When you’re bored, have you ever played with jelly?
The kind that’s soft, sticky, bouncy, and blushes like a scallop, strawberry-flavored jelly.
Even through the outermost layer of cling film, you can sense that hint of moist fragrance.
A place nurtures its people.
In the Absolute Territory of the beautiful woman, Haruka Yuzan sensed the moist ocean air.
Harada Yukie’s eyes slightly narrowed, her breath as fragrant as orchid, with strands of hair on her forehead slightly damp with sticky sweat, making her look like a pool of spring water, tender and captivating.
Both fragrant and soft.
The peak hours of the cafe had passed by now.
Only a few scattered tables of customers remained in the hall.
Thus, no one noticed the two people in the corner.
"Haruka Yuzan, you jerk."
Harada Yukie’s cheeks were flushed, as if she were drunk, leaning heavily against Haruka Yuzan.
"You haven’t come to see me for so long, even though, even though I never clung to you..."
Haruka Yuzan was startled, feeling like he had become synonymous with the word "jerk."
Including Harada Yukie, how many girls had cursed him as a jerk now?
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Damn it.
As a handsome guy from Tokyo, he didn’t expect to end up as a synonym for jerk.
But... playing the villain felt surprisingly good.
May as well enjoy it early.
After all, he wouldn’t pretend to be a goody-two-shoes.
"Do you say, because of Heisuke, that you were always hiding from me?"
Harada Yukie gently bit his earlobe.
"Sister Yukixi, when have I ever hidden from you?"
Haruka Yuzan felt a ticklish sensation in his ear, the heat from her breath making his lower abdomen flush with warmth.
"And you say, why haven’t you contacted me for so long?"
Harada Yukie pouted, the beautiful woman pretending to be a young girl, her adorable puffy red lips almost irresistible.
Their eyes met.
The beautiful woman didn’t seem to care about the setting at all, her eyes slightly narrowed, her lush lips almost reaching for his.
However, before her glossy lips could make contact, Haruka Yuzan extended a finger, gently blocking the beautiful woman’s approaching lips.
"Hmm?"
Harada Yukie frowned slightly, directly enveloping his finger with her mouth, her affectionate eyes filled with a touch of resentment.
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"Cough, Sister Yukixi, we are still outside, please mind your image."
Haruka Yuzan coughed, trying to pull his finger from the mouth of the beautiful woman, but Harada Yukie’s teeth gently clamped down on it.
"Sister Yukixi, behave, don’t do this..."
Harada Yukie just rolled her eyes at him, then the beautiful woman’s gaze shifted downward; Haruka Yuzan’s other hand was still on those beautiful legs, rummaging around.
"......"
"Cough, reflex, reflex."
Haruka Yuzan felt a bit embarrassed.
But such things, like fish encountering a clear pond, were hard not to dive into.
One let go of her mouth, and the other withdrew his hand.
Haruka Yuzan and Harada Yukie quietly adjusted their clothes.
However...
Haruka Yuzan looked at his damp fingers, deep in thought, as if they had been soaked in water, feeling slightly chilly as the breeze passed.
"Humph! It’s all because of you!"
Harada Yukie huffed, pulling out two tissues and beginning to wipe them for him.
The lady’s cheeks were still faintly flushed, her affectionate eyes capable of deeply enthralling anyone.
"Sister Yukixi, shall we... go to the rest room?"
"A man and a woman heading to the rest room together, aren’t you afraid your Sister Reiko will notice something odd?"
Harada Yukie chuckled softly, but her gaze drifted to Reiko Onodera, who was busy at the front desk.
The lady was settling the day’s earnings.
Haruka Yuzan was somewhat surprised, as he hadn’t expected Harada Yukie to remain so composed, but he wouldn’t say much—after all, going to the lounge together could indeed be risky.
Moreover, just a few days ago, he had finished a session with Kazumi Misaki and Sister Reiko.
It would be better to stay honest in the following days. If Sister Reiko found out again, he would truly confirm his reputation as a scoundrel.
"Indeed, the staff lounge is somewhat dangerous, we should wait..."
Before Haruka Yuzan could finish his sentence, Harada Yukie placed her finger on his lips.
"Let’s go to the restroom, Haruka..."
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......
Inside the villa.
On a sofa.
Two people, close as sisters, sat on opposite ends, one reading a book and the other working on a laptop.
Both had a similar demeanor and facial features, marked by a hint of coolness.
Hanai Ishishū was caught in the middle.
The scorching summer day.
The sun fiercely beat down on the ground, and the air was filled with heat, as if striking a match could ignite it.
Leaves curled under the relentless sun, and the fully grown fish in the pond also hung their heads, swimming listlessly.
There was air conditioning inside the house.
Yet Hanai Ishishū felt stifled.
Looking left, looking right, the silence of the scene made her uncomfortable, and even breathing felt like a mistake.
Please.
It’s really breaking me; why won’t these two young ladies say a word?
"Miss Shimizu, would you like to join me for lunch?"
Hanai Ishishū decided to start with the seemingly less busy Chiba Shimizu.
Before Chiba Shimizu could respond, Chiba Seiryo, who was working to her side, suddenly spoke up:
"I’ve arranged for someone to deliver lunch, including foie gras, caviar, salmon..."
The young lady’s voice was cold.
Perhaps due to dealing with corporate affairs, her words carried an undeniable chill that made them hard to refuse.
This made Chiba Shimizu frown slightly.
Here we go again...
Noticing the expressions on the faces of these two, Hanai Ishishū suddenly felt exhausted...
Mr. Haruka, what are you really up to, save me!
"I won’t eat with you."
Faced with her sister’s arrangements, Chiba Shimizu quickly gave her answer.
The sound of typing on the keyboard halted for a moment, and the villa’s hall fell briefly silent.
Hanai Ishishū’s breath caught.
"Then, then... I will invite Mr. Haruka to join, and if possible, other friends staying in the villa can join us for the meal."
Another stretch of silence.
Chiba Shimizu then nodded, "Okay."
The sound of typing resumed, Hanai Ishishū breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took out her phone to start furiously messaging Haruka Yuzan!
"Please, please, Mr. Haruka, you must reply!!"
Chiba Shimizu didn’t speak, but the page of her book had been lingering for a long time.
Her gaze, cool and clear, shifted to the phone screen placed on her left-side.
It was faintly glowing.
LINE (Haruka Yuzan)
Chiba Shimizu: What do you plan to have for lunch? (Unread)
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