Tokyo: Oreimo

The girl's chest heaved violently, and her lips were slightly swollen.

"Bastard... bastard..."

His voice was trembling uncontrollably.

The guy's fingers were still stuck in her hair, but the pressure had loosened, and her breathing had returned to normal.

Ling Nai used almost all her strength to break free from Liang Jie's embrace, and this time he didn't pull her back.

After losing the warmth of his embrace, he groped on the sheets, then grabbed the pillow beside him and pulled it into his arms contentedly.

Ling Nai stood by the bed, her legs feeling as weak as if she were walking on cotton.

She covered her mouth, her hand pressed against her burning lips, her eyes glistening wetly in the darkness, her long golden hair disheveled over her shoulders, and the hood of her Buffet pajamas askew.

I was kissed.

He mistook her for a giantess and kissed her.

That was my first kiss, right? I lost it completely.

My mind went completely blank.

She couldn't remember why she came to his room tonight, couldn't remember how many times Mayuri had died, and couldn't remember anything about the game.

She mechanically turned around, barefoot, and walked step by step toward the door.

As he reached the door, his knee slammed against the doorframe with a dull thud.

She froze, turning back to look at Ryosuke on the bed.

He did not wake up.

Ling Nai opened the door, slipped out, and then closed the door very quietly.

The moment the latch clicked back into place, she slid down the door panel with her back against it and squatted on the hallway floor.

My heart was pounding like a drum.

I went back to my room and closed the door.

Ling Nai buried her face in the blankets and pillow.

She turned over, staring at the ceiling, her heart still racing.

I suddenly remembered the line that Touma Kazusa cried out after being forcibly kissed by Kitahara Haruki in "White Album 2".

"This guy... he's really skilled. He must have done this many times with the Giantess..."

".....asshole."

She muttered a curse under her breath, then pulled the blanket over her head and curled up into a ball.

Chapter 214 I Won't Let You Go (Two chapters combined, bonus chapter for monthly votes included in 4700 words)

Early the next morning.

Ryosuke was woken up by his alarm clock.

At 7 o'clock sharp, my phone buzzed and vibrated on the bedside table, and the screen lit up with a glaring white light.

He rolled over, reached for his phone, turned off the alarm, and stared at the ceiling for almost half a minute.

I had a dream last night.

I don't remember the specifics very clearly, but I was holding something very warm in my arms, and the touch felt so real that it didn't seem like a dream.

Have you been too tired lately?

I've been writing scripts and rushing to finish the NAME list lately, so my sleep quality hasn't been great.

He sat up, rubbed the back of his neck, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the bed sheet.

Near the pillow, there was a long golden hair.

Ryosuke paused for a moment.

He picked up the strand of hair and looked at it in the morning light filtering through the gap in the curtains.

Ling Nai's hair.

Ryosuke was silent for a few seconds, then put the hair on the bedside table and got up to wash up.

It probably fell out yesterday evening when that guy was making a ruckus in her room. He was pinned down on the floor, biting and punching her, so it's normal for a few strands of hair to get stuck in it.

He didn't think about it anymore.

When I changed my clothes and went downstairs, Mieko was frying eggs in the kitchen. The aroma of miso soup wafted over from the stove, mixed with the salty and savory smell of grilled fish.

Takashiro Isao was already sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, with a steaming cup of black coffee in front of him.

"Good morning, Father."

"Oh, Ryosuke, good morning."

Takashiro Isamu looked up from behind the newspaper, nodded at him, and then looked down again to continue reading the news.

Ryosuke sat down at the table and picked up his chopsticks.

He had just picked up a piece of tamagoyaki when he heard footsteps coming from the other side of the stairs.

The footsteps were slow and hesitant.

Ryosuke turned his head to look.

Ling Nai appeared at the restaurant entrance.

She was wearing her school uniform, and her long golden hair was not tied in a ponytail today, but was loose on her shoulders with the ends slightly curled up, as if she had combed it in a hurry. There were obvious dark circles under her eyes.

Judging from his condition, this guy probably played games until almost all night again last night.

Based on this calculation, the progress should have reached the stage where we need to revert to D-mail. Has it not yet reached the path of Urushihara Ruka?

Ryosuke made his judgment.

If he successfully enters Ruka's route, his younger sister will definitely be furious, for example, looking at him with a murderous gaze.

"morning."

Ryosuke tentatively greeted him.

If the reaction is too strong, it's best to leave early, otherwise you might get violently chased on your way to school.

But to his great surprise, it seemed that he had been overthinking things.

The girl in front of him did not show any 'fierce' expression. Instead, she seemed to have done something wrong and was too guilty to look at him.

".....morning."

The response was so faint it was like a mosquito's buzz.

The girl walked to the dining table with her head down and sat down in the seat opposite her.

Ryosuke noticed that her hand holding the chopsticks was trembling slightly.

"Ling Nai, you look terrible. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Mieko came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of pickled vegetables. When she saw her daughter's face, her brows immediately furrowed.

"It's nothing, I just went to bed a little late."

Ling buried her face in her rice bowl, her voice muffled.

"You little rascal, you stayed up all night again, didn't you?"

Mieko sighed and reached out to touch Ryounai's forehead.

"Thankfully you don't have a fever, but you really don't look well. Should we take the day off to rest?"

"Need not."

Ling Nai shook her head slightly, her golden hair swaying with the movement.

"I'm fine, I just... had a nightmare."

"Nightmare? What kind of nightmare?"

Mieko asked another question.

"...I don't remember."

Ling Nai lifted her face from the bowl, picked up a piece of tamagoyaki and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing it forcefully twice.

"Anyway, I don't remember anything, I just remember it was terrifying."

When she lies, a faint red tinge appears around the edge of her earlobe.

Ryosuke looked up at her.

This guy seems a bit strange today. He's not usually very talkative during breakfast, but he's never this silent, and he doesn't even look at me.

Is it because you're embarrassed about biting his shoulder yesterday?

Given his personality, it's not impossible. He's incredibly fierce with his words, but if he actually does something outrageous, he'll be awkward for quite a while afterward.

Breakfast ended in a subtle silence.

Ling Nai ate exceptionally fast today, almost wolfing down the rice in her bowl before slamming down her chopsticks.

"I'm finished eating, I'm heading out now."

"Huh? Aren't you going with Ryosuke?"

Mieko was somewhat surprised.

"I made plans with Ruri today, so I'm leaving now."

Upon hearing Mihoko's words, Ling Nai felt a sudden pang of panic. She made up a lie on the spot, grabbed her schoolbag from the entryway, and hurried out the door.

Ryosuke watched her retreating figure.

This guy didn't even straighten the folds in his school uniform skirt.

He opened his mouth, wanting to remind her, but Ling Nai had already opened the front door and rushed out.

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