"It’s... simir to what’s happening right now, but it only requires a little..." Fumika’s face was bright red, the words almost too much for her to say. Speaking them out loud seemed to take every ounce of her ce.

  She then turned around and pushed Chiba on the bed and put her lips on his to escape from the embarrassment to say it. Chiba followed her a and kissed her back while Fumika hands work on Chiba’s pants. She ope and took out the cod sat on it. Startled by her a Chiba stopped kissing but Fumika tinued.

  She started to move herself slowly on Chiba’s cock which resulted in a moan esg from Chiba’s mouth. And feeling his hard cock between her legs Fumika also moaned but quickly put her hand on her mouth, while slowly increasing her speed. Chiba’s hands also moved on Fumika’s body while some time grabbing her ass.

  When Fumika felt Chiba’s hands on her ass, she stopped moving for a sed but started moving again and this time more faster than before. She was feeling that her asm was building up and she would e in a few minutes. Chiba, feeling her increasing speed also started to move himself with her. He could tell that she was about to cum.

  “Chibaaa…kun” She screamed his name as she cummed on his cod fell on him while panting. So Chiba turned her around and started moving his cock between her legs.

  *

  As it was nearing lunchtime, Shuichi Chiba and Fumika Ogawa finally stepped out of the bedroom. After sh and ging clothes, they felt much more refreshed.

  This experience made Shuichi once again realize that sometimes a curvier figure is far more appealing than a slimmer one.

  It was just a pity that Fumika was still too shy—she wouldn't shether, nor would she let him look. He figured he’d find another opportunity iure.

  With a lingering flush on her face, Fumika followed closely behind Shuichi.

  The two of them went downstairs, oer the other. As soon as they reached the living room, they saw Sayuki Ogawa sitting there, pying on her phone, waiting for them.

  Her posture was quite bold too—legs crossed, propped up on the desk Shuichi often used for work.

  She was wearing her usual denim shorts, and her long, smooth, legs looked even more striking and alluring in that pose.

  It was hard for Shuiot to gnce over.

  Immediately, he noticed Sayuki looking back at him with a faint smile, as if to say—’You looked, didn't you?’

  "Sayuki-san, you came without saying anything?" Shuichi Chiba sat down in his usual seat without the slightest hint of panic. From this angle and distahe view of her legs was eveer.

  Sayuki Ogawa raised an eyebroulled her legs back. "Did my sister announce her arrival in advance? Why is it just me that o say about my arrival? Am I already unnecessary?"

  "Sayuki..." Fumika Ogawa clutched the handle of her bag, softly calling her sister's h a hint of reproach.

  "Looks like Sis ged her stogs," Sayuki observed knowingly, notig they weren’t the same ones from the m. She raised her eyebrows thoughtfully. "Seems like things got pretty intense. I guess you won’t need me t any more little snacks to go with your drinks—looks like you’ve got a full meal now."

  Fumika blushed furiously, too embarrassed to respond.

  "Actually, I'd still like some fresh, warm snacks," Shuichi jumped in with a bold, unapologetic grin. "But Fumika-san won’t agree to it no matter what. If Sayuki-san could help out, that would be great."

  Fumika let out a small, flustered sound, c her face. Her sister and Shuichi’s suggestive banter left her pletely overwhelmed.

  "Well, that depends on how you perform." Sayuki teased, crossing her arms and giving Shuichi a sideways gnce. Her alluring eyes sparkled mischievously.

  "Perform?" Shuichi blinked. "Are you pnning to take a cut as the middleman? Maybe I should just ght to the sourd smooth things over myself. Might have to put in some extra effort, but I make it work."

  The quirky metaphor left Sayuki momentarily at a loss for words. She shot him a pyful gre, clearly unimpressed but amused.

  "I was referring to your workouts at my gym o opens," Sayuki crified. "If you do well, there'll be rewards. That way, you'll have the motivatiht? I kly how zy people like you, who never exercise, be."

  As she spoke, she g her sister, who immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

  "Oh, I see," Shuichi Chiba said, realizing. "How siderate of you, Sayuki-san. If that's the kind of reward we're talking about, I think it would definitely make it easier to stay itted."

  o him, Fumika let out another soft, flustered sound, the blush that had just faded from her neck reappearing.

  "You’d better stick to it. With your current physique, you might not be able to keep up with my sister." Sayuki added, throwing out yet another bold remark while Chiba just smiled knowing that she didn’t know about his stamina.

  "Sayuki!" Fumika finally couldn't hold baymore. Her eyes welled up with tears, giving her a helpless, pitiful look as she protested, "Don’t say things like that..."

  "She has a point, though," Shuichi responded, still as calm as ever, as if they were discussing something purely teical. "Fumika-san's so attractive, it's hard to resist. Holy, I don't have that much willpower. For the long term, I really should start w out."

  However, a thought suddenly occurred to him—Sayuki's gym was for women only. It wouldn’t be appropriate for him to work out during business hours with the female ts around.

  So... would it be private training after hours?

  "Then it's decided." Sayuki Ogawa nodded, as if they had just finalized a business deal.

  Fumika Ogawa looked on in fusion at the two of them. Was she the only one who found this whole versation strange? Why was Shuichi calmly discussing such things with Sayuki as if it were pletely normal?

  "Oh, by the way, the enants door—are they the ones I saw moving in this m?" Sayuki asked, nodding toward the Akiyama family door.

  "Yeah, they sighe lease yesterday. Their surname is Akiyama, and they're opening a ramen shop. You should meet them sometime. Since we'll be neighbors for a while, you could even sider eating there occasionally." Shuichi expined casually.

  Sayuki gave him a knowing smile. "You’re already trying to drum up business for them? Seems like you’ve got a special e with those two girls."

  "They're cssmates, from a single-parent family, having a tough time. I’m just helping out a little." Shuichi responded calmly.

  "Is that really all?" Sayuki raised an eyebrow. "No other thoughts crossing your mind?"

  Shuichi spread his hands with a fident smile. "I'm not really ied in younger girls. pared to utle apples, I much prefer someone like Fumika-sa, like a ripe peach."

  P-Peach?

  Fumika Ogawa felt both happy and shy at the same time, hearing Shuichi Chiba openly express his affe. A ‘peach’... Was he referring ture? Or something else?

  She gnced down at her chest, the her tight-fitting skirt. No matter what he meant, it was embarrassiher way...

  Sayuki Ogawa stared at them for a moment, then remarked with a hint of surprise, "It feels like you're being ho. A bit ued."

  "Looks like you’ll o get to know me better, Sayuki-san," Shuichi chuckled lightly, "So you won't always be so surprised."

  Sayuki’s heart skipped a beat. She g her still-blushing sister, then shot a gre at Shuichi. How could he dare say such things, teasing like that, right in front of her sister?

  "Are your eyes b you?" Shuichi asked, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "There’s eye drops upstairs—artificial tears too. Should I grab some for you?"

  Sayuki Ogawa tugged at the er of her mouth. "No need. It’s just some dust from overseeing the renovations. I’ll be fier blinking a few times."

  "Good to hear. But don't take it lightly—eyes are important. If it bothers you again, feel free to e up to the sed floor for some eye drops anytime." Shuichi Chiba replied, his tone i on the surface, though it felt like there was a subtle uone, as if he were implying something. Sayuki silently cursed him for his slyness.

  "Not ready to leave yet, Sis? It's already lunchtime. Or... have you already had your fill just now?" Sayuki teased.

  Fumika jumped, flustered. "N-no! What do you mean 'had my fill'? Don't say such things, Sayuki..."

  "You might as well just stay here for meals from now on. I eat by myself." Sayuki said, getting up to leave, with Fumika quickly following after her.

  At the door, Fumika paused, casting a lingering, affeate gnce back at Shuichi before hurrying out after her sister.