10 Okino Siblings

"Hu~?, Hu~?"

The gentle wind outside the house followed the half-closed window and dissipated the heat in the room but failed to remove the blush from the girl's delicate face.

Looking at the girl lying on the sofa with disheveled clothes and cherry blossom-colored hair sticking to her sweat-covered face, appearing exceptionally charming.

Sasaki sat by her waist, looked into those eyes that were full of hazy moisture but obviously lifeless, and asked with a slight smile.

"Did I use too much strength just now? Did it hurt you?"

Without waiting for an answer.

The boy stretched out his fingers, gently smoothed the hair sticking to her face, and re-buttoned the undone buttons of her shirt.

Then looking at Otome who had returned to her original state but was still unresponsive, her stretched out his hands, hands along her slender, soft waist to her back, and firmly helped her to sit up, leaning against his shoulder.

After this series of actions, Sakuragi Otome, who had gradually woke up from her stupor, looked at her body that was at his mercy, and thought of his series of teasing actions just now, she couldn't suppress the shame in her heart, and stretched out her hand to pinch his arm.

Although the movements seemed to be venting complaints, the effort used was very small.

The gentle force, more like a cat kneading, seemed less like a complaint and more like coquettish little girl.

Seeing her posture and movements, as if she was trying to resist but was still welcoming, Sasaki Fuyumi's brain that had just cooled down felt the urge to start burning again.

But time didn't allow him to continue his mischief.

It was okay for him to be late, but it wouldn't do for Otome, an honor student, to be late.

As he was thinking this, the crisp sound of the doorbell rang at the entrance.

Ding-dong~

After the sound, there was a sound of banging on the door.

Bang~ bang bang~

Hearing the noise, which sounded like demolition, Sasaki looked at the girl in his arms who seemed to have thought of something.

"Kazuki and Rinka are still waiting for us?"

"Yes, yes, I forgot about this." The little head leaning on the boy's shoulder suddenly raised, and then she stood up hurriedly, adjusting the shirt and skirt that were the same as before.

Noticing that her clothes weren't as disheveled as she imagined, Sakuragi Otome felt sweetly happy in her heart.

At the same time, she couldn't help but glare at the bad guy who was still sitting on the sofa and snickering.

"It's all your fault~ It's all your fault~ Rinka will definitely ask after a while."

Seeing Otome turn her sultry white eyes and the cherry-colored, moist lips uttering coquettishly stubborn words, Sasaki, sitting on the sofa, felt his heartbeat, which had just calmed, tremble incessantly as if a small rabbit kicked it.

At this time, Sasaki Fuyumi, whose mind was more honest than his body and whose hands were quicker than his mouth, didn't say anything.

He just stretched out his hand and pulled Otome, who had just stood up, into his arms again.

Her long cherry-pink hair, as smooth as silk, drew a graceful arc in the air and exuded just the right amount of elegant fragrance.

Ah, cherry blossom scent

Squinting his eyes and inhaling the refreshing fragrance, the boy smiled, then raised his right hand and gently pinched her delicate and tender chin.

Looking at the beautiful face in front of him, he slowly approached her while staring unblinkingly into her light blue eyes.

And the girl, who was trapped in the boy's arms, had no intention of resisting and struggling.

She just blinked her poor and innocent big eyes in a helpless manner.

When she saw him slowly approaching her and his hot breath coming towards her, Sakuragi Otome held her little hands tightly in front of her chest, her fine eyelashes trembling like small brushes, and she slowly closed her clear, large eyes.

Facing the girl, who had her eyes tightly closed and her lips slightly raised like cherry blossom petals, Sasaki was so mischievous that he didn't kiss her right away.

Instead, he held her slender waist and counted her long, fan-like eyelashes out of boredom.

For a moment, the two people in the room seemed to be frozen, motionless, and except for the increasingly violent knocking on the door, there were sounds.

After waiting like this for a 'long time,'.

Feeling Fuyumi's tight embrace but no kiss landing, Otome trembled with her dense eyelashes and hesitantly opened her puzzled, large eyes.

What caught his eye was the boy's teasing expression which seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Sakuragi Otome, who knew that she had been teased, was so embarrassed that she wanted to stand up, but then Sasaki caught her chin and lifted her face.

"Mmm~?"

…

They didn't savor the cherry blossom-flavored tenderness for too long.

After all, the knocking outside had turned into a banging on the door.

It was hard not to suspect that if these two people didn't respond,

Rinka and Kazuki would probably go home and get a sledgehammer.

Finally, Otome straightened her clothes and went to wash her face to cool down.

After all, her face was flushed, and her heartbeat was so fast that anyone would see at a glance that she was doing something bad.

While the boy, who was neither blushing nor panicked, walked towards the entrance.

Click——

Turned the handle and opened the door.

Before Sasaki Fuyumi could clearly see the figure outside, a swift, short figure roared and rushed towards his stomach.

"Open it for me~~~~"

puff--

Abdominal muscles stuck to face.

Feeling the impact of the short figure on him, Sasaki Fuyumi stood in front of the door, as motionless as a rock in the water, firmly holding the little girl on his belly.

"Rinka, you are not afraid of hurting yourself. How can you hit the door with yourself?"

Patting the head of the girl who was only two years younger than him but only reaching her waist, the boy stroked her hair and looked up at Okino Kazuki, who was standing outside the door, wearing a black student uniform.

"Morning, Kazuki."

"Good morning, Fuyumi, are you... well?"

Seeing Sasaki Fuyumi standing alone with a slender figure and handsome face, the latter took a vague look into the room a few times but did not see Otome.

After realizing that he could not see anything, he smiled and said hello to him...

"Okay." Nodding to him, Sasaki Fuyumi pulled the girl out of his arms, who seemed to have been knocked unconscious.

Stepping back a few paces and shaking her head, the chestnut-haired Rinka Ichino, with her adorable twin ponytails, bit her little fang and looked up at Sasaki Fuyumi, whose face had not changed, but whose figure and temperament were completely different.

"Wow, Brother Fuyumi, your stomach is so hard, is it your abdominal muscles? It's great, great."

Standing beside Sasaki, the cute and pitiful girl, who looked petite and slender, reached out and poked the stomach that had hurt her upon impact through the clothes.

Pulling away the little fingers, Sasaki Fuyumi shook his head and smiled: "No one has a hard stomach. It's just that I tensed up when you ran into me, or else you would have knocked breakfast out of me."

"Eh? It's not that exaggerated..." Okino Rinka covered her mouth, and took a few steps back before scratching her head, knowing how hard she had used it.

Then, as if remembering something, she threw the blame back.

"It's because you guys were too slow! We rang the doorbell for so long, we're almost late for school, and Otome isn't even out yet."

Pointing to the non-existent watch on her wrist, the girl stood at the door and shouted loudly with a clear voice.