No...their relationship was so peaceful and sweet.
Even if he was a lustful guy who craved sex, considering their relationship she'd still give in to her lover if he asked, no matter how shy she was.
So, there was no reason for him to cheat, right?
The topic jumping here so suddenly left her a little stunned.
She didn't answer directly.
Instead she cupped his hand in both of hers, pressed it right over her soft heart, and smiled."That won't happen~ I won't let Fuyumi cheat... Like this, Fuyumi likes it a lot, right? It's all yours. Anytime you want, anywhere you want, as long as you want, I will never refuse."
There were many reasons a guy might cheat, but the main one was always a lack of satisfaction from his partner.
Mentally... she thought her temper was good.
She wouldn't fight with him over little things.
She could cook, do chores, help him with tons of stuff.
That would keep him from getting irritated by daily annoyances.
So mentally he shouldn't get tired of her.
As for physical satisfaction… Kasumi Haruno's experiences from childhood to adulthood were all normal and ordinary.
She had a normal understanding of her own figure and appearance.
She didn't think she was ugly.
In fact she could be described as the attractive type.
Both her face and the body.
With a clear understanding of her own position, unless her lover's aesthetic changed and he no longer liked the voluptuous type, there was no reason for him to fall for someone else.
She was pretty confident in her figure.
Since she could satisfy him both mentally and physically... the scenario of him cheating shouldn't exist.
However, as he watched his own hand sink into that quicksand-soft snow-white cleavage, Sasaki sniffed hard, and said seriously.
"But what if? What if I already have other lovers? Would you still stay with me then?"
His serious tone and the follow-up question made the girl sense something was off.
If this was a joke, there was no point dragging it out anymore.
She'd already hinted so strongly. Shouldn't his attention be all over her body right now? Why keep asking... unless...
A bad premonition rose in her chest as the smile on her lips slowly turned forced:
"If... I don't know... Fuyumi, this joke isn't funny~ Let's eat. The food's getting cold."
If the confession stopped here, not only would she be left full of suspicion but he'd also feel that awful frustration of squeezing toothpaste only to have it suck back in.
So even if she didn't want to hear it, he had to keep going.
Thinking about it, Sasaki pulled his hand free, took her now slightly sweaty palm in his, lowered his eyes, and said softly. "It's not a joke... and it's not 'what if'... I already..."
Before he could finish, she yanked her hand out of his grip and slapped it over his mouth.
The shy flush on her face slowly drained away, replaced by pale disbelief.
She hung her head low. Her bangs hid her eyes, making it impossible for him to read her expression clearly.
But from the way her lips were bitten so hard they might break any second, he could tell how hurt and wronged she felt.
It was indeed his fault.
Making a girl so aggrieved for him.
Alas that's the downside of a Harem.
However, the greedy him could not let go.
Now that it had reached the point, Sasaki reached around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
She didn't resist... but her body had gone stiff.
No more of that soft yielding warmth. He could feel the distance she'd put between them.
"Sorry..."
The word was useless, but he had to say it.
He lightly bit her earlobe and whispered the apology.
Kasumi Haruno parted her blood-stained lips and asked in a calm voice, "Why...?"
"Because I met them first..."
"..."
Those words made her impending question, "Am I not good enough?", instantly get stuck in her throat.
After everything, was she the one who was the so-called "cheating cat" for hooking up with someone else's boyfriend?
It was not that she was not good enough.
Rather, she was too good, good enough to make a "married man" take an interest in her.
Not knowing how to describe the complexity in her heart, Kasumi did not dwell on it for long.
Compared to that, the word "them" in Sasaki's sentence attracted her attention even more.
Unsure whether "them" meant what she thought it did, the girl murmured, "Them?"
"Hmm."
Sasaki's voice sounded awkward as he repeated, "Them."
Not satisfied with that vague answer, her chest rose and fell as she pressed, "Who are they?"
Hm...
Because he was certain she would not escape his grasp, this was the first time he had openly admitted to all his lovers.
"Well, there are four childhood sweethearts, a few classmates from my class, classmates from other classes, classmates from other schools, and a few more..."
"Wait, wait..."
Thinking he was joking, Kasumi raised her head and frowned as she met his eyes. "Fuyumi, that is not a funny joke. Please do not say that again, okay?"
More than ten lovers.
Not casual partners, but actual lovers. A normal person would not believe it, yet it was true.
Sasaki exhaled lightly as he looked at her. "Kasumi, do you think I need to joke with you about something like this?"
"..."
"But how is that even possible...?"
Since verbal explanations felt pale and powerless, the boy decided it was necessary to give her a shock.
Without another word, he took out his phone and called Natsuha.
Beep~
The phone rang for five or six seconds before it connected.
A tired voice sounded from the other end.
"Hello?"
"Hello, it is me. What are you doing, Natsuha?"
"Ah ha~"
She yawned and said, "Sleeping. You woke me up, it is all your fault~"
"Yes, yes, yes, it is my fault. Aren't you going to eat lunch? You are just sleeping."
"And whose fault do you think it is that I am so sleepy? It is someone who did not hold back at all."
"This... you cannot blame me entirely. After all, it was you who clung to me, saying you wanted more."
Hearing him shift the blame, Natsuha complained unhappily, "If I did not do that, you would be hooking up with who knows how many other girls outside."
However, that reason was one thing, her wanting more was the other.
Because her own desire had also been involved, she did not continue that topic and instead asked, "Did you call for something? Let us be clear, I really cannot get up. Go find the others, like Momo. Ah ha~"
Since it was obvious she truly needed rest, Sasaki did not speak much longer.
After a few simple words, he hung up and then called Momo and Akane as well.
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.
.
.
Since he had decided to tell Kasumi everything, Sasaki naturally held nothing back.
After calling all the girls he was involved with, he put away his phone and looked at the stunned girl in his arms.
At this moment, the girl's round, beautiful face had regained some colour, not because she was no longer sad or angry.
It's just because she was just too shocked to remain sad.
Her charming and docile eyes were wide open after those successive calls, and the confusion within them was obvious.
Clearly, she could not understand how Sasaki could be involved with so many girls.
From their conversations, Kasumi also realised that some of them knew about each other's existence.
That confused her even more.
Why could they tolerate and accept something as absurd as sharing a lover?
She couldn't figure it out, she really couldn't figure it out.
From her expression, Sasaki could roughly guess what she was thinking, yet he had no intention of explaining.
After all, that was his business with the other girls.
And he was indeed fortunate that so many beauties liked him, and liked him so damn much to share him with the others.
However, even if she understood, it did not mean Kasumi would accept sharing him.
At most, she would just sigh.
So instead of wasting words explaining it, it would be better to guide her into joining the club they were about to create and let her ask them herself, provided she was truly curious and truly wanted to know.
Thinking about it, Sasaki squeezed her palm, waking her from her daze, and said softly, "Kasumi, do you know now that I was not joking?"
Hearing his words, the girl took a deep breath, her chest rising noticeably as air filled her lungs.
Then, after exhaling clearly, she asked in confusion, "Why... why tell me this? Clearly..."
As he rubbed her small hand, smooth as white jade, Sasaki smiled and finished her sentence. "Clearly, if I had been just a little more proactive,
I could have just eaten you up, right?"
Without waiting for her answer, Sasaki lowered his head and licked away the bloodstain at the corner of her mouth before pressing his forehead against hers.
"Because I truly like you.
How could I do that before letting you know everything?"
"Afterwards, I am not sure whether you would hate me, but I would definitely hate myself."
"..."
For a moment, Kasumi did not know how to respond.
Girls being tricked into having sex by sweet-talking scumbags was not unheard of, though it was not common either.
But a scumbag like him, someone who told you everything first and then asked whether you were willing, she had never seen one before.
It was all about being willing to take the bait, was it not?
She thought of the consecutive phone calls earlier.
And pursed her lips.
And yet, there were girls who truly took the bait.
Honestly, what was so good about this Playboy?
Isn't he just a little bit handsome...a little bit strong...loving, gentle...damn it.
Still a Playboy.
With their foreheads touching,
Sasaki suddenly smiled and said, "Kasumi, are you talking badly about me in your heart?"
The girl raised her gaze slightly to meet his, then tilted her head away, avoiding those eyes that were filled only with her. "No need... You playboy. You have so many lovers, and you still come to provoke me."
"Because I like you."
His hand, which had been rubbing hers, gently pressed against her lower stomach. Since she did not resist, he slowly lifted her top and caught her lips again.
"Can you accept this?"
"..."
Biting her lip, her expression was conflicted.
Although she felt disappointed and saddened by his philandering, his frankness transformed all her negative emotions into something indescribably complex.
There was happiness, sadness, anger, and even comfort.
After all, she truly liked him.
He was her first love, and she did not want to break up with him.
But to accept it, to share her lover with so many unfamiliar girls, she could not do it. She did not want to accept it.
Unable to advance or retreat, her heart was in turmoil.
Catching Sasaki's mischievous hand as it moved up her waist, she pursed her lips and shook her head. "Let me... let me think about it."