It was the same motorcycle, the same position—
This was the second time going to Michael's house, but it seemed like her feelings had changed a bit. Sitting in the back, Clara gently held his waist, one hand resting on his abdomen.
It was afternoon now. She glanced at the sun overhead, the scorching sun, and the wind blowing past her ears felt cool. Her gaze fixed on Michael's back was filled with entanglement and complexity.
Compared to yesterday's despair, Clara actually felt a sense of habit today. It had only been a day, but it seemed like she was getting used to his… bullying.
No! Impossible, how could she get used to it? It must be an illusion!
"Um," the wind howled, the girl brushed a strand of hair, and said, "Are we going to stay there tonight too, overnight?"
"What?"
The wind was too strong, Michael didn't hear what she said.
Clara moved her lips, and had to raise her voice. "I didn't go back yesterday, I want, I want to go home tonight—"
Otherwise, Mom will worry, the girl finished speaking and bit her cherry lips, anxiously watching his back, afraid that this boy would get angry.
Michael's reaction was very calm. "Don't even think about it today. Even if you want to go back tonight, I'm afraid you won't have the energy. We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Clara's expression froze. Thinking of how she was on the verge of collapse last night, the feeling of being drained of her strength and falling into a deep sleep, her cheeks flushed and she lowered her head, her eyes like water.
"Did you eat lunch?"
"No, I didn't."
Yuto-senpai invited her to have lunch together during the lunch break, but didn't you mess it up? Clara touched her stomach. "I can cook."
She didn't know why she had to add this sentence. She lowered her head again, stealing a glance at Michael before quickly retracting her gaze, focusing her attention on the supermarket's products.
Vegetables, meat, seafood, and some seasonings also had to be bought.
"I remember there's nothing in the kitchen. Do you just eat instant noodles every day?" Clara asked.
"Isn't there also takeout?"
"..."
Is this the life of a single guy? So casual.
"A lot of things need to be bought, soy sauce, seasonings, and so on."
"Then buy them."
"Ugh… I can't reach them."
Why are they placed so high? Just as she was thinking that, Michael reached out from the side and took down a bottle of soy sauce from the shelf.
"Thank you."
Just after saying thank you, Emily, who was walking in front picking and choosing, suddenly froze. Something was off. What am I doing right now? This is just like an ordinary couple shopping, the atmosphere is too strange.
This guy is clearly a bastard, how can my attitude towards him be so good?
Lost and bewildered, Emily couldn't help but glance back at Michael, but he didn't seem to notice the girl's small actions and complex feelings, his eyes twitching as he glanced at the prices.
He roughly calculated it.
Tsk, I need to find a way to get some money.
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Michael's house — —
The motorcycle was parked in the yard, the gate was not closed, the smell of oily smoke drifted out, along with the aroma of cooking food. Emily, wearing an apron, did have the feeling of a housewife.
Although she was forced to.
"Michael?"
The living room was empty, she didn't see anyone. Just as she put the fried fish and beef on the table, she saw him walking out of the bathroom, his hair wet, apparently having just taken a shower.
Noticing his exposed collarbone and skin, all places she had intimately touched before, and the shorts below, Emily nervously turned her head away.
"The food, the food is ready."
"If it's ready, then eat. You seem very nervous?" Michael noticed her reaction and grinned.
"No, I'm not."
She shook her head frantically.
"Don't worry, you have to fill your stomach before doing it, otherwise where will you get the strength," Michael sat down cross-legged, picked up the bowl, and looked up at the girl kneeling opposite him.
"The person you were talking to at noon, is that the boy you like? The second-year student named Yuto?"
He's a senior, why is there no respect in your words? Well, if he respected seniors, he wouldn't be a bad guy. Emily took a small bite of rice and nodded.
"Heh~ That person, I think he likes you too."
"..."
Seeing Emily remain silent, Michael raised the corners of his mouth and continued, "I thought he would chase after us, but in the end, he didn't do anything. Was he too discouraged?"
As expected, this person is too malicious. During lunch break, he did that to me in front of Senior Yuto... just to discourage him? Emily thought, eating her rice silently.
Looking at Emily who was still not speaking, Michael felt bored and stopped talking.
After eating, Emily knelt on the cushion, wringing her fingers. She knew what was waiting for her next. She experienced it last night, and now...
In the silent atmosphere, Emily hesitated for a moment, feeling very unnatural, and stood up, "I, I'll clean up."
"Put it down."
"Eh?"
"No need to clean up."
Michael supported himself on the floor with both hands, leaning back, "Come here."
"..."
The beautiful girl opened her mouth, put down the bowl, and slowly walked to Michael's front. Although he was looking down at her, her eyes were timid and nervous, and she didn't dare to meet his gaze.
"Take off your clothes."
The calm words stirred up ripples in her heart. Michael didn't control Emily's body, but she still reached out and unbuttoned her buttons, slowly taking off her jacket and skirt.
She's already — — getting more and more skilled, or rather, getting more and more used to it.
Clearly, she was very resistant to this behavior yesterday, but today she naturally took off her clothes. He didn't control my body, but I actually...
The girl, wearing only a bra and panties, exposed a large area of delicate white skin to the air, completely presented in front of Michael, slender and smooth thighs, delicate and smooth abdomen.
Full and perky breasts~
Michael pressed down on them, almost squeezing out water. In a few breaths, Emily turned into a puddle of water, unable to muster any strength.
This won't do. If this continues, I will gradually fall.
Emily realized that something was wrong with her. Like a domesticated pet, she was being tamed by him little by little. If this continues, she will be completely immersed.
But even knowing this, she can't refuse.
Or rather, has she already fallen?
"Woo — — Ah~"
So comfortable...
Pressed under him, her nose was filled with the boy's scent, her body stained with his smell, inside and outside her body were his marks, his shape. Emily's delicate body twisted and turned, dying and coming back to life.
? + 1
? + 1
? + 1
"Eee — —"
Not knowing that Michael was becoming more and more happy and excited because he was harvesting love energy, Emily felt that his movements were even more intense than before, making her die several times without ending.
Emily tried hard to open her eyes, vaguely staring at the boy's face that was close at hand.
She has already... completely become his shape.
"Woo — —"
009 Alice, what do you want to do?
Emily couldn't remember how many times she had died yesterday.
Anyway, she had been making love with him in the living room all afternoon, constantly immersed in the joy of ascension, unable to extricate herself. She ate a little hastily in the evening, and when she was taking a shower in the bathroom, he pressed her against the wall and did it a few more times...
He was simply a beast!
It was simply too crazy!
Emily's consciousness was hazy and not very clear when she finally returned to the bedroom. Whether that fierce beast continued to drag her to do it... she didn't know. Anyway, she slept very soundly all night.
When she woke up, the dazzling sunlight was shining in through the gap in the curtains, illuminating the cherry blossom-like hair spread out on the bedside, and under the thin cotton quilt was a crystal-clear delicate body.
The slender arms and round shoulders stretched out from the quilt were somewhat tempting, and further down were the full breasts and skin, covered with kiss marks, showing how fierce the battle was yesterday.
"Is it morning already?"
Waking up, Emily picked up her phone from the bedside. Half past seven in the morning? This is the first time she's slept so late. "There's still an hour before morning class... You — — where is he?"
Only then did I realize the space beside me was empty. I was alone in the big bed, the room silent. Lifting the covers, a glimpse of spring was revealed, but there was no one to appreciate the beautiful scene. Of course, besides the alluring spring, the traces of lovemaking were a bit exaggerated.
"Michael?"
Clutching my chest, I went out. The living room was quiet too. Sharp-eyed Emily noticed that Michael's uniform was missing. "Did he go to school?"
Lowering the hand that shielded the soft flesh of her chest, the last of her privacy was exposed. The girl looked at herself in the mirror, her delicate skin pink, her cheeks flushed, radiant.
A look of satisfaction, as if she had been well-fed.
"Is he really that confident leaving me alone at home?" Emily muttered to herself with a complicated expression. She put on her clothes and stared blankly at herself in the mirror, thinking about her moans and groans from yesterday, all sorts of embarrassing positions replaying in her mind.
The shameful scenes were unbearable, making her face hot, but soon she bit her lip in a conflicted manner, her expression flickering, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.
Wash up, go out—
"Good morning, Emily~"
As always, her old friend, Mary, slapped her shoulder, startling Emily as she stepped into the classroom. Her tense body shuddered, and she relaxed only when she saw it was her good friend.
"Good morning, Mary."
Greeting her good friend, her eyes looked towards Michael's seat, finding that he had indeed come to school early. He was lying on the desk, not knowing what he was doing, probably resting?
"Emily, where did you go yesterday afternoon?" Mary asked, pulling her friend aside to chat. "I didn't see you in the afternoon classes. Did something happen?"
"No, nothing…"
Emily was still looking at Michael because she noticed that another girl was standing in front of Michael, who was lying on the desk. A beautiful silver-haired, red-eyed girl, it was Alice, the classmate she had spoken to yesterday.
Alice, who had always been cold to boys in the class, why was she going to find Michael again? What were they saying? Emily, who pricked up her ears and wanted to listen, found that she couldn't hear.
Instead, it was Mary beside her—
"Emily? Emily?"
"Ah, I'm really fine. I just had to go home for something yesterday," Emily quickly waved her hand.
"Is that so? But I think you've been in low spirits these past two days, always absent-minded," Mary waved her hand in front of her friend's face. Emily grabbed her wrist and smiled sheepishly.
"Is that so? You must be mistaken."
"Definitely not mistaken, and… I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I always feel like Emily, you've been paying attention to Michael, often looking at him, right?"
Whoosh.
Emily's cheeks flushed red, not expecting her friend to be so perceptive. She quickly shook her head, shaking her head violently, "No, you're definitely mistaken!"
Returning to her seat, she sat upright, not daring to look in Michael's direction again, but—the faint sound of conversation coming from that side still bothered her.
While dealing with Mary, she pricked up her ears.
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[?: 8]
"I feel like my body has been drained dry," Michael lay in his arms, seemingly resting, but in reality… he was indeed resting, but at the same time he was also checking his status window.
Eight hearts, indicating that there were a total of eight times yesterday.
It doesn't sound too exaggerated, after all, they say a man can do it seven times a night, eight times is just one more, but only those who have actually experienced it know that eight times… it's really fatal!
His attributes are not yet considered numerical monsters, 10 points of physique is equivalent to the value of a normal adult man. After being overdrawn the day before yesterday, he only rested for a short day, and then came eight more times.
How should I put it, is he courting death?
But there's no way, looking at the increasing love energy, he is still very satisfied.
Should he add attributes or learn skills with these red hearts? "With my current attributes, three to four times a day won't affect my health, and five to six times at the limit is fine. It doesn't matter if my body is overdrawn, it's all for strength."
It's very fast to save up to 20 red hearts, Michael thinks he should wait.
The [Meditation] skill is very good, save up a little?.
"Hey, Michael!"
Lifting his head from his arms, he saw Alice standing in front of him with her arms crossed, staring at him with a condescending posture, "You actually ran away after lunch yesterday? Do you know that I was looking for you all yesterday?"
"Looking for me?"
Michael was weak, not even willing to lift his head, "Alice, what's the matter with looking for me?"
"You—"
Alice's face was flushed, frowning and looking at him for a long time, stammering a little shyly, "Yesterday, that, you come out and talk!"
The abnormality of her body yesterday, it's not good to talk to him about this topic in the classroom.
"Why go out, can't you say it here?"
"You're annoying, come out when I tell you to come out!" How could a girl be so gentle, especially Alice, a usually arrogant white-haired girl.
"I'm not going," Didn't you see that I'm tired now, Michael was too lazy to move, his eyes turned around Alice's delicate body twice, he wouldn't mind teasing her usually, but not today.
He was drained today.
"You, you bastard!"
The girl was exasperated, raising her voice a lot, reaching out and grabbing Michael, "You're too arrogant, come with me quickly… Huh?"
Bang!
She pinned Michael against the wall.
What's going on? My body, my body is out of control again, the same feeling as yesterday!
Although my body is weak, it doesn't mean I can't control you, Michael laughed in his heart, but pretended to be surprised on the surface, "Alice, what do you want to do?"
"Give you a little lesson, who told you to have such a bad attitude towards me!"
Not only could I not control my body, but the words that came out were also wrong.
Moreover, that scorching flame from yesterday... it appeared again!
No matter how turbulent Alice's heart was, in the eyes of others, this hot girl was straddling Michael's lap, reaching out to lift his chin, her cheeks flushed with an ambiguous atmosphere.
The classroom was quiet, everyone was stunned.
"No way, could it be that Alice and Michael are in that kind of relationship?" As soon as Mary finished speaking, she suddenly noticed something strange about her best friend, Emily. She was frowning.