It wasn't quite dinnertime yet, a bit too early for a full meal, so having a drink to tide them over was just right.
Ichika elegantly held the cock in her mouth, sipping gently. A stray lock of hair slipped from behind her ear to the front, forcing her to free a hand to tuck it back.
"Do you usually drink milk, Ichika-san?" Shuichi leaned against the sofa back. Seeing her hair misbehaving again, he helped her tidy it, his hand naturally stroking her cheek afterward.
"Occasionally..." Ichika replied ambiguously.
"Some people indeed don't like the taste of milk. If you're not used to it, Ichika-san, you don't have to force yourself to finish it."
Shuichi sat with his legs spread, gazing at her intently. Just as Sumire had said, Ichika looked elegant and moving no matter what she did, possessing an indescribable beauty.
Ichika released the cock, looked up, and smiled faintly. "It's alright, not really forcing myself."
"Mm, that's good. But why did you suddenly call the President Tsuki-chan? Since when did you become so close?" Shuichi had found it strange earlier.
"When I came back from Sumire-chan's house yesterday, she sat with me here for a while." Ichika explained simply, lowering her head slightly to take the cock back into her mouth and sucking gently.
"Here? The second floor?" Shuichi raised an eyebrow. No wonder Ichika made such a request today; it seemed she had been influenced by Tsuki.
I wonder what the President said to her...
"Mm..." Ichika nodded slowly.
If it was on the second floor, didn't that mean the President had also been open and honest with Ichika? That girl sure knew how to seize opportunities; she didn't stay idle while he was away last night.
But this highlighted just how useless Sumire was. How many days had the President known Ichika? Their real interactions could be counted on one hand, right?
The time they bumped into each other while playing on the balcony didn't even involve conversation.
Then privately explaining to Ichika behind his back was their first meaningful contact. After that came yesterday, accompanying Ichika together with him.
And then last night...
Thinking about it this way, the President was much more formidable than him! Shuichi's eyelids twitched. These Akiyama sisters were toxic.
The clumsy Class Rep went to the beauty salon once and easily won the Ogawa sisters' favor, becoming more popular than him.
As the older sister, the President was no less impressive.
"What are you thinking about? So serious."
Seeing his focused look, Ichika looked up, idly toying with the cock, and asked curiously.
"Nothing. Ichika-san seemed reluctant to interact much with the President before. Why suddenly..."
Shuichi stared blankly at her rosy lips, somewhat mesmerized, and couldn't help but reach out to touch them.
"Who knows? Before I knew it, I felt that many things weren't so scary. Besides, Tsuki-chan is much braver than me in similar situations. I kind of envy her."
Ichika didn't mind his action and even actively sucked on his finger.
For some reason, Shuichi felt she looked even more alluring like this than when sucking his cock just now.
"Ichika-san doesn't need to belittle herself. Everyone's experiences and situations are different, so it's normal to have different coping mechanisms."
Feeling he was being rude, Shuichi withdrew his finger and didn't disturb her anymore.
"Mm..." Ichika didn't say much, just continued sucking the cock and nodded gently.
"Nagase-sensei has been longing to come over. Depending on the situation, I might bring her these days. What do you think, Ichika-san?"
Shuichi touched the back of her hand, then stroked up her arm all the way to her snowy shoulder, then slid down to her side.
"If Shuichi-kun thinks the timing is right, then it's fine. I trust Shuichi-kun's judgment." Ichika trusted him as always. Weighing this heavy trust, Shuichi didn't dare act recklessly and planned to properly assess Sumire's current psychological preparedness tomorrow.
Watching Ichika sucking, Shuichi suddenly remembered something and quickly picked up his phone from the sofa beside him to send a message to An.
[Dinner will be a little late today. I'll message you later, Class Rep.]
[? Okay...]
An's reply seemed unhappy. Shuichi could almost see the little idiot pouting.
Evening time always passed quickly. The lingering sunlight vanished in a flash, and the second floor of the flower shop, which had decent lighting not long ago, became much dimmer.
Having sat for a long time, Shuichi felt a bit stiff. He couldn't help but move his waist slightly, straightening up a bit, spreading his arms along the sofa back, and exhaling a long breath.
Ichika finished her drink, released the cock, got up to pull a tissue from the coffee table, wiped her mouth elegantly, and sat back on the sofa.
"Shuichi-kun has been with me for quite a while. It should be time to go back for dinner, right?"
Shuichi touched her smooth thigh. "Do you need me to come back and chat with you tonight, Ichika-san?"
"Taking up a little of Shuichi-kun's time a day is enough. Too much would affect your time with Tsuki-chan, right?" Ichika crumpled the tissue into a ball.
"Then I'll stay with Ichika-san a little longer. There's still some time before dinner." Saying that, Shuichi lazily lay directly on her lap.
"A lap pillow?" Ichika smiled and stroked his head.
Shuichi turned his head and kissed her abdomen lightly. "Does Ichika-san still want to go for a walk outside? Like last time."
Ichika was tempted but shook her head to refuse. "Forget it. It's getting chilly. I'm fine, but it wouldn't be good if Shuichi-kun caught a cold because of me."
As she shook her head, the hair in front of her swayed along, brushing against Shuichi's face, tickling him.
"Then let's find a chance to go to the beach later. When Nagase-sensei gets used to it, we can all go together." Shuichi gently soothed Ichika's heart.
"Okay." Ichika felt moved, nodded slightly, and put her nipple in his mouth.
...
After leaving the flower shop, it was getting late. Shuichi returned to the second floor of the management office and sent a message. Not long after, the little idiot came to deliver food.
Unsurprisingly, she looked a bit unhappy.
Shuichi hugged her waist. "What's wrong? Just a little late, and you're starving?"
An lay on his chest, looking up with her small face, blinking her eyes, looking aggrieved.
"Want a lollipop?" Seeing her cute appearance, Shuichi couldn't help asking.
"Huh? Can I? I already had one today." An's small face instantly changed to a look of pleasant surprise.
"Mm, no problem. But you have to brush your teeth properly tonight." Shuichi said, taking a lollipop from his pocket, putting it into the little idiot's mouth, and watching her suck and practice.
After watching for a while, Shuichi couldn't help it anymore. "I want to taste it too."
"Mmh." Hearing this, An took out the lollipop and held it to his lips.
But Shuichi shook his head. "I'll eat from here."
Saying that, he lowered his head and kissed the little idiot's tender, soft lips. The sweet taste instantly made him happy.
After a while, he raised his head. An blinked and asked, "Is it tasty?"
"Mm, tasty." Shuichi smiled and rubbed her cheek; it felt great.
An also licked her lips, then narrowed her eyes and smiled. "It's sweet."
"Let's go eat first. Snacks after dinner." Shuichi said, pulling her to the dining table, then holding her on his lap.
The two fed each other mouthful by mouthful.
"I talked to Haruka-san from the fashion design studio and ordered clothes for you, your sister, and Mrs. Akiyama. When you have time, just go directly to get measured. You can communicate with Haruka-san yourself about what kind of clothes you like. If we start making them now, you'll have beautiful new clothes to wear when winter comes."
Shuichi rubbed the little idiot's bulging tummy and kissed her hair.
"New clothes?" An instantly became happy.
"Mm, and they are custom-made, different from mass-produced ones in stores. Unique." Shuichi pinched her small cheek.
"Wow~" An's eyes sparkled immediately. "But fashion design shop? Where is it?"
"..." Shuichi was dumbfounded. This little idiot was truly a foodie. Haruka had moved here for so long, and she hadn't noticed?
But maybe she was just too busy staying in the shop every day.
"It's the shop next to the gym. Haruka-san moved here not long ago and hasn't opened yet."
"Oh, oh. What's her surname?" An realized.
"Her surname is Igawa, but you can just call her Haruka-san like me." Shuichi patted her little head. "Alright, that's all. Go back and help your mom."
"I want to stay a little longer. Finally got a chance to slack off." An whined, refusing to leave his embrace, her petite body wriggling constantly.
Shuichi's eyelid twitched, and he patted her little bottom. "If you move around like this, I'm going to do strange things to you."
"What strange things?" Hearing this, An perked up instead.
"..." Shuichi looked at her curious big eyes and couldn't help swallowing. "Like what your sister said—tricking you into the room to do strange things."
"Is that so?" An's small face suddenly became serious. Dad tricked Mom into doing strange things back then too. If Shuichi-kun did the same, wouldn't she be one step closer to success?
Thinking this, her eyes suddenly sparkled. "Teach me!"
"..." Seeing her eager look, Shuichi found it hard to resist. Who could endure this?
"Quick, let's go into the bedroom and teach me." An was even more impatient than him because she couldn't stay too long, or her mom would definitely come to catch her.
Dragged by the foolish girl, Shuichi followed her into the bedroom with mixed feelings of struggle.
"What do we do?" An didn't know exactly what to do, so she could only urge him.
Shuichi didn't answer but closed the curtains first, then came back and lowered his head to sniff gently at the girl's neck.
"I wanted to say just now, you seem to have showered right after coming back today?"
"Mm, because I was busy all day at the school festival and sweated. It's not good to serve customers in the shop like that, so I showered right after coming back. I wanted to take a bath, but Mom wouldn't let me. Sigh..."
The foolish girl was very regretful.
"I think you just wanted to use the bath as an excuse to slack off, right?" Shuichi kissed her lightly with amusement.
An didn't know he had already started doing strange things, only feeling a bit ticklish and subconsciously shrinking her neck.
After kissing for a while, Shuichi led her to the desk, sat on the swivel office chair himself, and had An sit on the edge of the desk facing him.
"What is this for?" An looked at him strangely, her small feet resting on his legs.
"Do you still remember the knowledge from health class? You passed, right?" Shuichi said, reaching for the hem of her skirt.
An suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. "I don't know why, but Sister didn't have high requirements for my health class, just passing was enough. I asked her about many things I didn't understand, but she wouldn't teach me, just told me to memorize them."
"I see..." Shuichi understood. Tsuki had cut off access to information directly, keeping the little idiot away from all boys.
"Do Shuichi-kun want today's panda panties? I've already changed them. Do I need to go get them?" Seeing him helping her undress, An asked curiously.
"..." Shuichi had black lines all over his head. "No, and no need to go. I just want to review health knowledge with the Class Rep."
An didn't mind, letting him do whatever. Anyway, he had helped her dress in the beauty salon before.
Shuichi held her two tender white legs with both hands, staring intently and praising, "Class Rep is indeed very cute."
"Mm... I am very cute." An nodded seriously, blinked, and curiously watched his face getting closer.
His hands moved from her calves all the way up to her thighs, then hugged her waist...
...
"Why were you gone for so long? There are no customers anymore. You definitely slacked off on purpose and only came back now, right?"
Mrs. Akiyama stood with her hands on her hips dissatisfied, looking at her lazy little daughter, and said grumpily:
"Mom was so busy spinning around alone. Stupid daughter is so thoughtless. I'm so pitiful..."
An ignored her complaints, her flushed little face full of excitement. "I went to the bedroom with Shuichi-kun to do strange things. Hehe, isn't it earlier than Mom and Dad back then?"
"Strange things?" Mrs. Akiyama paused, looked at her foolish daughter suspiciously, and casually patted her little head. "Alright, Mom knows. Go work quickly."
"Really! You don't believe me again!" An slapped her hand away angrily.
"Then tell me, what did you do?" Mrs. Akiyama said helplessly.
"Reviewed health knowledge." An answered seriously.
"..." Mrs. Akiyama looked at her daughter with pity, hugged her head, and sighed. "What to do? Being this stupid."
"Really strange things! Shuichi-kun admitted it!" An puffed up her cheeks and pushed her away dissatisfied.
"Is that so?"
Mrs. Akiyama couldn't help but believe a little, and then... clapped her hands, encouraging with a surprised tone:
"Then it seems An-chan is about to succeed. Good job. Now just keep up the good work, strive to improve your cooking skills, and you can easily win~"
"..." An looked at her suspiciously. "I feel like you still don't believe me, Mom."
"Why wouldn't I believe? I still trust Shuichi-kun's words." Mrs. Akiyama said seriously.
"Then you still don't believe me?" An felt discouraged immediately. She had clearly done it.
Mrs. Akiyama stuffed a rag into her daughter's hand without explanation. The foolish girl took it unhappily and skillfully wiped the table.
...
After having free time in the evening, Shuichi got up to go to the beauty salon to meet Fumika, but unfortunately, she went out again.
It seemed Fujiwara-san asked her to go shopping and relax together again.
"What's going on with Fujiwara-san? Why does it seem like she always has something troubling her?"
Shuichi watched Sayuki eating the lychees he brought and couldn't help asking.
"I'm not too sure either, but Yumizuki-san wasn't like this before, only recently." Sayuki sucked on the lychee in her mouth, eating with relish.
Shuichi leaned over and reached out. "Does Sayuki-san still feel uncomfortable? Do you need me to help massage you again?"
"It's okay today." Finishing one lychee, she picked up another and popped it into her mouth.
"That's good. But don't just eat lychees; eating too many will cause internal heat. Bananas are milder; you can eat more of those."
Shuichi expressed concern. Sayuki hesitated, spat out the lychee she had already put in her mouth, and did as he said. She took his cock in her mouth.
"By the way, I ordered clothes for Sayuki-san and Fumika-san. I need to measure the specific sizes later." Shuichi suddenly said.
"Didn't you measure before? Want to again?" Sayuki cast him a seductive glance, pursing her lips around the banana.
Shuichi sweated. "This time it's serious; really measuring to custom-make clothes."
"Don't tell me it's custom-made next door?" Sayuki raised an eyebrow, biting her lip lightly.
Seeing the unkind look in her eyes, Shuichi tensed up. "Well... mainly, money spent outside is better spent on our own street. I really have nothing with her."
"Hmph." Sayuki rolled her eyes at him. "No need for you to measure. I'll go find her myself tomorrow."
"If Sayuki-san wants to go, I have no objection. If you really find any problems, you can ravage me however you want when you come back." Shuichi said frankly.
Sayuki looked at him suspiciously. "Really nothing? Actually, it's fine even if there is."
"Really nothing. Her level is too high; she's not very interested in a green little boy like me." Shuichi shrugged.
"Then it seems you still have ideas..." Sayuki hmphed twice. "As expected, your energy is too vigorous."
Saying that, she suddenly head-butted him in the abdomen.
"Hiss..." Shuichi instantly gasped.
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