Chapter 191: The Lively Shirogane Household (Part 2)

Unknowingly.

Miyahito found himself deeply drawn into those wine-red eyes, rich with the mellow fragrance of time.

Utaha found herself drowning in eyes as deep and dark as the night sky, yet sparkling with a starlight-like gentleness.

It was as if time for the two of them had frozen in this silent moment.

Slowly, the distance between their lips closed.

Gradually, the temperature of their breath rose.

The irresistible, intoxicating waves of emotion surging in their hearts made Utaha involuntarily close her eyes. Her waterfall-like hair fell strand by strand between them, filling every inch of the warming air.

Feeling the warmth brushing against his face, accompanied by their increasingly rapid heartbeats, Miyahito couldn't help but raise his hands to wrap around his lover's slender waist. His palms swept over her body, radiating fervent love, and his intertwined arms tightened uncontrollably, yet with a profound, instinctual cherishing.

Finally, their lips met, conveying the sensation of love to the two deeply moved souls.

In this moment, whether it was Utaha, whose body was bound in a forceful embrace, or Miyahito, who was binding her with an inescapable hold...

The endless affection and unspoken words between them were entirely submerged in this silent kiss.

For some reason.

Unlike their usual light, fleeting kisses, Miyahito didn't want this to end.

Sometimes, no matter how rational a person is, there comes a day when their emotions spiral out of control. Even if Miyahito was usually restrained, disciplined, and strictly guarded the bottom line of his desires.

Ultimately, he was just an ordinary person. An ordinary, upright teenager in the prime of his youth.

And this was precisely the age when boys were the most youthful, the most spirited, and the most impulsive.

Utaha's mind was completely blank. She simply obeyed, keeping her eyes tightly closed, allowing Miyahito to vent his passion, echoing between their lips and teeth.

As if it were the most natural thing in the world. She forgot to think, and he didn't want to think.

They just instinctively wanted to hold each other. Tighter, and even tighter.

As time slipped away, neither wanted to break their profound, heartfelt connection, but Miyahito and Utaha finally managed to rein in their increasingly runaway passion.

We can't... if we keep going, we won't be able to stop.

Reading the unspoken words flashing in her lover's eyes, with equally hazy gazes, equally panting breaths, and equally passionate embraces, Utaha and Miyahito, whose eyes reflected nothing but each other, couldn't help but curve their lips into a smile just after parting.

Behind that shared smile.

Was a step closer between their hearts.

And the increasingly deepening love between you and me.

...

Meanwhile, at the Shirogane house.

"Eh? Miyahito-nii wants to throw a birthday party for Nii-san?" Hearing her little friend's proposal, Kei, who was just about to take a delicious bite of the sweet wagashi, instantly froze.

A trace of surprise crossed her delicate features. Kei lowered her gaze in thought, set the fork and the mochi-dusted sweet back onto the small plate before her, and shook her head.

"No need. It feels like too much trouble for Miyahito-nii..."

"Eh, you really don't need to?" Her full anticipation falling through, the hopeful curve of Ayase's eyes drooped in disappointment.

Seeing Ayase like this, a pang of heartache suddenly welled up in Kei's chest.

'Forget it, I'll just ask Nii-san.'

Faced with the little angel's disappointed expression, Kei found herself completely unable to be harsh. She silently swallowed the words "Our family never celebrates birthdays" back down her throat.

"Seriously, don't make that face."

Kei reached out and lightly flicked the forehead of the little Ayase, who was hanging her head in disappointment without saying a word.

Watching the little cutie puff out her cheeks and cover her forehead with both hands, her big eyes seemingly accusing, 'How could you do this, Kei-nee!', Kei pursed her lips, her tone carrying an imperceptible hint of grievance.

"Fine. It's not like it's a birthday party for me anyway."

"Just ask Nii-san what he thinks after he finishes his shower."

Hmph. When it's my birthday, if you don't throw a party for me, Ayase... I... I... I'll ignore you! Hmph, hmph, hmph!

Although she was covering her forehead, Ayase hadn't covered her eyes. She carefully watched Kei, who had turned her face away and seemed to be throwing a tantrum, and blinked involuntarily.

Hmm? Why does it feel like Kei-nee is... is unhappy?

Silently pondering for a few seconds, Ayase subconsciously mimicked what her brother used to do to coax her when she threw tantrums as a child.

She crawled lightly over to her senior and stared straight into her eyes.

However.

Kei: Turns head, refusing to look at Ayase's eyes.

Ayase: Tilts head, staring straight into Kei-nee's eyes.

Kei: Turns head.

Ayase: Tilts head.

After the two girls went back and forth for a short while, Ayase noticed a slight change in Kei's expression and decisively seized the opportunity.

Reaching out to cup her senior's face, she subconsciously followed the memory of how her brother used to coax her, her tone carrying a familiar mix of doting affection and helplessness.

"Come on, don't be mad, Kei-nee."

"..."

Ayase... is she treating me like a child?

The corner of Kei's mouth twitched imperceptibly at this realization. But just as she was about to voice this thought, she reconsidered. It was no wonder Ayase was using a tone meant for coaxing children, considering she was the older one here.

After all, her behavior just now... really did look like a child throwing a tantrum.

Realizing this, a faint blush crept up Kei's cheeks. She lowered her gaze in embarrassment and struggled to mutter, "I... I wasn't...."

"!"

Oh! It actually worked! Big Brother is amazing!

Her big eyes sparkling with the joy of success, Ayase nodded happily without a second thought, perfectly mimicking her brother's past actions, her eyes curved into crescents.

"Yes, yes, yes. Whatever you say, Kei-nee!"

"..."

Looking speechlessly at the little girl whose head was bobbing up and down, even happily humming a tune in her exceptionally bright mood, Kei finally let out a smiling sigh.

Seeing how cute you are, forget it, forget it.

"Kei-nee, try this one! It has red bean paste inside, it's super delicious."

"Oh~ Umai! It's really good. When did Utaha-nee's cooking skills get so amazing?"

"Hehe, it's tasty, right? Onee-san's cooking is super delicious."

"And this one, this looks like the mango mochi only Miyahito-nii can make, right? It's exactly the same."

"Yep, Big Brother taught Onee-san how to make it, and she learned it super seriously."

"....."

When Miyuki returned to the living room after his shower, drying his hair with a towel, he saw the two girls intimately snuggled together, their heads tilted and touching as they read a shoujo manga, occasionally chirping and discussing the plot. The corners of his mouth curled into a doting smile.

The house is really lively tonight.