The initially uneasy Yukino Ritsuko was briefly amused by his dark humor.
The hem of the white skirt was lifted, revealing her legs as fair as fresh bamboo shoots, with tightly drawn lines. Fujiwara Reya felt the soft and warm sensation between his fingers, pressing closely against Yukino Ritsuko's body. Yukino Ritsuko shivered slightly; she wanted to resist a little, but when Fujiwara Reya hushed, she stopped struggling and became compliant.
"Remember the price for buying the Honda Cub?"
"Half of your heart..." Yukino Ritsuko's other hand rested on his back at this point.
"Yes, ever since then, the other half of my heart has been entrusted to you."
"Fujiwara, I, you... Stop it..." A rosy blush suddenly spread over Yukino Ritsuko's frost-covered face, making her incredibly beautiful.
