"Ooh, here we are!"
Misaki exclaimed cheerfully as they arrived at their destination.
The area was dotted with historic buildings and stone monuments, all brilliantly adorned by the vibrant crimson of autumn leaves in full splendor.
"Shall we just wander around?"
"Sounds good."
Misaki grinned mischievously and casually crossed her arms. As they stepped onto the grounds, the sight of the cobblestone paths and meticulously maintained gardens left them both breathless.
"We hear about this place all the time on the bus and train announcements, right?"
"Yeah. I always wanted to visit... and it's even more amazing than I imagined."
I nodded in agreement with Misaki's words. The word "serene" perfectly captured the atmosphere. It felt as if time flowed differently inside the grounds compared to the outside world. Both of us naturally fell silent, strolling leisurely with our arms still crossed.
"Ah, there's apparently a place called 'Momiji Valley' nearby too."
A sign recommended a nearby spot where we could see even more autumn leaves.
"Wow, that sounds great! Let's go, let's go!"
Misaki tugged at Kotaro's hand and started running.
"Hey, Misaki-senpai, don't rush... Are you really in a hurry?"
"I'm rushing, of course!"
Misaki ran with a funny, penguin-like gait. Come to think of it, she was incredibly slow and had the cutest running style.
"Ugh, why am I so slow...?"
"It doesn't matter. You're really cute when you run, Misaki-senpai. I like it."
"..."
Misaki stopped running. When Kotaro walked beside her, she playfully smacked his upper arm.
"Kotaro, are you sure? Aren't you being too lenient with me?"
"Don't worry, I'll definitely tell you if I think something's wrong. Let's see... I haven't been able to say this until now, but first, I'd like you to cut down on alcohol, smoking, and gambling..."
"I've never gotten that drunk on any of those! Wait, hold on. I've been getting into playing UNO with Megumi and the others lately. Could that be considered gambling?"
"Are you betting anything?"
"The loser has to make the funniest face they've ever made in their life, and everyone takes pictures."
"That's not really gambling... Hmm, so have you lost before, Misaki-senpai?"
Misaki bolted away.
I caught up to her in three seconds.
"So? What's the answer?"
"Mmmph..."
I grabbed her shoulder and smiled. Even I could tell it was an evil grin. Misaki blushed and turned her face away. She was adorable.
"...I got caught once."
"I asked Megumi if she could send me the data."
"What the hell?!"
I opened the chat with Megumi to show her, and Misaki started punching me in the stomach. It actually hurt.
Soon, a reply came through:
If you send me your cutest photo, I'll trade with you.
"I see. So, Misaki-senpai's photo... could it be a sleeping photo?"
"Hey, wait a minute! Don't just decide things without me! And what do you mean a sleeping photo?! When did you even take that?!"
To avoid further interruptions, I bolted away at full speed. Misaki glared at me, looking like she was about to cry. I hurriedly hugged her and apologized sincerely, but she kept punching me in the ribs the whole time. It was the kind of damage that settled deep in my bones.
*****
Momiji Valley was literally awash in the vibrant hues of autumn foliage.
"When you think of autumn leaves, you tend to imagine a single shade. But seeing them like this, you realize there's such a rich variety of colors..."
"Wow... this is amazing..."
The two of us let out awed gasps—"Whoa!" and "Huh!"—before meeting each other's eyes and chuckling softly. Compared to where we were just a moment ago, this place was crowded, especially with foreign tourists. I even spotted groups of young women around our age, perhaps here to post on social media.
I wonder where people like them come from...
The thought popped into my head as I watched the women. If they were genuine travelers, they might have come from far away. But if they were just looking to show off a leisurely weekend, they might have come from nearby.
As I drifted into aimless musings, a soft pinch landed on my cheek.
"...Houhi anesu a?" (What's wrong?)
I looked over to see Misaki puffing out one of her cheeks. Her cat-like eyes glared at me reproachfully before flicking a glance at the young women. It was a clear gesture. A warm, fuzzy feeling spread through my chest.
"Senior Misaki, you're so good at playing hard to get, aren't you?"
Misaki puffed out both her cheeks. Her cuteness doubled, but so did her potential for attack. She looked like she might collapse at any moment.
"What would you think if I did something similar, Kotaro?"
"I'd desperately try to impress you and capture your attention somehow."
"Ugh... you're so... brave... and cute..."
I never expected to be called "cute."
Still a little sulky, Misaki allowed me to take her hand. As our fingers intertwined, her mood instantly improved.
"Don't think you can fix my mood with something so trivial, you know!"
She said it with a beaming smile. What kind of impossibly adorable creature is this?
"Then shall I hug you? Or maybe a kiss?"
"Hey, don't look at me so seriously...!"
Misaki, now bright red, averted her gaze. I felt a twinge of arousal.
"It feels kind of strange. When we're at home together, we usually end up doing something within an hour, right?"
"Ah... yeah, you're probably right."
Misaki murmured softly and loosened their clasped hands. Then, with the tip of her slender finger, she began tickling the center of Kotaro's palm. The sensation was ticklish yet unmistakably arousing.
"Senior Misaki... your touch is getting a little lewd, don't you think?"
"Hmm? No way! What are you talking about?"
Even now, couples were passing by just beside them. Misaki knew they couldn't draw too much attention, yet she continued her teasing.
"Ah, uah, K-Kotaro...?"
In retaliation, he began stroking the palm of Misaki's hand with his finger. Slowly, deliberately, and persistently. Misaki's voice grew breathy, tinged with a moist, heated quality.
"What's wrong?"
"Ugh... Ah, no, don't... mmph..."
Kotaro gently stroked the space between her fingers, and Misaki covered her mouth with the back of her hand.
Misaki glanced down at his lower body and her eyes widened. She pointed to the shade of a nearby tree and tugged Kotaro over.
Once they were hidden behind the thick trunk, completely out of sight of passersby, Misaki faced him, her back to the tree.
"You idiot. You made it too big," she whispered reproachfully, poking at his lower abdomen. Through the stiff denim, he could feel how much he'd swollen.
"I'm sorry. I couldn't help reacting to Misaki-senpai's voice."
As they spoke, his hands wandered over her ears, cheeks, nape, waist, and hips. The sight of Misaki's denim-clad hips trembling made his skin tingle.
"Come to think of it, Kotaro, you often touch my ears and breasts when I'm sucking on it, don't you? And whenever I make a sound, your... penis gets even harder, you pervert."
She hesitated to utter the name of the male organ, her raspy whisper trailing off.
"Senior Misaki, what should we do? Should I take a walk without my underwear?"
"Huh? H-huh? Th-that's... That's really..."
When I asked, Misaki's eyes clearly swam with indecision. Given her sexual preferences, I knew she wouldn't immediately recoil in disgust or flat-out refuse with a "That's impossible"... But seeing such an obvious reaction from her made me really want to get her to strip.
"...Should we really try it?"
I wonder if there's a restroom nearby... I thought, recalling the information board I'd seen earlier, when Misaki shook her head vigorously. Caught off guard by her unexpected reaction, I blinked in confusion. She hesitantly glanced up at me, looking nervous.
"Ah... Th-that... Today... I can't..."
"...? What do you mean, 'today'?"
"...Because what I'm wearing today is so erotic."
The whispered words were even more humid and dense than her breath. They slid into my ear, making my body heat up from the inside, as if being seared by flames.
"...Can I at least glance?"
When I whispered in her ear, Misaki nervously glanced around before gently lifting the hem of her gray knit sweater. A faint glimpse of the black, thin fabric beneath her bra caught my eye, and I swallowed involuntarily.
"...I thought I'd really get Kotaro worked up today..."
"...Thank you. It's working brilliantly..."
I whispered, then pressed my lips to the flushed skin at the nape of Misaki's neck, sucking gently.
"mmn...h..."
Misaki covered her mouth with the back of her hand. Her plump hips swayed sensuously, and her knees trembled.
"Misaki-senpai, I was actually planning to take things slow, but... would you mind if I changed my plans?"
"mm... it's fine. Besides, I can't hold back either..."
Misaki groped my cock with both hands. Her thin lips parted slightly, and her glistening eyes gazed up at me. Her long eyelashes trembled faintly.
"Shall we go, then?"
"...Mm."
Her slender fingers tightened around his shaft, as if reluctant to let go.
I solemnly swear to cherish this, to treasure it... and utterly destroy it, she vowed inwardly.
Next update: July 2 (Tuesday)!
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