I leaned back in my chair, smirking at Mutsumi-senpai's playfulness. "I suppose it is. Still, I can't help but feel like there's more to this than you're letting on. How much did my mother tell you about , senpai?"
Mutsumi's smile faltered slightly, but only for a mont. "Oh, we had quite the chat. She didn't hold back much. I know more than enough now... But don't worry, Ruki. It only made want you more."
She didn't hold back, huh? Did my mother tell her the extent of my complicated relationships? Or was it just the positives? Knowing my mother, she'd definitely lean toward that.
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued but also cautious as I playfully warned her, "That sounds dangerous, Senpai."
She shouldn't get burned with when she could easily jump away, right? But then again, I can't deny that I'm also looking forward to eting her again.
Mutsumi should be in the sa college as Juri and Setsuna-nee, just in a different departnt. Maybe I could ask if they know her? There's also Shiina and Sara...
"Maybe. But I like living dangerously." She gave a wink before stretching her arms above her head, revealing more of her toned, petite figure. "Anyway, enough about that. Tell , what've you been up to lately? I heard you're going up against an influential family. Are you going to be fine?"
Heh. So, was that sothing my mother told her? Or did she hear it from the others?
I don't want her to worry about unnecessarily so... I can just tell her that it's not serious.
"Mutsumi-senpai, do I not look fine? I am the most shaless guy you've t. No matter who, I can stand my ground. Besides... It's for another girl." I chuckled softly but that last part put my lips into a wry smile.
Mutsumi-senpai stared at for a mont before thoughtfully nodding, "I figured that it concerned one of your girls. You must've been so busy these days. It took you a day to contact ."
"You could say that. It's been quite... eventful. Akane's asleep now, though. So it's just you and ." I put on my usual smile, reassuring her that it wasn't serious.
Mutsumi was also quite considerate as she didn't push the topic anymore. Instead, her tone shifted slightly, becoming more sultry.
"Just the way I like it. And here I was thinking you might've forgotten about ." The cara dangerously lowered down, a few inches below her chin. The outline of her flawless neck and the glimpse of her mound ca into my view.
"Impossible. How can I forget my wonderful senior?" I replied in a low voice, matching hers. "You've been on my mind. But you already knew that, didn't you?"
She brought the cara back up, her face now filling most of the screen. "I know, but it's still nice to hear you say it, Ruki."
Then, her expression softened for a mont, the playful banter giving way to sothing more sincere. Her earlier seductiveness pushed down, "Ruki... when we see each other again, I want more than just teasing. I want us to... take our ti. Can we do that?"
I t her gaze through the screen. I understand the depth of her words. This woman... Her longing for was the sa.
"I understand, Mutsumi-senpai. I'll make sure we do."
There was a mont of silence between us, a comfortable one before she spoke again. "You always know how to say the right thing, don't you? If I reckon, this is your glib tongue that everyone always praises."
I flashed a grin, not denying anything. "That's how it is. I can't really turn that off, can I? In any case, I'll make sure our next eting is sothing special. I promise."
She nodded, her expression still soft but with that familiar spark of mischief in her eyes. "Good. Because I've been waiting for it."
After this, we chatted a bit longer. The conversation flowed easily. Sotis playful and sotis serious. I learned about her college life and what she's busy with.
Apparently, she also took up a part-ti job, honing her skills in designing. That's her departnt.
Soon enough, her eyelids began to droop again, her earlier sleepiness returning.
"I should let you sleep, Senpai," I said after noticing her stifling a yawn.
"Un... Maybe," Mutsumi-senpai murmured, though she didn't seem in a rush to end the call. "But I like to hear your voice more before I fall asleep."
"Don't worry. I'll be here. I'll whisper and sing for you if you need to. You can put your phone down next to your ear." I assured her, watching her eyes slowly close.
"Alright then. Goodnight, Ruki... I'm happy you called tonight," Mutsumi-senpai whispered, her voice fading as she drifted off.
The cara, now angled toward the ceiling, showed the stillness of her quiet room. I knew she was listening to as I began to hum a soft tune.
"Goodnight, Mutsumi-senpai," I whispered, continuing to hum for another few minutes before finally ending the call.
As I placed my phone down, I couldn't help but reflect on the conversation.
There was always sothing magnetic about Mutsumi. Maybe it's her boldness? There's also her sincerity, and the way she made her intentions clear without any hesitation. It wasn't that much different from the other girls but there's still sothing unique with her. Furthermore, despite our lack of actual eting, I could clearly feel the sa warmth and attachnt for
her.
I'm hopeless.
Each of my relationships was unique, but they all sohow fit together.
With a sigh, I stood up and stretched, glancing over at Akane, who was still fast asleep in our bed. A small smile tugged at my lips as I climbed in beside her, careful not to wake her.
The night had been long, but sohow, it felt complete.
However, just before I also settled down and slept next to my silly wife, I rembered sothing else.
I sat back up, making another call. It didn't take long before a familiar old voice answered,
deep and formal.
"What might be the purpose of this late-night call, Onoda-sama?"
Who is it?
Hitomi's grandfather and the eccentric old man's butler.
As for the reason I called him... well, it has to do with my current issue.
"I'd like to call in a favor again. Can I talk to the old man?"
The butler's tone remained flat. "You never cease to amaze with your audacity, Onoda-
sama. Hold on."
His words, while respectful, were tinged with the usual disapproval. He knew all too well how
I had influenced Hitomi. Still, duty called, and he couldn't just ignore .
A minute later, the familiar, jolly voice of the eccentric old man burst through the phone.
"Boy, you're at it again, huh? Another favor so soon?"
"You can turn down, grandfather." I replied casually.
"First. Don't call grandfather. It's too stiff! Call grandpa like my darling girl does. And
add so warmth!" He playfully chided.
"You didn't seem to mind it last ti."
"I forgot, okay?" He huffed. "Now stop dancing around. What do you want this ti?"
"I see. Well then, grandpa. It won't be so much of a request as you know, I also don't want to rely too much on soone when it's a problem I made. Koizumi-san's case is different. But
this ti..."
"Stop beating around the bush, boy. I'm already old. I need to regulate my sleep now."
“Uh... Alright, straight to the point. I need so information. Does the Kaneko family have any connection to the Kujou family from Kyoto? And if possible, I'd like to know everything there is to know about them."
There was a pause before the old man's tone shifted, growing more serious. "The Kaneko family? Why are you asking about them? Can't you get this information from Miss Sayuri or
even your father?"
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