Worry and Happiness.. Idk

With a sigh in her heart, before Rinka could wallow any further, Fuyumi, who had known she was standing by the bed, suddenly pulled her into the bed.

"What are you thinking about? Standing there in such thin clothes, aren't you cold?"

Hearing the gentle question by her ear, feeling the sudden warmth enveloping her body, and that scent lingering at her nose which she was so fond of, the girl smiled silently and then shook off the odd sorrowful thoughts in her mind.

She now couldn't even be sure if what she felt for Okino Kazuki was love, so where did the fragility come from...

Compared to the care wrapped in 'affection' she felt for Brother Kazuki, what she was really sure about was that she really liked the feeling of being in Brother Fuyumi's arms.

It was warm, solid and comforting.

It's as if any sadness, doubts and thoughts no longer mattered, the moment she fell into his embrace.

With her slender arms wrapped around his neck, the girl cuddled into his chest like a cat, gently rubbing her face against him.

Without hearing a response and looking down at her delicate display of affection, Sasaki's lips curved in a soft smile, but he feigned severity, "Don't think you can get away with this; I'm not falling for these tricks."

While speaking, he pulled her into his arms and placed his palms on her slender waist, and couldn't help but exert some force on his arms.

Clearly, he was no paragon of virtue capable of resisting temptation.

Although he wasn't the type to eagerly fuck every girl who jumped into his bed, expecting him to behave with complete propriety was equally unrealistic.

After all, she had been the little girl who had followed him around calling him 'brother' since they were children.

In addition to pity and concern for her, it would be impossible to say that Sasaki had no other thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

The only reason he kept a distance from her before was because he saw that she had other thoughts about Okino Kazuki.

And he hadn't even eaten Otome yet so, there was no need to stick to it and ask for trouble.

Afterall, compared to a 'flat airport', he much preferred 'mountainous villas'.

Of course, if opportunity presented itself on a platter, he wouldn't hypocritically say, 'I only see you as a sister.' He wasn't that pretentious.

If he had been a man of singular devotion, that might have been one thing, but he wasn't.

Thus, he hugged her without any guilt.

Holding the girl's petite body close like a cushion, enjoying how soft and fragrant she was, Sasaki rubbed his chin against her forehead and continued, "Tell me, why were you secretly taking photos of me after school today?"

"Think carefully before you answer, otherwise..."

After patting the little moon, which was far less plump than Otome, but tighter and more elastic, Sasaki threatened her with a vicious voice.

And Okino Rinka, who knew Fuyumi-nii's temper, would not be frightened.

Feeling his hand that hadn't left, Okino Rinka didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't slap away the claws that were out of line, but instead bowed her waist slightly in cooperation.

Feeling his hand still resting there, she, perhaps subconsciously or perhaps for did not slap away the claws that were out of line.

Instead, she slightly arched her back, subtly aligning closer to his touch.

Although it's not obvious, Sasaki can still feel it if he puts his fingers close to the palm of his hand.

Looking down at the girl lying in his arms with a hint of surprise, Sasak hadn't made any further move when he heard her murmur gloomily, "Otome-nee...Otome-nee may know."

His breath became stagnant, and the charming thoughts in his mind were instantly washed away by Rinka's words as he laughed dryly: "Really? No way..."

Lifting her head from Sasaki's chest, the girl looked at his slightly stiff expression, frowned a bit, hesitated, and then said softly, "It's true. Tonight, before you came back, Otome nee…"

After recounting what Sakuragi Otome said that day and what she discovered in the club activity room.

Okino Rinka continued: "Sister Otome followed me there...I...I didn't know she was behind me, I didn't mean to..."

Listening to her aggrieved voice, Sasaki knew that this little girl definitely felt guilty, but not much.

After all, the outcome was not bad.

However, his main focus wasn't about that.

Rinka said ...Otome was following her.

Sasaki was quite sure that the only person spying on him at that time was Rinka.

He was now become very sensitive to others' gazes.

Even from a distance, he could still feel whether someone was looking at him.

Malicious stares felt like the tip of a needle, pricking his skin, causing his hairs to stand and a tingling pain, while friendly stares felt like brushing leaves, causing a slight itch but nothing more.

And at that time, he only felt Rinka's gaze.

If Otome had really been there at that time, he was sure she wouldn't have been able to resist watching him.

And...this was just Rinka's own conjecture.

So Otome wasn't there at the time.

And the words she said weren't intended for Rinka to relay to him but for Rinka herself.

Was Otome trying to involve Rin to distract his attention?

So when Otome said those words... was she trying to seduce Rinka and let her join in to divide his energy.

Sasaki, who knew her inside and out, could guess what she was thinking after just a little thought.

After all, every time they had a heart-to-heart, body-to-body intimacy and Otome spilled her passions, her expressions of satisfaction mixed with reluctance were too deep to forget.

Now knowing that Otome didn't object to him finding other people, and was only worried about them getting along with each other, Sasaki couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief.

As long as Otome could accept this, other issues weren't significant.

After all, all the girls he was close to weren't the type to cause problems; he wouldn't even approach such types.

So after knowing the girl's worries, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Although Otome was not usually overbearing, but since she had never really faced one, Sasaki didn't know if she was the type of person, who could be incredibly possessive when truly tested.

If she really had that 'only one partner for life' attitude, he really wasn't sure what he'd do.

Breaking up was out of the question; he cared too deeply for her.

And who wouldn't...

A Yamato Nadeshiko who waits for her husband at home, has a beautiful face, plump body one couldn't get enough of, and agrees to his every desire with those endearing shy expressions—he couldn't bear the thought of leaving her, and finding other women would be even more impossible.

After all, with Otome's current fighting power, if she got angry, a group of delicate girls wouldn't stand a chance against her single-handedly.

Unaware of the boy's reflections, Rinka, after a long silence, trembled slightly as she spoke, then lowered her gaze.

According to her knowledge of Sasaki.

After she explained the cause and effect, it was certain that Brother Fuyumi would be angry.

But the worst outcome would likely be a ticklish attack or a playful scold; at most, a pat on the back.

But his current silence...

Feeling a bit frightened that he might react like Okino Kazuki and beat her, the girl couldn't help but close her eyes tightly.

Although she didn't really believe that, Brother Fuyumi, who usually doted on the the most would hit her, the shadow Okino Kazuki left on her that night was too deep an impression for her not to be scared.

But after waiting a bit longer without any movement from Sasaki, the girl's fear and worry slowly receded, and she cautiously opened her large, apprehensive eyes, slowly raising her head.

What caught her eyes was the boy's dazed expression as if lost in thought, without any signs of annoyance on his face.

Looking at his face and seeing that he was really not angry, the girl, suddenly in good mood, chuckled and tightened her arms around his neck, burying her head back into his chest again.