Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

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The bedroom door was gently closed.

Arisu Sato opened her eyes and shifted her gaze to the quilt covering her body.

Burying my cheek in it, the masculine scent in the quilt became a little stronger than before.

You can vaguely see the short hair fallen on the pillow.

Sleeping with each other in the same place they had slept before, my heart beat faster than ever before.

This feeling--

A warm feeling.

The feeling of being enveloped in love.

A feeling that you will never get bored of.

It just makes people feel at ease.

What exactly is it?

Gradually clamp your legs together, and driven by your inner emotions, your right hand slowly extends towards the important parts.

Forget it.

It doesn't matter anymore.

His eyes closed again.

The sound of rain mixed with the girl's subtle moans echoed in the room.

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"I am back."

Nanami Fumito threw the wet umbrella aside, trotted into the room, and placed the medicine he bought on the bedside table.

The quilt covering Arisu was suddenly lifted, and the scene that appeared in front of her made Nanami's eyes freeze.

Arisu opened her eyes, and without any intention of hiding the important parts of her body from Nanami's sight, she simply leaned her face forward.

Lips touching -

Chapter 24: A sudden kiss (If you like it, read it!)

Pupils are constricted.

Their lips were pressed tightly together, and the hot breath kept hitting their cheeks. The real touch clearly showed that everything happening before their eyes was not a dream.

But it is an extremely real reality.

——I was in the reality of being forcefully kissed by Arisu-san.

The kiss that lasted for three seconds gradually came to an end.

Looking at Arisu Sato who was exhausted and collapsed on her chest, Nanami Fumito let out an "eh" sound in disbelief.

I raised my right hand and touched my lips. The warm touch didn't feel fake at all.

"Anyway, let's take care of the medicine first."

Nanami took off her coat to cover the important parts of Arisu's body, and her tightly furrowed brows still showed no signs of relaxing.

not understand.

Why would the other party do that?

Being kissed by Arisu in an almost forced manner without any warning made Nanami Fumito feel extremely unreal.

Is it a dream?

Perhaps - expecting all this to happen is a dream.

Rather than reality.

The omelette rice, which had been left out for half an hour, had already gone cold.

As Tokyo enters the rainy season, the temperature drops at an unexpected rate.

I swallowed the omelette rice in my mouth with difficulty, and the scene I had experienced before came to my mind again.

——The scene where Arisu-san is almost naked.

Why do that.

Why do we have to kiss at that moment?

What exactly is Arisu-san thinking?

Nanami Fumito looked out the window at the rain that showed no sign of stopping.

If all this was a dream, perhaps I wouldn't have such complicated thoughts.

I hope so.

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When consciousness returned to the body, everything in front of me was covered by darkness.

In a room without any light, Arisu Sato subconsciously reached out and touched her chest. The touch of the fabric felt extremely real.

A strong feeling of dizziness came from my brain.

The fragments of memories that flashed through my mind completely replaced my original thoughts.

——The kissing scene with Nanami Fumito.

My eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and I could now see the general outlines of the surroundings that were previously unclear.

Arisu Sato looked at the figure lying on the bed and already asleep.

Have you fallen asleep already?

He gradually raised his right hand, and when it was about to touch the figure, his fingertips subconsciously retracted.

Forget it.

Better wake him up.

After making up his mind, Arisu tentatively poked the figure's furry head with his right hand.

After several consecutive attacks, the figure slowly raised his cheek.

Snapped--

The lamp on the bedside table was turned on.

The faint light made the features in front of me soft shapes.

"Arisu, you finally woke up."

Keeping his seated posture, Nanami Fumito handed over the glass.

[If you touch her breasts now, the chances of her getting angry are zero percent]

...The attitude has changed quite a lot.

"Feel sorry."

Instead of taking the water offered by the other party, Arisu lowered his face, and the tough attitude that had previously appeared in him had completely disappeared.

The strong shock brought by the difference between Arisu-san before and after reminded Nanami of what happened a few hours ago.

"Is it because of that incident?"

Nanami placed the glass on the bedside table.

Although he didn't answer immediately, Arisu's action of lowering his head and keeping silent was enough to prove everything.

"Feel sorry."

Still repeating the same words, as if it was a set program.

Arisu-san is such a boring person.

"I didn't say anything to blame Arisu."

Nanami sat down just a few centimeters away from the other's shoulder.

Out of the corner of my eye I glanced at the face beside me, which looked depressed under the light.

"I'm a little curious as to why Arisu suddenly did that at that time."

Nanami Furuto is not good at hiding his thoughts and achieves his goals through indirect means.

Speaking frankly is a more suitable approach for him.

"I mentioned this to Arisu when we announced our cohabitation. I really hate people who lie, so please tell me your true thoughts instead of hiding them."

Arisu shifted his gaze slightly upwards.

In the dim light, Nanami's face looked exceptionally resolute.

A gaze that cannot be rejected.

"I just suddenly felt like doing it, and I did it without any reason or influence."

"I'm sorry to disturb your normal life. I will leave immediately and will compensate you with Japanese yen for the trouble I caused you later."

Lifting the quilt covering his body, Arisu stood up, picked up the school bag in the living room with his right hand, and then walked towards the entrance.

Nanami Fumito looked at the 20,000 yen placed on the bedside table.

Arisu, who has always been enjoying the care of others, doesn't she take this care for granted?

You have to give something in order to get something in return. Has Arisu-san been surviving with this idea all this time?

I haven't felt any love since my mother passed away, so when I face the care of others, I subconsciously imagine everything as "I should do something instead of just asking for it."

This idea is wrong.

anyway.

No matter what happens next.