LIGHTNOVELSTORY Chapter 124: Sister Reiko, My Thigh is a Bit Itchy (Vote for Monthly Tickets)
As evening approached,
the twilight in the sky faded in and out,
as if the dusk of the day existed only in this brief half-hour,
even though Kokoku High had already let out after three in the afternoon, it was usually around five or six when a large number of students would pour out from the campus.
On the streets, schoolgirls in jk uniforms were everywhere, their fair and slender long legs a delightful part of the cityscape, now that the season had come to bare them.
The girls of the Island Country seemed to have a particular fondness for pleated skirts, showcasing their youthful beauty.
The girls planned where to hang out afterward, while the boys slung their arms around each other's shoulders, chatting about the girls and what games to play when they got home later in the evening.
Serenity and happiness were evident in each student's smile, and even if some looked a bit down-hearted, they were still filled with anticipation for life after school.
The streets of the neighborhood were peaceful and quiet,
with scattered students strolling around, and there seemed to be a hint of smoke and fire in the air.
"Hey, stop drooling. If it drips onto the food, you can forget about eating dinner tonight,"
Haruka Yuzan said absentmindedly as he brushed oil on the chicken by the pond.
Next to him, Misaki Saki stared intently at the skewers on the grill, a chubby orange cat squatting beside her, its drool embarrassingly trickling out of its mouth,
"Swish!"
Absent-mindedly, she slurped, wiped the corner of her mouth, and realized she hadn't actually drooled,
After being teased by the boy, she didn't turn into her usual sulk but instead asked earnestly,
"Haruka, when will it be ready?"
"Meow!"
The chubby cat squatting on the ground also let out a meow. On the far end of the skewer array lay half a small fish,
It wasn't cooked yet, but the savory aroma that filled the air had attracted the chubby cat long ago.
So much so, that it had forgotten about the "little friend" standing on the tree branch.
"You'll have to wait a bit longer, hanging around here won't help," Haruka Yuzan spoke to the two creatures with a hint of helplessness.
"Who says! Doing it together with two people will definitely be faster! Speed up!!"
With that, the girl cutely raised her little fists, pouted her lips, and her fair face showed a determination as if to cheer Haruka Yuzan on.
"Meow!"
The roast meat below seemed to understand as it meowed back.
A boy's cringeworthy delusions could be embarrassing, socially lethal, but a girl's delusions could be cute, naive, especially in the case of someone as petite as Misaki Saki.
Even most boys felt that a cute girl like Misaki Saki would lose her soul if she weren't a little bit delusional.
It's all about the appearance, huh...
Haruka Yuzan sighed in his heart, as if he had gotten used to Misaki Saki's antics, turned over the skewer in his hand and stated,
"Your kind of cheerleading won't help; it will take as long as it needs to."
"Eh?"
She stopped her cheerleading, the doubtful girl looked somewhat stunned, "It's really useless?"
Just standing there watching and cheering, of course, it was useless!!
Better to do a striptease or be cute and eat a lollipop in front of Haruka.
That might please Haruka Yuzan's mind and body, rather than standing by drooling, ready to eat any second.
"Right, it's useless. You have the time, why don't you go and help Sister Reiko and Chiba? That way, you'll all get to eat faster," Haruka Yuzan assured confidently,
"This way, the two of you can speed up the process."
Reiko Onodera and Chiba Shimizu were in the kitchen dealing with some crabs that madam had brought home in the afternoon.
Apparently, they were a staff benefit from the convenience store, perfect for a roast chicken dinner on such a fresh occasion.
"Meow."
The meat's cries awoke the girl, and the dull look in her eyes slowly brightened. She clapped her hands,
"Alright! Then I'll go help! Let's go!"
With that, she scampered off toward the villa with her short legs.
Watching the girl fade into the distance, the grill-bound roast meat was caught in a dilemma, torn between its human companion who shared its tastes and the fish about to be cooked,
Between friends and food, the meaty jowls of the chubby cat took on hesitance—a painful choice for an eight-month-old kitty.
"Haruka, should we turn on the lights in the living room?"
A youthful voice carried from inside the villa, Misaki Saki called out.
"That'll do!"
Haruka Yuzan recovered as quickly as before.
"Okay!"
No sooner had the voice faded,
the large orange lump on the ground seemed to make up its mind, let out a meow, and propelled its little short legs toward the villa.
Having noticed this scene, Haruka Yuzan was particularly heartened, "Finally, this guy realizes it's a cat, not a pig."
....
The golden grease from the chicken fell onto the charcoal, sizzling with a "zzz" sound.
Haruka Yuzan hummed a tune while flipping the skewers over the grill, relishing the exceptionally leisurely moment.
At half-past five on May 23rd, he organized a barbeque in the yard for the first time, under fine weather and an even finer mood.
Perhaps the young lady would record this event in her diary tonight? But it's uncertain if she'll also dream about him.
Would the memorable event from the afternoon count?
While his mind was occupied with thoughts, his hands continued to busily work the barbeque.
"Haruka." Continue your adventure at empire
A gentle voice reached him as Reiko Onodera, wearing a mild smile, walked out of the villa.
"Sister Reiko."
Regaining his composure, Haruka Yuzan responded with a smile.
Madam had changed into her usual tank top and shorts, apparently feeling the heat from the kitchen; sweat trickled down her fair neck, dampening the fabric at her chest.
The clothes clung to her, accentuating her full and rounded curves, her mature and sensual figure resembling a juicy peach,
One bite would release its sweet nectar.
The madam approached the young man, whispering softly, "The weather is really nice today, isn't it?"
"Yes, the weather is great, perfect for roasting birds," Haruka Yuzan also expressed his sentiment.
The twilight sky painted a beautiful scene, with the air seemingly holding a crescent moon, faintly visible.
However, as picturesque as the scenery was, it couldn't surpass the charm of the beautiful woman by his side, especially one like a flower freshly watered, her alluring scent and irresistible charm.
"Haruka, were you just singing a Chinese song?" Reiko Onodera inquired with a hint of curiosity.
"Yes." Haruka Yuzan smiled. He'd simply been humming a catchy, brainwashing song popular in his past life, something he liked to hum casually when alone.
Some rhythms etched in one's DNA can't be forgotten...
Just like the whistle from a memory and the hat blown away by the wind, but today, it was the turn of this brainwashing song, and by chance, the madam had overheard.
"Mr. Haruka, you seem quite familiar with Eastern culture," Reiko Onodera said gently in front of the young man.
One could tell during cooking, where the landlord would prepare many dishes she had never seen.
Whenever she asked, the reply was always that they came from that magical land of culinary wonders.
"Yes," Haruka Yuzan said with a smile.
"What a pleasant life this is..."
As the evening breeze blew, Reiko Onodera opened her arms wide, her chest rising and falling in front of the young man.
There was an indescribable allure on madam's delicate face, especially to Haruka Yuzan, a young man from Kokoku High, it was fatally enticing.
"Yes, it will always be like this," he said, his gaze lingering before gracing her with a warm smile.
Similarly, a lazy, sunny youth like him was lethal to Cherry Blossom Sisters of every age.
"Sister Reiko, what are Chiba and Kazumi Misaki up to inside?" Suddenly, the young man asked.
"The crabs are ready, Chiba and Misaki are just watching them," Reiko Onodera responded, sensing the young man wanted to say something, "Haruka, do you want to take a break? I can take over the grilling."
"No need." Haruka Yuzan wore a troubled expression, as if indeed troubled by something, "It's just... it's just..."
"What's wrong?" Reiko Onodera asked with concern.
"It's just that my thigh is a bit itchy, and I can't free my hands right now, Sister Reiko, could you scratch it for me?" said Haruka Yuzan with a touch of embarrassment, resembling a shy high school student.
"Ah?" Reiko Onodera blinked in surprise, then her cheeks slowly flushed a tender red.
"Is that not okay? Sister Reiko..."
"No, I'll do it."
Pitying the seemingly pathetic young man, the kind madam fell prey to the cunning high schooler's scheme.
Her slender fingers landed on the young man's thigh, gently caressing it like a kitten's paw.
Though Haruka had not felt anything before, he now truly began to feel a ticklish sensation.
"Is it here?" Reiko Onodera asked in a low voice, looking down.
"A bit higher, Sister Reiko," Haruka Yuzan directed.
"Hmm..."
As their bodies were close, beyond the occasional brushing of limbs, Haruka Yuzan thought he could even smell a faint scent of pear blossoms...
"Is that better, Haruka..."
Seemingly catching onto something, the madam's cheeks reddened further, an enchanting flush.
"Sister Reiko, why don't you reach inside?"
His step-by-step guidance had finally led them here.
Reiko Onodera hesitated, well aware by now of the young man's implication.
"You rascal, don't let them see you," Reiko Onodera said coquettishly, giving the young man a playful look.
Her pale hand transitioned from a claw-like gesture to a soft stroke.
"It's okay, they won't come out for a while yet, Sister Reiko, I really want you to."
The first trick to deceive the madam: act pitiful.
Sure enough, upon seeing the young man's expression, Reiko Onodera eventually nodded,
"Okay."