The Harem or a Hachet, just a matter of thought..

Looking up at Sister Ayumi, who suddenly became happy, Sasaki felt a fleeting tickle in his palm, and was a little unsure of what she meant.

'You had clearly drawn a clear line with me just now, so why are you suddenly teasing me now?'

He couldn't figure it out, but Sasaki wasn't the kind of person who would suffer the consequences of being dumb.

Regardless of whether Sister Ayumi did it on purpose or not, he would always take revenge.

The cross-crossed calves quietly parted, and then gently and naturally clamped the black light jade propped up in a cross-legged position.

Gently rubbing against the silky smoothness that could be felt even through the trousers, the boy raised his head slightly, looked at Ayumi who was still smiling, and already had a score in his mind.

As both parties had a general understanding of each other's thoughts, this extremely quiet tacit understanding began.

One smiled calmly and caressed the palm of the other's hand, while the other quietly rubbed the other's little foot.

After about five or six minutes of silence, Sasaki, who was completely convinced that Ayumi would cancel the boundaries, took the lead in letting go of his little hands that were hot and sweaty.

When it comes to cultivating relationships between men and women, haste makes waste.

Contrast that with the straightforward, 'I like you, you like me, let's have sex' kind of hole-in-one relationship.

Except for a few who just want to have fun with you, most girls prefer a gradual, warming approach.

Like nature taking its course.

And because of the status relationship between Sasaki and Ayumi.

So there were two options before the boy.

The first option, the general direction, was a hole-in-one, akin to a one shot.

This approach allowed him to quickly take small advantages under the guise of being a 'younger brother.'

If he played well, or if the atmosphere was right, advancing bases wasn't impossible, but the probability was low.

But this approach of handing over leadership would eventually have endless consequences.

Because it naturally placed him in a subordinate position, requiring her approval for anything.

Like you naturally put yourself below her, you must seek her opinion on everything you do.

To use a popular saying on the Internet it means taking the "little milk dog" route of acting coquettishly.

No matter what you do, you have to "beg" and act "coquettishly".

Minor things like kissing would need batting eyes for permission; more significant actions, like changing positions in bed, would first require a nibble on the ear to see if she was willing or not.

Of course, the romance between two people would definitely not be that serious, but it was certain that he would be a little constrained in doing things.

In this way, Sasaki quickly dismissed this approach just by thinking about it.

He didn't mind playing the roles of younger brother and sister or older brother and younger sister to add some excitement between them when they were deeply in love.

But to always 'kneel' and beg pathetically for pleasure, Sasaki couldn't do it; at least he would never choose this method because he was anxious to 'get laid.'

Preferring a 'balanced' or dominant role over such an 'unbalanced' one, he favored an approach where he could lead or at least treat his partner as equal.

After all, knowing what you want without saying it, the leadership feeling is obviously much stronger than the 'puppy dog' approach.

Therefore, when the two sides were ambiguous and could only proceed to this step, he did not intend to stay here any longer.

This kind of on-point behavior would not make people feel embarrassed but would only leave an aftertaste, leaving room for more.

Raising his hand to brush the girl's hair from her forehead, Sasaki tapped her head.

"Sister Ayumi, don't be so violent next time, or you won't be able to find a boyfriend."

After saying that, he jumped down from the desk and waved to Ayumi, who was looking at him.

"I'm heading home first. I'll come to work tomorrow. Just send me the work hours on my phone; you know my number, Sister Ayumi."

"Sister, bye~"

Bang—

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Looking at the closed door, Ayumi, coming back to her senses, blinked her eyes and looked at her palm, which was glistening with sweat, and gently clenched her hand.

"That bad boy has quite some restraint. He didn't even make any excessive demands..."

Of course, she knew that Sasaki knew what she meant.

After all, the five or six minutes of flirting with each other were not in vain.

And in this case, Sasaki didn't take advantage of his 'younger brother' status to say something like his head or hand was aching, asking for a knee pillow massage or anything of the sort.

This made Ayumi look at him in a different light.

After all, since they met, he had always been taking advantage of her, even though she didn't mind.

But this was better compared to the eagerness that a boy of his age should have.

Someone like him, who could control his desires, was more to her liking.

After all, she preferred someone gentle and caring who could look after her.

The stability shown by Sasaki was quite in line with her requirements.

Because this showed that his previous thoughtfulness and concern were not a fleeting accident.

"Bad boy...you have to behave well."

With her elbows resting on the warm table, Ayumi used the back of her hand to touch her heated cheeks, her green eyes quietly staring at the closed door.

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Looking back at the office, Sasaki looked at his hands, thinking about what happened today, and sighed softly.

"There are more and more girls socializing with each other, whether it's a harem or a hatchet, it's all in a moment's thought. I hope I'm special enough..."

He hadn't thought about starting a harem before.

It was true that he flirted with Aunt Kyouka out of love, but that was because he knew that even if the two of them had a result in the end, it would not be put on the table openly.

Aunt Kyouka will definitely hide in the dark.

So Sasaki teased her without any pressure at that time.

As for Otome...He was simply driven by the thought, 'It's rare for a girl to like me, so I should seize the opportunity as quickly as possible,' when he decided to confirm their relationship.

But after he confirmed his relationship with her, he found that he had something of an enhanced body that was visible to the naked eye.

As a result the unique transmigrator thought of 'I'm the most special, I can have a harem' was born.

Because in his mind, transmigration + cheats = harem.

A person's desires will be as strong as his abilities.

The larger one's capabilities, the greater their desires.

When desires exceed one's abilities, it brings destruction.

When abilities suddenly surpass one's desires, the lacking desires will also grow accordingly.

Although Sasaki did not have any great ideals like ruling the world, he definitely has the simple idea of 'I want to have a harem and I want girls'.

This was also why he flirted with Yasui and Tsukimi.

Of course, their affection for someone 'inactive' was a major reason.

If they were truly in love, he certainly wouldn't do anything bad.

With his goals affirmed, Sasaki pushed open the door and headed behind the cashier counter.