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Years of misunderstanding weren't sothing that could just vanish after a brief conversation.
After the shower, Koneko, who had regained a tiny bit of her strength and was thoroughly "filled up," leaned against the wall and carefully returned to her room step by step.
Bokue had intended to walk her back, but Koneko had gently yet firmly refused his offer.
Thus, when the scene shifted again, it was already on the bed. Kuroka, her hair dried, lay quietly against Bokue's chest. Her lustrous, midnight-black hair cascaded down her fair, smooth back like silky wings.
A large, soft duvet gently covered them up to their shoulders.
Bokue slid his arm under the blanket, gently wrapping it around the girl's slender waist, and glanced toward the closed bedroom door thoughtfully.
"You're really sure it's okay to let Shirone go back like that?"
Kuroka tilted her head slightly.
"Hmm~? What else did you have in mind, nya?"
She sounded amused.
"Personally, I think Shirone already worked really hard tonight. It's her first ti, after all. She's done very well already, don't you think~? Plus, my little Shirone is still young; she can't handle being tossed around casually by you yet, you know~?"
Bokue: "…"
He honestly hadn't expected such a reasonable statent from Kuroka.
However, this surprise barely lasted a second, because imdiately afterward, Kuroka's mischievous voice continued without missing a beat.
"But if you still haven't had enough, well~ your Onee-chan here might just have a tiny bit of leftover energy left~. How about we go again right now? Worst case scenario—we'll just have another shower later, nya~."
Before she even finished speaking, Bokue felt her slender hand impatiently traveling downward beneath the duvet.
He swiftly caught her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.
"Hey now. I wasn't talking about that, obviously."
Bokue rolled his eyes, sowhat exasperated.
Kuroka might claim she had "leftover energy," but knowing her limits better than anyone, Bokue was well aware that her so-called "leftover" was barely enough to ensure she didn't spend all of tomorrow knocked out in bed.
If they actually went at it again, she'd probably be immobilized tomorrow.
"I ant Shirone's side of things."
He gently shifted Kuroka's thigh off his body to avoid any "accidental" developnts.
"We explained so much to her during the shower, but it seems she still isn't fully convinced."
Kuroka blinked, sneaking her thigh back over his legs casually while pretending to adjust her position.
"Really~? I think our little talk actually worked wonders, nya. Didn't you notice Shirone's reaction earlier~?"
Kuroka paused, carefully considering how to phrase it.
"She looked exactly like… hmm, how should I put it—like soone who'd been arguing passionately but suddenly realized halfway through they were actually wrong all along, you know~?"
Huh?
Bokue was montarily startled by this analogy.
But now that she ntioned it—it did kind of fit.
Koneko had been harboring resentnt and doubts about her sister all these years, convinced that Kuroka had succumbed to power, committed atrocities, and then heartlessly abandoned her. Yet, just as she started voicing these long-held accusations tonight, she'd abruptly realized things weren't as black-and-white as she'd always believed.
Not only that, but it dawned on her that she might have deeply misunderstood her sister all this ti.
Seeing Bokue's thoughtful silence, Kuroka gave a warm, gentle smile unlike her usual teasing expression.
"Don't worry, nya~ Shirone just needs so ti to process it all. She'll co to terms with it on her own. As her Onee-chan, that much I can definitely promise you~."
"Hmm… Alright then."
Bokue looked at Kuroka curiously, sowhat surprised by this sudden change in her deanor.
But almost imdiately afterward, that familiar mischievous glint returned to the cat-eared girl's golden eyes.
"Of course, there's always a faster thod~."
Kuroka's voice turned suggestive again.
"Since Shirone's all confused and vulnerable right now, we could just sneak into her room right this mont~. I'll pin her down, and you just keep going at her until Shirone's so overwheld she can't even think straight, nya~! Even if she begs with hearts flying from her mouth, you absolutely cannot stop!"
Bokue: "…"
Didn't she just finish saying her sister was young and couldn't handle too much? What happened to that consideration just now?!
After a mont, perhaps realizing how outrageous her statent had sounded, Kuroka softly cleared her throat.
"Well… maybe never mind for tonight."
She hesitated briefly.
"We can save that plan for next ti~."
Bokue: "…"
Ah, so tonight was no good, but next ti was perfectly fine, huh?
Speechless, Bokue reached over and decisively clicked off the bedside lamp.
"Enough fooling around. Let's get so sleep—it's already late."
Kuroka obediently murmured in agreent.
Yet, just a few seconds later, her soft, tentative voice whispered quietly through the darkness:
"Oh right, Bokue~ We haven't seen each other for two whole days… Can you sleep with it inside tonight, nya~?"
Bokue: "…"
That was it.
Utterly losing patience, Bokue decided his actions would speak louder than words.
Well, if Kuroka couldn't walk properly tomorrow, she'd have only herself to bla.
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The sweet night slipped by quietly.
Ti swiftly arrived at early morning.
More accurately, it was still just dawn. The sky above the Underworld had barely begun to lighten when two sets of dainty, barefooted footsteps simultaneously reached Bokue's bedroom door.
They were Rias and Akeno, exactly as they'd agreed the night before.
Strictly speaking, their agreed-upon ti was actually one hour later at six o'clock. Yet, here they were at five, standing face-to-face in front of Bokue's door, having arrived practically simultaneously.
In the dimly lit hallway outside Bokue's room, Akeno, also clad in soft sleepwear, smiled warmly at her red-haired best friend.
"My my~ Buchou, you're up surprisingly early."
"...Yeah."
Rias struggled mightily to suppress the impulse to roll her eyes.
In truth, she'd only gotten up this early because she couldn't sleep at all last night, eventually giving up and arriving early to ntally prepare herself.
Yet, upon arrival, she'd found Akeno already standing there, looking utterly well-rested without even a hint of fatigue.
Which raised an interesting question—just why had Akeno woken up this early, exactly?
Oh, please. It was obvious she'd wanted to sneak ahead and cheat!
"Oh well, I guess arriving early has its perks. Since we're both here already, shall we go in together?"
Akeno's gentle smile remained unchanged as she made an inviting gesture toward the door.
Rias hesitated, then took a discreet, deep breath, pushed down the door handle carefully, and tiptoed into the room.
The bedroom was quiet. A faint, lingering scent of soap from last night's shower gently perated the air.
So, he was probably still sleeping, right? That ant the next step was…
Rias ntally reviewed the scenario she had rehearsed countless tis throughout her restless night.
According to certain informational articles she'd secretly read, guys tended to get quite hard first thing in the morning. So, she only had to stealthily slip under the covers, find the right spot, and by the ti Bokue woke up, everything would already be in progress…
Holding her breath, the crimson-haired girl reached the bedside, cautiously lifting the edge of the duvet.
Then, beneath the blanket, she was greeted by the unexpected sight of another girl's slender, snow-white legs.
Those legs were intimately wrapped around her boyfriend's waist.
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