Chapter 102

Jingu Nao rested her head on Shirakawa Natsu’s shoulder, her long, black-stockinged legs swinging back and forth, muttering, “Waaah, a couple’s weekend is of course about working at sunrise and resting at sunset. I want to spend the whole day in bed with Natsu.”

“Don’t misinterpret the meaning of words.” Shirakawa Natsu said speechlessly, reaching out to grab her kicking long leg: “Even if you’re a couple, who does it for just one day? Aren’t you afraid of dying?”

“I can move by myself.” Jingu Nao pouted. “It’s also very comfortable to hug someone I like.”

“Ahem.” Shirakawa Natsu quickly covered her mouth. His girlfriend looked like an innocent young girl, but she told a lot of dirty jokes.

Normally it would be fine, but now he’s just afraid of affecting Mi no Shiki.

Miyuki sat in the driver’s seat, his hands gripping the steering wheel, and the jeep was moving much slower than usual.

Shirakawa Natsu was the one who carried out the binding, and he knew the methods best.

He knew that Miyuki’s current sitting posture was dangerous.

Every time she stepped on the gas, the rope would tighten.

The rough hemp rope on her delicate skin repeatedly and clearly reminded her that her body was being bound.

This method of binding will cause the chest to tighten, making it difficult to breathe.

Miyuki was trying her best to endure it, but Shirakawa Natsu could tell that the situation was not good.

Shirakawa Natsu had another worry. Yesterday, as a prank, she deliberately wrapped a rope around the indentation a little below her tailbone and made a knot there.

Now, every move Miyuki makes causes that knot to rub together.

Some parts of the body become congested with blood after stimulation, which can lead to further tightening.

After all, no one expected Jingu Nao to suddenly show up.

Shirakawa Natsu didn’t know why Miyuki didn’t insist on untying the ropes first.

Is it her irresistible personality, or is there some forbidden impulse hidden deep within her heart?

Like a venomous snake tempting humanity to depravity, it all started with an apple.

Now that the die is cast, all we can do is pray that Miyuki’s driving skills are up to par.

“We’re almost there. Kanna Hojo’s house is just ahead.” Shirakawa Natsu saw the familiar gate of Tokyo University through the car window.

He knew that the residential area where Hojo Kanna lived was not far from here.

Sweat gradually appeared on Mi no Shiki’s forehead.

Shirakawa Natsu knew the stimulation was too intense.

Miyuki felt like she was walking on a long staircase with a rope between her pubic bones. With each step she took up, she was rubbing against the rope.

My chest has become erect, and my body is gradually no longer my own.

Pain and a feeling of incoordination, sweating, shortness of breath, and loss of control.

Miyuki stared intently ahead, no longer paying attention to anything else.

“It’s so far away.”

“Just a little longer, just a little more perseverance, and then…”

With a screeching sound, the jeep came to a steady stop outside the alley not far from Kanna Hojo’s house.

“Hehe~ Have we arrived yet?” Jingu Nao stuck her head out of the window, curiously looking at the surrounding buildings.

“Yes, it’s just ahead. Let’s get out first.” Shirakawa Natsu quickly grabbed Jingu Nao’s hand and pulled her out of the car. Turning to Miyuki, she said, “It seems we can’t park here. We’ll go inside first and won’t wait for you!”

Miyu placed one hand on her abdomen and nodded at him.

Shirakawa Natsu only glanced at it before quickly turning her head away; it was too erotic.

This aloof and glamorous woman with a smug, self-conscious expression is definitely not the brother he knows.

He glanced at Nao Jingu, who was skipping and hopping ahead, oblivious to their presence.

He quickly reached out and touched her chin: “Well done.”

“Mmm.” Miyuki snorted, nuzzling his hand with her chin like a puppy.

Shirakawa Natsumi withdrew her hand, thinking to herself, “Don’t drive it next time.”

Although the car was driving very slowly and there was no real danger, it was still quite scary.

We agreed to be brothers all the time, but suddenly they started acting strangely in broad daylight.

To reassure her good friend, Shirakawa Natsumi quickly ran to Jingu Nao: “Yano-Kami seems to be feeling unwell. She’ll sit in the car for a while.”

“Oh, okay, what a pity.” Miyuki smiled and hugged Shirakawa Natsu’s shoulder: “Natsu and Miyuki have a really good relationship.”

“Of course.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded. “She’s my best friend. We’ve been together for over ten years.”

“Does Xia like her? Like a woman?” Jingu Nao asked with a smile.

Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback, then immediately shook her head: “Absolutely impossible. I only consider her a friend. My true feelings are for Nao.”

“Hehe~ I believe in Natsu.” Jingu Nao immediately leaned on his shoulder with a grin.

“Ding-dong!” Shirakawa Natsu pressed the doorbell, and the door was quickly opened. Hojo Kanna stood at the door in her home clothes.

Although she was wearing loungewear, she was clearly wearing light makeup, which made her look quite refined.

She was already beautiful, but with makeup she looked even more mature.

Shirakawa Natsu had already sent her a message before coming, telling her that she and Miyuki would be coming today.

Her makeup was clearly done for Miyuki.

“I’m sorry to have troubled you, Xia-kun, Jingu-kun.” Hojo Kanna bowed politely to the two of them, her gaze fixed on what was behind them.

“Miyuki isn’t feeling well and is in the car. She should be coming over soon,” Shirakawa Natsu quickly explained.

This unexpected incident could cause Kanna Hojo to misunderstand that Miyuki doesn’t want to see her, which would be troublesome.

“I see.” Kanna Hojo’s face showed obvious disappointment, but she quickly put on a smile and said, “Please come in.”

“Hehe, this is a souvenir.” Nao Jingu smiled and waved the shopping bag in her hand.

This is something the two of them grabbed from home when they went out.

“Jingu-kun, you’re too kind.” Hojo Kanna smiled and invited the two into the house. “I’m sorry, the house hasn’t been cleaned these past few days. Please make yourselves at home, I’ll go make some tea.”

After she finished speaking, she turned and went to the kitchen.

As soon as she left, Jingu Nao leaned over and whispered, “Natsu, Kanna seems to be in a bad mood.”

“Hmm.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. “Love isn’t just about sweetness.”

Kanna Hojo brought over some snacks and placed them on the coffee table.

Jingu Nao chatted with her with a smile. This girl could talk to anyone, whether it was celebrity gossip or international affairs. As long as Hojo Kanna answered one question, she could talk non-stop.

Like a lark, she chirped incessantly; thankfully, her voice was clear and melodious.

Kanna Hojo was clearly distracted, her eyes glancing at the door every now and then.

She was waiting for Mi no Kumi.

But Mi-no-Kami seemed to have vanished, and never reappeared.

Shirakawa Natsu knew that Miyuki had most likely encountered some problems while untying the rope.

However, the most likely scenario is that his pants are wet, making it impossible for him to come.

Hojo Kanna’s eyes gradually dimmed, her smile became increasingly forced, and her exquisite makeup suddenly looked somewhat comical.

“I’m so sorry for calling you suddenly last time,” Kanna Hojo said softly to Natsu Shirakawa.

“Uh.” Shirakawa Natsu was taken aback, realizing that she was referring to the time when she was fixing the water pipes at Kimura Momo’s house, which was the last time the two of them met.

“Jingu-san, I’m sorry, I had to call your boyfriend,” Hojo Kanna said to Jingu Nao.

“Hehe, we were together that day.” Jingu Nao chuckled and hugged Shirakawa Natsu’s hand. “He went to find Kanna after he finished, and I was a little jealous.”

“Uh.” Shirakawa Natsumi’s expression was strange. That day when she was fixing the water pipes, she said that the teacher had been in a car accident and had run away. How did she end up sleeping with him?

However, he certainly wouldn’t expose his girlfriend’s lie, and could only give an awkward laugh at this point.

“But I forgive him.” Jingu Nao smiled and hugged Shirakawa Natsu’s arm, shaking it slightly. “After all, he’s just that kind of good-natured person. If his friends are in trouble, he’ll be there to help them in a heartbeat.”

“Oh, that’s great.” Kanna Hojo patted her chest, which instantly surged with a wave of emotion. “It wouldn’t be good if you two argued because of me.”

“No way~” Jingu Nao looked up at Shirakawa Natsu: “I believe Natsu would never lie to me, hehe.”

“Hmph.” Shirakawa Natsu chuckled awkwardly.

“I really envy you two.” Kanna Hojo looked at the two of them hugging each other, her eyes flashing with longing. “I don’t even know what I’m doing.”

“It’s because of Miyuki, isn’t it?” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged. “That guy is just like that, he’s just not good at expressing himself with words.”

Kanna Hojo shook her head, her voice low: “The feeling of loving someone is often indescribable. I loved him so much, but she… I sometimes wonder if this love is really worth continuing?”

“…” Shirakawa Natsu was speechless for a moment. It seemed that Inagawa Hanahi had not given her the CD.

She was unaware that Miyuki wanted to break up with her.

Kanna Hojo saw Miyuki and Hanahi Inagawa kissing.

Knowing she was coming today, she still dressed up carefully; in truth, she already had the answer in her heart.

However, since Mikoshi was not coming, she was clearly wavering.

“Please don’t say things like that again,” Jingu Nao laughed, putting one arm around Shirakawa Natsu’s arm. “Loving someone isn’t about what they’ve done, but about who they are now, how they’re loyal to love, how they’re charming and debonair. That’s what it means to fall in love with someone.”

Jingu Nao glanced at Shirakawa Natsu as she spoke and smiled, “Of course, both people will change in a relationship, but it would be too selfish to make the other person a certain way of being a prerequisite for love.”

Kanna Hojo paused for a moment, then nodded gently: “I’m sorry, I’ll try to accept Miyuki.”

“Hehe.” Jingu Nao rubbed Shirakawa Natsu’s hands together: “I also like the fact that Natsu is a fan of black stockings.”

“Ahem.” Shirakawa Natsu coughed lightly. It was too inappropriate to talk about such personal fantasies in public. But then he suddenly realized that Jingu Nao had started wearing ultra-thin black stockings every day, and suddenly felt that she was an angel.

The two chatted for another ten minutes or so, but Mikoto still didn’t arrive.

“Then we’ll be going now.” Seeing that Hojo Kanna had regained her confidence and had achieved her goal, Shirakawa Natsu didn’t want to stay any longer. She thought it better to go back and play with Jingu Nao’s jade feet.

“Okay.” Kanna Hojo quickly stood up. “I’ll see you off.”