long."

Walking down the corridor, most of the students in the teaching building had already left.

As they talked, the two slowly walked towards the rooftop. Although Haruno Ayato was fair-skinned and handsome, looking like a young girl, he was essentially a boy.

He's very interested in topics that guys often talk about, like games, food, and girls. So there's no awkward silence throughout the conversation.

only……

When the topic of girls comes up, Ayato Haruno always steers the conversation toward Kasumi Haruno.

'Could Ayato be a siscon?' Ito Koshitomo's expression was somewhat strange.

…………

Chatting casually along the way, the two arrived at the top of the stairs. By then, the iron gate to the rooftop was already open. It was a mystery where Haruno Kasumi got the key.

Stepping from the slightly dimly lit cubicle towards the main entrance, the view suddenly opens up considerably.

The sea and sky are blue, and sparse white clouds drift lazily by.

A few wisps of unrestrained breeze brought a touch of coolness, lifting the strands of Haruno Kasumi's hair as she smiled and gazed at Ito Koshino and the others under the bright sunlight.

She stood bathed in sunlight, the golden rays seemingly draping her in a soft halo, making her appear as pure as an angel. She swept her short, flowing hair behind her ear, revealing her dark eyes, which sparkled in the sunlight, filled with a gentle smile.

At that moment, Ito Koshito felt as if time had stood still, with only the girl's smile shining in the sunlight, becoming the most beautiful scenery on this empty rooftop.

"Zhijun! Ayato!"

Ito Koshitoshi snapped out of his daze, gazed at Haruno Kasumi's gentle smile, and responded with a smile in return.

"Kasumi."

"Sister Kasumi."

Ayato Haruno was naturally stunned. Although he often saw Kasumi Haruno smile, he had never seen her smile so gentle and full of happiness in front of him.

Simply put, there's a light in her eyes...

In an instant, Ayato Haruno had a thought: perhaps... letting go is the best choice.

Turning his head to look at Ito Koshizumi's sunny and refreshing smile, Haruno Ayato's eyes gradually blurred.

'Kasumi-nee, I will wish you all the best.'

"Shi-kun, Ayato! You've arrived!"

"Ah."

The two walked into the tablecloth that Haruno Kasumi had already laid out, tidied up their things, and then sat down on the floor.

"Zhi-kun, here you go. This is a bento I made. I hope it suits your taste."

With a slightly flushed face, Haruno Kasumi handed the bento to Ito Koshitomo, secretly observing his reaction.

"Thank you, Kasumi."

Opening the bento box revealed only ordinary decorations, not the legendary heart-shaped bento. But that makes sense; given Haruno Kasumi's reserved personality, although she harbors feelings for Ito Koshitomo, she maintains a certain reserve and doesn't easily reveal them.

Although it's just a simple home-cooked meal, it looks very refined, and the enticing aroma wafting in the air suggests it must taste delicious.

Picking up a piece of chicken and taking a bite, Ito Koshino couldn't help but praise the rich, juicy flavor and gave Haruno Kasumi a thumbs up.

"Kasumi, your cooking is really good!"

With an even wider smile, Haruno Kasumi pursed her pink lips, suppressing the surging excitement in her heart, and said reservedly.

"Hmm~ As long as it suits your taste."

"Kasumi, do you cook often?"

"Yes, my parents and Ayato all love my cooking, so I'm usually the one cooking at home."

"No wonder these dishes are so delicious. Kasumi will definitely grow up to be a virtuous wife."