Chapter 2182: Unfinished Business

Chapter 2182: Unfinished Business



The door slid shut, and at last, silence returned.

Instinctively, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. I guess I wasn't as unaffected by the tension as I thought. Peeking through the narrow gap in the partition, I checked to make sure they were gone.

Kazuha-nee lingered by the door for a moment, her hand resting on the handle as if she were waiting to ensure they wouldn't come back. Only when the coast was completely clear did she turn, locking eyes with me through the narrow gap.

A playful smile tugged at her lips, half amused and half exasperated. She approached the door, and with a soft click, it slid open again.

Standing face-to-face again, Kazuha-nee's smirk widened. "Why are you looking at me like that? Hiding in here was a bad idea, so I locked it to ensure you wouldn't misbehave again." I grinned, shrugging nonchalantly. "Yeah, right. It's certainly not because you wanted to escape after leaving me hanging. By the way, Ogawa still noticed that blush on your face, Kazuha-nee."

"Whose fault do you think that is?" she shot back, narrowing her eyes but a playful glint flashed on them.

"Alright, that's on me."

She sighed, though I could see relief flicker in her eyes. "Shameless idiot. Let's not test our luck next time, okay?"

I chuckled as I leaned closer to her. Our distance dissipated once more. "Next time?"

Her gaze met mine, and for a brief moment, the tension from earlier melted away, replaced by something warmer, more intimate.

"Let's just make sure there's a 'next time' where we don't have to hide," she whispered, her alluring voice soft but resolute.

And with that, the atmosphere shifted once again. Kazuha-nee didn't resist as I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her back into my embrace.

"Sure. Next time, it'll be your turn to introduce me to Ogawa." I murmured as my lips brushed against her ear.

"H-huh? You shameless boy. I don't mean it that way!" Her face flushed as she lightly slapped my chest.

"Really? How else should I interpret that?" I teased, smirking as I tilted her chin up to meet my gaze.

Before she could protest further, I closed the distance between our faces as our lips overlapped once again.

This time, there was no urgency, no threat of being caught. Just the two of us, wrapped in the moment's warmth as if the world outside didn't matter.

Perhaps still a little mindful of Ogawa's potential return, Kazuha-nee slid the partition door shut again. Once again locking us into this small, enclosed space.

The sound of it clicking shut was almost final, like a shared secret that wouldn't escape beyond these tall, improvised room dividers.

"You're getting the hang of this, Kazuha-nee," I leaned back momentarily in between our kisses to tease her and take this wonderful sight of her lovely expression.

Hearing that, her eyes narrowed followed by her face flushing with both embarrassment and annoyance. “Shut up... I'm experienced, alright? You're not the first guy I've kissed."

undeniable.

As my fingers continued to thread gently through Kazuha-nee's hair, I watched her gaze fixate on me, her eyes searching mine. There was a softness in her expression now, a quiet surrender that hadn't been there before.

I stared back at her, catching glimpses of my reflection in her pupils.

I couldn't read her mind, not completely, but I had a pretty good idea of what was running through her head. The night had taken an unexpected turn, and while there were certainly conflicting thoughts swirling in her mind, one thing was clear; Kazuha-nee didn't want this moment between us to end. Not yet.

"... Shameless boy. Isn't it time for you to go home? Take the chance while Kazu-kun and Mami-chan are in his room."

Despite her words, the intent behind them didn't match. Her arms remained wrapped tightly around my back as if to anchor me in place. Her body language betrayed her hesitation to let

me go.

I smirked and shook my head slightly, "I will go home. But Kazuha-nee, you forget we have unfinished business. I have yet to take care of you enough..."

A faint blush rose to her cheeks but she didn't protest. Her lips pressed together as I began to guide us back toward her chair. The very spot she occupied every time she was working. Today, it gained a much different significance.

Kazuha-nee let out a soft sigh, though there was no real resistance in her movements. She

allowed herself to be led by me. Her gaze flickered down to our lower bodies, the part where

we're intimately connected.

She could feel that part of me didn't lose hardness despite the time she spent conversing with Ogawa and Mami. Likewise, I could sense the faint throbbing of her sacred place, anticipating the imminent resumption of what we've started.

"What a hopeless pervert," Kazuha-nee whispered, her voice barely audible. Nonetheless, there was no malice in her tone. In fact, it was laced with something warmer. An acceptance of the situation, of us, of this intimacy we shared.

As we reached the chair, I paused, my hands sliding down to her waist as I gently lifted her feet from the ground before I sat down, ultimately putting her back on my lap, "Hopeless, maybe. But you're not exactly stopping me, are you?"

Kazuha-nee inhaled deeply as she met my gaze, her lips parting just enough to reply, "I never

said I would."

That was all I needed to hear.

In the dim light of her workspace, the air between us thickened once more. The weight of our

words gave way to the unspoken quiet pull of something more than just our desire for each

other.

I could feel her heartbeat through our shared proximity, each breath drawing us closer into a space where the rest of the world ceased to matter.

This time. Alone in this small, enclosed space of her room. We're locked in a moment that neither of us seemed eager to escape.