Almost at the moment when he heard the sound, the blue veins on Miyahara Nagisa's white forehead raised, and the black eyes were tightened like vertical pupils.

Without any unnecessary words, the slender white calves showed explosive power far beyond ordinary people in a very short distance, making her petite body rush out like a female leopard.

However, Yuki Terashima, who was still half kneeling on Shiina Iori, seemed to have not noticed the sudden sound of the wind, and his expression was still as cold and calm as before when he walked across the school corridor.

Just as Miyahara Nagisa's fingertips were about to touch her collar, she seemed to stretch out her hand and lean forward casually.

One stretch, one hold.

A crisp sound came from my ears.

The little hand that was obviously trying to grab Terajima Yuki's neckline was fixed in the air, and it would be difficult for him to move forward in an inch no matter what.

A clearly visible red handprint appeared on Miyahara Nagisa's white wrist.

Even if both sides are both practicing family members, the gap in strength and reaction is so big that it is visible to the naked eye.

Miyahara Nagisa, who was obviously more than one size smaller than Yuki Terajima, was stunned at the moment when she was caught, and then she had time to react. She tried to break free with her hands, but it was as if she was poured by an iron hoop and could not move anyway.

Seeing that the goal of control was achieved, Terajima Yuki did not have the intention to care about this child much, so he let it go casually.

It seems that he doesn't take her to heart at all.

"He's a wild girl."

Even his tone was so dull that it was not very turbulent.

"You guy-!"

Miyahara Nagisa, who had just been released, was easily angered by this dull tone. He ignored the soreness of his wrists and was about to rush forward with anger.

But this time it failed.

"Natsui! Don't do it!"

You really can't beat her! I'm helping you!

Shiina Iori, who was caught and raped on the bed, was thinking in a mess.

So Nagisa had just rushed out half of her body and was directly hugged by Iori, who had finally emerged from below, relying on her body advantage, pressed her arms and let her two snow-white calves kick out of thin air, and waved her hands with her teeth and claws, looking like I was particularly fierce.

Yukiya Terashima, who was disturbed, glanced at her, tied her long hair that fell to her temples, and barefoot, she got off the bed wearing Iori's sweatpants, leaned against the wall casually, and looked at Miyahara Nagisa who was staring at her without any emotion.

The scene was like Corgi who was held in his master's arms and the German Shepherd who was so bored that he yawned.

Miyahara Nagisa, who was held in Shiina Iori's arms and unable to break free, saw Yuki Terashima's cold expression and felt a sense of fire in his heart. Seeing that his little arms and legs were completely out of reach, he was so angry that he couldn't stop fighting back:

"Iori! Let me go!"

"This damn guy!"

"What does it mean to taste great! Do you think I don't know!"

"It's just a connection, just an interface! It's not a great thing, I've done more than this...ah--"

Seeing that his old man was about to be turned over, Shiina Iori's eyes suddenly widened, and in a hurry, his hands suddenly tightened on her waist.

As soon as he was touched, Nagisa Miyahara, whose waist was so soft that he could not move, suddenly his whole body tensed up. Half of the sound was stuck in his throat before he could even go out.

But after the weakness attack lasted for a second or two, Miyahara classmate who barely struggled to break free from the control effect, stretched out a small face that was red from his cheeks to his ears, gritted his teeth and turned his head to curse, but his voice was as soft as if he was murmuring:

"I, Iori..."

"What are you doing!"

"It's clear that she was the one who provoked it first!"

Shiina Iori, who had grasped Miss Miyahara's weakness, still had the strength to do it, and said as calmly as possible: "Natsui, Nagisa! Don't move around... It's not a good habit to do it! You are no longer a bad one."

"I don't care! Let go!"

But Miyahara Nagisa seemed to be really angry with what he said just now. Even though his waist was snatched, he was hiking around in Iori's arms like a fish, trying to get out of his restraint.

However, the next second, the body suddenly stiffened.

Shiina Iori lowered her head and held the soft-eared boat that was dyed pink by Miyahara Nagisa in her mouth.

Miss Miyahara, who had struggled and refused to stop, felt like she was connected by an electric current. She was erected with a corpse like a Russian big Reba who had been put in the ice and snow all night. Her cheeks were red with anger. At this time, there was a bit abnormal bright red.

Yuki Terajima, who was standing beside the wall, held his arms and stood with his arms around the wall, suddenly his eyes narrowed.

Yui, who had been huddling on the outside of the battlefield, hugged the door frame and widened her eyes, her mouth slightly opened.

The overly shameful reaction was exposed to the eyes of several people. Miyahara Nagisa, who was already a little angry, was suddenly washed away by waves of shyness like a tide, and it became vaguely trembling, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground on the spot.

In just a few seconds, Miyahara Nagisa, who had been stubborn and refused to change her temper, made a trembling voice:

"You, when will you hold this guy?!"

"I understand!"

"I...can't it be okay if I don't fight?"

"real?"

Shiina Iori looked up and let go with some suspicion.

“……Well.”

Miyahara Nagisa, who was still held in his arms, lowered her head dejectedly, trying to cover up the abnormal blush on her face.

I didn't want to show such a weak expression in front of the woman Yuki Terajima.

Unfortunately, the expression was too obvious and was clearly visible by Yuki Terajima standing opposite him.

Fortunately, I still held my arms and kept my movements against the wall.

Her cold gaze first slowly fell on Shiina Iori's hand holding Miyahara Nagisa's side waist, and then looked at Miyahara Nagisa's ears that were all red and with a hint of wet marks.

It was not until the end that I met Shiina Iori's eyes with great interest.

The plain look was filled with a subtle mockery.

Do you know her key points?

Shiina Iori, who was almost exposed to her, dared not look at her, but just pretended that Nagisa was still struggling to lower her head.

Standing at the door, Igarashi Yui, who looked flushed and shy, couldn't help but cover her face with a little doubt on reality.

She actually forgot!

How can a guy like Nagisa is so easy to deal with?

In the small room, 2.5 square meters confronted each other (Yui barely counted 0.5 square meters), and for a moment, he couldn't help but fall into a strange silence.

In the end, it was suddenly broken by Yuki Terajima.

The cold and proud girl took a step forward and walked towards Miyahara Nagisa, who was still held in Iori's arms, which made the girl who had just recovered from her rationality alert, her little face frowned tightly and said nothing.

But Terajima Yuki didn't laugh at her, but seemed to sigh:

"The Miyahara family was indeed in decline back then."

Miyahara Nagisa frowned and looked cold:

"What do you want to say?"

Shiina Iori quickly stopped him and said, "Good! Stop talking!"

If you continue to fight, you will inevitably become Shiina Iori's love uncovering conference.

Then he might have to die suddenly on the spot.

But Yuki Terajima seemed to have not heard it, and walked slowly to Miyahara Nagisa. He helped her to pull up her long hair that had fallen due to struggle in her ears. Her eyes as quiet as a flat lake looked straight into the girl's eyes, and her voice was faint:

"but......"

"You're pretty good."

The unexpected contrast made Miyahara Nagisa, who had already organized the retorts in his mind, stagnated and seemed not to react too much.

Then, he saw the other party slowly slid his neck in his direction.

"babble--?!"

The overly clear feeling made Miyahara Nagisa, who had just recovered, suddenly widened his eyes, and his body, which had just recovered, straightened his body again.

Only Shiina Iori, who was holding Miyahara Nagisa, saw the unscrupulous light in Yuki Terajima's eyes, who was holding Nagisa Sui's boat gently.

What she held was naturally the place where Iri had just bitten.

【All yours belongs to me.】

In that cold gaze, there was no concealment that such domineering meaning.

Shiina Iori's eyes seemed to be stagnant for a moment before she could barely move away.

Yukio Terajima walked out of the room with barefoot barefoot with that powerful and relaxed mouth, as if nothing had happened.

After a while, Nagisa, who was held in his arms like a big baby, reacted, looking distraught, and felt a strong loneliness of "I am not clean anymore."

"Natsui?"

Shiina Iori tentatively lowered her head and called out softly.
To be continued...