And the two central figures being discussed by the Haruno siblings were currently contacting each other, just as Rikuto said.
"Natsu-sis, are you really not going to have time to come over anymore?" Eita Yamano's tone was disappointed.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Little Eita, but I'm doing this for you, too. What if I get harassed again if I don't learn some self-defense? Even if I ignore him, he'll stick to me like glue. What if he tries to touch me? That would be awful. We're not together now, and you can't protect me..." The person on the other end of the phone whined.
"Also, this is our time alone. Just call me Natsuha." Natsuha Shinomiyagi scolded him in a charming, flirtatious voice.
"I'm sorry, I forgot again..." Eita Yamano scratched his head, apologizing sheepishly.
"Then accept your punishment, Eita Yamano-kun~" Natsuha Shinomiyagi's voice was full of allure. Just by listening, one could imagine how seductive the speaker was.
"Mmh, okay~" Eita Yamano was quite happy. Just hearing her voice, he was already starting to fantasize about Natsuha Shinomiyagi's body.
He was very satisfied with his childhood friend and girlfriend, Natsuha Shinomiyagi. He often fantasized about her body, imagining playing with the two huge, eye-catching mounds of soft flesh in his hands.
Unfortunately, Natsuha Shinomiyagi had so far refused any sexual activity beyond kissing. So, not only had he never "explored life" with Natsuha Shinomiyagi, but he hadn't even engaged in anything more intimate. This left him very regretful.
He didn't want to force Natsuha Shinomiyagi, so he could only wait for his favorite Natsu-sis to be ready and allow his more "excessive" actions.
"Mwah~" "Mwah~"...
The sounds of kissing came through both their phones. Natsuha Shinomiyagi's sounds were decisive, bold, and passionate. Eita Yamano's were more shy; his sounds often only came once after Natsuha Shinomiyagi's had sounded two or three times.
"Little Eita~ Be a little more decisive~" Natsuha Shinomiyagi complained. Eita Yamano's responses were always so slow and awkward, which troubled her. But he was the person she loved, so what could she do?
"Sorry, sorry. I still feel a little shy, so I always lag behind you, Natsu-sis..." Even over the phone, Eita Yamano's face was flushed. He apologized guiltily. Although he had fantasized countless times about commanding Natsuha Shinomiyagi or her actively begging for his love, those were all in his imagination.
In reality, Natsuha Shinomiyagi dominated him. He lacked the courage to object or even ask her about her life. Although Natsuha often complained, and he wanted to show concern, the words died in his throat. In the face of her reproaches and complaints, he could only use apologies to cover his helplessness.
"Why are you calling me Natsu-sis again? I told you, Natsuha, Natsuha~ And don't always apologize~" Natsuha Shinomiyagi on the other end of the phone pouted. She was quite annoyed with her boyfriend, who clearly didn't know how to interact, but she loved him too much to really scold him.
Natsuha Shinomiyagi felt that Eita Yamano didn't understand her at all. When they started dating, he was just as timid, never daring to argue. His confession must have been the peak of his courage. Even during kissing, if she ever refused, he wouldn't dare push it. She was only shy! Couldn't he be a little more assertive? Why is a boy so soft?
In the end, after Eita Yamano asked her many times, she couldn't maintain her shyness and took the initiative to kiss him, finally succeeding. And even when he did kiss her, he was completely motionless, terribly nervous. Not only were his hands still, but his mouth barely moved either. It gave her no feeling at all, and she barely experienced any joy in the relationship.
Would it kill him to be more assertive? Like that Alistair Vance beating up Masaru Ogika—just act, don't talk so much.
Speaking of which... Is Alistair Vance that forceful with his two girlfriends? He can casually knock down someone as strong as Masaru Ogika; his strength must be considerable, right? Does he pin Kasumi Haruno and Mina Morita down when he gets intimate? His strength must be so great that Kasumi Haruno and Mina Morita have no room to resist when he pins them down, right?
Ugh~ Just thinking about it turns me on a little. Being grabbed and having no way to move at all, only being pinned down by Alistair Vance to kiss, fondle, and knead. Completely unable to break free from his restraints. And in the end, having her hands clamped down, prone on the bed, like a locked-up puppy, receiving his...
"Natsu...ha? Natsuha? Why aren't you talking? Are you angry?" Seeing his girlfriend complain for only a moment before falling silent, Eita Yamano didn't dare say anything. When Natsuha remained silent, he thought she was angry and didn't dare speak until a long moment later, when he reluctantly gathered the courage to ask the question.
"Mmh-huh? No, I was just spacing out. I'm a little sleepy. Let's end the call for tonight. Good night, Little Eita."
Natsuha, suddenly interrupted, snapped back to reality. She realized what she had been thinking about and quickly made an excuse. Since Eita Yamano wouldn't dare question her, this trait of his finally became a positive asset in this situation.
"Okay. It is pretty late. Let's go to sleep then. Good night, Natsu-sis." Eita Yamano checked the time. It was indeed quite late. However, he wouldn't dare oppose Natsuha's decision anyway, so he reluctantly suppressed his questions and desired conversation, said goodnight to Natsuha, and hung up the phone.
"Ugh~ Why can't I just say it?" Eita Yamano flopped onto his bed after hanging up, annoyed at his inability to speak his mind. He was frustrated, but the words died in his throat whenever he was about to speak. He had rehearsed it countless times in his mind, even imagining Natsu-sis's—no, Natsuha's—reaction after he spoke, but when facing her and speaking, he simply couldn't open his mouth.
He wanted to show concern for Natsuha's life, but he lacked the courage. He hated this part of himself but couldn't seem to change it.
Meanwhile, on Natsuha Shinomiyagi's end.
"Good thing I managed to talk my way out of it. It doesn't matter; he won't dare ask anyway. Why is it only in situations like this that I think this trait of his is a good thing?"
Natsuha Shinomiyagi sat up, stood up, and noticed an odd sensation down below. She reached down to touch it—it was slick, and wet...
I got turned on?
Natsuha Shinomiyagi brought her hand into view. A sticky, slick, semi-transparent liquid was stringing between her fingers.
She couldn't believe it. Just casually fantasizing about Alistair Vance forcefully dominating his two girlfriends had aroused her. And, it seemed, quite significantly.
Natsuha Shinomiyagi carefully checked. Her pajama pants near her Valley of Peach Blossoms were saturated with moisture, which she found hard to accept.
It happened just from a simple fantasy? What if I imagine myself being forcefully pinned down by him? What if I were his girlfriend, pinned beneath him, pressed against a wall by him, or even positioned according to his pleasure on the kitchen table, the living room sofa, or even the stairwell... And without a condom, with my pleas being useless, forcefully injected with his color, his...
Slap!
No! What am I thinking? Why am I having these thoughts? I should be doing these things with Little Eita, not that scumbag who has two girlfriends! I should marry Little Eita and then do these things, and bear him a few babies. Yes, I should only be with Little Eita...
Natsuha Shinomiyagi snapped out of it, forcefully slapped her face, and went to the bathroom to splash cold water on her face.
The cold water rushing over her face finally calmed her down. She looked up at herself in the mirror: slender eyebrows, seductive-looking upturned eyes, purple-red pupils, a smooth, delicate nose, red lips, and a well-defined oval face—she was clearly a charming beauty, and the flush on her face only made her more appealing.
Unfortunately, no one was there to appreciate this beauty.
I need to change my pants, too. Natsuha Shinomiyagi thought, feeling the pants that were now completely soaked in fluid, covering nearly the entire area of her paradise and beyond.
No, that won't be enough. I need to take a shower to truly calm down. Changing my underwear won't help in this state.
Natsuha Shinomiyagi, holding a new pair of underwear, looked at her reflection and decided to take a shower first.