*Note: today I'm very but very tired and very sad due to certain things that happened me today so... please cheer me up with your comments. I'll feel better with that, thanks.
Have a good day :)
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After leaving Souta behind in utter misery, Lala decided to show Haruka around Sainan. She wasn't an expert either, but she knew a few places worth visiting.
"Mmm. What are you doing?" – Lala asked, confused.
Without warning, Haruka had suddenly grabbed Lala's arm and pressed it between her breasts.
"Sorry, I'm just scared of getting lost in such a big crowd. I'm from the countryside, and where I come from there aren't this many people. Who knows what might happen to such a beautiful girl like me if I get lost," Haruka said in a pitiful tone.
Of course, this was one of her tactics — pretending to be helpless so that the girl would pity her and lower her guard, creating an illusion of intimacy.
"Oh, I guess that makes sense. In that case, hold on tight," said Lala.
The innocent Lala had no idea that Haruka was flirting with her. She simply thought that adjusting to the city must be hard for someone from the countryside, so she didn't mind her holding onto her arm.
As the two girls walked arm in arm, people turned to look at them with envy — especially the men. Could life be any more unfair? To the eyes of onlookers, they looked like a couple. And if that wasn't bad enough, both were breathtakingly beautiful. Men could only sigh in jealousy and pray that they were just friends and not lovers. One guy even gathered his courage to approach them.
"Hey girls, how about having a drink with me? My treat," the man said.
He was ordinary-looking — nothing remarkable about him. His face couldn't even compare to Souta's.
"Disgusting! How dare someone that plain interrupt my date with Lala!?" Haruka thought furiously.
She shot the man a deadly glare and barked:
"Can't you see we're a couple? Get lost! You're interrupting our lovely date!"
Feeling the murderous aura radiating from Haruka, the man retreated in fear. The rest of the nearby guys who had overheard their conversation lost all hope. So they really were a couple! What a waste.
"Um… why did you say that? I already have a boyfriend," said Lala.
She wasn't offended, just curious about Haruka's motives.
"If I hadn't said that, he probably would've kept pestering us — and more guys would've tried the same. But if they think we're dating, no one will bother us again. It's a flawless tactic," Haruka explained confidently.
"Oh, I see. That actually makes sense. I might steal that idea! Sometimes when I go out with my sister, guys approach us like that. If this trick works, we won't have to worry anymore," Lala said brightly.
Indeed, when the girls went out alone (which wasn't often), they often attracted unwanted attention from perverts and playboys. But thanks to their strength, none of those guys ever tried twice. Yami and Nana had taught them valuable lessons they wouldn't forget anytime soon.
What Lala didn't know was that Yami's hatred of perverts went beyond mere punishment. Some of those men would never father children again. Cruel? Maybe — but Yami saw it as a service to society, removing future predators who might have used drugs or blackmail to harm women. She hadn't killed anyone; after leaving behind her assassin's life, she swore never to kill again. But sterilizing a few scumbags? That was a different story.
"You can copy my trick," Haruka said with a smirk, "but if you're with a group of girls, tell them they're your harem and you're their queen. The looks on their faces are absolutely priceless — you have to see it at least once."
Lala could tell Haruka had actually tried that before, but she didn't take it as something sexual — more like a way to help her friends get rid of unwanted attention.
The reality, though, was slightly different. Haruka truly had done it — and she really *was* the queen of her own little yuri harem.
She had dozens of female partners, though only a few were actual girlfriends. For Haruka, her girlfriends had to be exceptionally beautiful — more stunning than any model. Because of her high standards, she only had three official girlfriends, while Souta had four. He was barely ahead — but if everything went as planned today, that would change. No, Haruka would win, because Lala was far more gorgeous than any girl in either of their harems.
"All right, I'll do it," Lala nodded cheerfully.
"Hey, don't you think walking like this is a bit awkward? What if we hold hands instead? It'll draw less attention and be more comfortable," suggested Haruka.
"I was thinking the same thing," Lala agreed.
"Of course you were. Everything's going according to plan," Haruka thought triumphantly. "That idiot playboy's interruption even worked in my favor. Now for the next step… though maybe I should wait a bit longer. Patience, Haruka. Patience is key, especially with a beauty like her."
This exact tactic had worked countless times before — and it seemed to be working perfectly again.
Lala took Haruka's hand, and the two began walking while men around them stared in awe at the "couple," imagining all sorts of indecent scenarios that might happen later that night.
Feeling Lala take her hand on her own initiative made Haruka's heart race. That was the moment she knew her trap was working.
"This might be easier than I thought," she mused.
"Is something wrong?" asked Lala.
Haruka had spaced out for a few seconds, which caught Lala's attention.
"Nothing! I was just thinking how pretty this city is. Maybe not as lovely as my hometown, but it has a unique charm," Haruka said smoothly.
Rule number one: never agree with everything she says — always have your own opinions, but sometimes share her views just enough to seem like you think alike.
"Right? My fiancé and I like it here too. The atmosphere where we live is much quieter," said Lala.
"Oh? You're engaged?" asked Haruka.
She vaguely remembered Lala mentioning it earlier but had forgotten.
"Yes. We're getting married after we finish high school," Lala said happily.
Hearing that made Haruka's stomach twist with jealousy. That lucky bastard! But give up? Never. She had seduced many women who already had boyfriends — even married women and lonely college students. Did Lala really think she'd be different? No way.
"Interesting. Tell me about him. I'm curious how he managed to capture such a gorgeous girl like you," Haruka said with feigned curiosity.
Rule number two: let her talk about what makes her happy, then give your opinion — preferably positive, but adapt to the girl's personality.
"Well, Akira is…" Lala began, then told her how they met, leaving out a few details she couldn't share.
"Wow, he must be an amazing guy," said Haruka.
"He is!" Lala replied brightly.
Haruka felt a headache coming on. Lala truly adored her fiancé — she couldn't stop praising him for even a second. Was that guy really so great that he completely captured a girl like Lala? Whatever. The greater the challenge, the sweeter the victory.
"How far have you two gone?" Haruka asked curiously.
At that, Lala's face turned crimson. She was embarrassed by such a bold question.
"Tch, so she's not a virgin," Haruka muttered under her breath, a little annoyed.
Still, she'd take her time. She'd show Lala how much more pleasurable intimacy with a woman could be compared to any man. Maybe she wasn't pure, but finding a pure girl these days was rare anyway.
"Ehem, sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I've been asking too many personal questions. How about I make it up to you by treating you to lunch?" Haruka offered with a smile.
"Sure! I'd love that!" Lala said happily.
"As I thought — she loves food," Haruka mused.
"Though we can't go to a nice restaurant dressed like this," Haruka said.
"Really? I thought I looked fine," Lala said, confused.
"You do, but this is for normal places. We'll go somewhere more elegant, so we need more formal clothes," Haruka explained.
"If you say so…" Lala replied, still unsure.
"Do you know any shops that sell elegant dresses?" asked Haruka eagerly.
Throughout the day, Haruka had realized how innocent Lala truly was. She never even suspected that Haruka was hitting on her. Her boyfriend probably told her to avoid men — but forgot the most important part. *Women.* He probably never imagined another woman would try to seduce his future wife. Too bad for him — Haruka planned to make the most of this opportunity.
"No idea. I don't really go to those kinds of stores," said Lala honestly.
And it was true. For elegant outfits, she usually relied on Peke, who could transform into any kind of clothing. For casual wear, she'd already bought several outfits with the other girls — a day that had been pure torture for Akira, who had to carry all their shopping bags. Let us all take a moment of silence for poor Akira and the suffering he endured.
"No problem! I'm sure we'll find one soon!" Haruka said cheerfully.
She grabbed Lala's hand again, and they continued walking.
Never underestimate the instincts of a woman in heat — Haruka found an elegant boutique in less than ten minutes. They each picked a stylish outfit, and Haruka took full advantage of the situation to "accidentally" catch glimpses of Lala in her underwear — maybe even sneak in a quick touch of her large breasts.
"How did you make your boobs grow that much? Mine just won't no matter what I do," Haruka said, sounding genuinely frustrated.
Truth be told, the only imperfection in her otherwise perfect figure was her small bust — barely a B cup.
"I don't know. One day they just… got like this. I didn't do anything special," said Lala innocently.
"C-Can I feel what big breasts are like? Sadly, I've never had the chance to experience what it's like to have them," said Haruka, putting on a pitiful expression.
But of course, that too was part of her carefully rehearsed act — one she'd already used countless times before.