I really don't want to be reborn.

His fingers traced the black waterfall upstream, gently stroking her ear: "Why don't you just do it yourselves, or do you lack confidence?"

"Hmph, Eriri and I both think we should ask Kousaka, who knows a little bit about everything, about this matter."

Amused by her "humph," Kyosuke gently hugged her from behind: "Winter Comic is nothing. What I wanted to say is that I'll be going to the animation company early next year, so I'll be a little busy."

"You want to stay in Tokyo?"

"almost."

Kasumigaoka hummed in agreement: "It's not that I can't understand my boyfriend, but emotionally I just can't accept this."

"I can't accept not seeing you every day, and I can't accept that the number of origami cranes doesn't match the calendar, so I have a suggestion—"

Kasumigaoka Utaha grabbed his hand that was stroking her ear: "You've said so much, laid so much groundwork, all for this proposal, right? You cunning man."

She needs to consider this suggestion.

"The house renovation is going faster than I expected, so... come to Tokyo with me next year, January will be just right, the renovation should be almost finished by then, right?"

"The most crucial issue is schooling. Your father seems to be able to easily get you excused from school, but I can't. Your mother won't agree."

It was already the limit to allow them to date in high school. If Kasumigaoka's mother knew that her precious daughter was skipping school and instead living with her boyfriend in Tokyo, it would be strange if she didn't come to the Kousaka family with a knife in hand.

"Then let's not worry about it. We'll see when the time comes. If it really doesn't work out, I don't necessarily have to work there. Anyway, I'll have plenty of time to make money when I'm in college, so there's no need to worry."

"To say such unambitious things, rationally speaking, I think it's unacceptable for you to be obsessed with love; it's the kind of thing that shows a lack of ambition."

The famous romance light novel author, Shizuko Kasumi, has a profound understanding of love theories, but when she's actually in love, she often speaks without thinking and unintentionally says hurtful things.

A sharp tongue from someone deeply in love is like a foolish bucket of cold water that can extinguish a flame.

Fortunately, Kyosuke Kosaka accepted everything about her, letting go of her and allowing her to stand up on her own, his smile unchanged: "That's true rationally, but what about emotionally...?"

"It's just..."

How are things going emotionally?

The girl, who seemed quite flirtatious, now turned around and sat on the table.

The paper and pen were swept aside, her feet were placed on the chair, and her legs, clad in stockings resembling silk stockings, were elegantly crossed, yet her elegance could not conceal her shyness.

"Kousaka-kun, I'm shy."

She was indeed very shy, keeping her hands on the table for balance. One wrong step and she would fall in love—no, she already had. Her current shyness and reserve were an effort to prevent herself from slipping and falling into the bottomless sea of ​​love.

"I know you're shy, and I'm actually very shy too."

Standing in front of her, Kyosuke opened a book next to the girl: "The Little Prince, I remember there was a sentence in it."

She bit her lip: "What?"

"If a person is particularly fond of a flower, and that flower is unique in the vast starry sky, then he can be content simply by gazing at the twinkling stars."

"Yes, that's true."

"But right now I'm very dissatisfied; I'm both hungry and thirsty."

As he approached, she lowered her head shyly, then boldly raised her face: "Are you hungry? Let's go eat?"

"I don't want to eat. I want to taste flower petals, or rather, taste the stars."

Kyosuke Kosaka lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling on her lips.

Haven't you been wearing lipstick lately?

"Ah."

Not wearing lipstick is a hint that you can kiss.

A smile as sweet as wine appeared in Kasumigaoka's eyes: "Lipstick, actually, doesn't taste good."

Her boyfriend didn't care.

They leaned down to kiss.

Boys in the throes of new love are like cats seeing crabs.

Forget about lipstick, he'd eat mud if you smeared on him.

Kissing and hugging happened simultaneously; holding her was like holding the entire sky, and kissing her was like tasting the stars.

Kyosuke suddenly stepped back, his eyes full of mockery.

"you……"

"Don't worry, I'll close the curtains."

He drew the curtains, blocking the view from the sky. There was only the light in the room, and under the light, a girl glared at him with a hint of anger, her lips pressed together.

He didn't give her a chance to get angry, cupping the girl's smooth cheeks in his hands: "Let's continue..."

Just as he was about to lower his head and kiss her cool, minty lips, Kyosuke suddenly stopped and looked up at the door.

He looked at the female student council member who had somehow entered and was now staring in disbelief: "Could you please turn off the light and close the door behind you? Thank you."

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If you're complaining about your sister, could you please stop posting these comments? I find them annoying too.

Chapter Four: Early Stages of Romantic Relationships

The lights are off.

The door was also pulled shut from the outside.

The room became dark and secluded for the time being, not allowing anyone to see it. Apart from a blushing female student council member eavesdropping outside the door, there were only the two of them in this small space.

It was dim; the light coming through the gaps in the curtains was weak, and the winter sun had already sunk below the horizon.

The two lovers, deeply in love and kissing, were unaware of how quickly time was passing; they were experiencing and learning how to kiss.

Neither of them is familiar with each other's skills and they need to learn from each other.

Kasumigaoka Utaha usually seems like a seasoned pro, with witty and unique dirty jokes that can bring Eriri to orgasm, but in reality, she is surprisingly innocent.

And what about Kyosuke Kousaka...?

He bought a book on the subject, but the knowledge in the book is just knowledge; to turn it into experience that he can boast about, he still needs to put it into practice.

As the saying goes, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.

Let's test it out...

Kasumigaoka Utaha hugged his neck, closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Suddenly, all the sensation on her lips and tongue disappeared. When she opened her eyes, she found her boyfriend staring at her and taking a deep breath.

Her eyes were unfocused and hazy, and the sense of loss she felt instantly spread throughout her body; she was in great distress.

—When kissing a girl, always be the one to end the kiss first.

Recalling this knowledge in his mind, Kyosuke Kousaka stared at Utaha Kasumigaoka's lips, took a few deep breaths, and calmed his rapidly beating heart.

The sound of their panting filled the room.

He still held her soft waist, not too far away, their body heat still connected, their faces very close, even their breaths were intertwined.

She snapped out of her daze, panting heavily.

"Boyfriend, is it already too late? Your lung capacity should be more than this, right?"

He didn't speak.

He waited for his girl to kiss him, and after five minutes of silence, Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't take it anymore. She suddenly tightened her grip on his neck, and the battle of kisses resumed.

Five minutes later, the wicked Kousaka released her again.

This time there was no silence. He treated her as the most precious gift of his life, savoring her slowly. First, his gaze lingered on her forehead, then across her dark eyebrows, and finally brushed against the tip of her nose.

Then came her flushed cheeks.

From the beginning of spring, he wanted to kiss her eyebrows and bite her rosy cheeks, like a little insect wanting to eat an apple.

This method is indeed effective.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was dizzy from the kisses. Her half-open eyes held not only a simple sense of bewilderment and confusion, but also a desire that she hadn't really paid much attention to.

She closed her eyes, waiting for his lips to meet hers, but...

But that bastard...

He kissed the corner of his mouth and gently nibbled on his chin.

He just won't kiss me, I feel so incredibly empty!

"Little Poem..."

A similarly ethereal sound emanated from the man's throat.

He bit her ear, his embrace tightening until the distance between them completely disappeared.

But he just wouldn't kiss her lips.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's arms around his neck gradually lost their strength.

Kosaka suddenly met her gaze; their eyes were only a few centimeters apart, and even in the dim light, they could see each other's eyes.

This feeling is like the first kiss a couple uses to test each other.

With her gaze fixed on him, their eyes locked in a tug-of-war, the girl slowly completed the final few centimeters, as if desire had overcome her reserve, as if she were the one who was truly thirsty.

Kasumigaoka Utaha felt a little regretful in her daze.

Kissing is actually the same as confessing your feelings.

It's best not to speak first!

Not only did they lose in terms of momentum, but they also became addicted to the idea of ​​"taking the initiative."

She knew that girls shared this kind of experience, but why was Kosaka so skilled at it?!

Kiss for a while, then stop.

Before they knew it, Kyosuke Kousaka was sitting in a chair, while Utaha Kasumigaoka climbed down from the table and straddled his lap. The lovers in the throes of passion truly wished they could merge into one.

His hands were stroking the girl's back, not going anywhere else.

This is already the limit. If I touch her any more randomly, I'll make her hot, and if she gets hot, she'll want to take off her clothes, which is something more intimate.