By the time Junichi arrived home, it was almost 11 p.m.

I thought the mother and daughter were both asleep.

When he opened the door, Junichi Sei noticed that the living room light was still on, its faint glow emanating from the corner of the entryway.

Upon closer inspection, a smooth, jade-like arm immediately caught Junichi Sei's eye.

It was Misae Hayakawa, who actually fell asleep on the sofa.

Moreover, the weather was rather hot, and the other person hadn't even turned on the air conditioning. Strands of hair mixed with fragrant sweat clung to her delicate face, making her look somewhat haggard yet charming.

Are you waiting for me?

Junichi's gaze softened, he sighed, and prepared to go forward and wake the other person up.

Whether it was because he heard the noise from Sei Junichi or not, just as Sei Junichi was about to approach, the sleeping person suddenly rolled over, burying his entire face in the sofa, with his back facing away from the coffee table, completely freeing up his originally round and perky buttocks.

Coincidentally, Junichi Se was standing right opposite him at that moment. Faced with such a perspective, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and he felt a little dry.

My body is at its most energetic and restless age. Even if I don't have any special thoughts in my mind, my body is still struggling to cope.

Junichi's original intention to wake the other person also paused. He squatted down slightly, his arm went around the other person's neck, and his right hand went through the other person's calf, slowly lifting the whole person up.

Because the other person was quite voluptuous, when she first stood up, Junichi could clearly feel the downward force. This brought them even closer together. Since it was summer, they were both wearing short sleeves, and she could clearly feel the other person's delicacy and softness.

It's icy cold and has a kind of irresistible feel to it.

Perhaps because of the change in position, Misae Haru in his arms shifted uncomfortably, as if trying to find a more comfortable spot. By the time Junichi realized what was happening, she had already pressed her entire face against his chest.

It's so smooth!

The hot breath that kept gushing from his nostrils pounded against his chest in waves, making him feel an unbearable itch even through his shirt, as if countless ants were crawling on him.

And those long, black hairs, occasionally brushing against Junichi's arm, felt like they were tickling his heart, making him feel a pang of anxiety.

Junichi didn't know why he picked the other person up, but he repeatedly told himself not to overthink it.

That's my own... Anyway, no way, absolutely not!

That's right, I just didn't want the other person to get cold in the living room, so I wanted to carry them into the room.

As family members, this is something we should do!

Junichi shook his head and quickly found a good reason for himself.

Before long, Sei Junichi carried the person up to the second floor. He thought it would be difficult, but the process was surprisingly smooth. However, because of the hot weather, the skin that was pressed together was sweaty and a little sticky.

Logically speaking, you should feel a little uncomfortable if you get someone else's sweat on you.

For some reason, the thought of their shared identity made Junichi feel inexplicably excited and pleased.

Perhaps it was because I did a good deed and prevented the other person from catching a cold?

Yes, that must be it!

As Junichi thought about it, he became more and more confident. The stiffness in his arms around the other person disappeared. He slowly adjusted his posture and lifted the other person up with force, so that his arm was pressed into a breathtaking arc, allowing the other person's neck to rest smoothly on his shoulder and preventing the other person from slipping off.

However, Sei Junichi underestimated the weight of his opponent. As a result, his hand slid down slightly under the force of the weight, and as the soft, heart-pounding sensation came from his palm, his heart jumped into his throat. He quickly put the hand back in its original position.

Fortunately, the other person seemed to be sleeping soundly and did not wake up even after being jostled a few times. It was unclear whether it was Junichi's imagination or not, but he felt as if his neck was being strangled even tighter.

That was close!

Click!

The bedroom door was opened.

As a fragrance unique to mature women wafted towards him, Junichi Tokase felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart was filled with a sense of exhilaration.

It smells so good, it feels like I've stumbled into a secret garden!

No, I have to leave right away.

It's so addictive!

Junichi tightened his grip, took a deep breath, and gently placed the person on the headboard.

But as soon as he looked up, he was drawn to the two glossy lips on that exquisite face. The delicate fragrance emanating from them made Junichi Sekichi raise his finger as if possessed, but he stopped just as it reached the corner of her lips.

Reason tells me that I am doing something dangerous, but my brain is gradually losing its rationality due to excessive blood flow to the cerebellum.

Even my breathing became somewhat disordered.

Perhaps it was the alluring night that provided a natural disguise, and the seductive fragrance that was too easy to intoxicate. In the end, Junichi couldn't resist touching it lightly with his fingertip. As soon as he felt a soft, smooth sensation on his lips, he withdrew his culprit as if he had been electrocuted and fled in panic.

The door was closed.

The person who should have been fast asleep on the soft pillow had their long eyelashes tremble imperceptibly. As two pink clouds crept up their cheeks, their eyes, which had just opened slightly from the darkness, were filled with shyness and complexity.

...

As soon as he escaped the room, Junichi Sei awkwardly slammed his back against the wall.

He was panting heavily for a long time, and finally his gaze fell on the index finger of his right hand, and he couldn't look away for a long time.

There was a faint, lustrous sheen there, which, under the refraction of the light, shone brightly, making one's heart race.

Of course, there was more guilt than anything else.

I couldn't help myself and actually... touched it there...

Junichi Sei, I'm so disappointed in you!

Junichi felt guilty. Those were his family members. How could he have such impure thoughts?

Moreover, it's my own...

Damn it!

There can't be a next time. One must always be honest and upright!

Junichi's mind was in turmoil, so much so that he lost his ability to think normally. Coupled with the repeated exchanges with several tea masters, who used coercion and enticement, he suffered great mental stimulation and was soon enveloped by a wave of drowsiness.

He pushed open the door to the nearest room in a daze, not even bothering to wash himself, and collapsed onto the bed.

I don't know if there's something left on the bed, but my limbs feel a bit stiff and uncomfortable, like they can't stretch out properly.

Could it be that Ellie body pillow?

Forget it, never mind!

Junichi was so tired that the moment he fell onto the bed, he didn't want to keep his eyelids open anymore...