Fierce Battle

Bang, bang, bang!

The room smelled of alcohol and cigarette smoke.

Two people struggled together...

--Snapped!

"You actually said you don't even have a studio? Then what are you doing after you went to all the trouble to tell me so many things?"

--Snapped!

"...Before was before, now is now! I don't need to explain anything to you!"

--Snapped.

"Then don't beg me in the first place! Who do you think I am, Akane Kurisaka? Do you really think I have enough free time to come and drink with you!?"

--Snapped.

"You think you're not? I never agreed to your invitation from the beginning, you rotten drunkard!"

"Haha~~? If you have this kind of mentality, just get out of the industry! Stop being in my way!"

"It seems that it's not your turn to control what I want to do." Yusuke Kato pressed Akane Kurisaka's hands on both sides of her head, with clear palm prints on her cheeks, and his eyes were cold.

Even though she was pinned down, Akane Benisaka still stared with her eyes wide open, her aura unparalleled, with the aura of a superior person, and her face was also flushed.

"You're a crying boy, do you think you're a woman? Do you want me to wake you up? Ah——?"

As she spoke, she raised her knees, squeezed her feet between the two of them, and kicked Yusuke hard on his stomach.

God knows why this woman has so much strength. Kato Yusuke, whose stomach was full of rice wine, felt a surge of pain in his stomach, and the strength in his hands instinctively relaxed a little.

--Snapped!

"You—bastard! Don't think you can live happily after fooling me!"

Akane Benisaka, who took the opportunity to break free, slapped him again and declared firmly:

"If you don't cheer up, I promise on the name of Akane Kurisaka! I will use all means to suppress you. Even if you are a book artist, I will make it impossible for you to sell even one copy——!"

His powerful tone was full of certainty, leaving no doubt at all.

As for whether he has the ability to achieve this kind of thing, and whether he will really do this kind of "bullying the small with the big" behavior, it seems to be something that does not require much thought...

As a big figure at the top of the pyramid in the fandom industry, the name Akane Benisaka cannot be considered by common sense.

Kato Yusuke covered his mouth with one hand to suppress the nausea in his stomach, and used the other hand to block her hand, his eyes filled with humiliation and anger.

However, Benisaka Akane was unforgiving even when she was in power, and continued to insult and ridicule her.

"What? Are you dissatisfied? Surprised? Angry?"

"Exactly—I'm extremely unhappy with you now! You're obviously talented, but you dare to act like a lost dog here!"

"Eri Kashiwagi and Shiko Kasumi have also seen you, right? They must have comforted you very, very, very tenderly, right?"

"Unfortunately, I won't say such disgusting sweet words as your wives and concubines: "Have a good rest", "It's okay", "Take your time" and so on!"

"As long as you're not dead! As long as you still have breath! Just move! You bastard brat——!!"

When she said this, she grabbed Yusuke's shirt, pulled herself up violently, pulled his hand that was covering his mouth aside, and then bit him hard.

——Chirp.

Kato Yusuke felt a sharp pain, and traces of fishy sweetness spread from his lips.

He violently pushed Akane Benisaka away and pushed her to the ground.

What caught his eyes were fiery and powerful burgundy eyes.

"Huh...what? Don't you think of me as prey? With the bad boy you are now, it's about a hundred years too early! Boy!"

Akane Hongsaka pursed her lips as she spoke and stretched out her tongue to lick away the blood on her lips. Her bright red lips looked extremely coquettish under the light, and her eyes were like an unruly wild wolf.

Her clothes were messy, and through the gaps in her clothes that were torn apart during the scuffle, you could see her deep and alluring lace-patterned breasts.

Kato Yusuke turned his head and spat on the ground aside, a mouthful of blood-streaked saliva. There was a ferocious wildness in his deep pool-like eyes.

Then he turned back to his face, faced those playful and mocking flaming eyes, leaned down, and pressed his mouth against those flaming red lips.

"Ah……"

Akane Hongsaka held his head with her hands, her red lips slightly opened, and the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke slipped across his lips.

The jingle of silver bracelets covered up the slight gasp.

Your noble beauty turns into koji, into mellow wine, and you toast with your lips.

After a wild biting kiss.

She pushed Kato Yusuke away, pushed her feet on the floor, moved her body upward, and stood up from the ground.

"...That's almost enough, kid. Remember what I said, if you don't want to be stuck in trouble, act like a man, then so be it."

With that said, Akane Benisaka picked up the windbreaker on the ground and walked out the door. But before he took two steps, heavy footsteps sounded behind him.

--boom!

With a force coming from her shoulders, she was pushed against the wall.

Immediately afterwards——

A tall body came forward, pressed her hands against the wall, lowered his head again and blocked her mouth.

"Well--!"

Her eyes suddenly widened and her body was locked, unable to move.

What appeared in front of her eyes was a pair of cold and dangerous black eyes, with an instinct and impulse that wanted to devour her - like an enraged violent beast.

The strong smell of alcohol and heavy breath lingered on the tip of her nose, and the tight cheeks made it even difficult for her to breathe.

She tried to struggle, but was unable to do so.

The opponent's lips moved to his neck, grinding the soft neck brutishly, like poison that corroded the bones.

Pop...

The windbreaker in his hand fell to the ground.

Kato Yusuke pushed her against the wall in a wall-to-wall position, with one leg between the two thighs wrapped in black stockings, and his knees pressed against the wall.

As the skin touches each other, there is a clear and imaginative frosting touch on the calf.

Gradually, Akane Hongsaka's struggle began to weaken, and her hot body slowly softened under the invasion.

The brain numbed by alcohol begins to be replaced by another feeling, releasing a large amount of hormones and hormones.

She opened her eyes and looked at someone, frowning in displeasure, and the fire in her eyes softened in a sense.

"Well, turn off the light...!"

The slightly sexy voice has a slight nasal sound and a slight tremor.

Kato Yusuke then grabbed her hand and knocked off the light switch on the wall.

Darkness fell in the room.

The night gave the room silence and an inch of ambiguity.

Tranquility is the tip of the nose sliding across the back, ambiguity is the hungry kiss.

The smell of midnight alcohol dampened the carpet.

The fingertips restrained the soft waist.

The thrilling time lasted until late at night and early in the morning.

After fighting for a while, the two fell to the carpet, covered with a blanket, and started talking.

"I said, you bastard brat."

"how?"

"Bring me my cigarette."

Kato Yusuke turned his body slightly, reached for the low table beside him, and took down the lighter, cigarettes and portable ashtray from it.

"Give."

"Ah, thank you."

Akane Kurisaka thanked her in a low voice, took out a Seven Star cigarette from the cigarette case, put it in her mouth, pulled out a black curly hair from her lips, and threw it on the ground.

Ding--!

Click, click.

A red flame ignited on the zippo lighter, moved closer to the smoke on her lips, and lit it.

"Huh...thank you."

"No need."

Kato Yusuke closed the cover of the lighter, temporarily placed it on the ground, and put his hand back into the warm and soft blanket.

"..."

"..."

The faint orange-red firelight swayed in the room, flickering on and off with the breath.

Hazy gray smoke surrounded the two people and slowly rose upward.

"You don't feel choked?"

"Won't."
To be continued...