Take off your clothes with your own hands

Author: Cat Kaji

"I have to take off my clothes with my own hands"

Like the rising tide, it comes suddenly.

In Asogiri's room, what was supposed to be a relaxing joke suddenly changed unexpectedly. A certain emotion instantly filled the girl's heart, driving her to hug Suzuki Mamoru again.

Intimate contact, unspoken but already clear emotions between each other, entangled and tightly entangled in the quiet bedroom.

Even the air was filled with overflowing emotions and filled with an indescribable atmosphere.

Suzuki Mamoru looked at the ceiling, feeling the weight of the body buried in his chest. In his body, even his heart was beating cautiously.

The girl has a soft body, but it is too heavy for her fragile body.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Suzuki Mamoru took a deep breath, but he could not break the entangled atmosphere. He had no choice but to close his mouth again.

The action of inhaling makes the chest rise and fall, and the head on the chest also moves.

"Suzuki-kun."

When he spoke for the first time, his voice was clear and no longer as entangled as before. The blush on Chao Wuxi's face dissipated, and his eyes regained their luster.

Seeing her like this, Suzuki Mamoru breathed a sigh of relief.

The indescribable emotions and atmosphere in the room just now were completely dissipated in the air and sunlight, like snow water melting into a wisp of smoke.

"Why did you say?" The same question came out of Chao Wuxi's mouth now, far more briskly than last time.

The relaxed tone made Suzuki Mamoru sigh and finally speak: "Does Asagiri expect me to do something to you?"

"What?" The girl lying on his chest couldn't see her expression clearly, but she tapped his chest lightly with her hand, and her tone clearly showed a hint of shyness, "No."

"To be honest, I'm still worried about what Asagiri will do to me."

".What do you think of me, Suzuki-kun?"

Suzuki Mamoru glanced at Chao Wuxi. Chao Wuxi still buried his head, but she could sense his gaze.

".I just hugged you." Chao Wuxi defended, "I didn't do anything."

Suzuki Mamoru smiled helplessly, raised his head and lay down again, looking up at the ceiling.

There was a brief silence between the two, and then Chao Wuxi changed his position, lying sideways on Suzuki Mamoru's chest, with his ear close to his heart.

"What's wrong?" Suzuki Mamoru asked.

"Nothing." Chao Wuxi replied.

"Sorry." Suzuki Mamoru said again.

"No need to apologize." Chao Wuxi continued.

"I"

"As I said, there is no need to explain." Asagiri shook his head slightly against Suzuki Mamoru's chest, "People who follow from Tokyo to Kyoto will not be willing to hear some light rejection."

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Suzuki Mamoru was silent again.

Chao Wuxi listened carefully to the beating of her heart in her chest, which was close to her ears.

The relationship between the two has already exceeded the boundaries of friends in a year of companionship, and the emotions that were not directly stated have been sublimated even when they were on the verge of life and death.

At that time, Suzuki Mamoru was unconscious on the hospital bed, and she gently put her ear against his chest.

It is difficult to fully explain the relationship between the two. Not everyone has the opportunity to face the test of life and death in adolescence, when emotions are most intense. It is not worth being happy, but the emotions accumulated in the heart will change when faced with it.

At that moment, it was indeed unusual.

However, despite this, the two never went further.

He is always like a third person that makes people unable to figure out the distance, free from the edge of all interpersonal relationships. This is him.

He is an "observer" to his classmates, and he is also respectfully addressed as "Mother" to his mother who is closest to him.

As for her, he kept a distance between them, wandering occasionally, but still unable to make up his mind, and sometimes even wanted to escape.

He moved from Tokyo to Kyoto without telling her anything and disappeared from her life all of a sudden. What this meant was very obvious.

However, when the reunion came, it was as if nothing had happened, and the two naturally resumed their previous relationship.

Unable to face it and unable to refuse it at the same time.

In his body, which was as fragile as white porcelain that could break at the touch of a touch, his heart was beating cautiously, hesitantly and tangled.

"So, Suzuki-kun is a coward."

Chao Wuxi, who was lying on Suzuki Mamoru's chest, raised his head and stared at Suzuki Mamoru with a smile.

The pressure in his chest disappeared, and Suzuki Mamoru relaxed. Faced with the girl who had regained her vitality, her mood also relaxed.

"Why do you say that?"

"Anyway."

"Then what must I do to Asagiri now so that I won't be a "coward"?"

"That's not what I'm talking about." Chao Wuxi's voice became softer.

"What is that?"

"It's nothing. Besides," Asagiri said with a sly look, "What if I answer "yes"? Will Suzuki-kun really do something?"

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Suzuki Mamoru looked at the delicate face that Chao Wuxi had deliberately brought to his eyes at this moment, his eyes twinkling like stars, and the unscrupulous soft touch on his body was a completely naked provocation.

Suzuki Mamoru turned his face on the bed: "Then I am still a coward."

Chao Wuxi chuckled lightly, "That's right."

"Yes, that's right."

Chao Wuxi couldn't help but reach out and poke Suzuki Mamoru's fair face, which was as white as the white walls of a hospital room.

"Suzuki-kun, tell me." She suddenly thought of a question.

"What?"

"If I took off my clothes and hugged you, would you still be a "coward"?"

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In the moment of silence after the question was asked, and in the dull look in Suzuki's eyes, Chao Wuxi finally understood what she had just said without hesitation.

She immediately blushed again and wanted to withdraw.

"Pretend I didn't say it." She retracted her hand, lowered her head, and whispered.

"This... is just... a bit." Suzuki Mamoru thought about the picture and subconsciously looked at the girl's breasts.

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"You can't think about it! Okay, you can't think about it!" Sensing the sight, Asogiri shrank shyly, and immediately reached out to turn Suzuki Mamoru's head to the other side.

".I'm not the one who said it. It's Asagiri who's pornographic, right?"

"No. And I won't do that."

"No?" Suzuki Mamoru said in a disappointed tone.

"..." Chao Wuxi lay down again and muttered, "Of course not. If I do this, what kind of person will I become. And, my principle is -"

"Um?"

"You can take ninety-nine steps forward, but at least the last step needs to be confirmed by the other party."

"That's it"

"Um."

"It means Asagiri can come to me, but do I have to take off my clothes myself?" Mamoru Suzuki concluded based on the example just now.

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"That's not what I'm talking about. Okay, we can't mention this matter again."

"Okay, okay." The girl on the chest was obviously shy. Suzuki Mamoru curled his lips as if in amusement and agreed.

Next, while Chao Wuxi tried to escape, the room returned to silence.

It wasn't until a long time ago that Suzuki Mamoru called out: "Asagiri?"

After confirming that Chao Wuxi heard it, he asked: "Chao Wu suddenly acted like this just now. Did something happen?"

After a little hesitation, Chao Wuxi nodded in his arms.

Indeed, it was obviously just a lighthearted joke at first, but the girl suddenly pounced on him without knowing what she was thinking of.

Caught off guard.

"Is it because," Suzuki Mamoru guessed, "Asagiri's mother?"
Chapter completed!