"I am sorry."
Hitori knelt on the floor, preparing to perform a very standard dogeza.
Due to her posture, the two masses bundled under her tracksuit became round and full, making it difficult for Toru to look directly at her.
They were too big.
Why did it feel like they had grown another size since six months ago? If things continued like this, they might even end up larger than they were in the simulation.
Hitori had no idea how alluring her body was right now as she stammered out her confession: "I-I should not have stolen a kiss from Kitahara-kun. I am guilty. I am a shameless, bad woman."
After speaking, Hitori waited for Toru's judgment, only to find that he said nothing at all.
It was over...
Kitahara-kun was angry.
Toru rested his chin on his right hand, wondering what exactly Hitori had eaten growing up.
They were all incredibly beautiful, so why were Kita and Nijika so pitifully small? Although, being small was cute too.
"I am sorry."
Hitori continued to bend over, her forehead nearly touching the ground.
"It is fine, do not worry about it."
Toru was not actually used to people apologizing to him with a dogeza. If Hitori had not stubbornly insisted on doing it, he would not have forced the issue.
"...Mm."
Ugh, Kitahara-kun really is so kind.
I love him~
Hitori stood up from the floor and brushed the dust off her clothes.
Before she could relax for long, she heard Toru's voice: "Even though that was my first kiss, because the person I kissed was Hitori, it is hard for me to be angry."
Hitori's heart instantly leaped into her throat.
She was the only one who knew.
The time in the taxi was not his first kiss at all...
Toru's first kiss had long ago been stolen by her back in the spring.
Thinking of this, Hitori guiltily looked away.
Then, she began to ponder the second half of Toru's statement...
What did that mean?
"However, since it was an act committed against my subjective will, then besides an apology..."
A mischievous smile played on the corners of Toru's mouth: "How does Hitori plan to compensate me?"
"Ah...?"
Hitori was dumbfounded once again.
So apologies did not work? Generally speaking, after a dogeza, the criminal receives everyone's forgiveness; after all, that is how it works on TV...
Those officials who make mistakes do not even need to do a dogeza; they just need to bend over to show a bit of that "craftsman spirit" of bowing.
"I, I do not have any money."
"That is okay, you can compensate me with your body," Toru said jokingly.
There was no special meaning behind those words.
Toru just wanted to tease her a bit and give her a small lesson. Otherwise, if she kept taking advantage of him every day without daring to make a change, she would surely become a total loser in the future... much like Hiroi Kikuri.
"Do you... really want it?"
Hitori lowered her head. After fidgeting for a few seconds, she cautiously unzipped her pink tracksuit and moved a little closer, her face flushing red.
She had been worrying about not having a chance to "Netflix and chill."
She never expected Toru to deliver himself right to her door.
"!!" Toru.
In an instant, the roles of the hunter and the prey reversed.
Now it was Toru's turn to be afraid.
Wait, I was joking!
As Hitori's two strawberry puddings drew closer and closer, Toru could even faintly smell a sweet, milky fragrance.
His vision was quickly blocked, leaving nothing but Hitori's bursting chest.
Maybe I should just give in to her?
In any case, Hitori was a near-perfect existence as a wife. Aside from not being good with children, she was great at cooking and housework.
Well, a girl does not necessarily have to be as perfect as Nijika.
"Do you... want to try touching them?"
Hitori plucked up her courage and grabbed Toru's right hand, lifting it and bringing it close to her chest.
In the past simulations, whenever she did this, Toru would transform into a demon of desire, pinning her down on the bed and making her so comfortable her eyes would roll back.
Under her guidance, Toru's hand moved closer and closer, soon climbing onto her snowy peaks. With a slight bit of pressure, his five fingers sank in.
The strawberry puddings he had touched countless times in the simulation were finally felt in reality.
"Does it feel good...?"
Hitori bit her lip, proactively pressing closer as her face turned red. Her chest felt a bit tingly under his kneading, causing her legs to go weak, and she soon fell into Toru's embrace.
I will seduce him just like this and take it to the final step.
As long as I have his body, Ryo-san, Kita-chan, and Nijika-chan will not matter at all.
'Strange, why did Hitori suddenly become so brave?'
The kneading motion of Toru's hand slowed for a few seconds.
Should I really choose to date her?
Give up on the harem route and grow old with Hitori.
That is not very... right?
No, no, the girl is being so proactive, why be a coward?
What is wrong with Hitori?
Let this story end right here and jump straight into a single-heroine pure love route!
Having made up his mind, Toru looked down at Hitori's beautiful face, which looked soft enough to squeeze water out of. Without any psychological burden, he kissed her lips while his other hand reached deep into her tracksuit to undo the young girl's final barrier.
Like dry wood meeting a blazing fire, the man and woman quickly became entangled.
Because they had practiced countless times in the simulation, both Toru and Hitori knew each other's bodies perfectly, making it easy to spark one another's desire.
But just as Toru took off his jacket, prepared to go all the way, he suddenly remembered that this was a karaoke booth.
At the same time, the notification sound to renew their time rang out in the room.
"Dear guest, would you like to add more time?"
Only then did Hitori emerge from the depths of desire. She breathed out a charmingly labored breath, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped away the blood that had accidentally trickled out from a broken lip during the kiss.
The kiss had been so intense she hadn't even realized she was bleeding.
"Husband, do you want to continue?"
"Never mind."
Toru shook his head. Settling things in a place like this for the first time would be irresponsible toward the girl. "Wait, what did you just call me?"
"Ah... it was nothing. You must have misheard," Hitori played dumb.
Because of the simulation memories combined with the recent intimacy, she had accidentally let the wrong name slip.
But she could not admit to such a thing.
The Love Simulator was her greatest secret.
She could not possibly tell Toru until they were married.
"Fine."
Toru did not think he had misheard...
The tone Hitori used just now was exactly the same as when they were married in the simulation.
Could there be details about the simulator that I do not know?
For example, is part of the memory shared?
A few minutes later, the two of them finished dressing and left the karaoke bar together.
Walking down the street, Hitori tilted her head to look at his face and whispered: "Kitahara-kun, those things just now were only an apology... please do not misunderstand."
"Hitori, let's go to your house right now."
"Ah?"