Chapter 347: The Bad Woman’s Little Virgin
【Heart free of distractions, heart free of distractions—】
Taking a deep breath, the young boy forcibly dispelled the fiery aura from his heart. However, the peculiar feeling of contact between the two and the faint fragrance emanating from the girl felt like a kitten’s paw teasing his heart, stirring the restless emotions within him from time to time.
【It’s just applying sunscreen; it’s in the public resting area, so don’t think of anything strange!!】
Once again, shattering the whimsical fantasies in his mind, the boy sternly reminded himself. Right now, it was just an ordinary touch of palms and arms, yet for some inexplicable reason, he was thinking of all these strange images, as if his body had lost control, unable to suppress his thoughts from drifting in that direction.
“Hu—”
Clearly, it was a scene he yearned for, yet at this moment, the boy seemed as if he had just gone through a severe trial, exhaling deeply and wiping the sweat that had seeped from his forehead due to nervousness with the back of his un-lotioned hand, looking anxiously at his girlfriend, who was squinting her eyes in comfort.
“Kazumi, I—I’m done applying… should I go over now?”
It wasn’t that Sato Shinichi was in a hurry to leave; if possible, he would have wanted more physical contact with his girlfriend. But the problem was that in this public place, after such contact, the boy’s body seemed to be, well, a bit intolerable…
Of course, this intolerance didn’t mean he was physically overwhelmed; rather, it was that he was feeling so overwhelmed that even the boy’s willpower was beginning to falter.
Just as the boy finished speaking, looking as if he wanted to turn and run away, a small foot gently hooked onto his light yellow shorts, preventing him from leaving.
“What are you doing? You haven’t finished applying.”
“Not… not finished? But your hands are already…”
“Are you only applying sunscreen to your upper body? Here, there’s still the feet part to cover.”
With a roll of her eyes at the silly boy in front of her, the girl took the opportunity to turn around, her legs bent and crossed. One small foot slightly raised and swayed in mid-air, while one hand lazily propped her head up as she half-lay down, looking at Sato Shinichi.
“Okay… okay…”
Swallowing hard, the boy felt a mix of emotions. The girl’s current posture was undeniably alluring; she posed naturally without any suggestive exaggerated gestures, yet it was this naturalness that paired with the beautiful ideals the boy yearned for, continuously tugging at Sato Shinichi’s nearly lost composure.
The boy’s gaze swept over her smooth, art-like legs, before firmly returning to the tip of his nose, not daring to look elsewhere.
Taking a deep breath at this moment, Sato Shinichi resembled a soldier taking on a severe mission, propelled by a determination of life and death. He picked up the sunscreen beside him, slightly bending his body as he half-squatted down, preparing to continue the task indicated by his girlfriend.
“What are you standing for? Sit down.”
But the girl lounging in the deck chair suddenly spoke up. Her little hand, coated with lotion and glistening, playfully patted the space beside her. It turned out she had specifically leaned to one side to make room for him to sit.
“Sit down? Then… how do I apply?”
Sato Shinichi was a practical guy; when faced with a real issue, he cast aside his shyness about intimate contact with his girlfriend and seriously inquired about the matter at hand.
“You just sit down, don’t think too much.”
With a hint of emotion in her voice, the girl tossed out a casual comment, leading Sato Shinichi to obediently sit down. Seeing the obedient boy, who seemed to have formed muscle memory, the “trainer” Kazumi displayed a satisfied smile.
Human stress responses can form habits, especially under the guise of love. After repeated reinforcement, deeply ingrained personal habits are extremely difficult to change, and even if future circumstances shift, it’s tough to erase the memories etched in the body. This situation is precisely the result Kazumi wished for; instead of calling him “Golden Retriever” as before, she preferred to think of him as…
Pavlov’s dog.
“Slide in a little.”
Kazumi beckoned Sato Shinichi to sit fully on the lower part of the lounge chair. She didn’t immediately answer his question but gently pulled her legs, which had been draped diagonally behind him, back towards her, bending them at her chest and turning in a direction. Then her entire body slid down along the chair’s small curve, her fleshy thighs meeting the boy’s leg with a gentle bump. Her bent legs naturally draped over his.
Her small head slightly lifted, a stray hair danced as she moved. Her jet-black eyes held a cute mischievous glint, meeting Sato Shinichi’s shocked gaze that turned toward her instinctively.
“Hehe, this works.”
【Boom—】
Like a thunderclap in his mind, Sato Shinichi seemed to lose consciousness in that moment, his entire being resonating with the soft touch he had just experienced.
This sensation was dozens, no, hundreds of times softer than the regular skin contact; it was a wondrous, cherished fantasy of the boy, exuding delicacy and warmth.
At that moment, his brain crashed, his cheeks visibly flushed, and the fiery feeling within him tore through the barriers of reason. His hands and feet seemed detached from his body, drifting aimlessly in the air, as he babbled incoherently at his girlfriend.
“Not… Kazumi… I… you… like this…”
“Mm? What’s wrong, Shinichi?”
Innocently blinking, Kazumi looked curiously at the boy, seemingly caught in confusion, responding with a harmless expression. However, her supple legs, resting just below his hip, added to the pressure with their weight during slight movements.
“Um… nothing…”
A soft grunt escaped his throat, a faint metallic taste spreading in his mouth. The sting on his tongue cleared some of the confusion from his mind, and as he swallowed, Sato Shinichi regained a brief clarity.
Looking at his adorable girlfriend, who seemed completely oblivious, a wave of guilt washed over him.
It was merely ordinary intimate contact, yet his lack of composure had led him to stray elsewhere. What was the difference between himself and those despicable men he despised?
【Heart free of distractions, heart free of distractions…】
Silently reciting useless calming incantations, in a place invisible to her, the left side of the boy’s body tensed in a terrifying manner, revealing prominent veins and muscle outlines. In stark contrast, his right side remained unchanged, leisurely spreading the sunscreen in his palm.
Kazumi noticed Sato Shinichi’s odd behavior; although she didn’t fully understand his situation, as someone who had been through it all, she sensed the general state of things. A playful smile emerged on her face, and she reached for her phone from the nearby rack, pretending to engage with it while enjoying the boy’s service.
Yet, it seemed the girl’s little foot had no intention of being that leisurely. The little foot near his abdomen slightly lifted, the gem-like toe drawing chaotic patterns across his defined abs. It was unclear if it was intentional or simply that the dangling foot was unmanageable, but that cute little foot randomly fell back, lightly scraping over the waistband and then quickly lifting, resting atop the boy’s marble-like physique.
Feeling the boy’s body stiffen for a moment, it seemed like he wasn’t willing to let her notice before returning to normal. Kazumi’s playful pretence turned into an amused smile, quickly dissipating as her face resumed its usual cool expression, meanwhile secretly experiencing the marvelous sensation of the lubricated palm gliding over skin.
……..
Five minutes later, in the public beach lounge area.
The short black-haired girl relaxing on the chair lazily stretched, her dark eyes humorously fixed on the distant, flustered figure hurriedly retreating, his body shifting swiftly yet clumsily, causing the girl to suppress a giggle.
Placing the little prop back on the nearby table, she reclined with her hands behind her head, finally starting to relax.
After all, the so-called rest earlier was more about training her rather obedient boy, which was rather enjoyable in various ways.
Closing her eyes slowly, she felt the refreshing sea breeze on her face. The amusing image of the boy, trying to maintain calm while displaying adorable awkwardness, flashed before her.
Really… it was enough to bring joy.
Changing the position of her legs, the girl recalled the perfect physique touched by that little foot and… the overwhelming heat and hardness that was unmistakable.
A faint blush appeared inexplicably on her otherwise cold face. She opened her eyes, gazing up at the blue sky at an angle, seemingly recalling something amusing, unable to hold back a sudden giggle. But soon afterwards, she shook her head in resignation, looking toward the direction where the boy had fled, sighing meaningfully with a hint of anticipation.
“Oh, poor little virgin~”
(PS: Feels like this chapter has the danger of being harmonized.)
