He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

Sakura should just listen to me.

Bai Chuan is my boyfriend now, so he must have his reasons for saying that, and it's all for my own good.

It's just that I don't drink beverages, it's nothing.

After the song ended, Shirakawa sang a few lines along.

Aside from Sakura, nobody else cares.

Shirakawa doesn't care either.

“Brother Shirakawa, you really are a bit tone-deaf…” Sakura said the truth.

"I'll sing two of my best songs," Yayoi suddenly requested a few songs, and Sakura handed him the microphone.

Seeing Yayoi singing, several hot girls forced themselves to clap and cheer.

However, Yayoi was singing a lullaby.

The gentle melody, the slow rhythm, and Yayoi's beautiful voice.

Even in the karaoke setting, the three hot girls couldn't resist their sleepiness and gradually drifted off to sleep.

Shirakawa also pretended to yawn, rubbed his eyes, and fiddled with his phone.

All the location information and distress message have been edited; all that's left is to send it with one click.

"Shirakawa-nii, what's wrong? Are you sleepy?" Sakura asked with concern.

"A little, I want to sleep for a while..." After saying that, Shirakawa yawned heavily again.

"Then lie down here and sleep." Sakura patted her slightly fleshy, fair thighs, gesturing for Shirakawa to lie down and sleep there.

Shirakawa was filled with guilt; he was already imagining how angry she would be when he said his boyfriend was a misunderstanding.

But she had to lie down so as not to arouse Yayoi's suspicion.

Shirakawa lay on Sakura's lap, the soft touch and warm, comfortable temperature making him feel at ease. The faint fragrance emanating from Sakura's body lingered around Shirakawa's nose, and the lullaby sung by Yayoi echoed in his ears.

Is this what a lap pillow is?

Oh no, Shirakawa didn't drink the medicine, and his eyes are already drooping.

Wouldn't falling asleep in this situation ruin everything?

Shirakawa forced himself to stay awake despite his exhaustion.

Sakura lowered her head slightly and gently poked Shirakawa's cheek.

Shirakawa squinted, half of his vision blocked by the large, cherry-pink strapless top, only able to see Sakura's bright eyes and yellow hair.

The colorful lights gave the cherry blossoms a hazy, dreamlike beauty.

Yayoi watched silently, her face calm, but her heart was in turmoil.

I was both jealous and excited.

He was jealous that bastard Shirakawa was able to enjoy Sakura's lap pillow; that position should have been his, both sisters should have been his.

The excitement stemmed from the fact that they were just one step away from being able to trick Sakura into taking the little pill, which would transform her into a firearm.

Just thinking about his passionate girlfriend coming and going in front of the unconscious Shirakawa is enough to make me climax.

Shirakawa, Shirakawa, watch me take Sakura away from you like this!

82. A duel between men!

The wolf in front pretends to be asleep and uses the cover to lure the enemy.

Shirakawa pretended to be asleep, waiting for his prey to come to him.

"Hey, Sakura, did I sing the lullaby too well? Why is everyone asleep?" Yayoi asked knowingly, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.

The plan is just one step away from success!

"Ah, I, I don't know." The only normal people in the private room were her and Qiushan, which meant that she was alone with Qiushan, making her feel nervous.

"Um, Sakura, it's best not to give Shirakawa a lap pillow," Yayoi kindly reminded him.

"what happened?"

“If you use a lap pillow, Shirakawa’s head is too high, which is bad for his spine. He might have a neck pain when he wakes up,” Yayoi pointed to the back of her neck and explained with feigned concern.

"Really?" Sakura hesitated a little. All she saw on TV were warm and happy scenes of boys resting their heads on girls' laps.

“Come on, let me help you move him so he’s more comfortable on the sofa.” Yayoi got up and half-pulled, half-dragged Shirakawa to the sofa next to her.

This way, Yayoi can control Sakura at will.

However, Yayoi didn't know if the two sips Shirakawa drank were effective enough, so just to be on the safe side, she patted Shirakawa's cheek lightly to see if he was awake.

There was no movement.

Yayoi tugged at Shirakawa's eyelids again, and Shirakawa rolled his eyes.

He must have been drugged and knocked unconscious.

"Yes, Shirakawa, I will use Sakura properly in front of you," Yayoi whispered in Shirakawa's ear as he lay in a deep sleep.

It felt so good. The pleasure of taking advantage of someone face-to-face made Yayoi even regret putting the drug in. He fantasized about one day tying up a sober Shirakawa and having sex with him in front of him, completely destroying his will.

They finally slipped up.

Shirakawa had been struggling to find evidence that Yayoi was blonde, but now he finally found it.

While Yayoi wasn't looking, Shirakawa subtly tapped the send button on his phone to notify Miike Naeko.

His body and face were relaxed, and he suppressed his inner excitement, wanting to find an opportunity to follow and control Yayoi.

Yayoi returned to her seat, her back to Sakura, picked up the glass of purple grape juice, took out a small red pill from her pocket, and quietly added it in.

"Sakura, you've been singing for so long, are you thirsty? Have a drink of mine to soothe your throat."

"No need, thank you." Sakura waved her hand.

"It's okay, I'll order another drink later."

"No need really."

hiss~

Perhaps Sakura has a boyfriend now, and to avoid suspicion, she doesn't use cups from other men.

With her back to Sakura, Yayoi picked up the cantaloupe juice from one of the hot girls and repeated her trick.

"How about we drink this instead..."

"Thank you, but really, it's not necessary, Akiyama-kun."

"How about I order you a drink now?"

"I'm not thirsty right now... I can order it myself in a bit," Sakura said, declining.

Despite Yayoi's kind words and persuasion for a long time, Sakura simply refused to touch a drop.

He was in a hurry, and his fake smile was about to crumble.

It's like a file download stuck at 99%, just a little bit more, just a little bit more, and you're about to be completely captivated by the cherry blossoms.

The entire audience was captivated, and Sakura was left isolated and helpless. This was a perfect opportunity, and once it was gone, it would be gone forever.

His excessive urgency caused Yayoi's expression to "break down" a bit. He clutched the cantaloupe juice tightly in his hand and slowly approached Sakura.

"Brother Akiyama, what... what are you going to do?" Sakura was a little scared as she saw Brother Akiyama like this for the first time. She slowly moved back until her back was firmly against the back of the chair.

Yayoi was so desperate that she had only one thought in mind: to force the juice into Sakura's mouth.

Even if she remembers that I forced her after she recovers, it doesn't matter. I can just use nude photos and videos to blackmail her then.

He just wants to have sex with this innocent, hot, bitch right now.

At this critical moment.

Yayoi's shoulder was suddenly pulled hard, causing her to lose her balance and fall backward, her chest hitting the table.

what happened? what happened?

who is it?

He felt the person behind him press his head down hard with one hand, lock his other arm with the other, and press his knee down on his lower back. Yayoi was lying on the low table, and the weight of the person behind him pressed down on him, making him unable to move.

Yayoi turned her head sharply and found that the person behind her was Shirakawa.

Impossible! How could this be? I clearly charmed him just now! Could it be that he was faking it?

How could he know there were drugs in the juice? That's impossible.

Yayoi had been secretly plotting against Shirakawa all along, without making any overstepping moves on the surface, and her disguise had been almost flawless. How did she slip up this time?

Yayoi stared in disbelief as his unrestrained hands and legs thrashed and struggled, spilling the juice on the table.

The noise was drowned out by the singing, and the people outside didn't hear what was happening inside the private room.

"Sakura, go wait at the entrance. I've already called the police. Go to the entrance and lead the police there."

"Huh, huh?" Sakura was completely bewildered by the sudden turn of events. Why were Shirakawa and Akiyama fighting? And why did they call the police?