Gradually, the spider silk that bound her all retreated, and as their lips met, she reverted to her human form. Her body, tightly embraced by Fujiwara Reya, appeared delicate and frail.
The light was dim, and the spider web trembled.
Kawashima Miki, while having her lips sucked, listened to Fujiwara Reya's breathing. As the demonic power dissipated, the front view suddenly opened up, and the lights extended from a few meters away down to the plaza at the slope, with countless bonfires dancing in the wind.
After moving away her lips, Kawashima Miki's eyes were lost as she gently licked her lips for a long time, as if savoring it. Her lips were sweet and soft, truly unforgettable and addictive after kissing.
Fujiwara Reya's hand caressed her smooth cheek.
"...Don't touch me!" Kawashima Miki's cheeks flushed, lightly biting her lower lip, her chest heaving, clearly being contrary.
"I know." Fujiwara Reya nodded repeatedly and then leaned in again.
