Anime Crossover: Starting By Bullying Bocchi-chan in my Second Life Chapter 311: BCL - 310 Weak Sakiko: That kind of thing… is o

They walked in silence.

Kitahara Makoto held the umbrella as he and Togawa Sakiko returned ho.

"Hana, good evening."

Togawa Sakiko took out the small cake she bought on the way ho and smiled as she handed it to Hana.

The white-haired, red-eyed Hana, with her petite figure, was not only fragrant and soft, but also captivated the hearts of most girls, not just Kitahara Makoto.

"Oh, right, the air conditioner in the upstairs guest room is broken," Kitahara Makoto rembered sothing. "Togawa will probably have to sleep with tonight."

"Is it that coincidental?"

Togawa Sakiko’s eyes were suspicious.

"It really is that coincidental," Kitahara Makoto said with a calm expression, taking out his phone, finding the repair record, and handing it to Togawa Sakiko. "Togawa, see for yourself. This is the conversation I had with the repairman this morning."

"..."

Togawa Sakiko looked at the phone, quite speechless.

It turns out such coincidences really do exist in the world.

"I made the appointnt when I woke up this morning, but the master said the earliest they could send soone was tomorrow," Kitahara Makoto put away his phone. "So Togawa either sleeps with tonight, or she can only use a fan."

"..."

Next, Kitahara Makoto and Togawa Sakiko each took a bath. After washing up, they studied together by reading books.

During this period, Togawa Sakiko contacted ghost Senpai’s father and inford him about the ten-ter distance limitation. Ghost Senpai’s father surprisingly quickly ca up with a solution—

First, find the demon-like sensei’s next-door neighbor, use money to pave the way, and have them make an excuse to temporarily borrow the parking space in front of the demon-like sensei’s house.

The demon-like sensei maintains a kind persona, so he certainly wouldn’t refuse a reasonable request.

Then, park the RV in their parking space, and Kitahara Makoto and Togawa Sakiko would act from inside the RV...

In short, there are always more solutions than problems.

However, it would take ti to handle, so it probably wouldn’t be settled before the sumr vacation began.

In the blink of an eye, it was ten-thirty at night.

Study session ended.

Kitahara Makoto stretched and walked up to the second floor with Togawa Sakiko.

"Togawa, coming to my room?" Kitahara Makoto stood at his door. "Even with a fan, it’ll still be too hot in this weather."

Togawa Sakiko crossed her arms over her chest:

"How do you know the fan won’t work without trying it?"

I’m sorry.

Nijika and Ryo tried it yesterday, and just using a fan really doesn’t work.

Kitahara Makoto silently complained in his heart, and said aloud:

"Then I’ll go back to my room and wait for you."

"..."

Togawa Sakiko bit her silver teeth lightly and pushed open the door to the guest room.

About ten minutes later.

Bang, bang.

A soft knock sounded.

"The door’s unlocked." Kitahara Makoto was sitting on the headboard reading a book when he heard the movent, turning to look over. "Co right in."

The door was gently pushed open, and Togawa Sakiko, her pretty face slightly red, entered the room.

If it were visiting an unfamiliar ho, she would grit her teeth and endure to the end.

But Kitahara Makoto was in the next room, and after enduring only a short while, Weak Sakiko ca running out.

Since she could rely on Kitahara Makoto, there was no need to pretend to be strong.

"Not bad, Togawa endured longer than I expected." Kitahara Makoto closed his book. "The floor was just mopped today. Is Togawa sleeping on the floor or on the bed?"

This morning, Nijika had mopped the floor after getting up, never expecting that ’those who plant trees in front will enjoy the shade in the back’.

Togawa Sakiko pursed her pink lips and walked directly to the bed:

"Kitahara-kun, move over a bit; I’ll sleep on the outside."

That night, to enter her father’s dream, they had already slept in the sa bed, and they weren’t even dating then. Why would she sleep on the floor today?

There was no need to be so prim and proper.

As for whether she would be attacked and ’eaten’ at night... Togawa Sakiko actually didn’t care.

Either she didn’t like him, or it was a lifelong commitnt.

Togawa Sakiko was very clear that it was impossible for her to like anyone else in this life.

Her gaze swept over, seeing a glass of Shimizu on the nightstand. Togawa Sakiko unceremoniously reached out, picked it up, and drank to moisten her throat.

They had already kissed, so of course, she wouldn’t care about indirect kissing, such a small matter.

It was just that while drinking, Togawa Sakiko suddenly felt an itch in her nose and couldn’t help but sneeze.

"Ach—choo—"

Togawa Sakiko instinctively raised her hand to cover her mouth, but the glass trembled, and so water spilled onto Kitahara Makoto.

"I’m sorry."

Togawa instinctively apologized, quickly put down the glass, and grabbed a tissue to help wipe his body.

"Luckily, not much water spilled..."

Togawa Sakiko let out a soft sigh, then suddenly felt an incredibly hot gaze fall upon her.

Of course, she wore pajamas when sleeping.

Togawa was currently wearing a loose-fitting pajama. It was fine when she sat upright, but once she bent over, Kitahara Makoto instantly saw a flash of holy light.

"If Nijika is used as a unit of asurent, Togawa is at least five Nijikas..."

Kitahara Makoto instinctively gave his assessnt in his mind.

"Eh?"

Togawa Sakiko’s pretty face quickly flushed, and she swiftly raised her hand to cover her pajama, saying shyly:

"What are you looking at?!"

"..."

Kitahara Makoto didn’t speak, but simply reached out and gently pulled Togawa-chan into his embrace.

"Mmm..."

The sudden impact made Togawa Sakiko hum softly. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Kitahara Makoto whisper:

"Togawa, I want to kiss you."

"No..."

"That was a notification just now, not a question."

Kitahara Makoto lowered his head and directly covered the girl’s soft, rosy cherry lips.

The last kiss was the last ti. As Kitahara Makoto invaded, Weak Sakiko once again took control of the body. Her hands, which had originally been braced against Kitahara Makoto’s chest, trying to push him away, quickly lifted under Weak Sakiko’s control and quietly wrapped around Kitahara Makoto’s neck.

This ti, there was no Hana, no Yamada Ryo, and no need to be secretive anymore.

In the hazy night.

The temperature between them was rapidly rising, like hot oil, needing only a spark to ignite.

"Sakiko..."

Kitahara Makoto’s gaze was fervent. He had unknowingly pressed Togawa beneath him.

"Y-you can, okay~"

Togawa Sakiko was panting, her hair disheveled, her pajamas wrinkled, and her eyes misty. Her voice was soft and delicate as she turned her head to look elsewhere:

"But if we do that kind of thing now, Kitahara-kun can only choose . Don’t even think about having a harem."

Kitahara Makoto: "..."

Should he use sweet words to trick Togawa, get what he wanted, and then go back on his word?

No.

He would really get chopped.

Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath, and the dam of his sanity, on the verge of collapse, quietly healed.

Only having Togawa, or temporarily enduring and having them all later—even elentary schoolers know how to choose.

Seeing Kitahara Makoto roll over and sit beside her, Togawa Sakiko quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she said yes, when it ca down to it, she was still afraid.

"It seems tonight is over..."

Togawa Sakiko muttered in her heart.

However, the next mont.

Kitahara Makoto’s low voice suddenly rang out:

"Togawa, help ."

"Eh?"

Kitahara Makoto held Togawa’s soft hand:

"This is my lifelong request."

Togawa Sakiko finally understood what ’help’ ant and, both shy and anxious, tried to pull away:

"Don’t use a lifelong request for sothing like this!"

"..."