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A white floral print dress with a cinched waist, black loafers, and white knee-high socks exude a youthful and innocent charm.
Especially those nimble little hands and those unforgettable cherry-colored lips left indelible and beautiful memories in Kitahara Hakuba's heart.
Kuno Tachibana also paused, took a shallow breath, and said:
"Teacher Kitahara, am I pretty?"
Her tone was no different from before the two had an ambiguous relationship, and Kitahara Hakuba subconsciously swallowed.
"Yes, it looks good."
Kuno Tachibana stepped down, the hem of her skirt rippling softly with the movement of her thighs, like lily of the valley buds.
She tiptoed, and based on the stereotypical image of Kitahara Hakuma interacting with other girls, she should have shown a shy, effeminate expression.
But now, Kuno Tachibana wore a meaningful and smug expression, her effeminate mannerisms fully displayed on her face.
"They're still changing clothes. We said, 'Why don't we try again? Otherwise, we might not have another chance today.'"
She licked her cherry lips, and Kitahara Hakuba never imagined that such a charming action would be related to Kuno Tachibana.
Was she testing him? Or did she genuinely want to do this?
The desires deep within him were stirred by the girl's words, her delicate fragrance, and the small mouth from which one could vaguely see her pearly white teeth.
Kitahara Hakuma lowered his brows slightly, reached out, and without saying a word, grasped her slender wrist and walked towards the bathroom.
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The soft click of the door closing behind me was like the pressing of another secret switch.
Kuno Tachibana felt his mind go blank, his body like a cloud drifting in the wind, sitting on the clean smart toilet seat.
She only wanted to borrow some of Kitahara Hakuba's things, but she didn't expect him to be so impatient.
As expected, Senior Takahashi's deduction was correct. Teacher Kitahara is indeed a pervert who reaches out to touch girls' skirts, but his appearance and every word and action are too charming.
Even so, Tachibana Kuno, who was going through puberty, was still unable to extricate herself from her feelings, and she somewhat understood the feelings of her senior classmates.
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"So, you're in such a hurry? Are girls with smaller mouths really more attractive to you?"
Kuno Tachibana forced a smile, but it didn't match her words; her legs were pressed together beneath her skirt, preventing any light from penetrating.
She never imagined she would say such a thing to Kitahara Hakuba, but after last night, she realized that she could no longer get along with him like before.
He still held her wrist, and her pulse beat fast and erratically under his fingertips, as if telling her the girl's secret.
Faced with Kuno Tachibana's seemingly calm teasing, Kitahara Hakuba sensed a faint resemblance to Shinomiya Haruka in her.
But the latter was a natural transfer, and the girl in front of him was not experienced enough.
Kitahara Hakuba didn't speak, but simply locked the door behind him and looked down at her.
The narrow space was suddenly filled only with the sounds of breathing and the muffled thud of hearts beating against ribs.
Kuno Tachibana's eyelashes cast a shadow of panic and anticipation in her eyes, while her other hand quietly caught the folds of her skirt, the fabric crumpling into a ball in her palm.
Even the sound of swallowing saliva sounded incredibly jarring.
Kitahara Hakuma leaned down slightly, his arms supporting him on either side. His hot breath simultaneously hit Kuno Tachibana's rosy face. She subconsciously turned her head away, but his breath landed right on her neck.
"What are you afraid of?" Kitahara Hakuba asked softly, gazing at her face.
In this excessively cramped space, all senses are magnified infinitely.
The scent on his body, the curve of his Adam's apple as he spoke, and his own deafening heartbeat.
"I wasn't scared at all. You couldn't help but drag me here." Kuno Tachibana raised his head slightly and glared at him, as if to build momentum.
"is it?"
Kitahara Hakuba's voice was very low, brushing against the girl's eardrums.
It sounds so good. How could his voice be so good? No instrument could produce a sound like his.
As Kuno Tachibana's heart fluttered, Kitahara Hakuba moved closer, so close that his warm breath brushed against the girl's cheek.
The fine downy hairs nearby sent a barely perceptible shiver down her spine.
Lihua
Kitahara Hakuma reached down and touched the girl's fair and flawless thigh, causing her delicate body to visibly tremble.
The white dress slipped off as he penetrated her, revealing the smooth outline of her thighs.
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Kuno Tachibana's brain was like a glass tube being evacuated; with a "pop," all defenses crumbled under his touch.
"Your voice is so beautiful."
Kitahara Hakuma whispered in her ear in a voice powerful enough to make a girl tremble with excitement.
"Is it a voice that only appears in front of me?"
"No, no, that's not true. It's you..."
The girl's voice, squeezed out from her throat, was thin and soft, like a damp match, offering no semblance of "approval" from Kitahara Hakuba.
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Kuno Tachibana gripped her skirt tightly, but stubbornly pursed her lips, waiting for his next intrusion.
What exactly is going on? Why am I feeling both hopeful and disappointed at the same time?
This was not the Kitahara Hakuba she knew at all.
And even if she were to come, she wouldn't want it to be here; she should go to the home of someone she likes to enjoy all of this.
It was a summer day, the weather was sunny, there were birds chirping outside the window, the sound of the air conditioner unit running, and some very pleasant background music.
Instead of sitting on a toilet.
His hands were big and hot, and Kuno Tachibana could feel his face turning incredibly red, the heat spreading all the way to his ears.
All she could do was keep her head down, her gaze fixed on the buttons on his shirt, letting his hand wander over them.
It is gray with fine twill.
"Lihua".
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The warmth of Kitahara Hakuba's arm traveled through the girl's dress to her back, a warmth that carried a sense of pressure.
The air was filled with the sharp, refreshing scent of lemon-scented absorbent, which mixed with the faint, familiar smell of sweat on his body, creating a private atmosphere that made Kuno Tachibana dizzy.
His chin was lifted up with just two fingers as if he were playing with a toy. Seeing his face so close up, Kuno Tachika almost fainted.
Her cherry-colored lips, like a goldfish trapped in a blue pool at a temple fair, opened and closed meaninglessly.
Kitahara Hakuba saw the girl's lips moving back and forth in preparation, but her eyes revealed a hint of something more.
He tilted his head, and his hand, which had been wantonly taking from below, touched her cheek, gradually moving closer.
There was no kiss; they simply maintained this almost-touching, breathtaking posture. The tension in that moment was more heart-pounding than any actual contact.
Just as the two were about to touch, Kitahara Hakuma suddenly withdrew his hand, keeping his distance from her, and straightened his body to say:
"Your eyes have already revealed that you are still just a child."
Kuno Tachibana felt comfortable for a moment, then his gaze met the man's dark pupils. The air was filled with unspoken, ambiguous words and gestures.
Kitahara Hakuba's hand fiddled with the top button of his shirt, even though it was still neatly arranged.
"So, don't say things in front of me that you can't even control yourself. If I were to actually do it now, it wouldn't do either of us any good."
Kuno Tachibana's throat moved slightly. She had already somewhat understood the meaning hidden beneath Kitahara Hakuma's pride: "You're too young now, I can't touch you. Wait until you're a little older, and then stop teasing me."
"I've already done that for you, haven't I?" Kuno Tachibana felt a strange sense of happiness, and his voice trailed off uncontrollably.
Kitahara Hyakuma nodded and said:
"Yes, I won't blame you, because I also did something wrong. In a way, we are accomplices, so I will pay more attention to you in the future."
The previous tension suddenly vanished, and Kuno Tachibana's legs, which had been pressed together, parted slightly, finally allowing the light to kiss her.
She smiled slightly, a hint of smugness in her eyes, and said:
"What? You're still speaking in a commanding tone?"
Kitahara Hakuba knew she was starting again, and could only sigh helplessly and say:
Was I too gentle with you just now?
Kuno Tachibana raised his hand to cover his mouth and chuckled softly:
"Thinking about it now, it's really strange; they didn't even go inside." (First published by Xiaoshuizhai)
Kitahara Hakuba clenched his fist. He knew Tachibana was referring to his hand, and he had been pretending to keep away from going deeper in order to scare her.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Kuno Tachibana rested his chin on his hand, revealing a mischievous smile, and said:
"So you mean I'm invincible for the foreseeable future?"
Kitahara Hakuba frowned, looking at her "I'm going to do something big" expression, and suddenly felt that something was not right.
Did he inform us too early?
"What invincible? Everyone dies eventually," Kitahara Hakuba casually brushed off. "It's time to go. I'll go out first, and you can go out later."
Just as he was about to leave, Kuno Tachibana grabbed his wrist.
"Trying to leave? The tables have turned this time, huh?"
Kitahara Hakuma turned his head to look at her. The girl's face was full of smiles. The blush from her previous shyness had not completely faded, and she looked quite alluring from this angle.
"We also need to go to Xianyan Garden."
Kitahara Hakuba didn't know what she was going to do, and just wanted to find an excuse to leave first.
However, Kuno Tachibana finally realized that she was invincible, so how could she let Kitahara Hakuba off so easily?
"After making me look so ruthless, how could I let you leave so easily? What kind of girl do you take me for? If someone punches me once, I'll punch them ten times back."
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