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"Yuna, hold the glass with one hand."

Yuna Kanno did as she was told.

"Bend your waist a bit."

She hesitated for a moment, then bowed slightly.

"Bend it a little more."

This time, she felt something was off: "Wait, isn't this pose a little strange?"

"No, listen to me. Bend your waist down a little more, but don't move your hand down with it. Keep your arm straight while touching the glass."

Seeing Asano Makoto's figure faintly reflected on the glass, Yuna Kanno pursed her lips. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly bent down.

With this movement, one of her arms stretched out to touch the glass of the French window, and her white silk nightdress was stretched tight, highlighting the curve of her back.

Asano Makoto's eyes widened.

The white dress, which barely covered any skin and was also see-through, combined with the pose, revealed a back view that was simply too much.

He couldn't help but move closer.

At this moment, Yuna Kanno finally realized that something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Wait, what are you doing?!"

"Huh? Taking pictures of you? What's wrong?"

Hearing Asano Makoto's seemingly innocent tone, Yuna Kanno couldn't help but bite her lip in anger.

She had seen almost everything through the reflection on the glass.

Who takes photos by taking out their camera after taking off their pants?

And Asano Makoto was already so close that he was almost touching her. It would be impossible for her not to realize what Asano Makoto was planning.

However, even though she had seen Asano Makoto's intentions, she didn't say anything.

Because this was something she had already anticipated before she came here today.

It could even be said that from the first time she met Asano Makoto, she had expected that there would be such a day in the future.

And at first, she was actually unwilling to accept such an ending and even tried to think of ways to break the situation.

But during this period of getting along, her submission to Asano Makoto became higher and higher, and eventually, she slowly accepted this matter.

Now, that day had finally come.

Despite having been prepared for a long time, Yuna Kanno still subconsciously asked, "Didn't I just help you… How can you…"

She remembered that last time in the hotel, it was after she helped Asano Makoto that he suddenly lost interest and eventually chose to let her go.

So she thought it would be the same this time, but obviously, she was going to be disappointed.

After hearing her question, Asano Makoto chuckled softly, "Yuna, are you underestimating your master a little too much?"

Hearing these words, Yuna Kanno finally realized that she really couldn't escape this time.

So after struggling in her heart for a long time, she closed her eyes and softly pleaded, "Be gentle, okay? It's my first time taking photos…"

"Yeah, don't worry, I'll be very gentle."

Asano Makoto comforted her as he spoke, while slowly adjusting Yuna Kanno's posture.

Yuna Kanno looked at the scene reflected in the glass in front of her, and the large hand wandering over her body, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Time passed by, and the shy and unbearable Yuna Kanno quietly waited for that moment to come.

Then.

A sound of tearing rang out.

That painful groan from Yuna Kanno indicated that some of her most important things had been taken away by Asano Makoto.

After taking wonderful photos for a long time, Asano Makoto let out a breath and took a step back.

His first time taking photos wasn't long, but it wasn't short either, lasting a full half hour.

At this time, Yuna Kanno, who noticed that Asano Makoto had left her, also slowly straightened up, but still with her back to him, her legs constantly trembling.

"Is it… over now?"

Yuna Kanno, who was obviously exhausted, couldn't even say a complete sentence now.

However, Asano Makoto was full of energy. After regaining his male vigor, he chuckled and said after hearing Yuna Kanno's words, "Not yet. I've only taken one picture. Bend down again."

"…"

Seeing that she didn't move, Asano Makoto leaned close to her ear: "Yuna, don't forget, you just lost. You have to agree to one of my conditions."

Yuna Kanno glared at him with some annoyance, but still slowly bent down again.

Still that shocking scene.

The pure white see-through dress set off the beautiful and rounded curves.

Asano Makoto reached out and grabbed the hem of her skirt.

Yuna Kanno stretched out one hand to support herself on the French window, and the other hand subconsciously grabbed Asano Makoto's arm.

"Just lift it up a little. I want to take a picture of Yuna's legs."

"You pervert, you're really… um~ you really are…"

Yuna Kanno complained in a low voice and let go of his arm.

Asano Makoto slowly lifted Yuna Kanno's skirt, and her long legs wrapped in black stockings were half-hidden between the skirt.

Yuna Kanno's legs didn't have much flesh, and were even a little slender, but they looked particularly attractive wrapped in stockings.

Asano Makoto held the camera in one hand and lifted Yuna Kanno's skirt to her thigh with the other hand.

"Yuna, can you hold it yourself? I want to take pictures."

Yuna Kanno didn't speak, but silently grabbed her skirt.

Asano Makoto's mind was almost muddled, because the scene in front of him was too much.

Unable to hold back again, he once again took wonderful photos of Yuna Kanno for nearly an hour.

"Yuna."

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Yuna Kanno was almost speechless, and even uttering a single syllable was a bit difficult.

Asano Makoto pointed to the bedside and said, "Let's go over there."

"…"

"Don't worry, it's just taking pictures. I want to take more photos with good poses."

Hearing this, Yuna Kanno still walked to the bedside with some trepidation.

At Asano Makoto's request, she sometimes lay on her side on the bed, crossing her legs to create a lazy pose; and sometimes knelt by the bed, fully exuding her charm.

Asano Makoto recorded every detail of these scenes with his large camera.

Then, Yuna Kanno lay flat on the bed.

Her legs were bent at the knees and separated on both sides, and the plain white skirt slipped down to her abdomen, while Asano Makoto held his large camera and knelt between her legs.

Perhaps because it was the first time being face-to-face, Yuna Kanno, who had been silent before, said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Can you not do this pose… It's so embarrassing."

"I often see photographers taking pictures like this in movies, and even carrying the model's legs."

Asano Makoto thought for a while and added, "Maybe it looks more professional? Or maybe the angle is better or something?"

Yuna Kanno was both helpless and ashamed about this, and could only ask, "What kind of strange movies are you watching?"

"Adult movies, what's wrong?"

"…"

"Okay, Yuna, be serious. Look at me."

Asano Makoto leaned over and brought his face closer.

Yuna Kanno subconsciously used her arm to cover half of her face, lightly biting the back of her hand.

Asano Makoto was so close to her face-to-face that she was extremely shy.

But it was this moment of shyness that directly stunned Asano Makoto.

In this way, another long period of shooting passed.

After all, she was just a girl experiencing shooting for the first time. After several shoots, Yuna Kanno's voice was so hoarse that she was almost unable to make a sound: "…Is it, is it done?"

"It's done."

"Then, um… get up quickly."

"I want to see more."

Asano Makoto said, lowering his head and bringing his face closer.

Yuna Kanno turned her head away, her pretty face completely red.

"Yuna."

"What?"

She tilted her head, not daring to look at Asano Makoto.

"I want to kiss you."

"No."

Although she refused verbally, when Asano Makoto really leaned in slowly, she just turned her head slightly and was easily blocked by Asano Makoto's lips.

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