Free Web NovelChapter 483: BCL Chapter 479: Soyo: I want to drink sleeping black tea!
"Now we can continue playing the game."
Kitahara Makoto opened his arms and embraced Hitori. Their sizes were perfectly matched, fitting together seamlessly.
"Ah..."
The ahoge on Hitori’s head trembled nervously, and she completely panicked.
"No, no! This position is too embarrassing!"
"Playing games while sitting in a boy’s lap, isn’t that something only manga heroines get to do?"
"I’m just an insignificant slipper animalcule, so something like this definitely won’t work..."
"Don’t space out." Kitahara Makoto was quite comfortable; Hitori in his arms was soft and fragrant. "Hurry up and play the game."
"Mmm—!"
The warm breath on her neck made Hitori’s body tremble violently, her voice embarrassed and flustered:
"N-no..."
Kitahara Makoto: "What no?"
Hitori stammered: "B-breath..."
"What?" Kitahara Makoto feigned shock, "Hitori won’t even let me breathe? Are you trying to make me hold my breath and commit suicide?"
"N-no way..."
Hitori’s face was flushed red like fire, and she quickly denied it:
"Don’t... Don’t blow on my neck..."
Kitahara Makoto smiled:
"Why can’t I breathe on your neck?"
"B-because it’s itchy..."
"Is that so?"
As Kitahara Makoto spoke, he gently blew a breath.
"Mmm—!"
Hitori’s body suddenly tensed up, like a cat getting an electric shock in a manga, her entire art style trembling.
And then...
Thump!
Hitori’s small head directly hit Kitahara Makoto’s chin, making a solid thud.
"S-s-sorry!"
Hitori quickly tried to get up to apologize.
"It’s fine, it just hurt a little." Kitahara Makoto rubbed his chin, inhaling softly. He had brought it upon himself, so he naturally wouldn’t blame others. "I won’t blow anymore. Hitori, play the game properly."
Given Hitori’s shy personality, just sitting in his arms without running away was already her limit. If he continued to tease her, she might start crying.
So, he couldn’t rush it.
The game definitely couldn’t be cleared in a short time; they could take it slow.
"Phew..."
Hitori waited nervously for a while, and when she saw that Kitahara Makoto seemed to have truly settled down, she finally sighed in relief and redirected her attention to the game.
"The controller."
Kitahara Makoto picked up the game controller next to him and handed it to Hitori.
"Thank you, Kitahara-kun..."
Hitori thanked him softly, taking the game controller with a red face, and continued to clear the game.
As time passed, Hitori’s tense body subtly relaxed, but her eyes were unfocused, and she could no longer concentrate fully on the game.
"So warm..."
"Kitahara-kun’s embrace is super warm..."
"If it were a winter night now, with snow falling outside, a fireplace burning inside the room, and me playing games with Kitahara-kun... it would definitely be super, super comfortable, right?"
"But it’s still summer vacation, and winter vacation is still a long way off..."
Hitori played the game while her mind wandered, and then, as the screen changed, an embarrassing and awful sound suddenly filled the room.
"Ah..."
Looking at the restricted-rated scene on the screen, Hitori’s face quickly flushed red, and she hastily averted her gaze, but memories of swapping bodies with Ryo involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
"Although it was Ryo-senpai’s body, the soul inside was mine, so... I actually already... with Kitahara-kun..."
The more Hitori thought about it, the more embarrassed she became, and soon white steam billowed from the top of her head.
"Hitori, why did you stop again?"
Kitahara Makoto asked helplessly.
"S-sorry!"
Hitori quickly apologized, fumbling to control the controller. But she practiced guitar every day and rarely played games, so she wasn’t familiar with the controller’s function buttons. At this moment, she accidentally pressed the wrong button. Instead of skipping the cutscene, she accidentally turned up the volume, and the awful sound immediately filled the entire room.
"Eh? Eh? Eh?"
Hitori immediately panicked.
"Futari is still at home. The sound suddenly got so loud. What if Futari hears it and then tells mom..."
"No! That kind of thing is too terrifying! Absolutely not!"
In her panic, Hitori instinctively dropped the controller and propped herself up to adjust the computer volume directly.
"Phew..."
As the sound lowered, Hitori breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted. She subconsciously leaned back, wanting to sit back into Kitahara Makoto’s embrace.
And then...
"Eh?"
A strange sensation passed through her.
Hitori looked back blankly, confirming that the person behind her was indeed Kitahara Makoto, but why was it so hard...
"E-e-e-e-eh?!"
After swapping bodies with Yamada Ryo, Hitori was no longer an innocent Hana. She quickly realized what was happening, and her face instantly turned explosive red.
"My sincerest apologies."
Kitahara Makoto said he was apologizing, but there was no hint of guilt on his face.
This was Hitori bringing it upon herself, so it certainly couldn’t be his fault.
"S-s-sorry..."
Hitori’s face was burning hot, and she apologized almost at the same time, flustered and about to get up and run away.
However, the next second.
A knock on the door suddenly sounded.
Knock knock.
"Sister, what are you doing?"
Futari’s childlike voice came from outside the door.
"Futari heard it?!"
Hitori was startled and went limp. Her body, which had been halfway up, fell back into Kitahara Makoto’s embrace.
"Hiss..."
Kitahara Makoto took a soft breath.
"S-s-sorry...!"
Seeing Kitahara Makoto’s pained expression, Hitori apologized again in a panic.
"I’m fine." Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Futari is still outside the door. Respond to Futari first, don’t let Futari barge in."
As he spoke, the knocking sounded again, and Futari’s voice was puzzled:
"Sister? Why aren’t you talking?"
"I-I’m fine!" Hitori’s eyes were misty, and she leaned limply against Kitahara Makoto’s embrace, trying to raise her voice, "Futari, why are you knocking?"
The girl’s sense of shame, the feeling of immorality from her sister blocking the door, plus Kitahara Makoto’s murderous aura—under this triple threat, Hitori felt dizzy and no longer had the strength to stand up again. She could only lean limply in Kitahara Makoto’s embrace, letting Kitahara Makoto support her weight.
As for that terrifying murderous aura... she could only deal with it after Futari left.
Futari’s voice was childlike:
"I heard a very loud sound in Sister’s room just now. I was a little worried. Sister, can you open the door?"
"No, I really am fine." Hitori hastily denied it, stammering, "I accidentally stubbed my toe just now, that’s all!"
"Eh..." Futari’s voice was puzzled, "But it doesn’t sound like Sister’s voice."
"It is my voice."
Hitori insisted it was her voice.
As for the truth of the sound... Futari was still in kindergarten; she absolutely couldn’t be allowed to know, no matter what!
"Sister’s voice sounds strange." Although Futari was very young, she wasn’t that easy to fool. "Could it be that you’re hiding something from Futari?"
"Th-that..."
Seeing Hitori flustered and unable to even fool a kindergarten brat, Kitahara Makoto could only lean down and whisper in Hitori’s ear:
"Tell Futari to go eat ice cream to distract her."
Hitori’s eyes lit up, and she quickly said:
"Futari, I can promise you ice cream today... You can go eat it now!"
Outside the door, Futari’s cheers immediately rang out:
"Long live big sister!"
In a child’s eyes, a sister’s secret was certainly not as good as ice cream.
"Phew..."
Listening to the thudding footsteps fading down the hallway, Hitori finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Her attention returned to the room, and Hitori then realized that the crisis hadn’t been resolved. At some point, she had once again been embraced by Kitahara Makoto.
"Here, continue playing the game."
Kitahara Makoto picked up the game controller and handed it to Hitori.
Hitori’s face was burning hot, her voice like a mosquito’s hum:
"I-I-I... I’ll get up first..."
"Don’t move." Kitahara Makoto’s breath was hot, "If Hitori moves, I might not be able to control myself."
"..."
Hitori was startled and quickly shrank her small head.
Couldn’t move.
Absolutely couldn’t move.
But playing the game like this... it felt too awful no matter how she thought about it!
Fortunately, after half a year of growth, Hitori had finally made a little progress. She didn’t get so embarrassed that she fainted, and she played the game feeling dizzy.
After an unknown amount of time.
The game was finally cleared successfully.
The final screen showed the male and female protagonists kissing under a Christmas tree, clearly a pure love ending.
Miss Jibakurei, who had been silently floating in mid-air, saw the cleared screen on the computer, and a glimmer of light quietly appeared in her dim eyes. Her lips curved slightly upward, and then she transformed into a faint white light, quietly dissipating into the air.
"It’s cleared..."
Hitori murmured softly.
Her first R-rated game in life, while having many embarrassing scenes that made her blush, had a surprisingly good plot, leaving Hitori feeling a bit melancholic.
"Oh, right." Hitori quickly reacted, turning to look behind her. "How is Reiko-san... Huh, she’s gone?"
Kitahara Makoto said softly:
"She ascended and disappeared just now."
"I didn’t even get to say goodbye to Reiko-san..."
Hitori’s voice was slightly regretful.
"Ascending is a good thing; you should be happy." Kitahara Makoto said with burning eyes, "Hitori should be concerned about something more important."
"What is it?"
Hitori looked over blankly.
Kitahara Makoto said softly:
"Let’s test if your ability has disappeared."
"Oh, oh."
Hitori blinked, then turned her small face to look at Kitahara Makoto.
Their eyes met.
Hitori’s voice quickly rang out in Kitahara Makoto’s mind:
"Want a kiss..."
Very good, it seems the ability to hear each other’s thoughts hasn’t disappeared yet.
Kitahara Makoto’s eyes lit up:
"Hitori wants a kiss?"
"I, I, I..." Hitori’s small face was scalding hot as she guiltily denied it. "I didn’t..."
You say you didn’t, but your thoughts clearly say you want one!
"I want to kiss Hitori now."
"No..."
"That was a notification, not a question."
Kitahara Makoto’s eyes burned as he simply lowered his head and kissed her.
"Mm..."
Hitori’s eyelashes trembled in panic as she shyly closed her eyes.
A moment later.
Seeing that Hitori was about to gasp for air, Kitahara Makoto finally stopped, raising his hand to wipe away the thread of saliva from the corner of his lips, and smiled:
"Thank you for the treat."
"Hoo... hoo..."
Hitori was panting, her small head dizzy, and she no longer had the strength to speak.
Kitahara Makoto gently put his arm around her, turned Hitori’s small head, and met her gaze again, looking into Hitori’s misty eyes, and asked softly:
"Hitori, do you want to go to Onsen Village for a hot spring bath?"
"N-no..."
Hitori quickly shook her head.
Unfortunately, in the state of hearing each other’s thoughts, Kitahara Makoto could clearly hear Hitori’s true feelings:
(Want to take an onsen bath...)
"Alright, let’s go take an onsen bath now."
Kitahara Makoto simply picked up Hitori and entered Onsen Village.
"Hitori, do you want help with your bath?"
"I, I, I... I’ll wash myself..."
"That’s not the answer in Hitori’s heart."
"..."
Facts proved that the saying "he who touches pitch shall be defiled therewith" was indeed true.
Before meeting Kitahara Makoto, Hitori was super timid and socially anxious. If anyone else invited her to take an onsen bath together, she would definitely resist with all her heart, but now, although Hitori said no, the first answer that appeared in her heart was not so...
Half an hour later.
The light in the room distorted slightly, and the figures of Kitahara Makoto and Hitori appeared out of thin air.
"Hitori, rest well." Kitahara Makoto reached out and rubbed Hitori’s small head, saying contentedly, "Write the lyrics after you’ve rested well."
"..."
Hitori lowered her small head, not daring to look up at anyone, let alone reply.
This time she didn’t get prickly heat, but the positions she was taken advantage of in were even more numerous than last time... Hearing each other’s thoughts was too terrifying! This terrible ability, disappear quickly!
"I’m going back first."
Kitahara Makoto waved his hand, saying goodbye and leaving:
"When Hitori finishes writing the lyrics, send me a message, and I’ll prepare the rehearsal venue for you."
"..."
After quickly traveling back home, Kitahara Makoto finally had time to take out his phone and found that it was already four o’clock in the afternoon without him realizing it.
Opening the chat app, the first thing he saw were Soyo’s unread messages:
"Kitahara-kun, I took a nap this afternoon, and then I dreamed of the puppet Mutsumi-chan again."
Kitahara Makoto was not surprised at all.
He had only dealt with the puppet Mutsumi in the dream last night, but the root of the problem had not been resolved, so it was not strange for Soyo to continue having nightmares.
"What does Soyo plan to do?"
Kitahara Makoto replied to the message.
Soyo still refused to give up: "Kitahara-kun, can you ask the answer book?"
Doing that kind of thing in front of Mutsumi was indeed too shameful. If there were other options, she would naturally choose something else.
Kitahara Makoto agreed: "No problem, Soyo, come over and ask yourself."
A moment later.
Soyo quickly traveled over, then held the answer book and asked personally.
Unfortunately, the answer greatly disappointed Soyo. Besides fulfilling Mutsumi’s wish, there were indeed other ways to solve the nightmare, but basically, the conditions could not be met.
"There’s no other way..." Soyo pressed her brow, sighing helplessly, then suddenly said softly, "I want to drink black tea tonight."
"Hmm?"
Kitahara Makoto paused slightly, looking at Soyo in confusion.
Soyo covered her chest with her right hand, her pretty face slightly flushed, and her voice was shameful: freewebnσvel.cøm
"I want to drink sleeping black tea..."
