Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

“Ugh!”

Mai Sakurajima opened her eyes, a look of unexpected surprise in them. She immediately separated from Yosho and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“You, you, you!”

She felt something delicate and small beneath her clothes, already slipped down to her waist.

Mai Sakurajima bit her silver teeth, her face flushed red with shame, and glared at Yosho resentfully, uttering that classic line.

“Why, why, why are you so skilled at this!!!”

“Heh heh.”

Yosho waved his right hand twice in the air, looking like an otherworldly expert, and said in a deep voice.

“I can take Onimaru Kunitsuna, so underwear is nothing.”

Mai Sakurajima was speechless and didn't know where to begin her complaints.

But…

Truth be told, Yosho's movements just now seemed really difficult.

She didn't notice anything at all until the sound of the clasp opening, and then she belatedly realized it.

Such fast hands!

He's practically a master thief!

Just as Mai Sakurajima was thinking this, Yosho followed up with a smile.

“Now that they're already off, how about…?”

Mai Sakurajima understood what he meant.

After hesitating slightly, she pointed upstairs with a flushed face and whispered.

“Futaba is still sleeping upstairs, this isn't really good, is it…?”

Yosho interrupted directly, speaking earnestly.

“If she finds out, then we'll invite her to join the battle.”

Mai Sakurajima angrily slapped his chest and said resentfully.

“What are you saying? There's no way Futaba would agree, right?”

After seeing the teasing look in Yosho's eyes, Mai Sakurajima reacted and explained in a flustered manner.

“Of course, I wouldn't agree either.”

“Really won't?”

“Absolutely impossible.”

“Hard to say.”

“There's nothing hard to say.”

Mai Sakurajima clearly didn't plan to continue discussing this topic in depth and immediately changed the subject.

“It's already past twelve o'clock, let's go to sleep.”

After entering the room and turning off the lights, Mai Sakurajima and Yosho lay together on the bed in the bedroom, experiencing a very novel feeling.

Although she had been living at Yosho's house for a long time.

This was the first time she was sleeping in his bedroom.

Before turning off the lights, Mai Sakurajima looked around the furnishings in the room.

Um…

It's hard to say there are any furnishings at all.

There were only two bedside tables on the left and right, and a single bed, and nothing else.

The snow-white walls were empty, seeming somewhat lonely.

Should she give him a gift to decorate the room?

“Speaking of…”

Mai Sakurajima, who had originally been somewhat tired, lost her sleepiness after Yosho's words and that deep kiss.

She turned her head and looked at Yosho lying flat, saying meaningfully.

“That Touma-san is quite pretty, don't you think?”

Yosho's answer was very sincere.

“Yeah, she's really pretty.”

Leaving aside her cold personality.

Touma Kazusa's appearance was indeed among the most outstanding.

Her long, straight black hair, delicate face, and tall figure, without losing her curves.

More like a model than a piano performer.

Come to think of it.

After all, Touma Kazusa's mother, the world-class piano performer Touma Youko, was also a top-tier beauty.

With genetic inheritance, she, as her daughter, naturally inherited this beauty.

“Hmph.”

Mai Sakurajima's voice carried an undisguised jealousy.

“The girls around you all seem to be quite cute, not at all inferior to me.”

“Is that so?”

Yosho replied noncommittally, pinching Mai Sakurajima's cheek.

“Then aren't I still sleeping with you right now?”

Hearing these words, the corners of Mai Sakurajima's lips couldn't help but curl upwards.

That's right.

She was definitely the first, and the only one, to share a bed with Yosho.

This jealousy was indeed somewhat unreasonable.

However, the sentence that Yosho said next made Mai Sakurajima's face burn red.

“Ah, I wish we could change this 'sleeping' into a verb.”

Although Mai Sakurajima didn't have any experience in this area, she understood what Yosho meant by 'verb'.

She pursed her lips, her eyes filled with a layer of mist, and whispered.

“Wait… wait until this period is over, and then when Futaba and the others aren't here, when it's just the two of us, okay?”

“No problem.”

Yosho of course understood that with Futaba Rio upstairs, it was too embarrassing for Mai Sakurajima, who was mature on the outside but pure and shy on the inside.

Anyway, it was just a matter of these two days, so there was no need to rush.

In short, the bunny girl outfit must be unlocked.

Next, Mai Sakurajima said something that Yosho didn't expect.

Her pretty face slightly red, she stole a glance at a certain part of Yosho under the covers and said shyly.

“That… I heard that at times like this, it's very uncomfortable for guys to forcefully hold it in, or else… I, I…”

When she said the last few words, Mai Sakurajima's voice had become as faint as a mosquito's hum.

“I, I'll help you take care of it.”

“Okay.”

Yosho wasn't a eunuch, so naturally, he wouldn't refuse such a request.

However, after saying these words, Mai Sakurajima first carefully reached out her hand, and then froze in mid-air, looking at a loss.

Seeing this, Yosho asked curiously.

“What's wrong?”

Mai Sakurajima bit her silver teeth lightly, saying shyly.

“I… I don't know how to do it.”

“That's great.”

“What did you say?”

“Oh, nothing, I said if you don't know how, I can teach you.”

Mai Sakurajima nodded slightly, biting her lower lip, like a frightened little rabbit, and said softly.

“Then… then I'll leave it to you.”

“No problem.”

Yosho looked like he was patiently guiding, and said with a smile.

“First, you lean in close, then open your mouth slightly, and then…”

…

The next morning.

“Good morning, Mai-senpai.”

When Futaba Rio rubbed her sleepy eyes and came downstairs, she saw that Mai Sakurajima had already made breakfast and put it on the table.

“Good morning, Futaba-san.”

Mai Sakurajima pointed to the coffee on the table and a carton of milk next to it with an impeccable smile.

“I don't know which one you like to drink in the morning, so I prepared both.”

At this moment, Futaba Rio felt a sense of oppression, as if a mistress was facing the main wife.

She felt a strong sense of crisis that she had never felt before in her life.

This Mai Sakurajima…

Isn't she too perfect!?

Her appearance is impeccable, she used to be a national idol actress, she has starred in many morning dramas, and more than 90% of the people in Sakura Prefecture know her, these are all old stories.

The key is that after getting in touch with her, Futaba Rio discovered that Mai Sakurajima's voice is very nice, her personality is very gentle and generous, and she also has good cooking skills.

Honestly, it's just that she's a girl.

Putting herself in her shoes, if she were Yosho, she would have probably fallen for Mai Sakurajima long ago.

Futaba Rio thought for a long time, and could only think of her only advantage in facing Mai Sakurajima, which was that she had awakened the ability to materialize her soul, and could fight with Yosho, while the other party could not.

But…

Mai Sakurajima's inner longing can cause a puberty syndrome that the entire world cannot recognize.

Futaba Rio was sure that the other party must also have the qualifications to awaken the ability to materialize her soul.

What should she do if Mai Sakurajima really awakened?

Her only advantage would be gone.

The enemy is too strong.

She needs teammate support.

While thinking, Futaba Rio walked to the table and sat down.

Without hesitation, she decisively chose the cup of coffee from the freshly brewed coffee and the carton of milk next to it.

Futaba Rio pushed the milk carton in front of Mai Sakurajima, put on her glasses again, and said softly.

“Mai-senpai, you drink it.”