Kasumigaoka Utaha followed Nanaya to the villa.
After learning Nanaya's true identity, she'd already made rough estimates about his wealth. The luxurious villa didn't surprise her at all.
Her mind was completely occupied by what was about to happen... and the clothes she'd have to change into.
She had expected something outrageously revealing—something so skimpy that even a miniskirt would seem modest in comparison.
But reality wasn't so extreme.
It was a black cheongsam.
Adorned with golden embroidery, it exuded an air of mystery. The fabric was so exquisite that she couldn't help but run her fingers over it.
"...You want me to wear this?"
"Hmm? Not satisfied, senpai? You don't have to wear it."
Nanaya sat on the bed, lazily gesturing to a pair of high heels nearby. "Though I do expect you to wear these as well."
"...I'll go change then."
"Don't forget to clean yourself up first."
"!!!"
After her last experience serving him while completely bare underneath, wearing actual underwear this time almost made her feel like Nanaya was the one getting shortchanged.
Perhaps because it was her first time wearing heels, Utaha walked into the room with unsteady, cautious steps.
But Nanaya was more than satisfied.
Her long, silken black hair cascaded down her back. Her full, heavy breasts and slender waist were accentuated perfectly by the form-fitting cheongsam under the soft sunlight.
Every curve of her body—the swell of her chest, the dip of her waist, the roundness of her hips—was outlined in tantalizing detail.
And wrapped around those sinful legs was a pair of sheer black stockings.
The lace trim peeked out teasingly from the cheongsam's high slit with every step she took.
Last time, Nanaya had only gotten a quick glance—most of his attention had been focused on another girl's "secret garden."
But now?
Now he understood just how perfect Utaha's body was.
To keep her balance, Utaha had to straighten her posture, forcing her chest forward as she took shaky, awkward steps toward him.
"...Do I look good?"
"Of course. You're breathtaking. But—"
Nanaya's gaze lingered on the way her restrained breasts still jiggled with every movement, despite the bra she stubbornly wore underneath.
"But what?"
Utaha had already checked herself in the mirror. Even she was stunned by how good she looked.
So what could possibly be missing?
She noticed Nanaya wasn't immediately pouncing on her like before.
Not that she minded. She didn't hate talking to him.
"Right here."
Before she could react, Nanaya's finger pressed against the exposed cleavage where the cheongsam parted.
The fabric strained against her soft, pale flesh, threatening to spill out.
"Confident women don't wear anything underneath. You're just insecure about your body."
"Wha— N-No I'm not!"
She almost snapped back with a sharp retort—but the moment she met Nanaya's mocking gaze, she swallowed her words.
I've already decided to go this far. Arguing is pointless.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself.
"Even with that flaw, I suppose this is fine."
Hearing Nanaya's words, Utaha knew what was coming next.
And it was going to be big.
In every sense of the word.
Even though it was only their second time, she still couldn't help but stare in awe.
She carefully removed her heels and set them aside.
There. Now you can't ruin these.
Climbing onto the bed, she settled across from Nanaya.
"This time, you're doing the work."
Last time, he had to guide her. Now? He was going to enjoy the show.
"...Understood."
Utaha began moving awkwardly—
SMACK!
Nanaya's hand came down on her thigh before sliding under her knee, yanking her legs apart and draping them over his shoulders.
The sudden movement made her lose balance, sending her tumbling onto her back.
In an instant, Nanaya was on top of her, his hardness pressing against the soaked fabric between her thighs.
The black stockings stretched taut over her plump ass, glistening obscenely under the light.
Utaha squirmed beneath him, panic rising—but Nanaya's grip only tightened, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her rear as he kneaded it roughly.
Why did I ever trust this bastard?!
He had a girlfriend. He had other women. And now he was going to take her too.
...I'll expose him after this. I swear it.
She shut her eyes tightly, bracing herself.
But—
...Nothing happened.
...Huh?
Is he... not going to do it?
...Wait. Is he actually... incapable?
A smug thought crossed her mind.
Cracking one eye open, she was met with Nanaya's displeased glare.
"You looked like you were enjoying yourself. Did you want me to just take you right here?"
...What?
"Did senpai forget what I told you in the nurse's office?"
"Think very carefully."
"..."
Utaha blinked.
Had she... misunderstood?
Then it hit her.
"Next time, use your thighs. Any objections?"
"N-None..."
!!!
Her eyes widened.
That's why he got mad! He expected me to use my legs, but I was still trying with my feet!
How the hell was I supposed to remember that?!
"...I remember now."
"Good."
Nanaya leaned back, waiting.
Utaha almost laughed.
Relief washed over her.
...He's actually kind of cute when he's being this stupid.
Her throat tightened as she stared down at his size.
Swallowing hard, she slowly lowered herself.
Her long, slender legs—usually pressed together with no gap—parted just enough.
But maintaining this position wasn't easy.
And without realizing it...
...She started getting into it.
Rocking her hips slightly, she adjusted for comfort—only to find herself growing wetter with every movement.
Somewhere along the way, she stopped caring about being careful.
She wanted to feel good.
And she wanted to make him feel good.
Maybe it was self-deception.
If I can't see it, it doesn't count.
Maybe it was the thin barrier of fabric that gave her a false sense of security.
But the thrill was unbearable.
As if making up for all her earlier fear, Utaha moved with reckless abandon.
Like a proud knight charging into battle—
Riiip.
The sound of tearing fabric went unnoticed in her frenzy.
All she cared about was the way he pulsed beneath her.
And when he reached his limit—
So did she.
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