[Sad News] Living Together with the Unattainable Beauty—Her Overwhelming Affection Is Way Too Calculated - 50-51

Chapter 50: I’m Home, to Where I Belong

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Click, click, click.

In a pure-white studio in Tokyo, camera shutters and blinding strobes rang out in a steady rhythm.

“Okay, KANOKO-chan, that’s great—love that expression!”

A male photographer with a big-sister sort of vibe called out praise.

“Thank you!”

I smiled perfectly at the camera like a model was supposed to. But my heart wasn’t here. I wanted to go home.  I wanted to hurry back to that room, to the place where Gen-chan was.

The night before, in a clean hotel room in the city prepared for the shoot, I lay alone in a bed that was far too big. A huge, fluffy bed, but it didn’t comfort me at all. His body wasn’t beside me. I couldn’t hear his slightly irregular breathing. It was just wide and quiet and unbearably lonely.

Even fingering myself inside felt somehow boring. I had come to need his upset face, his nervous voice — without them, even masturbating wouldn’t do it. Again and again I picked up my phone. I fought the urge to send “What are you doing now?” or “Hey look!” with a naked photo of me. 

Is he missing me while I’m not there? Or is he relieved, happily spending the night with games to his heart’s content?

I kept thinking things like that and couldn’t sleep much. The shoot finished in the late afternoon.

“KANOKO-chan, do you want to grab dinner with everyone after this?”

The staff who’d worked with me that day asked, but I politely declined.

“Sorry! I have an early call tomorrow, so I’ll pass tonight—!”

A lie. I had nothing planned tomorrow; it was an off day. But I wanted to be home as soon as possible. I didn’t need a glamorous wrap party at a trendy restaurant or a celebratory party. What I wanted was that ordinary, warm life that included him.

I hurried onto the Shinkansen. Watching the scenery streak past at high speed, I wondered: Had he eaten properly? Was he surviving on cup ramen again? Was the room messy? Had he thought of me at all?

By the time I reached the station near home, it was already completely dark outside. I walked quickly along the familiar path to the apartment and finally stood before our door. My hand trembled just a little as I took the key from my bag. Even the few seconds felt unbearably long given how impatient I was.

My heart pounded. I was nervous to see him. What kind of expression should I wear? It had been awkward between us ever since the culture festival. What if he felt relieved I wasn’t there?

I took a deep breath, steeled myself, and slid the key into the lock. The door clicked open.

“…I’m home.”

I whispered it in a very small voice.

Immediately the living-room door burst open, and Gen-chan popped his head out. The instant he saw my face, his eyes widened a little. I could tell the stiff look on his face eased, just a fraction. A look of relief, maybe — a gentle expression.

Then he said it. Without stammering or looking away like usual. He looked straight at me with a clear, warm voice.

“Welcome home.”

Just that one word. Just with that one word, all the anxiety, loneliness, and restlessness that had sat heavy in my chest for the past two days flew away cleanly, like someone had swept them off a table.

Ah — this was the word I wanted to hear. I had wanted him to say “welcome home.” The fact that he had been waiting for my return made me unbearably happy. This was my place to come home to. Not “KANOKO” the model, not Kanoko Fujigaya the student either. Just me, in my plain face, in the one precious, precious place where I could be myself.

Before I knew it, a single tear slipped from my eye.

“…I’m home, Miyazuka-kun.”

This time my voice trembled with tears. But he didn’t look away. He simply gazed at me quietly and gently. Under that warm look, I couldn’t say anything more. I just kept crying and couldn’t stop.

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Chapter 51: Interlude 2: The Feelings That I Can’t Contain

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Just as I expected, he ate nothing but instant ramen while I was gone. And so, I made his favorite omurice, which I had cooked on our first day living together. Watching him eat like a child, spilling a smile and saying, “Delicious!” as usual, my heart warmed, and my maternal instincts were irresistibly stirred.

I really want to stay with him. Forever.

We kept talking for these two days, as if to fill the gap. About school, about work. Maybe we were just talking aimlessly because we didn’t want to part. While washing dishes in the kitchen, I glanced at the living room, where he was reading a light novel on the sofa. Lately, he’d been retreating to his room right away, but as expected, seeing him in the living room made me feel at ease.

Looking at him like that, a dark desire to spoil him indulgently welled up inside me. I’d held back for these two days, so just a little… My nipples were so hard they hurt. It felt like my maternal instincts might explode, and breast milk might come gushing out.

“Hey, I’m gonna take a bath first.”

“Oh, sure! Have a good one!”

I took off my apron, casting a sidelong glance at Gen-chan as he shuffled toward the bathroom.

Hehe… Fufufu. Gen-chan, because of you, I haven’t been able to masturbate for days, you know? It’s okay now, right?

I headed to the bathroom after him, passing by as he came out with just a towel around his waist. His eyes showed a hint of fear under my intense gaze. How adorable.

I cleansed myself in the shower, psyching myself up. I didn’t masturbate in the bath today. Unable to calm my excitement, love juices shamelessly dripped from my vagina. Soaking slowly in the tub, I thought about what excuse to use. 

I was hesitant to use the same “I was half-asleep” excuse again. I wanted him to see the real me. Not some hallucination. Clearly, in a bright place. As I mulled it over, I unconsciously pinched my nipples. 

Oh, no, no.

Ami’s radical advice from before flashed through my mind.

『Just sneak into his bed and create a fait accompli…』

Sure, sneaking into his bed could leave an unforgettable impact. But making it a fait accompli? 

That’s better saved for after we’re lovers. Maybe I’m in this situation because I keep overthinking, but sex is special, after all.

In the bathroom, I meticulously applied body cream, especially to my prized G-cup breasts, carefully massaging my nipples. Then, I put on my new battle attire. 

A white babydoll, different from the previous one. A delicate, sheer lace camisole type. Being white, the way it revealed was on another level compared to black. I slipped it on from my feet, adjusted the shoulder straps, and positioned it.

The fabric meant to cover my breasts was nonexistent. Just the outline of a triangle made of strings, leaving my breasts completely exposed. The embarrassment made my face feel like it was on fire. The thin fabric draped below my chest, generously covering my stomach and hips. 

It had more fabric than the black babydoll, but with my breasts exposed, it felt even more direct and provocative. I put on matching panties. Normal in shape but mature. Except the crotch had a large vertical slit, starting from the pubic bone, hiding nothing. Equipped with gear for perverts, I headed to the battlefield.

“Fufu, get ready, Gen-chan.”

Peeking from the bathroom, Gen-chan was still drying his hair. The sound of the hairdryer echoed in the room. I muffled my footsteps, slowly approaching, and stood behind the sofa.

“Hey, Miyazuka-kun.”

“Eek! W-What…?”

He turned around, eyes wide, mouth agape, staring at my body from top to bottom.

Thud. 

The hairdryer fell. The buzzing sound filled the room. His gaze was glued to my breasts.

I leisurely walked to the front of the sofa, picked up the hairdryer, and turned it off, making sure to jiggle my breasts. Silence filled the room, as if I could hear our heartbeats.

“F-Fufu, F-Fuji…Fujigaya-san…”

“Fufu. How do I look? Does it suit me?”

My face burned as I asked. His eyes swam wildly, his hands trembling. Oh, how adorable. This was the reaction I wanted. My dear Gen-chan.

“Here we go.”

I sat snugly beside him, turning my body toward him. My breasts pressed against his arm, and his body jolted. A wet sound came from my thighs. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might stop as I voiced the excuse I’d thought of in the bath.

“Hey, Miyazuka-kun… Will you help me with my masturbation?”

“M-Mastur…bation…?”

“Y-Yeah. I haven’t been able to, you know. Partly because of you.”

“…M-Me…?”

The towel around his waist bulged noticeably. I smirked. 

Look at me more. So much that you can’t see anything but me. A straightforward excuse is fine. If we can’t have sex, masturbation will do. That’s all.

I slowly spread the slit in my panties, sliding my fingers to my vagina, deliberately making loud sounds, moaning exaggeratedly, and moving my fingers in and out for him to see. He stared, his body turning red.

“Ahh!♡ Ahh!♡ Look!♡ Look!♡ Ohh!♡”

Since I didn’t masturbate in the bath, just a little movement made my love juices spill, forming a puddle on the sofa. I straddled him, kneeling, and thrust my left breast into his wide-open mouth.

“Fgh!” 

He let out a cute sound, staring into my eyes. Then, as he began to lick my nipple—slurp, slurp—my maternal instincts exploded, and a gush of fluid soaked his stomach.

“Ohhh!♡ S-Sorry!♡ I squirted!♡ Ahh!♡ You’re so good!♡ So good at sucking my breasts!♡”

“Slurp, slurp!”

I guided his hand to my lonely right breast. He trembled but began to knead it awkwardly, gently teasing my nipple. The maddening sensation made my womb ache.

“H-Hey!♡ Please!♡ Here!♡ Here too!♡ Tease my pussy too!♡♡”

Face flushed, I stood on the sofa, displaying my pussy right in front of his eyes, less than ten centimeters away. I hooked my fingers into my vagina, spreading the glistening flesh for him to see. He slowly understood what I wanted, hesitantly extending his tongue to lick inside my vagina.

“Ohhh!♡ Amazing!♡”

Unable to withstand the taboo sensation, I squirted onto his face. He closed his eyes tightly, accepting the gushing fluid. His mouth opened wide, covering my entire pussy, sucking my clitoris like he did my nipple.

“Ohhh!♡ So good!♡♡ I love it, love it, love it!♡ I’m coming!♡ Coming, coming, coming!♡♡♡”

He drank every drop of my squirting fluid. Overwhelmed with love, I squirted more. Even while I squirted, he kept teasing my clitoris, giving me sweet climaxes.

“Phew!”

His face, soaked with my lewd fluids, looked at me with a flushed expression.

I know. It’s intense, right? It’s painful, right?

Without catching my breath, I slid off the sofa, knelt before him, and yanked off the towel around his waist.

“Wait, Fujigaya-san!! That’s..!! That’s not okay!!”

Ignoring his protests, I took his massive, probably twenty-centimeter cock into my mouth in one go. Thanks to the slick precum, it slid down my throat.

“Ahhh!! Wait!! Wait, wait!!”

Instantly, semen blasted into the back of my throat. Unfazed, I sucked his cock, pistoning with my throat.

“Mmph!♡ Gulp!♡ Slurp!♡ Mmph!♡ Mmph!♡ Gulp!♡ Slurp!♡”

“No, no, no!! Fujigaya-san!! Stop!!”

His hips bucked wildly. It was so fun, so fun, I grabbed his waist, thrusting his cock deeper into my throat, pulling it out quickly, and repeating. Soon, a second load of semen spilled out, and I swallowed it all.

“Chuuuup!♡ Gulp!♡ Thank you for the meal!♡♡”

I sucked out the remaining semen from his urethra, gently stroking his slightly softened cock.

I’m not satisfied yet. We can’t have sex, but there are other ways…Get hard again.

“Nfu!♡ Did that feel good?♡”

“Haaa…Haaa…Y-yes…”

“Slurp, slurp!♡ Smack!♡ Slurp!♡”

“Oh! Ohhh!!”

Confirming his glistening cock was hard again, I smirked, stood up, and kneaded my breasts provocatively, twisting my nipples hard, letting my dripping love juices coat his cock gently.

I turned around, swaying my hips invitingly, locking eyes with him over my shoulder. I gathered the love juices overflowing from my vagina, slathering them onto my anus, hooking my fingers to spread the hole. I showed him my drenched, fleshy hole.

Gulp. 

His throat made an audible sound. Showing off my anus, perfectly stretched by cat tails or dildos, I whispered.

“…Put it in~♡”

“Uh… eh… F-Fuji…gaya-san…”

He stood, trembling knees steadied, and grabbed my hips firmly. I spread my anus wide with my fingers, and he pressed the tip of his cock against it. The sensation made my body tremble. He was about to penetrate me. Not sex, but I was taking him inside me. The unbearable excitement burned my brain.

“Ohhh!♡ Ohhh, ohhh!♡♡♡♡♡”

His cock slid in slowly. Unable to bear the sensation, I braced myself on the coffee table, knees shaking, savoring every inch of his cock entering me. Love juices poured from my vagina like a broken faucet.

Finally, his groin pressed against my hips, his cock fully inside. My insides felt hot. His cock was completely different from a dildo. Like burning iron. But that pain turned into pleasure. His cock was slowly pulled out, a sensation like my insides were being dragged out.

“Ohhh!♡ Ohhh!♡”

Just as I was imagining the next thrust—

SLAM!!

“!!!!♡♡♡♡♡”

SPLASH!

The world flickered. My vision flipped. I couldn’t breathe.His cock, thrust in with full force, wasn’t done with just one.

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! 

The sound of flesh smacking echoed in my brain.

“Ohhh!♡ Ohhh!♡ My ass feels so good!♡♡ Coming!♡ Coming!♡ Coming!♡ Ohhh!♡ I love it!♡ I love it!♡ I love my ass!♡”

The pleasure he gave me made me climax repeatedly in short bursts. I no longer knew what I was saying. To think my anus could feel this good… I savored the happiness, drooling everywhere. The squirting fluid filled his coffee cup on the table to the brim. Sweat droplets flew from my jiggling breasts, and the puddle on the floor kept spreading.

“My ass feels good!!♡ My ass!!♡ Coming!!♡ Coming!!♡”

His breathing and the SLAM, SLAM, SLAM rhythm of flesh sped up. I knew, I felt, his climax was coming. I turned to meet his eyes.

“Miyazuka-kun!♡ Miya!♡ Zuka!♡ Ohh!♡ Coming?♡ Hey!♡ Gonna come?♡ It’s okay!♡ Okay!♡ Inside!♡ Come inside me!♡♡ Please!♡♡ Please!♡ Come inside me!♡♡”

“Guhhh!!”

“Ohhh!♡ Ohhh!♡ Hot!♡ It’s coming in!♡”

With his groan, I felt hot, hot semen pour into my depths. His cock pulsed, feeling good inside me. The overwhelming happiness made me squirt something different from fluid. Undoubtedly, it was a joy-induced pee.

“Haaa… Haaa…”

“Ohhh!♡ Ohhhh!♡ Feels good!!♡♡”

Splatter, splatter…

His heavy breathing, my moans, and the sound of my joy-pee echoed in the room.

Happiness. That’s all I felt.

I turned around, about to clean his cock with a blowjob, but…

SLAM!!

“Ohhh!♡♡♡♡♡”

A follow-up thrust. My knees buckled, his cock nearly slipping out. He grabbed me in a chokehold, gripping my breasts, thrusting even harder than before.

“Coming!♡ Coming!♡ Ohh!♡ Ohh!♡ Intense!♡ Intense!♡ Coming!♡ Coming!♡ Ohhh!♡ More!♡ More!♡ Fuck me more!♡ Ohhh!♡ Coming!!♡♡♡”

When I woke, I was lying in a puddle of my own squirt, love juices, and urine. I must have passed out. The sensation of his cock in my anus lingered, and my stomach felt full of his semen. 

How many times did he come? I didn’t know, but my ass was ravaged intensely. He collapsed on the sofa, probably exhausted to his limit and passed out.

Gen-chan… How adorable.

I stroked his hair, stiff with sweat and squirt. Fufu. Now, I had to clean up before Gen-chan woke up. I kissed his cock once and started cleaning.

The real kiss comes after we’re lovers. Right?

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