Chapter 227 Feet

Chapter 227: Chapter 227 Feet

Returning to the shopping street earlier than usual, Shuichi didn’t rush to the flower shop. Instead, he headed back to the management office to recharge his energy.

At around five-thirty, the balcony door was suddenly flung open by Tsuki. She rushed in with excitement, kneeling before Shuichi and hugging his leg eagerly.

"Master~~ are we going to see Kitagawa-san?"

"Look at how impatient you are." Shuichi put away his phone with a sigh and stood up from his chair. "Let’s go."

"Let me have a squeeze first, I’ve been thinking about it all day." Tsuki quickly followed, grabbing his hand and pressing it against her skirt.

Shuichi reached for her firm little bottom and squeezed her soft flesh for a while, eliciting a series of sweet moans until she finally settled down.

"Normally, the wrap-up work for the festival should be pretty busy. Is it really okay for the Student Council President to run off so early?"

Shuichi talked as he left the office, turning left and ducking into the flower shop. Tsuki followed closely behind. "Because I knew I was coming here with Master tonight, I made all the arrangements in advance. It’s fine."

"Alright then." Shuichi glanced at the corner of the first floor. Ichika wasn’t in her lounge chair, so he headed straight for the stairs.

The two of them climbed the wooden stairs, their footsteps thumping rhythmically until they reached the second floor. Shuichi shed his clothes with practiced ease, and Tsuki also stripped herself down into a little white lamb with great efficiency.

They entered the living room just like that.

Ichika was sitting on the sofa waiting. She looked up at the sound, slightly surprised to see Tsuki instead of Sumire. However, she wasn’t too shocked and simply nodded with a smile. "Good evening, Shuichi-kun, Tsuki-chan."

"Sorry to bother you, Ichika-san. She insisted on coming." Shuichi sat beside her naturally, while Tsuki, the little maid, knelt obediently on the floor in front of them.

"It’s no trouble at all. I’ve been taking up quite a bit of Shuichi-kun’s time lately. I should be the one apologizing to Tsuki-chan." Ichika seemed to know quite a bit by now and wasn’t surprised by Tsuki’s behavior.

"Don’t worry about it. As you can see from her excited look, she clearly enjoys this." Shuichi shook his head with a light chuckle. Ichika also laughed softly. Sumire-chan’s hobbies were strange, but they couldn’t compare to the girl before her.

"What does Tsuki-chan want to do today? How can I cooperate?" Ichika asked proactively. She felt a sense of debt toward Tsuki. Compared to her mutual indulgence with Sumire, this felt more like making amends.

"I await Master’s orders," Tsuki knelt there, her eyes full of fanatical anticipation.

"Well then," Ichika didn’t ask further and turned to Shuichi. "And Shuichi-kun? What do you want to do today?"

Without wasting words, Shuichi wrapped his arm around her slender waist. His hand slid over her silky skin to grasp her soft boobs, and he captured her lips.

"There’s something I forgot to mention, and I felt it might not be appropriate, so I wasn’t sure if you’d mind, Ichika-san." He spoke while tasting her sweet lips and teasing her boobs.

"What is it? You don’t need to hesitate, Shuichi-kun." Ichika leaned against his hot chest for support, clinging tightly to his embrace.

"Well, the shopping street recently signed a clothing designer. Since the weather is getting cooler, I thought about getting some custom clothes made. But I felt like gifting you clothes might not be right... Even though you can’t avoid them, you still hate those kinds of things, don’t you?"

"Clothes?" Ichika indeed hesitated, and Shuichi felt her boobs tighten.

"Don’t feel pressured. I haven’t started the order yet. I’ll think of another gift instead," Shuichi comforted her.

"I’m sorry, when it was such a kind gesture..." Ichika leaned her head against his chest. "Actually, Shuichi-kun’s presence is already the best gift."

"There’s still some time before dinner. You should have a little snack to tide you over," Shuichi looked down and said to the little maid.

Tsuki, who hadn’t dared to interrupt them, immediately brightened up and responded excitedly. Shuichi didn’t pay her much mind, letting the maid do as she pleased while his focus remained entirely on Ichika.

"In a while, how about we go to a hot spring together? I mentioned meeting you to Sumire-sensei before, and she assumed it would be at a hot spring or a public bath." Shuichi looked up and pinched Ichika’s neck.

Ichika tilted her head back, showing off her long, white neck. "That sounds fun. Whatever you arrange, Shuichi-kun."

"It’s a promise then." Shuichi started planning the dates. Ichika let out a soft hum from the back of her throat.

"Have you been using the little gift I gave you every day?" Shuichi asked.

"Mhm..." Ichika’s red lips parted slightly as she exhaled like an orchid. "When I’m alone, it gets boring sometimes. It’s a good way to kill time."

"To kill time..." Shuichi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She used to kill time with literature, but now she was addicted to this every day. Was he a terrible sinner?

"Are you disappointed? That I’ve become like this?" Ichika looked at him.

"Why would I be disappointed? And what right do I have to be? Your life is yours to choose, Ichika-san. As long as you feel this is better, then it’s fine." Shuichi inhaled her scent, feeling as if he were in a dream. No matter how many times he saw her, he couldn’t help but marvel at her perfect skin and elegant form.

"Is that so? Then I think this is very good. I don’t have to pretend, I can show my true self without suppressing my feelings to perform as a perfect version of me. This is good..." Ichika gripped his hand with some force. This warmth made her feel like her world wasn’t so cold and lonely.

She then reached out to touch the dimples on Tsuki’s face. This strange girl generously allowed her to occupy some of Shuichi’s time.

Time slipped away unnoticed, and soon it was almost dinner time. Shuichi didn’t linger. Feeling it was about time, he prepared to leave. However, Tsuki didn’t seem to want to go, hugging him tightly. Shuichi pinched her cheek.

"A little slacking off is enough. If we stay any longer, the Class Rep will get angry."

"Master, check for me, otherwise if An-chan finds out, she’ll make a fuss again." Saying so, she asked Shuichi to help inspect her. Shuichi pinched her cheeks and did a thorough check. "It’s fine, you won’t be caught."

"Mhm, that’s good." Tsuki felt relieved and pulled a piece of gum from her pocket as a final insurance.

"You go first, I’ll look after Ichika-san for a bit." Shuichi waved her away. Although she wanted to fulfill her duties as a maid and help Ichika tidy up, Tsuki didn’t push it. Today had been exciting enough—sharing with Sumire-sensei in the morning and acting as a maid at the flower shop in the evening. It was a very full day.

Shuichi turned to Ichika, who was lying quietly on the sofa. She looked like a sleeping beauty, radiating peace.

"Do you need help? I can carry you to the bedroom if you like." Shuichi grabbed a couple of tissues and wiped the corner of her mouth.

"It’s not inconvenient, but isn’t it too much trouble for you?" Ichika was clearly tired, exuding a lazy aura. This laziness gave her a sense of powerless fragility that inspired both pity and impulse. Defenseless and perfect, she lay there before him. No matter how strong Shuichi’s self-control was, he found it hard to resist.

"It’s no trouble." Shuichi smiled and leaned down to pick her up. She was very light. He easily carried her to the mysterious bedroom door. Inside, it was surprisingly simple and modest—just like the living room, with the sheer curtains always drawn. He placed her gently on the soft bed. "Do you need a blanket?"

"No, I rarely use one." Ichika’s long hair spread out behind her. She shook her head with a smile.

"No wonder you always feel a bit cool to the touch. But is that really okay?" Shuichi asked while warming her slightly cool body with his hand.

"Mhm, I’m used to it. With the AC, it’s fine."

After settling Ichika, Shuichi closed the bedroom door and returned to the second floor of the management office. The little airhead, An, was already waiting. She sat on the sofa clutching a food box, watching TV and drooling, but trying her best to endure. When Shuichi appeared, her eyes lit up and she rushed over.

"Food! Food!"

"Alright, let’s eat. Have you been waiting long? Sorry, I got a bit delayed." Shuichi hugged her with a smile and led her to the table.

"Not that long, just a few minutes, but the smell made me so hungry." An efficiently laid out the dinner.

"That must have been very hard, going several minutes without food." Shuichi pinched her cheek. This little airhead definitely ate something before coming; she probably only felt starved for those few minutes.

After a sip of soup, An licked her greasy lips and felt much better. "I wish I could have endless delicious food for the rest of my life."

"That sounds like a grand ambition, but it’ll come true." Shuichi laughed.

"By the way, Shuichi-kun, were you and Big Sister doing something strange this morning?" An finally remembered.

"Ah, strange? It was alright." Shuichi gave an ambiguous answer and stuffed a piece of chicken into her mouth. An immediately turned into a little hamster, cheeks bulging as she chewed. But she wasn’t fooled this time and added, "I want to play that game Big Sister was playing..."

Shuichi scratched his head. "Do you even know what your sister was doing?"

An shook her head. "I didn’t see, but she said she wanted breakfast milk this morning. I waited forever but she never went to the kitchen; she just kept bothering you under the blanket."

Shuichi’s lip twitched. Bothering me... I’ll bother both of you sisters tomorrow morning. As for the breakfast milk... he looked at her greasy lips and bulging cheeks and rubbed her stomach. "Tonight we’ll do something else strange, and tomorrow we’ll play what your sister played."

"Oh... okay." An didn’t care about tonight or tomorrow, as long as Shuichi played the same games with her that he played with her sister.

They finished dinner quickly and Shuichi was pulled into the bedroom by the little airhead. An was very practiced now. Close the curtains, sit by the desk, and report: "I already took a bath today."

"Then let me check if you washed properly." Shuichi walked up to her, leaning down to sniff around her neck, giving her a few light kisses. An shrank back from the tickling, giggling. "Finished checking?"

"Mhm, you smell very good." Shuichi kissed her cheek.

"Then sit down, Shuichi-kun! We have to be fast, or Big Sister will come to catch us." An urged him.

Shuichi sat in the chair, and she pulled his hand toward the waistband of her skirt. An lifted her bottom eagerly, and soon, like her sister before her, she was a little white lamb. Her two bare, cute feet stepped onto Shuichi’s thighs, proactively rubbing against his hands.

"Aren’t you ticklish? You’re so eager." Shuichi grabbed her feet and began to play with them.

An endured the tickling of her soles, blinking her big eyes. "But Shuichi-kun seems to like it, so it’s okay. I’ll get used to it after a few more tries, right? If we’re going to date later, won’t we have to do this every day?"

Shuichi felt that the little airhead’s perception had been thoroughly corrupted by him, but... who could refuse this? Certainly not him. He leaned forward to kiss her knees, and seeing this, An tried to throw her legs over his shoulders. Shuichi quickly stopped her, holding her legs in his hands.

"Is this wrong?" An asked curiously. "Wasn’t it like this yesterday?"

"I just said, we’re playing something else today. Were you too busy eating to listen?" Shuichi rubbed the back of her calves; the flesh was tender and delicious.

"Oh, then what do we do?" An waited quietly.

"First, cover your eyes with your hands. No peeking, okay?" Shuichi placed her small hands over her eyes.

"I can’t look?"

"Right, no looking." To be honest, with those innocent big eyes staring at him, there were some things Shuichi really couldn’t bring himself to do. It was better if she covered them. Even if it was just a see no evil kind of self-deception...

"How long until I can look?" An heard rustling sounds and wondered what was happening.

"When I tell you to put your hands down, then you can look." Shuichi finished his preparations and held her two feet, pressing the soles together.

"Ugh... are you going to tickle my feet again?" An curled her toes and started squirming, unable to hold back her giggles. Shuichi was reminded of the first time he played with the President; she had also laughed so much he could barely find the right rhythm. These two sisters were both incredibly ticklish.

Although An felt ticklish, she didn’t call for a stop. Instead, she sneakily parted her fingers and peeked. She watched Shuichi’s actions with curiosity, her eyes fixed on him as she mentally compared what she saw to the knowledge from health class.

I think I’ve learned about this... this is something only adults can do, right? So cool... I must be cooler than Big Sister now, right?

"By the way, I’ll ask Haruka-san for an extra set of custom clothes later." Shuichi remembered Ichika’s set wouldn’t be used, so he decided to give it to the little airhead.

"Eh?" An froze for a second, then started dancing with joy. "Shuichi-kun is the best~~~"

"Oof... careful, don’t move so much." Shuichi quickly pressed her restless feet back.

"Oh..." An settled down, though her hands over her eyes were doing an even worse job of hiding her peeking.

Shuichi had only wanted psychological comfort anyway. Finding her peeking, he didn’t say much. He just thought to himself that the little airhead’s adaptability was quite good. That curious look was actually quite cute.

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