Tokyo, love before they become female ghosts

Chapter 96 The Promise About Sleeping

Amidst the sound of running water, Mako, having washed the dishes and chopsticks clean, walked back to the living room from the kitchen.

I took an ice cream from the refrigerator, tore it open, popped it into my mouth, and sat down in front of the kotatsu.

Looking down at the silver sports vest she was wearing, Mako had never worn one before; she always bought a fixed size and wrapped herself up tightly.

It's not very comfortable, but it's cheap and durable.

Takuya Hase walked out of the living room and looked at Mako, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the kotatsu, her thighs tightly wrapped in athletic shorts, revealing her curvaceous figure.

Some people like thin women, some like fat women, but Takuya Hase likes Mako who is just right.

Sitting there like a scene from a movie, Hase Takuya couldn't help but like it.

The teachers in the film have beauty filters, but the handsome tomboy doesn't.

So natural, yet so erotic.

Her bronze skin did not conceal her slender figure; on the contrary, it added a very special charm to her.

If handsome tomboys started drawing themselves based on their own physiques like those H-manga artists, their sales would definitely be excellent.

He sat down next to her, and his hand unconsciously fell down to touch her.

Mako noticed his movement and stretched out her right leg in front of him.

"I feel like you like legs more than my breasts."

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"Um.

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"Leg fetish?"

"No, it's just that touching breasts would make me look like a scoundrel."

Upon hearing this, Mako seemed to be deep in thought. She spread his legs, who were sitting cross-legged, got up, and sat in his lap with her back to him.

He stretched out his long, slender legs facing the living room and leaned against it like a chair.

"Takuya."

"Um?

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"It seems I learned jealousy first."

"Um...

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"I really am strange."

"...Don't say that."

With his hand wrapped around her waist, feeling his fingers tracing across her abs, Mako let out a soft, comfortable breath.

"My mother never taught me what I like."

"My dad doesn't treat me like a human being."

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I'm a little worried.

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"What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that I won't understand what liking someone means."

As she spoke calmly, Mako shifted her body slightly, trying to appear as petite as possible as she nestled into his arms.

She took a bite of the ice cream and then casually raised it to his lips.

As the sweet taste blossomed in Hase Takuya's mouth, Mako continued to speak calmly.

"I checked the information, and according to it, I should like you."

"But some things don't match up, like when you touch me I blush."

"I don't feel that way. I just feel comfortable, but I'm not ashamed."

"For example, I don't experience an increased heart rate."

"I have a problem."

"Don't..."

"listen to me."

Takuya Hase shut his mouth, and Mako took his hand and placed it over her chest, letting him feel her heartbeat.

"Mom probably doesn't like Dad."

As she spoke softly, Mako's eyes drifted into memories.

"In my memory, my mother and father were more like boss and employee."

"Dad gives the money, Mom does the work."

"This applies to cooking, to life, and to conducting experiments."

"At first, Mom was just not talkative."

"Until one day, Mom stopped talking altogether."

"It seems the experiment failed, and he came back and hit his mother."

"My mother was bleeding a lot, and when I went to help her, I was also beaten."

"Then he flew onto the wall, went outside, and never came back."

In her calm tone, Mako's voice suddenly became somewhat sad.

When I was little, I thought my mother was just injured.

"Until I grew up, until junior high school, my teacher taught me what 'doing sex' and 'getting pregnant' meant."

"I just found out that my mother had a miscarriage..."

After saying this, Mako fell into a long silence.

He gripped Hase Takuya's hand tightly and squeezed himself into Hase Takuya's arms.

"It only dawned on me later that during that time, my mother was kneeling on the ground, tightly clutching that smelly black plastic bag in her arms..."

"It contains my younger brother, or maybe my younger sister..."

Listening to Mako's intermittent, dejected account, Takuya Hase felt a deep pang of heartache.

The two girls in the family both experienced unimaginable pain during their childhood.

Takuya Hase could offer no words of comfort regarding her plight.

Because any words seem so pale and powerless at this moment.

He could only hold her tightly, letting her feel his presence.

Let her know that she is not alone now.

Mako sensed his emotions and leaned back, resting her head on his shoulder.

A certain longing appeared in her calm eyes, and Hase Takuya responded to her desire.

Mako used to not understand why the male and female protagonists in movies and comics would kiss each other so often.

At that moment, she understood something.

This action allows each other to better understand and connect with the other person.

A few minutes later, Mako gently pushed Takuya's head away.

It's not that it's enough, but that I've come up with other ideas.

Turning to face Takuya, Mako straddled his lap, facing him directly.

Having experienced the kitchen, plus the power of telekinesis.

Mako easily helped him escape from his cage, and also freed herself from her own constraints.

Once they were close together, Mako cupped his head and kissed him again.

"Takuya."

"I am here."

Let's make a promise.

"you say."

"Two months later, whether I understood what 'liking' really meant or not, you slept with me."

Takuya Hase was taken aback by what he said. Mako looked down at him and saw herself reflected in his pupils.

Looking at myself with an expression that was both patient and at ease.

"I have personality problems, but I'm not stupid."

"real."

As if to convince him, Mako added another sentence solemnly.

"Moreover, my body is smarter than I am."

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"She craves you."

"I find it a bit too much trouble."

"If, um."

"If I really can't learn it, then I won't learn it."

"It's like studying; it's not that I can't learn, it's just that other things make me not want to learn."

Despite speaking softly, Mako's movements never stopped.

"But I believe I can learn to like things."

"But I don't want to wait too long."

"I don't have much patience."

"So...heh..."

After exhaling a fragrant breath, Mako gently cupped Hase Takuya's head and kissed him deeply.

"Just two months. After two months, no matter what, you'll have slept with me..."

Hearing her gentle voice, Hase Takuya calmed his racing heart and hugged the handsome tomboy tightly in his arms.

"it is good."

At the entrance to the living room, Little Black, who was lying on the floor enjoying the morning sun, wagged its tail and tilted its head, looking at the two people who were squatting and lying down, tilting its head in confusion.

I have a feeling that the owner has carelessly lost something.

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