Chapter 203

　　”Ding-dong.” The doorbell rang from inside the house.

　　Footsteps came from inside the room, and the sound stopped behind the door.

　　Shirakawa Natsu guessed that Arishima Ryoko was looking outside through the peephole, and if he were to lie down on the peephole now, he would definitely give her a fright.

　　The door remained closed, and a strange silence seemed to fall over the area inside.

　　Shirakawa Natsu didn’t urge him, not because he had absolute confidence.

　　Instead, he knew that if Ryoko Shima was determined to date Yu Mukai, she wouldn’t hold a grudge against his behavior yesterday. His rash actions would most likely attract the police and land him in jail.

　　An eerie silence fell over both inside and outside the door.

　　As Shirakawa Natsu’s heart began to race, there was a click as the door lock opened.

　　The door was pushed open from the inside out.

　　Ryoko Arishima hid her entire body behind the door, not daring to peek out, as if afraid of being seen.

　　From Shirakawa Natsu’s perspective, it’s as if the door opened automatically.

　　A smile played on his lips. Without a word, he slipped into the room and closed the door behind him.

　　Turning around, I saw Ryoko Arishima leaning against the wall, hiding there.

　　She was dressed in simple home clothes, her head down, her hands clasped together, not daring to look up at Shirakawa Natsu.

　　Shirakawa Natsu didn’t say anything, just looked at her.

　　Ryoko Arishima, feeling stared at for a while, lowered her head even further, her voice barely a whisper: “Shirakawa-kun, is…is something the matter?”

　　”What do you think?” Shirakawa Natsu picked up the canvas bag containing the camera and waved it in front of her. “I just wanted to come and learn photography from you, since it’s your specialty.”

　　”No…no, that won’t do.” Ryoko Arishima shook her head. “I have a date with Yu Mukai tomorrow, so…so.”

　　”Oh.” Shirakawa Natsu took a step closer to her, and Arishima Ryoko quickly stepped back, but her body was pressed against the wall, with nowhere to retreat. Looking at Shirakawa Natsu approaching, she could only turn her head away and not look at him.

　　”If it’s not going to work, why open the door? What are you expecting?” Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze fell on her fair neck, and he reached out a finger to hook her collar.

　　Ryoko Arishima hurriedly reached out and grabbed his fingers, stopping him from tearing open his collar.

　　“Ryoko, you don’t want Mukai Yu to see those photos, do you?” Shirakawa Natsu suddenly said.

　　Ryoko Arishima shuddered upon hearing this, looked up at him in disbelief, but her expression quickly turned to confusion.

　　When Shirakawa Natsu left yesterday, she placed the camera on her bedside table. As a photography major, she was certain that the photos had not been copied.

　　That’s why she took the initiative to find Miyuki today, wanting to understand Shirakawa Natsu.

　　”Just kidding.” Shirakawa Natsu retracted her finger and laughed, “The atmosphere was just too tense. Did I behave badly just now?”

　　Ryoko Arishima then came to her senses, her whole body relaxed, and Shirakawa Natsu’s smile was a copy of Kimura Momo’s.

　　With his handsome features, he easily inspires trust.

　　”Mm.” Ryoko Arishima nodded quickly. After the commotion just now, the atmosphere had improved considerably, and she was clearly less tense than before.

　　The two sat down on the sofa.

　　Ryoko Arishima sat down only slightly, still with her head down, then suddenly looked up at Natsu Shirakawa: “Shirakawa-kun, can you forget about last night?”

　　”Forgot?” Shirakawa Natsu smiled, stood up, and walked to the display case.

　　”No!” Ryoko Arishima quickly interjected to stop her.

　　But it was too late. Shirakawa Natsu picked up the camera, opened the photos, and found that every single photo taken last night was saved inside.

　　“Isn’t this beautiful?” Shirakawa Natsu pointed the album screen at Arishima Ryoko: “You think so too, right? Otherwise, why would you say you’d forget about it, but keep the photos and leave them here untouched, as if you’re hoping someone will pick them up again?”

　　”No…” Ryoko Arishima shook her head frantically, “I just… I just haven’t had time to delete it yet.”

　　”I guess you’re not satisfied yet,” Shirakawa Natsu said with a smile, looking at Arishima Ryoko’s porcelain doll-like face.

　　”I…” Ryoko Arishima lowered her head, her face flushed, under his gaze. She couldn’t answer that question at all; she couldn’t very well say that she was already satisfied.

　　“Yesterday wasn’t all,” Shirakawa Natsu laughed again. “It wasn’t just yesterday; there was something wilder, more passionate, and truly amazing.”

　　Ryoko Arishima shuddered and cautiously raised her head.

　　”How about it?” Shirakawa Natsu picked up the camera she had bought today and sat down next to her. “Want to try it? This time, I’ll use my camera and save the photos. Of course, I’ll blur your face. You want more people to see it, right?”

　　”Ah…” Ryoko Arishima shifted back a little on the sofa. “Ah, no.”

　　“Yeah, that’s true.” Shirakawa Natsu smiled, opened her canvas bag, and took out her camera: “Let’s take a picture as a souvenir. Just one picture, and I’ll leave after that.”

　　A struggle flashed across Ryoko Arishima’s face before she finally nodded after a long pause: “Just… just one.”

　　”Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu smiled, picked up the camera, and quickly pressed the shutter. With a “click,” the photo was taken.

　　Ryoko Arishima looked bewildered, clearly not expecting him to finish filming so quickly.

　　Shirakawa Natsu ignored her surprised expression, put away her camera again, and smiled, “I’m done taking pictures.”

　　After saying that, he stood up and walked towards the entrance.

　　Ryoko Arishima stood on the sofa, a look of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

　　”Aren’t you going to see me off, Ryoko-san?” Shirakawa Natsu saw her expression, which was exactly what he had expected.

　　She had already mentally prepared herself, and perhaps considered stopping Shirakawa Natsu from making any excessive filming requests.

　　But the result was just a casual snapshot, like a girl excitedly putting on a beautiful makeup look.

　　The result of being dismissed with a casual snapshot creates a strong sense of disappointment.

　　Moreover, this also involves her XP.

　　It’s like you’ve mentally prepared yourself for an affair, but the other person just sleeps with you and doesn’t actually do anything.

　　“Miss Ryoko seems a little disappointed.” Shirakawa Natsu’s gaze swept over her.

　　”I…” Ryoko Arishima lowered her head slightly.

　　”It was too hasty after all.” Shirakawa Natsu chuckled and took out the camera again: “Let’s take another picture.”

　　”Hmm.” Ryoko Arishima kept her head down, hesitated for a shorter time than last time, and did not refuse.

　　“However, this loungewear doesn’t show off Ryoko’s figure.” Shirakawa Natsu’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Why don’t you take it off first? You’re wearing an undershirt anyway.”

　　A struggle flashed across Ryoko Arishima’s face before she finally reached out and took off her coat, revealing her undershirt underneath.

　　The white undershirt was very thin, and you could see the bulge in her chest.

　　”Click.” “Click.” Two more shutter sounds.

　　”It’s still a little lacking.” Shirakawa Natsu looked at her chest and said seriously, “You’re still wearing a bra underneath, it doesn’t look natural enough.”

　　Ryoko Arishima lowered her head and gripped the sofa tightly with both hands.

　　Shirakawa Natsu smiled, stepped forward, and reached her hand inside the hem of her dress to unbutton the back of her dress.