In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

"Yoshikage Kira, I can't bend over right now, could you help me put it on?"

Yoshikage Kira did not refuse and took the stockings, gently putting them on the girl's fair and delicate feet.

Inevitably, he touched the girl's fair skin during the process, and the touch was just as he had expected—soft, smooth, and irresistible. Even other women would probably be unable to resist carefully handling this exquisite work of art.

But Yoshikage Kira was simply doing his job diligently, helping the girl put on her black stockings, nothing more.

Under the girl's resentful gaze, Kira Yoshikage released her black-stockinged feet, straightened up, and asked:

"Okay, would you like to get off and walk around?"

Kitagawa Kaimu remained resentful. She had already taken such a proactive step, so why was she still so clueless?

Is your heart made of wood?

With mixed feelings, the girl got up from the bed, her fair feet wrapped in black stockings lightly touching the floor, and she twirled around gracefully, lifting her skirt.

Although her heart was made of wood, her craftsmanship was truly impeccable; she even felt as if she had become the real Shizuku.

"Hey, Kira-kun."

The girl parted her pearly teeth slightly, her purple eyes, adorned with colored contacts, shimmering with a watery luster. "Do I look like ☆Angry right now?"

Kira Yoshikage looked at the girl's attire, recalling Shizuku Kuroe's appearance in the game, and finally his gaze fell on the girl's hands as she lifted her skirt, and he sincerely praised her:

"They're exactly the same."

Kira Yoshikage's sincere praise filled the girl with immense joy, and she lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed.

As her gaze moved downwards, the girl's eyes seemed to fall on the slightly bulging lower house. Even through her pants, she could feel Kira-kun's lower house seemingly roaring in anger.

Kitagawa Kaimu, who was no longer a child, could certainly understand what this phenomenon meant, and he was secretly delighted.

What? She really is very charming!

Kira-kun's heart isn't entirely made of wood.

The secretly delighted girl looked up and met Kira Yoshikage's eyes.

When their eyes met, Yoshikage Kira looked away first, his gaze returning to her hand once more.

As if missing even a glance would be a sin, his resolve remained unwavering.

Kitagawa Kaimu bit her lip, a strong sense of defeat welling up inside her. While she was undeniably charming, it seemed the only thing that could attract Kira-kun was her hands!

According to the legends of a certain neighboring country, humans were created by the goddess Nuwa from clay.

In the process of creating humans from clay, some people are sculpted with perfect feet, some with perfect faces, and some with perfect bodies. These perfect features will always unconsciously attract the attention of others.

As for Kira-kun, it's likely that when Nuwa created him, she first made his heart. Therefore, the only thing Kira-kun remembers is Nuwa's hands!

That's right.

Kitagawa Kaimu was now convinced that Kira-kun's heart might not be made of wood, but it was definitely sculpted by hand!

Otherwise, why would they like hands so much?

Despite feeling frustrated, Kitagawa Kaimu refused to give up easily.

You only like hands, huh? That's a really perverted fetish.

The girl whispered to herself, "She's beautiful all over, from her face and feet to her curvaceous figure. Why only look at her hands?"

She must correct Yoshikage Kira's distorted aesthetic sense!

"Kira-kun~"

The girl's voice was soft and charming, and even her breaths made soft moaning sounds.

She deftly tiptoed and offered her hands to Yoshikage Kira.

"Hey, here's the agreed-upon reward~ Kira-kun, what do you want to do with these hands?"

The girl's warm breath brushed against his face, and her fair little hands seemed to gleam with a dazzling light, making Kira Yoshikage unable to resist.

He glanced at the time; there was still a long time before he had to go to work.

and so……

Kira Yoshikage asked very sincerely:

"Can I lick it?"

He had promised Kitagawa Kaimu that he wouldn't do anything lewd. So he needed to ask for her opinion before doing anything.

"You can do whatever you want..."

The girl nodded, suppressing her shyness, and even subtly crossed her inner boundaries.

Actually, it's not impossible to do H-related things, as long as it's not just about using your hands.

"So……"

Kira Yoshikage felt a surge of emotion and gently took the girl's delicate, white hand, as smooth as a work of art, and pressed it against his face.

"what!"

Kira Yoshikage squinted his eyes in enjoyment, feeling the warmth of her small hand against his cheek—it was so soothing!

If I could have such a pair of hands to accompany me for the rest of my life, I would be willing to live in a mansion and drive a luxury car!

As long as he doesn't go out, isn't that the peaceful life he's always dreamed of?

You don't have to do anything, you don't have to think about anything.

No need for social interaction, no need to care about the monsters and demons of this world, just enjoy the gentle embrace brought by these little hands.

Kitagawa Kaimu whispered:

"Kira-kun, can we change positions? My hands are getting a little sore..."

"Feel sorry."

Kira Yoshikage's expression changed slightly. He lovingly lowered the girl's delicate hand and gently rubbed it in his palm.

Yoshikage Kira asked with concern:

Will this make you feel better?

Despite his incredibly gentle voice, he received no response from the girl, only a resentful look from her.

Kira-kun has never been so gentle with her before, so why is he being so gentle now?

Ah, it's because of my hands!

That's all right... Yeah, right!

These hands are clearly hers! Why does Kira act as if she and the 'hands' are two different people? No, perhaps in Kira's eyes, she is merely the vessel for the 'hands'?

Just like in the eyes of those oppai aliens, people are just vessels for oppai!

I don't want that kind of thing!

She wanted Kira-kun to like her as a person, not just to like her hands!

However, Yoshikage Kira was unaware of what she was thinking; he was simply enjoying the reward he deserved.

For example, kissing.

Kira Yoshikage licked the back of the girl's hand. Although it looked beautiful and smelled wonderful, it only tasted slightly salty.

It's the smell of sweat that comes from when you're just getting dressed, because you're too shy and your temperature rises. But even if it's sweat, it's still part of your hands, and it's a great pleasure in itself.

But if it's just the smell of sweat, it's a bit too monotonous.

As Yoshikage Kira thought about it, the girl's small hand reached for the refrigerator, opened it, and took out a carton of yogurt.

Next, he poured the cold yogurt onto the back of the girl's hand and gently licked it with his tongue.

"Ah! He really is a pervert!"

Kitagawa Kaimu increasingly felt that Kira Yoshikage was beyond saving, and her eyes grew more and more resentful as she complained softly, "Kira-kun, it's cold. If this continues, your hands will freeze, won't they?"

"Feel sorry."

Yoshikage Kira sincerely apologized, and to express his remorse, he put the girl's finger in his mouth and licked it.

Yoshikage Kira asked softly:

Will this make it warmer?

"As expected, I was just a mouthpiece for 'the hand'!"

Kitagawa Kaimu was on the verge of tears; this was not the sweet romance she wanted at all!

No!

This can't go on any longer. At the very least, we need to take the initiative.

Kitagawa Kaimu forcefully freed the other hand that Kira Yoshikage had not been holding, and Kira Yoshikage, worried about hurting this hand, did not stop her, but was somewhat puzzled.

Did he do something wrong?

Before he could figure out what he had done wrong, the girl had already reached her hands towards Kira Yoshikage's lower house and forcibly inserted them into the gap of his pants.

But before he could gain control of the lower house, Yoshikage Kira gently grasped the girl's pale wrist and shook his head slightly at her:

"You don't need to do that. I promised you."

"What did you promise me?"

Kitagawa Kaimu tilted her little face up and asked in return.

"You said it can't be done..."

"I didn't hear you!"

"H's..."

"I don't remember!"

"matter."

"First I didn't hear it, actually I don't remember, and then I forgot!"

Therefore, it does not exist!

The girl interrupted Yoshikage Kira's words in a nonsensical manner, snorted, and once again broke free from Yoshikage Kira's restraints.