"It's okay, it was the same when we kissed in Akihabara before. Even before I started, Sakuragi couldn't go on. I'm already used to it..."
The next second, Yan Huan looked down at Hitomi, who was pale on the bed, and his smile was overshadowed, his tone turning cold,
"Such a weak Sakuragi is really cute~"
Such words seemed to awaken the immense fear hidden deep in Hitomi's heart.
Because she knew all too well that even her own existence was closely related to that disastrous first kiss in Akihabara.
If re-creating that event destroys everything...
"Ahhhhh!"
In front of An Le, the perfect Sakuragi grabbed her head in distress, breathing heavily.
No, she couldn't make the same mistakes again. She had to achieve perfection...
Even in this area!
"Pa!"
The next second, An Le couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.
Because right before her eyes, Hitomi Sakuragi had already shakily grasped An Le's hand,
"An Le... teach... teach me... how to handle this... properly..."
