Akira had called Yukinoshita Yukino.
Not long after, Yukinoshita Yukino picked up.
"I heard what Yui said....So, your choice is to accept her? Or reject her? Or… you don't know how to refuse her?" Yukino's tone carried a hint of exasperation.
"Yukino, you guessed it right," Akira replied with an awkward smile, walking toward Sakurasou.
"...Don't you know how to refuse?" Yukino's voice sounded helpless.
"She's had already experience heart-broken once before, and I don't want to hurt her again...so I gave her a chance," Akira answered truthfully, even though he know he didn't have the right to say it.
"What opportunity?" Yukino sighed.
"She has the chance to become an idol. I'll buy an idol agency in the future. For now, I can only let her go to Flash Animation, with her singing skills and she can perform the opening or ending themes song of the anime. If she's interested in voice acting, I'll enroll her to a more professional voice acting school," Akira explained carefully.
Yumiko Miura has the potential to be an idol and a voice actor, or she could pursue both.
The difference was that idols had to stand on stage, while voice actors could remain more low-key.
"...I understand. I'll arrange it," Yukino said after a moment of silence.
"Just give her a chance. She said she wanted to prove herself with her own strength," Akira reminded her softly.
"...If she truly has that ability, I'll forgive your poor judgment," Yukino's voice was very low, tinged with a rare softness.
"Thank you, my lovely fiancée," Akira said with a grin.
"You're such a bad guy," Yukino replied shyly.
"Well, I am the worst," Akira admitted without refuting.
...
Back at Sakurasou,
Akira did not see Shizuka Hiratsuka, but instead found Saki Kawasaki standing dazed.
"Still getting used to high heels?" Akira asked.
"Ah…yes," Saki replied, coming back to her senses.
"Anything else? Something you want to say?" Akira looked at her.
"For the cake… thank you," Saki whispered softly.
Akira smiled and stepped closer. Saki turned slightly flustered and averted her gaze.
"Whether ypu become an assistant or secretary, I don't mind. The position you can hold depends on your efforts now, but don't overwork yourself and exhaust yourself like before, understand?" Akira said gently.
"I… I know. My current work is simple, and I won't be like before," Saki replied, her cheeks tinged with red.
"Come on, my little maid," Akira said, stretching out his hand and patting her head.
Then he headed upstairs.
While, Saki watched his back, listening to the footsteps retreat.
"...Good night," she murmured softly.
.....
Akira opened the door, changed his shoes at the entrance, and entered the living room, but Yuigahama Yui was not there.
As He peeked into his room and open the door to see — her wearing a shirt, focused on the computer.
"..Akira-kun, what's wrong?" Yui asked, turning at the sound of the door.
"My little fool has become smart," Akira said, not answering her question directly, and walked into the room.
"I… I don't want to hide it from Yukino," Yui confessed, lowering her head.
"I'm not blaming you, but I really think you've grown smarter," Akira said, moving in front of her and placing a hand on her head.
"I… I've always been smart, but you just didn't notice," Yui said, standing up.
"Are you going to apologize?"
Only then did Akira notice that the shirt she wore was his.
Though oversized, it seemed a little small as she stood. Yui blushed silently.
"...My first thought was to take a picture of you like this and send it to Yukino," Akira said casually, as he slowly took his seat in the chair.
"Akira-kun!!" Yui's face turned even redder.
"But Yukino likes to get jealous, so let's forget it," he said, while pulling her into his arms.
"If… if you're angry, you can hit me," Yui murmured softly.
"You know I won't hit you," Akira replied, one hand wandering slightly, as he placed them on her chest.
"Akira-kun…" Yui leaned into his embrace, looking up with a hint of expectation in her eyes.
Seeing this, Akira lowered his head.
Yui closed her eyes, responding gently.
It was a kiss that spoke of longing, of need, of a tension that had been building for far too long.
Akira's hands slid down her back, his touch firm yet gentle, as if he were afraid she might shatter under his grasp.
His fingers found the curve of her ass, gripping it tightly, pulling her closer against him.
Yui cheek turn red as she moaned in his mouth, a soft, breathy sound that vibrated against his lips. "Mhmmm," she hummed, her body melting into his, her hands clutching at the fabric of his shirt.
The kiss deepened, their tongues tangling in a dance that was both familiar and exhilarating.
Akira's taste was intoxicating, a mix of mint and something uniquely him, something that made her knees weak.
Breaking the kiss, Yui tilted her head back, exposing the delicate curve of her neck.
Her breath came in shallow gasps, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Akira's lips followed the line of her throat, his kisses soft and reverent, each one sending shivers down her spine.
His lips sliding gently against her skin, a sensation that made her moan again, this time softer, more breathless.
"Akira," she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes fluttering closed as his lips continued their journey, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake.
The room seemed to shrink around them, the dim light casting long shadows that danced on the walls.
"Haa.. Haa"
The only sounds were their ragged breaths and the soft rustle of fabric as they moved against each other.
Yui's hands found his shoulders, her fingers digging into the muscle there, anchoring herself to him as if she were afraid he might disappear.
Akira's hands moved up her back, his touch sending sparks of pleasure through her, his kisses growing more urgent, more demanding.
But then, just as suddenly as it had begun, the intensity softened.
Yui's eyes opened, her gaze meeting his, and in that moment, something shifted.
Her cheeks flushed a deep red, and she took a step back, her hands falling to her sides.
"You sure?" He whispered, his voice unique mix of desire.
Akira's expression was calm, his gentle eyes searching hers as if looking for an answer she wasn't sure she could give.
"Yes… please let me do it," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper, her heart pounding in her chest.
Akira's gaze softened, and he nodded, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek. "Yui," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion, "are you sure?" he asked again.
She nodded again, her eyes never leaving his, her determination warring with her nerves.
Slowly, she dropped to her knees, the carpet soft beneath her, her hands trembling as she reached for the button of his pants.
While, he stood their calmly watching her.
Her fingers fumbled, her breath catching in her throat as she unzipped them, the sound loud in the silence of the room.
zzzzzip!
With a deep breath, she pulled his pants down, her eyes widening as his thick, throbbing cock came into view.
It was larger than before, the veins pulsing beneath the skin, the head glistening with pre-cum.
Her mouth get watery, her heart racing as she took a moment to gather herself.
Akira's gaze was intense, his breath coming in short gasps as he watched her, his hand resting on her head.
Steeling herself, Yui reached out, her hands wrapping around his shaft.
Her touch was gentle, almost reverent, as she began to stroke him, her thumbs brushing against the sensitive skin.
Akira groaned, his head falling back slightly, his eyes closing as he savored the sensation. "Fuck, Yui," he muttered, his voice rough with desire.
Her tongue darted out, licking a stripe up the underside of his cock, from the base to the tip.
The taste of him was salty and musky, and she moaned softly, her lips parting as she took the head into her mouth.
She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip, her hands continuing to stroke him in rhythm.
Akira's hands tangled in her hair, his grip firm but not rough, his hips bucking slightly as he thrust into her mouth.
Yui's eyes fluttered closed as she deepened the suction, her throat relaxing as she took more of him.
She hummed softly, the vibration sending waves of pleasure through him.
But then, suddenly, she gagged, her throat constricting around his length.
"Cough, cough," she spluttered, pulling back slightly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and shame.
"Don't push yourself," Akira murmured, his voice thick with concern, his hands gentling in her hair.
She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps as she slowed down, her movements becoming more deliberate, more gentle.
Her lips slid up and down his shaft, her tongue tracing patterns on the sensitive skin, her hands working in tandem with her mouth.
Akira's groans grew louder, his body tensing as he neared the edge, his hands tightening in her hair, his hips thrusting into her mouth.
She moaned around him, her eyes closing as she focused on the task at hand, her mouth moving in rhythm with his, wetting his dick with her saliva.
The sound of their flesh meeting, the wetness of her mouth, the scent of their desire filled the room, creating an atmosphere that was both intimate and raw.
"Yui," he warned, his voice a low growl, his body on the brink.
She opened her eyes, her eyes were turning moist, as she meet his gaze, her expression a mix of determination and desire.
With a final, deep thrust, he came, his hot load spilling into her mouth.
She swallowed obediently, her throat working as she took it all, her eyes never leaving his.
The moment stretched between them, heavy with unspoken words and unresolved tension.
Yui pulled back, sitting on her legs, her breath coming in short gasps, his cum glistening on her lips.
Akira's gaze was intense, his expression a mix of satisfaction and something deeper, something she couldn't quite read.
The air in the room seemed to vibrate with the weight of the moment, the silence loud and uncomfortable.
Yui's hand came up to wipe her mouth, her cheeks flushing as she averted her gaze.
"Yui," Akira murmured, his voice soft, his hand reaching out to tilt her chin up.
Their eyes met, and in that moment, the tension was palpable.
"Lets wash up..." Akira said, gently, calmly as he pick her up, princess carry and started walking towards the bathroom.
"Mhm" Yui nodded, burying her face in his chest as she thought about what she did, her blushed, her face and ears both turning a shade of red.
...
After sometime, in Akira's room,
Yui's blush hadn't faded.
"You really became a little fool just now," Akira whispered from behind, hugging her.
"Akira-kun, you're the worst," Yui said, turning away and glaring.
"Don't tell Yukino. When the time is right, I'll make Yukino become a little fool like you," he whispered, as lips touching her cheeks.
"I won't tell her. How could I possibly tell Yukino something like that?" Yui said, embarrassed as she felt his hands pressing against her back.
"....I'm really looking forward to seeing Yukino-chan turned into a little fool."
"Akira-kun, I'll make sure Yukinon stays on guard," Yui replied, firmly.
"Yui, you still don't understand Yukino. She can be bold sometimes."
"Really? What would Yukinon do?" Yui asked, curious.
Akira whispered something in her ear. Yui blushed furiously.
Could Yukino really do something like that? Shouldn't I…
But that kind of thing…
Akira watched Yui's changing expression without revealing the truth.
Yukino wouldn't do such a thing, but Yui's imagination will definitely run wild.
If she thought about it more, she might accept something similar next time, just like Akira's earlier white lie to Yukino.
That lie had made Yukino believe she could do something like Yui could.
No matter how close the two were, they would never reveal such things, meaning Akira's lie was safe.
By the time it came out, their children would likely be in school.
"Akira-kun, what about Yumiko and Hina?" Yui asked suddenly.
"I want Yumiko to become an idol....As for Ebina-san, their is nothing between us," Akira explained lightly.
Yui hesitated for a moment, then guessed aloud:
"...I think Hina likes Akira-kun too."
"I know. But Ebina-san is different from Yumiko. She's smart enough not to stay with me just because she likes me," Akira said, softly.
.....
Early morning in the park,
Akira looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka.
"Hiratsuka-sensei, if you were in my position, could you make a girl sad twice?" he asked, suddenly.
"You're just making excuses," Shizuka snorted coldly, turning away.
She admitted that if she were in Akira's place, she might make the same choice.
However, from an outside perspective, Akira was truly cruel. No matter how many reasons he had, it didn't change that he was terrible.
Akira didn't deny it, just sighed.
"I hope one day you'll understand me, Hiratsuka-sensei."
"I'll never understand. For a student like you, all I want to do is beat you up," Shizuka muttered, clenching her fists.
.....
After a morning run,
They returned to Sakurasou.
Akira woke Yui, helped her into her school uniform, and they went downstairs together.
Saki Kawasaki had already prepared breakfast and a bento for each person.
Everyone sat in the yard and ate together.
This had become a daily routine.
After breakfast, Shizuka Hiratsuka drove Kawasaki Kyoka to school.
While, Akira, Yui and Saki walked school together—
Akira held Yui's small hand as they walked, not caring about Saki's lingering thoughts.
While, Yui glanced back at Saki occasionally, and the subtle tension continued until they reached Sobu High School's gate.
Unlike before, Yumiko Miura and Hina Ebina were waiting there.
When Yumiko saw Akira, her face turned red but after seeing Yui, her expression became more complicated.
While, Yui smiled innocently, unaware.
"Yumiko, Hina, good morning," Yui greeted, slowly letting go of Akira's hand and stepping in front of her friends.
"Good morning, Yui," Hina smiled warmly.
"Yui, good morning…" Yumiko whispered.
"Have you prepared a lunch box for me?" Akira asked in a quiet voice as he walked towards Yumiko.
"...Yes," Yumiko whisper, nervously glancing at Yui, and lowered her head.
"My lunch box is prepared by Kawasaki, so you don't have to make one for me," Akira reminded.
"I… I'm sorry, I just…" Yumiko's eyes dimmed, her expression carring some disappointment.
"Normally, I couldn't finish two lunch boxes myself...luckily, I ate less this morning, so you can give it to me at lunch break," Akira added.
"I… I understand," Yumiko's face brightened at the reassurance.
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