Moreover, Fujiwara Reya is younger than her...
Facing him, Kasahara Fumi felt she should adopt the strict demeanor of an elder sister... But in reality, she was gradually swayed by him, becoming the wife of this younger boy. Initially, she was reluctant, but now she was about to succumb.
The inadvertently displayed girlish demeanor perhaps reflected emotions that were hard to let go of.
She felt she was becoming stupid... Kasahara Fumi mocked herself like this.
She tightly held Fujiwara Reya, with every part of her body pressing against the boy, feeling his strong bones and physique... Her mindset had somewhat changed; perhaps, in the near future, she might truly become a mature woman.
Thinking of herself as a wife, Kasahara Fumi's eyes carried a hint of laughter. Her cold door only allowed passage for one person.
Fujiwara Reya lifted his head, panting, and glanced at her: "What are you thinking?"
