"Soyo, what are you trying to do?"
At this moment, Kamijou Mutsuki also noticed Soyo's actions, and an uneasy feeling rose in his heart.
"Mutsuki-kun,"
Perhaps because she felt everything was already under her control, Soyo couldn't help but smile.
"I think you don't understand at all~"
"Understand what?"
Kamijou Mutsuki realized that something about Soyo right now felt off.
"If you want to understand, I can teach you~"
At this moment, the girl could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart. She directly pushed Kamijou Mutsuki down onto the bed.
Looking at the girl straddling him, Kamijou Mutsuki could only think…
This escalated really suddenly!
"Soyo, I think you should calm down."
Considering his current physical condition, Kamijou Mutsuki felt that resisting would probably be difficult.
"Calm down?"
The girl tilted her head slightly, a smile on her face.
"I think I'm very calm!"
"At least tonight… you belong to me!"
Soyo gently touched Kamijou Mutsuki's cheek, the emotions she had been suppressing completely bursting out.
So it turned out… she had already felt that way about him…
But realizing it now wasn't too late.
"Um… Sakiko is still right there."
Seeing this, Kamijou Mutsuki could only bring up Sakiko, hoping to change Soyo's mind.
"Saki-chan?"
Unexpectedly, hearing Sakiko's name only seemed to make Soyo even more excited.
"It's better because Saki-chan is here…"
Perhaps it was just an illusion, but the smile on Soyo's face now carried a faintly alluring charm. Then, the girl lowered her body.
"Mm~"
It wasn't as if Soyo had never kissed Kamijou Mutsuki before.
It was just that, during that emotionally driven kiss in the haunted house, all she could feel was excitement and nervousness—she had no state of mind to savor it carefully.
And now, she finally understood why people could become so obsessed with this simple contact of mucous membranes.
This sense of satisfaction and fullness felt as if her soul was blending together with the boy beneath her.
The girl felt a bit of regret—why had she only discovered this now?
Had Mutsuki always been able to feel this?
Soyo suddenly felt a hint of jealousy toward her friend.
She lingered on Kamijou Mutsuki's body and his kiss like this, until she was slightly out of breath, before reluctantly straightening up.
"Haa… haa…"
Even this level of contact was somewhat too stimulating for her.
Her cheeks flushed red as she breathed lightly, adjusting her thoughts.
"Mutsuki-kun,"
She looked at the boy beneath her and softly asked,
"Have you ever kissed Saki-chan?"
"Probably not?"
Subjectively, no—but if accidents counted, that would be another matter.
Hearing Kamijou Mutsuki's somewhat uncertain answer, Soyo's brow twitched slightly, but soon relaxed.
"There are some things Mutsuki-kun hasn't done with Saki-chan, right?"
Soyo's hand moved to his chest as she asked this.
"Soyo, I think you'd better not be too impulsive."
Wait, seriously?
Although there had been some ambiguity between Kamijou Mutsuki and Soyo before, Soyo had always kept a certain distance from him.
How did things suddenly develop into this?
"Mutsuki-kun,"
However, Soyo paid no attention to his words at all.
"Your first time won't be with Sakiko—it'll be with me, Soyo~"
Looking at Sakiko, who was sleeping beside them, Soyo's excitement became hard to contain.
Just thinking about doing whatever she wanted to Kamijou Mutsuki—to the person she loved—right in front of Sakiko…
This taboo thrill of going against Sakiko made Soyo feel incredibly exhilarated.
Her persistence and feelings had been met with coldness, yet Sakiko treated Misumi Uika with such gentleness…
The grievance and dissatisfaction in the girl's heart now felt as if they were being completely vented.
Saki-chan, how do you feel right now?
How does it feel?
Oh, right—sleeping Sakiko doesn't feel anything.
But if Sakiko were actually awake, Soyo probably wouldn't have had the courage to go this far.
So, that was why she had just felt that it was such a coincidence—Sakiko had fallen asleep at exactly this moment.
"Soyo, even if we leave Sakiko aside, you should think about Mutsumi."
Although Kamijou Mutsuki had always been honest about his own desires, the current situation was clearly a bit off.
"Mutsu-chan…"
Hearing Kamijou Mutsuki's words, Soyo's expression finally stiffened slightly.
Unlike with Sakiko, even though there had been quite a few misunderstandings between them, she didn't want to hurt this friend of hers.
But… she had already gone this far.
Stopping just like this—wasn't that a bit too much to ask of her?
Besides, since there was already Sayaka, it shouldn't matter if there was one more, right?
And Soyo had to consider that this might be the only chance she would ever have in her life!
"…I'm not here to break this family—I'm here to join it!"
Soyo looked down at Kamijou Mutsuki beneath her, her expression firm.
"Mutsu-chan will understand me!"
After saying that, to avoid any complications, Soyo began pulling at Kamijou Mutsuki's clothes.
Wait—this direct?!
And then, at this critical moment…
"Click~"
The sound of a door unlocking.
"Bang~"
Then, the bedroom door was kicked open rather roughly from the outside.
Soyo, who was sitting on top of Kamijou Mutsuki, was startled by the sudden commotion.
Turning her head, she saw Wakaba Mutsumi standing under the light, expressionless.
"Soyo,"
Looking at the scene in the bedroom, even Wakaba Mutsumi couldn't help but frown.
"What are you trying to do?"
What was Soyo trying to do to Mutsuki?!
If she had arrived even a little later…
Wakaba Mutsumi felt a bit relieved—she was glad she had trusted her intuition.
"Mutsu-chan, listen to my explanation."
Soyo had not expected this situation at all and couldn't help but feel flustered.
"It's not what you think…"
But Wakaba Mutsumi had no intention of continuing the conversation.
"Mutsuki, don't be afraid—I'm here!"
She first reassured Kamijou Mutsuki, then directly pulled him out from under Soyo.
"Mutsu-chan…"
Although Soyo was strong, she didn't seem to be a match for Wakaba Mutsumi.
Combined with her guilty conscience, she was quickly subdued.
Mutsumi somehow produced a nylon rope from who-knows-where and tied her up on the spot.
"Mutsu-chan, why are you here?"
Seeing the crisis resolved, Kamijou Mutsuki let out a slight sigh of relief.
He didn't dislike Soyo, and when it came to certain things, he usually went with the flow—but today, Soyo was clearly not quite right.
"I suddenly had a bad feeling, so I came over."
A girl's intuition could really be unreasonable like that.
"Then we should—"
Kamijou Mutsuki was about to get off the bed, but just as he moved, he was pressed back down by Wakaba Mutsumi.
"Mutsuki,"
Like Soyo just now, Wakaba Mutsumi sat on top of Kamijou Mutsuki, a faint, unnatural blush on her face.
"Now it's my turn!"
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