On the last day of the break, it rained all day.

Hashima didn't go out, but watched the gymnastics of "THE TIME" all over again.

He likes to watch the lead gymnastics dance, but that doesn't mean he will do it, maybe he will do it one day when he finds it useful.

Looking at the dimly lit room, Hashima didn't have the heart to move at all, and his whole body was in a state of shutdown sleep.

The things sent by my mother have arrived, and all the photos that Kurosawa Miyahitomi has sent back over the years.

All of them are award-winning photos of various knowledge competitions and professional competitions, and it is undeniable that she has become exceptionally good, even making Hashima Xian feel afraid.

Hashima is lying on the sofa looking at the photos, and she is used to getting along with people every day, and it is not bad to finally have time to rest alone because of the rainy day.

Ding Dong –

The doorbell of the rental house is ringing.

——oh！ no！ Fuck！ Can't you just give me a little bit of personal space! Even the well-fed pigs in the pigsty will not interfere with each other!

Hashima thinks that it is probably the landlord who reminds me of the rent increase, or someone from NHK who collects the fee.

Open the door.

"It's me."

Hitomi Kurosawa is dressed in a youthful and energetic manner, wearing a certain baseball cap, and through the thin fabric on her body, her waist is slender, and her white collarbone can be seen from the placket.

She was carrying a plastic bag in her hand.

"Yo, what's the matter?" Hashima asked.

"Does my girlfriend still need to have something to do when she comes to her boyfriend? Or do you want me to do something for you? ”

"This sentence sounds too ambiguous, please come in."

When Hitomi Kurosawa passed by him, he could smell the sweet scent of a beautiful girl.

"Have you eaten dinner?"

"What?"

She smiled lightly, picked up the plastic bag and said, "Let's eat together, beef curry rice bowl and green onion eggs." ”

"It's all the kind of food that boys choose, right? It's boring to eat like this. ”

"Don't you just like beef curry rice bowls?" Kurosawa Gong Hitomi raised her head and looked at him with a delicate look, "Or do you prefer my taste?" ”

"That's right, I'm going to have miso soup."

Hashima shredded the white radish from the kitchen refrigerator, boiled a pot of miso soup, and put it on the table.

"I'm moving~"

"I'm moving~"

The two clasped their hands and said.

Hitomi Kurosawa drank the flavorful soup, lifted his foot wrapped in his socks, and rubbed his calves like a cat: "It's delicious, it's as warm as you." ”

"Is saying these things at dinner trying to make me engorged? It's terrible. ”

"The bad thing is that you're going to say it directly, right? Doesn't it say, "You want to try?" Hitomi Kurosawa said in a seductive voice, "And, I'm bringing it." ”

Her skin is as white as porcelain, and she is dyed pink and cherry.

Really?

"It's too torturous to spit out word by word, to be honest, I don't have any idea at all."

This is Hashima's true thoughts, and he doesn't want to go one step further against Hitomi Kurosawa.

Because he doesn't really like her, he just wants to maintain his expectations, and as a decent gentleman, Hashima has no desire for her body.

Well, there is a little bit of desire, and one cannot lie to oneself.

Kurosawanomiya looked at him intently, and finally smiled faintly: "Hashima string is still Hashima string, there are some things that can be done but can't be done." ”

Hashima String was faintly uneasy: "What do you mean?" ”

Kurosawa Gong Hitomi showed a mature but vaguely illusory smile: "Hashima string, do you really love me?" ”

She got up and sat down beside Hashima String, the sweet breath that made his whole body tremble involuntarily, and the indoor light emphasized the white thighs.

Hitomi Kurosawanomiya gently touched Hashima Koto's neck: "I can't feel the atmosphere that you love me, and I even feel ashamed because it's fake." ”

"Void...... Is it fake? Hashima responded with a false gentle smile to avoid revealing any thoughts in his heart.

Kurosawa Miyahitomi looked up at him pitifully, spying on his expression.

"You deal with me the same way you do with other girls, I don't feel anything special about me."

"Nothing is the same......"

"I'm not asking you to take care of my children anymore when I was a child, and you don't have to associate with me for the idea of taking care of me, you're going to be tired, right? Or are you calming my emotions? I am..... Think so. ”

Hashima stared at the beautiful face in front of him, and then turned his face away slightly: "No, you think too much." ”

Hitomi Kurosawa let go of his hand and whispered in his ear, "In that case, then you come with me." ”

She then walked to the wall and turned off the lights, turned on the faint light of her phone, and turned to look at Hashima.

In those eyes decorated with long eyelashes, there seem to be bright stars, unfathomable.

The night swallowed up the light, infecting the ground, and breathing seemed heavier than usual.

- Give me a little bit, this temptation.

Hashima stood up irritably and approached Hitomi Kurosawa, and before she could speak, he pulled her to the side of the bed.

Her long black hair spread out on the white bed, and Hashima leaned over her, leaning her face closer.

Hitomi Kurosawa's fingers tapped lightly against his chest, as if defiant.

"You're a man, aren't you? You're my Hashima string, right? If you really love me, eat me now. ”

“......”

Looking at Hitomi Kurosawa, who was smiling meaningfully, Hashima always felt that he was stupid when he was upset.

Hashima String's fingertips stroked her long silky hair, and said coldly: "It will hurt a lot, and it will leave traces for the rest of your life, are you willing to give it to me?" ”

A teasing smile appeared at the corner of Kurosawanomiya's mouth: "You decide." ”

She reached out and hugged the moonlight like a hug, wrapping her arms around Hashima's neck.

The girl's breath came to her face, and Hashima looked at her collar and could clearly see the red collarbone.

Between the swaying skirts, you can see the bewitching thighs.

Hashima's thigh knees pressed against the base of Hitomi Kurosawa's thighs, and her plump breasts rose and fell with her breathing.

The girl gradually closed her eyes, and her crystal clear lips were like underwater moonlight.

"Really! I can't stand it anymore! ”

He picked up the pillow on the bed and smashed it against Hitomi Kurosawa's ruddy face.

"Whew!"

Kurosawa Gong Hitomi suddenly reverted to his appearance of being high in front of outsiders, glared at Hashima String viciously and said, "What are you doing!" ”

"Can't you see what you're doing!" Hashima String held the pillow in both hands and smashed it on Hitomi Kurosawa's body again, "It's tempting to me so much!" Test me so much! How strong my desire is! Then I can exert as much power as I can! ”

He used his pillow to press down on Hitomi Kurosawa's bloodshot body.

"Hashima string! Get the hell out of here! Hitomi Kurosawa looked at him like a winter wind, bitterly cold.

"I don't want to, in my eyes you are not a big lady at all, just the little kid who follows me, the promiscuous demon to die!"

"Stupid! Get away from me! I'm going to break up with you! ”

Through the pillow, I couldn't see her expression when she said this.

"Break up, break up! Don't come back to me crying and chirping! There aren't many good boys like me! ”

"What does it matter to me that you are excellent! You old self-talking, fake dashing man! ”

"I'm a fake dashing man?! Then you are a rigid woman! ”

"Hashima string! Talk to me like that! Do you want to die! I'm Hitomi Kurosawa Miya! It's not Hojo! ”

- Smack!

She fumbled with the pillow that Hashima used to cushion his waist, and hit him hard at the side of his face.

"You're a princess who got rich by accident! It's not worth mentioning in my eyes! You don't understand the severity of society at all! ”

"Huh? So what? Accidents are a part of life! It's better than you, a man who didn't make a difference at the last minute! ”

"I'm not productive? Let's see what Izumi is! ”

The two smashed pillows at each other in the cramped rental house, ran from the bed, ran to the sofa, laughed and made a loud noise.

One day, I will become an adult, an adult with a lover.

Someday, we will be both straightforward and sincere, even if straightforwardness and sincerity are expressed in another way.

For example, on this youthful and childish night.