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Chapter 112 I'd rather die (Subscribe)
Natsume Yuikawa, who was caught off guard by this unexpected situation, took his hand off Mochizuki Maaya's leg and raised it again, as if to prove his innocence. The bedroom suddenly became silent, with only the sound of the two people's breathing left.

After releasing the repression she had been suppressing for a long time, Mochizuki Maaya fell down limply. After pausing for a while, she tried to raise her head.

Her slightly curled eyelashes moved twice, and Mochizuki Mayaya's eyes quickly swept over the "masterpiece" she had created. After confirming that this was not an illusion, she lay down completely exhausted again.

Even with the evidence now before her eyes, she still couldn't believe that this was the reaction she could have.

"Cough cough."

Looking at the clear eyes of Mochizuki Maya who was gradually losing their luster, Natsume Yuikawa coughed and said, "Maya, we need to clean up here. Let me help you go outside first. I'll call you when it's done."

As he said this, Natsume Weichuan took her hand just like last time and prepared to pull her up.

However, Mochizuki Maaya was like a puddle of mud and could not be pulled away. She pulled her hand back stubbornly and said in a flat tone: "I'd rather die."

[Warning! In just a moment, the thought that one of you two must die today flashed through Mochizuki Maaya's mind. Although she chose me in the brief weighing, just thinking about it is a way to die. I advise you to let go and do it completely before that. If you can't completely capture her body and mind, then you should take the initiative before she changes her mind.]

Wait a minute! Crumb hint!
I'm very sorry to use this sentence structure again, but isn't it an exaggeration to say that it is a suicide pact just because of this ridiculous reason?
"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ignoring the suggestion, Natsume Yuikawa patted Mochizuki Maya's side, then forcibly lifted her up with his own strength and said:

"This is all normal. And let me tell you, this is a very rare physique. Most people can't learn it even if they want to."

"Should I be happy then?"

After being helped up by him, Mochizuki Mayaya still looked like she was about to lie down again at any moment.

Although her face still had a blush that had not faded after she climbed up to the clouds, she probably wanted to turn into an invisible stream of water right now and sneak away along some crack in the ground.

How do I know whether I should be happy or not?

If I must say, I am quite happy about it.

Natsume Yuikawa complained in his heart, knowing that he could only guide her slowly now, and absolutely could not stimulate Mochizuki Maya any more, so he thought about it carefully before speaking:

"It's hard to say whether I should be happy or not, but now that we've seen each other's most embarrassing side, aren't we the people who understand each other best in the world?"

Natsume Yuikawa straightened her long hair, which she had not taken care of when she lay down, and looked into Mochizuki Maaya's eyes, which had regained some of their brilliance, and continued, "So, considering that it brings us closer together, I think it's at least not a bad thing."

That seems to make sense.

Mochizuki Maaya's eyelashes trembled twice again, and she successfully broke free from her trance-like state.

She held Natsume Yuikawa's arm and moved her eyes forward cautiously.

After coming into contact with the dark shadow, she first shrank back, then slowly mustered up her courage. She repeated this several times. Although Mochizuki Mayaya still felt her face hot, she was finally able to look at it for a long time.

"I've only worn these stockings for a short while and they need to be washed. Now I've added this to the mix. I've left a mess. It looks like I'll be busy tomorrow."

Mochizuki Maaya sighed and said.

After hearing her words, Natsume Weichuan couldn't help but look at the stockings that had been thrown aside. Thanks to the pure white fabric, he could clearly see the marks he left on them. "How about letting me wash these tomorrow?" Natsume Weichuan suggested.

The former was something he specifically requested, and in the end he was the one who enjoyed it the most, so it was reasonable for him to be responsible for it.

As for the latter, there is no need to mention it. Although what happened later was beyond his expectations, it was ultimately caused by him.

"Are you going to wash it?"

Mochizuki Maaya repeated it in confusion.

He would take the initiative to help with all kinds of housework, even cooking, which Natsume Yuikawa was not good at, but he never did the laundry. If we control the variables,
"Do you like my stockings?"

Mochizuki Maaya glanced at Natsume Yuikawa curiously.

"well enough."

Hearing this, Natsume Weichuan nodded first, then asked, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

"So, do you want to secretly collect the stockings while washing them? When I watched the news before, I often saw perverts like this who like to collect original stockings."

Mochizuki Maaya asked without hesitation, her tone calm as if she was asking what to eat for breakfast tomorrow.

After hearing her question, Natsume Weichuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It was not because what Mochizuki Mayaya said was right, but because he suddenly remembered that Sakurai Airi's stockings were still in his shirt pocket.

If discovered by Mochizuki Maya, wouldn't that be just like the pervert she mentioned who stole people's stockings?
An unprecedented sense of crisis descended upon him. Natsume Weichuan immediately flicked Mochizuki Maaya's forehead and denied it categorically: "How could I be that kind of person? It makes me very sad that you think of me like this."

"is it?"

Although she covered her forehead because of the pain, Mochizuki Maya still cast a suspicious look at Natsume Yuikawa and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it's normal to have a little quirk. Just don't go out and take other people's. If you really want it, I'll give you mine."

"You still said that!"

Natsume Yuikawa hit her again, and before she could say anything more shocking, he lifted her up from the bed with both hands.

"What are you doing all of a sudden?"

The feeling of weightlessness brought by being suddenly picked up made Mochizuki Maaya subconsciously hug Natsume Yuikawa tightly.

"What a coincidence. I've also heard that this liquid is slightly acidic. If it's left here without being dealt with, it will damage the mattress. And don't you think your skirt is wet?"

Natsume Yuikawa said this calmly, picked up another set of clothes from the bed, and carried them to the sofa in the living room together with Mochizuki Maya.

Mochizuki Mayaya, whose attention had been distracted with great difficulty, was brought back to the topic. She blushed immediately and had to give up her accusation against Natsume Yuikawa.

Then, the two of them cleaned up the mess left by the farce and fell asleep together.

However, they seemed to have forgotten that the reason for this farce was to prepare for the next date.
(End of this chapter)