[On the Bed]
Yakumo forcefully burrowed into Aoba's embrace, sniffing the scent on his body, her hands instinctively reaching out, trying to hug Aoba's waist.
But just as her hands stretched out, she recalled that on the other side of Aoba was Hinata.
Her hands that had just stretched out retracted again, changing target, placing them on Aoba's abdomen, her palms gently rubbing.
This was simply the scene she had dreamed of, but unfortunately, such a good opportunity was ruined by Hinata beside her.
Compared to Yakumo, who kept moving her hands and feet, Hinata simply leaned quietly in Aoba's arms, not making any extra movements.
She quietly enjoyed this tranquility, only occasionally thinking: if it were just her alone, the scene would be perfect.
She let her thoughts wander for a long time, pursed her lips, and still softly spoke:
"Good night."
Yakumo paused for a moment, then also softly responded:
"Good night."
After the two girls spoke in succession, they maintained this posture and gradually fell asleep.
———
[The Next Day]
[Daybreak]
Aoba slowly woke up.
He didn't know when he had fallen asleep; last night, he was slaughtering enemies in the world of illusions.
Then suddenly the illusion world turned completely blank, and just as he was scratching his head in confusion, the illusion was lifted.
Then he didn't know if he fainted or just fell asleep.
Only…
'What is going on?'
He turned his head and saw that the side near the wall was Yakumo.
She was resting her head on his arm, both hands stretched toward the other side, hugging his waist.
Fortunately, his body was different from ordinary people, only half his arm had gone numb, not the whole thing.
On the left side facing outward was Hinata; Hinata slept more quietly than Yakumo. Her small body curled up, only hugging his arm, breathing evenly.
Both were sleeping soundly, he didn't dare to move a muscle now.
Since Aoba couldn't move and had nothing to do, he silently appreciated the sleeping faces of the two girls.
But Yakumo had her face buried in his chest, so he could only see the back of her head.
As for Hinata at this moment, she was lying very obediently at his side, her tender cheek pressed against his arm.
He didn't know what sweet dream she was having, her face had a faint smile, and a small puddle of drool flowed from the corner of her mouth.
It dampened his clothes.
In her daze, Hinata seemed to sense Aoba's gaze.
Her eyelashes trembled, and she drowsily opened her eyes.
Their eyes met.
Aoba thought Hinata would either scream from embarrassment or bury her face, too shy to look at him.
But her reaction completely surprised him.
Hinata showed a dazed smile on her face.
"Aoba-kun…", Hinata's head suddenly moved closer and kissed his cheek.
Aoba was dumbfounded, 'Is this still Hinata?'
He felt that she probably hadn't realized she was awake yet and still thought she was dreaming.
He wanted to remind her with a word.
"Hinata…"
But as soon as he said her name, Hinata, as if feeling the earlier kiss wasn't enough, came closer again and sealed his lips with hers.
"!"
That moment seemed to trigger some strange switch.
Aoba's eyes widened, and he froze on the spot.
Soft, sweet.
Full of fruity fragrance and a unique girlish freshness, it made people unable to resist indulging.
Then came a long, deep kiss.
A long time—
Hinata's face turned crimson red, and she buried her head deep into Aoba's arm, not daring to raise it.
Steam was already rising from her head.
She had already woken up halfway through, realizing it felt completely different from the dreams she used to have.
She originally wanted to stop.
But she couldn't muster any strength at all.
Aoba was still a bit dazed, unable to recover for a long while.
He hadn't expected his first kiss to happen under such circumstances, and with the easily flustered Hinata, no less.
And it happened while Yakumo was still in his arms, what a coincidence of fate.
He wondered what Tenten and the others were doing now.
He subconsciously licked the corner of his lips, finding it unexpectedly pleasant.
Even though they hadn't brushed their teeth, it didn't matter, chakra was omnipotent.
He had originally wanted to ask why Hinata was sharing a bed with him.
But seeing Hinata's brain already overloaded, clearly unable to process any words now, he thought it best to stay silent for the moment.
———
A long time later.
Yakumo still showed no sign of waking up, but Hinata had already recovered from her "steam princess" state.
"Ah… Aoba-kun…"
The mosquito-like whisper reached Aoba's ears, and he immediately responded.
"I'm here…"
He felt the girl beside him tremble slightly.
"Ah… Aoba-kun, was that… your first time too?"
"Mm~"
"That's great…"
He could hear the joy hidden in her soft and delicate voice.
Then, he felt her tug gently at his sleeve.
He looked over.
Their eyes met again, those icy snow-like eyes were now misted with a layer of water vapor.
Her cheeks were completely red.
"Hinata…"
"Ah… Aoba-kun, do… do you want to try it again?"
Hinata's doe-like eyes became even more misty.
As she spoke, a pleasant fragrance gently brushed against Aoba's face.
He hadn't expected that the awakened Hinata would also be so bold. His gaze subconsciously fell on Hinata's still-glossy lips.
Crystal-clear lips, with that youthful plump softness.
They stirred his appetite like jelly.
Aoba leaned in, and Hinata closed her eyes.
Yakumo was still sleeping…
———
A long while later.
"Mm~"
A muffled moan sounded.
Yakumo opened her still-drowsy eyes, lifted her head slightly, and happened to meet Aoba's gaze.
She froze for a moment, then softly said, "Good morning, Aoba."
"Good morning, Yakumo."
Aoba smiled as he responded.
Yakumo suddenly remembered something and looked to the other side, finding it already empty.
"Where's Hinata?"
"Uh… she just ran out shyly," Aoba's expression turned slightly unnatural, but Yakumo clearly didn't notice.
The corner of her lips lifted slightly, "I see…"
'Heh, such a useless Hinata. Had the opportunity, and still useless.'
"Aoba…", Yakumo suddenly looked at Aoba with deep affection.
That deliberately cutesy, spoiled, syrupy tone was so sweet it gave him goosebumps.
After a moment of silence, Aoba lowered his head slightly and gave her delicate cheek a light kiss.
Yakumo's face instantly turned crimson.
She really was just a mouthy queen.
But now, she was already far ahead.
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