The heirloom pendant from Ichin's family was ultimately entrusted to Utaha, marking her as the unofficial daughter-in-law of the Chowā family.
(T/N: Chowā is Ichin's surna, recomnded by a reader, will not use it most of the ti, but just so you know he has a family na, peace!)
Of course, given their current age, it was more of a reservation for the future. Once they reached the appropriate age, all the formalities could be handled swiftly.
After seeing Ichin's mother off at the airport, everyone headed back.
Utaha returned ho with Ichin, but the mont they stepped through the door, she shut it behind them and pushed him against the wall, planting a deep kiss on his lips.
Ichin was startled by her sudden boldness but soon understood. Gently, he wrapped his arms around her.
It wasn't until nearly ten minutes later that they finally separated. Ichin looked at the blushing, breathless Utaha and softly brushed her bangs aside. "Feeling calr now?"
"Just a little... but not enough."
Clinging to his arm, Utaha leaned against his shoulder and whispered, "Ichin, does this an your mom truly accepts ?"
"She's liked you from the very first day she arrived. But I didn't expect her to give you the pendant this soon."
Carrying Utaha over to the couch, Ichin sat down and looked at her. "But since she's entrusted it to you, it's official. Kasumigaoka Utaha, you're practically halfway through the door into the Chowā family. There's no turning back now!"
"As if I didn't know that already," Utaha said with a hint of defiance.
Cupping Ichin's face with her hands, she sighed wistfully. "Why does marriage in China require the guy to be at least 22?"
"It's not so bad. By the ti we're in university, it won't be too far off."
Taking her hand and kissing the back of it, Ichin smiled. "Didn't my mom already say we could get engaged right after graduating high school?"
Utaha's eyes sparkled with uncontainable joy as she gazed at Ichin. Suddenly, she lunged at him, pinning him down on the couch.
Their lips locked again, but this ti, Utaha was relentless. Her tongue danced with Ichin's, exploring and demanding. She broke the kiss only to trail her lips down his neck, nipping and licking, leaving a trail of heat and desire.
Ichin's breath hitched as Utaha's hands began to roam, undoing the buttons of his shirt with practiced ease. She paused, looking into his eyes, her own filled with raw hunger. She peeled off her blouse, revealing a lacy bra that barely contained her ample breasts.
"Oh God, Utaha," Ichin groaned as she moved to straddle him, grinding her hips against his, feeling the evidence of his arousal through their clothes. Her hands traced patterns across his chest, her touch a mix of gentle and urgent, driving him wild.
Utaha moved her mouth to his ear, biting lightly on the lobe. "Take , now~."
Ichin didn't need to be told twice. In a swift move, he flipped them, now on top of her, his mouth finding hers again. His hands found the clasp of her bra, setting her breasts free. He took one pert nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it while she arched against him, moaning softly.
He left a trail of kisses down her belly, pausing to dip his tongue into her navel, eliciting a shiver from her. With a nimble hand, he unfastened her skirt, pulling it down her legs along with her panties. Utaha was now completely exposed to him, her desire evident in her flushed skin and heavy breathing.
Ichin stood, shedding the rest of his clothes, his eyes never leaving her. He knelt between her spread legs, dipping one finger into her wetness, causing her to whimper. "You're so ready for ," he said, voice thick with desire.
Gently, he positioned himself at her entrance, looking into her eyes one last ti before thrusting in. Utaha gasped, a mix of pleasure and little pain, her nails digging into his back. He waited, giving her ti to adjust, before slowly pulling out and thrusting back in.
Their rhythm built gradually, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Utaha's nails raked down his back, pulling him in, urging him on. She wrapped her legs around him, locking him in place, their bodies moving faster and harder.
The sound of their skin slapping, their gasps, and moans filled the room. Ichin's lips found hers again, silencing her cries as he buried himself deep inside her. Pleasure spiraled through them, intensifying until it beca too much to bear.
Utaha ca first, her walls clenching around him, her whole body shuddering. The sight of her in the throes of passion sent Ichin over the edge. He groaned her na as he climaxed, his release washing over him like a tidal wave.
They lay there, panting, their bodies intertwined, hearts racing. Ichin kissed her forehead, pulling her tightly against him. "I love you," he murmured.
Utaha looked up at him, a serene smile on her lips. "I love you too."
...
By the ti the two arrived at the studio, more than an hour had passed, and they both looked freshly showered and dressed in clean clothes.
As Utaha settled into her seat, she noticed Eriri giving her a mischievous look, making her feel uneasy.
"What's with that look?" Utaha asked suspiciously.
"Hehehe~" Eriri chuckled slyly, rubbing her chin as she slowly pulled out her phone.
She unlocked the screen and began playing a video.
Utaha's expression froze as she realized Eriri had fild the scene at the airport!
Seeing herself on the screen, about to cry in front of Ichin's mother, Utaha broke down and lunged at Eriri, trying to snatch the phone.
"Delete it! Delete it right now!" Utaha yelled.
"No way! This is precious footage I captured. Why should I delete it?"
Eriri struggled to protect her phone, holding it tightly as Utaha tried to wrestle it away.
Their commotion quickly drew the attention of everyone in the studio.
Still grappling with Eriri, Utaha shouted, "Ichin, help ! Take her phone away!"
Ichin scratched his cheek awkwardly as he watched the two girls tussling. "I think I'll pass on this one. Not my place to get involved."
Fortunately, if he wasn't willing, there were plenty of others in the studio who might step in to diate.
Ichin turned to Kō Yagami with a hopeful look. "Kō, can you help out here?"
"Huh? ?"
Kō pointed at herself, looking awkward. "I don't think that's a good idea. This really has nothing to do with ."
Eriri, still struggling, chid in, "That's right! This is between and her! None of you are allowed to interfere!"
Just as she said this, Utaha made a sudden move, and Eriri's head landed on sothing soft.
The mont she felt the soft texture, Eriri imdiately realized what it was.
This big?
Frozen for a brief second, Eriri's hesitation gave Utaha the perfect opportunity to snatch the phone away. Utaha quickly deleted the video.
"Phew, all done!"
After erasing the footage, Utaha handed the phone back to Eriri and gave her a playful pinch on the cheek. "Eriri, you shouldn't always be thinking of sneaky tricks like this. It's not good, you know!"
Eriri held her phone, looking utterly dejected.
"I should've backed it up beforehand... how could I forget?"
Still, she wasn't too upset. Watching Utaha lose her cool and desperately try to grab the phone had already been highly entertaining.
Setting her phone aside, Eriri's attention shifted to the pendant hanging around Utaha's neck. "So, this is the heirloom pendant from Ichin's family? Take it out and let see it again!"
Hazuki leaned in with curiosity. "I haven't gotten a good look yet either. Let see too!"
Utaha nodded and confidently took out the pendant, though she didn't remove it from her neck.
"You can look at it like this, but don't ss it up. I'm planning to put it away safely when I get ho. It's not sothing I'll wear all the ti."
This was, after all, a family heirloom, and Utaha intended to protect it carefully.
Hazuki examined the pendant closely, squinting. "This seems to be Hetian jade, right? Even though Auntie said at the airport that it wasn't worth much, I know a little about jade, and this definitely isn't cheap. Ichin, what's the actual value of this family heirloom?"
"Don't ask ; I don't know anything about jade," Ichin replied with a shrug. "It's Hetian jade, sure, but that's all I know. I have no idea about its quality or specific value. Like my mom said, its sentintal and family value far outweigh its monetary worth."
After Hazuki and Eriri had their fill of examining the pendant, Utaha quickly tucked it back inside her clothes. With a smile, she teased, "Exactly! Whether it's expensive or not doesn't matter to . It's the aning behind it that's important. Eriri, you single dog, don't look so envious—you won't get sothing like this!"
Caught red-handed, Eriri blushed and shot Utaha a glare. "Tch, who's envious?"
With that, she turned back to her computer and resud her work.
Unlike Eriri, Hazuki was much more upfront. Resting her chin in her hand, she sighed. "Utaha-chan, you're so lucky. Ichin's mom has already chosen you, and you've even received the family heirloom. Honestly, it's making want to fall in love too. Maybe I should try joining a group date?"
Across the room, Umiko looked up and raised an eyebrow. "You? A group date? Sure, if you can manage to keep your true personality hidden, you might have a shot. But I bet you'd show your real self within half an hour at most."
"Half an hour? That's an exaggeration, right?"
Hazuki's lips twitched in frustration as she grabbed her phone and started making calls. "I refuse to believe that! I'll ask around right now and see if anyone knows about any group dates!"
Is she serious?
The others couldn't help but glance over, clearly intrigued by her determination.
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