Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

The vertical pupils now visible in Stella's eyes were the best proof of that.

Therefore, he couldn't refuse. Rejecting meant waiting for the next opportunity, and who knew how long that would take.

"Huff..."

He exhaled a long breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"Swish—"

The light chiffon dress fell off directly; removing it wasn't difficult.

He just needed to undo the connection between the upper blouse and the lower layers, being careful not to touch Stella's body.

"Is this okay now?"

('Easier than I thought.')

Haramura Makoto breathed another long sigh of relief.

Taking off a girl's clothes—though he'd had many opportunities to practice before—this was truly his first time doing it, making him quite nervous earlier.

"No, Makoto, we have to be the same."

"There's still this, and this piece of clothing that hasn't been undone."

Stella's small hand pinched his collar, fanning herself repeatedly, pleading with Haramura Makoto.

"I, I understand."

Stella was wearing a dress style today, with a layer of chiffon skirt connected to the outside.

The chiffon skirt had already been completely removed by Haramura Makoto, and now Stella was only wearing a pure white knee-length dress.

Furthermore, Stella had already unbuttoned the top two buttons on her collar.

Now, only the last button on her collar and the zipper on her back remained.

In other words, as long as the zipper was completely opened, Stella's figure in only her underwear would be completely exposed.

"Zzzip—"

The last white dress fell off.

The figure of a red-haired girl wearing only black lace lingerie completely appeared before Haramura Makoto, the black lingerie and snow-white skin creating a stark contrast, giving a strong visual impact, coupled with the black stockings on her thighs.

"Is it really okay this time?"

"Are we equal now?"

Heaven knows how much torment he had just endured, having to avoid touching the girl's body in the process.

Now he just wanted to admire himself, admiring his willpower.

Haramura Makoto also quickly turned his head away, not allowing himself to gaze at this highly stimulating scene.

"Why did you stop just here?"

"Makoto—"

His shoulder was suddenly gripped by a small hand, and an incomparably resentful voice rang in Haramura Makoto's ear.

Resentment, grievance, incomprehension, joy, affection!

Various complex emotions clashed and intertwined in Stella's mind.

"Makoto, why won't you accept me even when I'm like this?"

"My body is attractive to you, isn't it?"

"Why are you always restraining yourself?"

"What exactly are you thinking? I don't understand. I ask others, and they don't understand either."

As if venting her anger from so long, the small hand gripping Haramura Makoto's clothes became even more forceful.

"Stella."

The only response to Stella was Haramura Makoto's soft call and the large hand covering hers.

Escape seemed meaningless.

It seemed that his avoidance after the confession a few days ago had further stimulated Stella's nerves.

"I like you. I already told you that the other day, right?"

"Then why?"

Stella's attitude became even more agitated. It was because of what happened the other day, and now the same words ignited her anger.

"It's just that there are many things I haven't confessed to you yet."

"The reason I'm avoiding is just because I feel like it's not the right time yet."

"What?"

As soon as Haramura Makoto said this, the room immediately fell silent.

The flush on her face instantly receded, and Stella, who had been extremely agitated just now, suddenly calmed down.

A rustling sound came from behind, and the small hand held by Haramura Makoto was also withdrawn. Stella slowly sat down beside Haramura Makoto.

"Without a doubt, Stella, you are a very charming girl."

"Faced with a girl like you confessing, it's impossible for a man not to be moved."

This time it was Haramura Makoto's turn to take the initiative. He took Stella's small hand, interlocking their fingers, their palms pressed tightly together.

"That's enough."

"You said you like me, right?"

"But, I still can't tell you everything, Stella."

Vaguely sensing that Stella wanted to say something, Haramura Makoto held Stella's small hand even tighter.

"You said you have things to hide, but they're not harmful to me, right?"

Another free small hand gently stroked her full chest, feeling the accelerating heartbeat within her.

Her somewhat drowsy head suddenly became extremely clear.

"I don't want to continue waiting anymore."

"Even if there are things you're hiding from me, it doesn't matter. I believe you definitely won't hurt me, Makoto."

"This constantly throbbing heartbeat tells me that I want to be with you right now."

The girl's feelings were completely revealed at this moment, and Stella completely spoke the words hidden in her heart.

"..."

The room fell silent again, and the only thing that could be heard was the crackling sound of firewood burning.

"How could I possibly hurt you."

After a long silence, Haramura Makoto finally spoke first to break the silence.

In fact, there was a real possibility of hurting Stella, but that only possibility was selectively forgotten by Haramura Makoto.

In the end, the truth he had been hesitating about was none other than Kaname.

He knew very well that both girls were very proud, and they had their own strong personalities and self-esteem.

How could he accept such an absurd thing as sharing a husband with other men.

('Oh well, there will always be a way.')

('Anyway, it's a different world. As long as we don't meet, it doesn't matter, right?')

Looking at Stella's firm gaze, Haramura Makoto comforted himself in this way.

"I understand. Stella, can you go out with me?"

And so...

"Thump thump thump..."

Stella's heart seemed to have been suddenly stimulated very strongly, beating powerfully.

Inside her body, hot blood was flowing wildly.

——「Hot」!

It really hot, this was the only feeling in Stella's heart at this moment.

Her heart was pounding with excitement, beating like a war drum, her blood was hot, flowing like magma in her body.

This hot feeling was a little different from when she awakened her ability before.

When she first awakened her ability, that heat was from the outside to the inside, it was a heat that would burn herself, burn her skin.

But this time the heat was from the inside to the outside.

It was a heat that burned even her internal organs with hot blood, and the pain it brought was far beyond the pain before.

"Ugh... Ah..."

Now should have been the time for Stella to express her inner joy.

She had finally gotten Haramura Makoto to confess as she wished, and she could be with him forever, dating, but now she could only let out a painful wail.

Next second!

"Thump thump... Thump thump..."

The sound of her heart beating powerfully became clear at this moment, and even Haramura Makoto could hear the sound.

"As expected, it's starting!"

Haramura Makoto's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly helped Stella, who was hot all over, put on her clothes in front of her, and then immediately retreated to the side.

A terrifying sense of oppression was constantly radiating from Stella's body in waves.

Then...

"Zing—!"

A stimulating strong light shone from Stella's body like the sun.

At the same time, even hotter temperatures and flames than usual erupted directly from Stella's body.

"Ahhhhhhh—"

In that heat and strong light, Stella's extremely painful wailing resounded in it.

"Rumble—"

The wooden house, which had experienced several waves of momentum and magical power, finally collapsed completely, unable to bear the burden.

The wooden strips that made up the ceiling fell directly down.

But Haramura Makoto remained unmoved, just dodging his position, completely ignoring the wooden strips above Stella's head.

"Bang bang bang—"

The wooden strips fell on Stella's surrounding burning protective flames, causing no harm to Stella.

Instead, the flames directly burned them into wood ash the moment they came into contact with Stella.

"As expected, the temperature is very high."

"Then why wasn't I burned just now."

Standing on the pile of wood, listening to Stella's painful wailing, Haramura Makoto also fell into deep thought.

Under this high temperature, unless you touch it with spirit armor, or wrap your hands with magical power, even a Sword Eater's skin is no different from a human's.

During the process of putting on clothes just now, Haramura Makoto inevitably touched Stella's body, and he completely forgot about the magic power.

Stella's current state also made it impossible to control her body and not hurt him.

But he wasn't burned.

No, not to mention burning, he didn't even feel the heat just now.

"Forget it, it doesn't seem like it's time to care about such things."

Haramura Makoto turned around and looked at the dark, mysterious forest in the deep night.