Akane Nanao is the manager of Tokyo Sobu High School's baseball team and a very popular beautiful girl in the baseball club.
She has a cheerful and optimistic personality, a soft and slender waist, and short red hair that adds to her charm. The most eye-catching thing is the immeasurable weight on her chest. Her voluptuous figure is clearly visible, and her sweet smile could charm thousands of boys.
This beautiful girl blushed because of Ryo Asakura's Line message.
"Nanao-san, I prepared a lunch box for you as an apology for yesterday. Please accept it."
"Well, then I'll be looking forward to Asakura-kun's lunch box! And as I told you yesterday, you can call me Akane!"
"Asakura-kun, let's have lunch together on the rooftop at noon!"
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"Okay, Akane."
Akane Nanao covered her blushing face, feeling her heart pound strong and fast. Is this what a heartbeat feels like?
For the first time, the girl tasted the innocent and ambiguous flavor of youth. She rubbed her plump cheeks tightly, seemingly craving more.
After enduring the boring class time with longing and anticipation, once the last morning class was announced, Nanao Akane couldn't wait to leave the classroom for the rooftop, not even caring about the two or three good friends she usually had lunch with.
Asakura slowly packed up his textbooks before taking out his lunch box from the drawer and heading to the rooftop.
Along the way, top students were discussing questions on their way to the cafeteria, and gamers were discussing their gains from last night's games. This campus life, filled with youthful energy, was probably the most beautiful picture.
Pushing open the lock of the Gate, the breeze gently lifted Asakura's fine bangs as she walked towards Nanao Akane under the sunlight.
In the girl's eyes, that face with distinct features seemed bathed in a holy light, deeply touching her heart. The calmness, tinged with unclear emotions, perfectly matched her preferences.
Akane Nanao couldn't help but stare in a daze, subtly squeezing her legs together to conceal a strange sensation.
"Good afternoon, Akane. Come and try the bento I made. I hope it suits your taste."
"...Huh? Yeah, I've been looking forward to this for a long time."
After Asakura took out the prepared lunch box, opened it, and handed it to the girl, he clasped his hands together and said:
"I'm starting." x2
Akane Nanao picked up the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and rice and put them in her mouth. A sense of satisfaction that went straight to the depths of her soul exploded in her mouth, and she kept searching for the deepest memories in her mind.
The picture froze on yesterday when Asakura helped her reach a new level of excitement. Her soul was filled with joy, and a charming blush appeared on her skin.
But the more this happened, the more Nanao Akane felt parched and yearned for something to fill the emptiness that had nowhere to go.
She was seen constantly picking up food and impatiently putting it into her mouth, trying to satisfy the thirst of her soul and body with the delicious meal.
Fine beads of sweat trickled down her rosy cheeks, her watery eyes looked as if they might tear up at any moment, her legs were unconsciously clamped together and rubbed against each other, and Nanao Akane secretly glanced at Asakura.
"Wow~ I'm going to become weird again, but I can't stand it any longer."
"As long as I'm careful and do it secretly, Asakura-kun won't find out, right?"
"Just this once, just once."
At this time, Asakura was eating while his mind wandered, his eyes staring blankly at the sky, his thoughts still recalling the knowledge points explained in class that day, constantly reviewing and consolidating them so that he could finish his homework faster after school and have more free time for other things.
When she realized that Asakura's attention wasn't focused on her, Nanao Akane grew bolder and her subtle movements became more frequent. While indulging her secret sensation, she recalled her feelings from yesterday as a delightful accompaniment to her meal.
But she could never quite reach the peak. The frustration of being so close fueled her desire and prompted her to make a bolder decision.
"Asakura-kun..., the bento you made... is so delicious. The taste... is so wonderful..., I really want to eat this kind of bento every day."
"Your cooking skills... would make even professional housewives... ashamed of themselves."
Nanao Akane's voice trembled, but Asakura didn't turn around, remaining silent for a moment before saying guiltily...
"Practice makes perfect, I guess. It would be great if you like it."
"If you want to eat it next time, just tell me and I can prepare it for you."
"Then...it's a deal."
Akane Nanao was becoming more and more adept at her subtle movements. She continued her secret indulgence while chatting with Asakura, and this experience brought her an incomparable sense of freshness.
But yesterday's experience was still vivid in her mind, and this alone wasn't enough for her to fully recapture that feeling.
The girl longed to be the master of this sensation, but her reserve and reason gave her a final warning.
"I can't do such a shameful thing in front of Asakura-kun. If Asakura-kun finds out, I will definitely be considered a shameless girl."
'But I'm almost there, just a little bit more and I can...'
"By the way, I can say that yesterday's contact made me relax for once, so Asakura-kun will understand my difficulties, right?"
Sex, the nature of food and sex.
As the saying goes, men think with their lower body, but in fact, women's nerves are far richer and more sensitive than men's. The long-lasting and continuous wave-like pleasure during the reproduction process is far better than the short few seconds of enjoyment that men have to endure with great effort.
So there is an old proverb like "There are only cows that die of exhaustion, but no fields that are plowed to death." In fact, the ancients were honest and did not deceive me.
Nanao Akane covered her blushing face, patted Asakura's shoulder, then lowered her head shyly and said...
"Hey, Asakura-kun, after you...massaged me yesterday, my body and stress have been relaxed a lot."
"Can you... still help me relax like you did yesterday?"
A strange look appeared on Asakura's expressionless face. After a moment of silence, he suddenly thought of the superpower he'd signed in for today.
[Your cooking skills have reached a level beyond what humans can achieve. Eating the food you make will arouse the desire deep in your heart.]
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Could it be that this superpower made Nanao Akane become like this?!
He recalled the unforgettable warmth he felt when the girl clung to him yesterday, and her amazing presence in that moment of intimacy. She could truly be called the daughter of the ocean.
Besides, the girl, who usually has a very good reputation, has no rumors about having a boyfriend, so she should still be innocent. The reason she became like this is probably because of what happened yesterday.
After thinking about it, Asakura realized that he was the one who had inadvertently caused this, and his eyes twitched violently.
Maybe I can't blame myself. I, Ryo Asakura, am just an ordinary, low-key, and honest man.
All of this should be blamed on that improper superpower, the 'poor' high school boy can only comfort himself in this way.
Seeing that Asakura was silent for a long time, Akane Nanao couldn't help feeling a little regretful, but the lingering anticipation made her even more uncomfortable.
"Asakura-kun, my request was rude, I'm sorry!"
"Sorry, I was distracted. It's just that this is the first time I've encountered such a request, and I was a little surprised." Asakura came back to his senses.
"Then...is it okay?" Nanao Akane's watery eyes glistened.
"If it's Akane, then it's okay."
Hearing this, the girl quickly walked up to Asakura, stretched out her arms, and hugged the boy's strong back tightly. She was deeply fascinated by the thickness and warmth of his back.
Akane Nanao was ashamed of her desire to enjoy a massage, but who could refuse the service of Asakura?
After Asakura felt the movement stop, sensing the slightly awkward atmosphere, he took the initiative to ask:
"Akane, can this massage help you relax?"
"Mmm... this is the best massage I've ever had, Asakura-kun."
Akane Nanao cried with joy, as if a great weight had been lifted. She was so glad that Asakura-kun didn't look down on her because of this.
"I'm glad I can help you."
"Well, we should continue to protect this secret together, right, Asakura-kun?"
"Hey, don't worry."
"I felt it just now. Asakura-kun is also under a lot of pressure, right?"
"This... has no impact."
Asakura turned his eyes away awkwardly, not daring to look at Nanao Akane's shy and cunning eyes.
Of course, Asakura, who was still inexperienced in his previous life, could not resist this kind of subtle attack. In fact, because of this stimulation, his senses sharpened, and he felt a primal urge.
"It's okay. We have a common secret, and Asakura-kun helped me relax just now. Now it's my turn to help Asakura-kun."
Akane Nanao suppressed her shyness and pretended to be generous, saying that she could help Asakura with a massage to relax. Asakura never expected that things would turn out this way. The boy was still confused as to whether he was losing his mind.
When he first came here, his life was still normal.
Although Asakura didn't watch much anime in his previous life, he knew about the so-called xx world. He also heard his roommate introduce the famous anime "If you love someone but are not brave enough to eat shit for him, what kind of love is that?" and was shocked by its perverted premise.
Well, no matter how reserved he was, when Asakura heard that there was a girl willing to offer him such intimacy, he still felt a little moved.
After all, no matter how abstinent one is, the DNA etched in one's bones cannot be entirely suppressed.
It's just like in the foot massage parlor, when technician No. 7 softly persuades you to add time, and you think of her 'gambling father, sick mother, school-age sister, and her dire circumstances', and you can't help but feel compassion, and you swipe your card to add more time.
It's a pity that desire rises with the bell and is hard to calm down when the bell stops.
"Asakura-kun, do you feel relieved from the stress?"
"...Well enough."
"Well, Asakura-kun, you are under a lot of pressure. I've been massaging for so long, but your muscles are still so stiff." Akane Nanao asked curiously while massaging vigorously.
"Maybe it's because I haven't relaxed my muscles for too long." Asakura's expression became increasingly strange. The more he watched this scene, the more bizarre it seemed. Give me back my normal life, you bastard.
"There's really nothing I can do about Asakura-kun. I'll just have to work harder."
"Would that be better?"
Asakura frowned but did not respond,i he simply nodded to the girl who was looking at him. When Akane Nanao saw this, her expression brightened even more, and her innocent eyes were like an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.
Enjoying such high-standard service, even Asakura couldn't help but let out a long sigh of comfort. When the mysterious sensation flooded his mind, even the calmest person couldn't maintain their composure.
The boy's body seemed to be possessed, and he performed all kinds of incredible movements.
It took Asakura a while to come back to his senses after the massage, and then he saw this scene and couldn't help but feel stunned.
I can only act like a gentleman to talk to you.
The more polite they are, the more afraid I am. A gentleman should be able to let go.