64: Just Very Much Liking

[Utaha wrapped her arms around your neck, her voice trembling with worry and shyness, asking you to stay the night.]

[Your responses are:]

[1. "No way, you can't just take advantage of me."]

[2. "Okay, where should I sleep tonight?"]

[3. "If you let me play with your feet, I might consider it."]

Chisato didn't choose to refuse or immediately agree. Instead, he deliberately chose the third option with excessive demands.

By now, he roughly understood the hidden mechanisms behind this simulation. It seemed that the female leads retained memories from previous simulations.

His dissatisfaction with the simulation increased, but he couldn't help but be captivated by the unfolding storyline.

It was so well done that, despite knowing the pitfalls, he couldn't refuse and willingly jumped in.

So, instead of overthinking, he decided to choose the most interesting option. Utaha, who had feelings for him, would definitely not refuse.

[Time resumed in the first-person view.]

Chisato looked at Utaha's tearful eyes and gently pried her arms from around his neck.

He deliberately kept a neutral expression, deepening her emotions, then softly said, "Staying is fine, if you let me play with your feet."

Hearing this, Utaha's previously downcast mood instantly lifted, and she was overcome with happiness.

"You little brat!"

Her tear-filled eyes looked away, and she quietly said, "If it's just feet, it's okay."

"Who said just feet? I also mentioned legs, including the skin on your calves and thighs, which need to be thoroughly checked."

"You didn't say that before."

"If you're unwilling, I'll just leave."

"Wait…"

Utaha, holding back her shyness, curled her toes tightly covered by black stockings.

"I understand, but I need to take a shower first."

"Can't it be now?"

"No!"

This was the only point Utaha would not compromise on.

Chisato had to follow her wishes and let her take a shower.

The seemingly weak girl who claimed she couldn't move without being carried quickly got up and grabbed fresh clothes after receiving Chisato's assurance of staying the night.

The sound of her walking barefoot on the floor was full of energy.

Forty minutes later, Utaha returned to her room.

Chisato moved from the desk to the bedside and patted the spot next to him.

Utaha shyly looked away and instead went to her wardrobe to get a set of pajamas and a clean towel.

"You should shower first."

"But I'm not the one who will get their legs played with, so it's not necessary."

Chisato wasn't very willing, looking at Utaha's smooth, appealing legs beneath her nightgown, eager to feel them.

"No, it must be after the shower."

Utaha noticed him looking at her legs, and though her legs remained together, she insisted, "After you've showered, I won't ask for anything else."

"I don't have a habit of wearing someone else's clothes."

"These pajamas are new and match mine. I washed them myself, so no one else has worn them."

"Oh—okay."

Chisato didn't ask the tactless question of why she bought matching pajamas, but instead, focused on the pink towel.

Utaha bit her lip. "The towel is indeed mine. I'll get you a new one."

"No need. If it's just used by you, I don't mind."

Chisato took the pajamas and towel from her, and before leaving, asked her to lie down on the bed and position her legs appropriately.

After he left, Utaha set her phone and Chisato's phone to silent mode.

Then, she turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a dim nightlight by the bed.

When Suzumiya Chisato returned, he saw Utaha lying on the bed, her nightgown raised to mid-thigh, obediently waiting.

He didn't hesitate and immediately went over, first playing with her soft feet for over twenty minutes.

When his attention shifted from her feet to her calves, the room's temperature rose, and she breathlessly said,

"Chisato…"

"Yes?"

"Can we stop pretending to be a couple?"

Chisato feigned confusion.

"Don't you need me to help you get rid of the stalker?"

"No… I mean, let's stop pretending and actually be together."

[Everything around seemed to pause, and options appeared.]

[1. "Sure."]

[2. "I like Eriri."]

[3. "Let me see how much you like me first, then I'll decide."]

Chisato chose the third option.

[Things started moving again.]

He stopped stroking her and looked at Utaha, who had covered her face with a pillow. After a moment, he lay down next to her.

Gently removing the pillow from her face, he softly asked, "Do you like me?"

"…"

"Did you make up the stalker story to get me to stay tonight because you like me?"

"!"

"Are you enduring the embarrassment to let me touch your feet and legs because you like me?"

"Mmm—"

"You're so cute, wanting to be with me. It's not impossible. Show me your determination, and if I'm satisfied, being with you isn't out of the question."

"…Really… is it okay?"

"Yes."

"If you see my determination, can we officially be together?"

"Of course. I like you too. If it were someone else, I definitely wouldn't be their bodyguard."

"Well… I understand."

[In the dim room, you could smell the rich fragrance from Utaha, heightened by her emotions.]

[This natural scent led you, usually quite restrained, to act impulsively.]

[That night, you and Utaha crossed that line together.]

[It felt like floating on soft clouds, far more comfortable than you could have imagined.]

[Utaha eventually fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.]

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