Shiro and Inui's room
Thump~
"Please! This is my lifelong dream!"
Shiro was kneeling in a full dogeza position, begging Inui.
Beside him lay a Kirara cosplay costume—
Which he got from those three foreign friends.
They had cosplay outfits in every size.
You could say they were well-prepared!
But sadly, they could only daydream…
But he!
Shiro!!
Could make it happen!
Even though this road of fulfillment was full of obstacles…
Smack!
Inui looked at Shiro like he was trash and stomped on his head.
Yes, a reward!
And under her yukata… the view was not bad at all～
If Kohei saw this scene, he'd probably shout again:
"Why is Inui-sama rewarding him?!" or something like that.
(λ?_??)
Thinking of his two little bros, Shiro couldn't help but smile smugly.
"Little virgins~"
Smack smack smack!!!
Noticing Shiro's smug face, Inui's gaze turned even colder, and she stomped harder.
"DIE DIE DIE!!! You pervert!!"
"Ow ow ow, Inui-chan please stop! This really is my life's dream!"
"Get lost! You used the same excuse last time when you made me cosplay as a succubus!"
Thinking back to that succubus outfit, Inui's face turned bright red.
That outfit… was way too embarrassing!
And that glowing tattoo sticker…
Ugh!!!
Out of shame and anger, Inui stomped even harder.
(′?`)
The pressure on Shiro just kept rising…
A gentle step might be considered a reward—but stomping hard like this is just plain torture!
If that's how we're doing things...
Shiro's eyes narrowed sharply as he reached out and grabbed the holy grail every otaku dreams of.
"Yah!"
Inui trembled as her dainty foot was suddenly caught. Her voice quivered with shame.
"L-Let go of me!"
But of course, Shiro wasn't going to listen. Not only did he not let go—he kept fondling it playfully.
Inui, already shy to begin with, was completely overwhelmed by this teasing. She started struggling wildly.
What she forgot, however, was that she only had one foot supporting her right now.
With all that writhing, she couldn't keep her balance—and toppled backward, falling straight into a warm embrace.
Shiro's scent washed over her completely.
Inui felt dizzy with embarrassment.
Even though she had mentally prepared herself to conquer Shiro tonight...
When the moment really came, she was just way too shy!
Back when they had done things together before, she had always been the passive one—
And those times had been with the lights off.
But now the lights were still on!
Just imagining how ridiculous she must look to her crush made her body burn up with embarrassment.
At the same time, Shiro was frozen in place.
The girl in his arms, with her face flushed and lips slightly parted, was just too damn tempting.
Especially that slightly loose-fitting yukata—
Yukata: ultimate killer combo!
No one could resist!
"L-Let go…"
Total lie.
The look in Inui's eyes, brimming with longing, said exactly the opposite—
She was very much looking forward to what came next.
After all, it had been a long time since they'd last seen each other.
Shiro slowly lowered his head, capturing those red lips.
By now, he had completely forgotten about the Kirara cosplay.
He didn't need any of that stuff to feel emotionally connected—
Those tender lips and gentle eyes already said it all.
Click—
The light went out.
The girl's tense body slowly relaxed, and she began responding eagerly to the boy's passion.
The room was now steeped in romantic heat.