Chapter 2230: Secret Garden of Love

Chapter 2230: Secret Garden of Love



Upon hearing my answer, Misaki's eyes sparkled with joy as she couldn't hold herself back from throwing her arms around my neck, clinging tightly to me, and burying her face into my shoulder. Her action was charged with the affection she had for me and I couldn't bear to stop her from doing it.

I could feel the warmth spread through my chest, appreciating this girl's innocent love for

me.

Truthfully, it was moments like these that kept on making me feel like the luckiest guy in the world.

After a while, my arms around her tightened, matching the intensity of her affection. I was tempted to kiss her but with her face buried on my shoulder, that could wait.

"Is this going to be for the Cultural Festival or just for the two of us?" I asked, stroking her hair gently. The Cultural Festival was a big deal, and if she was planning for us to perform there, I'd need to clear my schedule.

I also had the Literature Club on my hand, after all. Not to mention I'd probably go around to check on my girls as well as do my duty as a member of the Student Council.

Misaki raised her head to answer me. Her eyes were half-lidded and her lips crimson red, bringing an unexpected sexiness to her expression.

"It's just for us, Ruki. But if you think it's good enough, maybe we can share it with others. Maybe it could be... Uhm. Something we can do as an activity. Here. We'll perform in front of the others."

The idea grew on me as she spoke, and I nodded, "Alright, let's do that. We'll rehearse here, and when you're ready, we'll present it to them. Let them watch the masterpiece that you wrote and we will be acting."

There's no need to reject her idea. It was already within my plan to come here every day. Setting aside a few minutes for the rehearsal was possible. Furthermore, it was going to satisfy my lovely forehead girl.

We also have this date-slash-buying her phone this Sunday. Isn't this dangerous? She's gradually wearing out my restraint. It won't be long before it loosens completely.

But upon thinking about... if it will happen, it will happen. I am so afraid of corrupting her that I am probably stunting her growth as a person too. Maaya and I never failed to remind her of the meaning of our closeness.

"Alright, I'll read this later when I get back home. For now..." I intentionally let my voice trail there as my hand moved to her cheek, lifting her face to meet my gaze. "How about we practice our acting skills right now?" I suggested, my voice taking a seductive tone.

Yep. I'm about to corrupt her again... But Misaki... She's also waiting for this, looking forward to another moment we're going to share.

The short time we were together earlier wasn't enough for her.

Misaki's eyes widened, probably understanding what I meant. She nodded eagerly, her cheeks burning up even more. I leaned closer, my lips brushing against her forehead.

"But remember," I whispered one last time, "This is just a rehearsal."

Misaki nodded as her eyes fluttered closed.

I completed the kiss on her forehead and then on her nose before eventually hovering close to her lips.

The script could wait but this moment couldn't. We could still improvise.

I leaned closer, my eyes locked with hers, and whispered, "Let's not wait for the play to start, Misaki. Why don't we make our scene right here?"

The innocent girl excitedly nodded. There wasn't even a trace of hesitation in her eyes as she enjoyed my warm breath against her skin.

Her eyes then fluttered shut as I resumed our kisses, the taste of her sweetness invading my

senses.

As my hand reached the hem of her uniform, I slid a hand inside, my fingertips tracing the curve of her spine. My other intimately cupped her cheek, keeping her face angled towards

mine.

Misaki's breathing gradually grew heavier and I knew she was feeling the same passion that was coursing through me.

"Do you love me, Misaki?" I tenderly asked her, my thumb tracing the soft skin of her cheek. The question was loaded but she knew it wasn't just for the play.

She looked deeply into my eyes filled with a mix of emotions but she didn't flinch. Instead,

she nodded.

"I love you, Ruki," Misaki replied with a whisper filled with sincerity. Her words resonated in my heart, echoing the love that was growing stronger with each passing moment.

"I love you too," I whispered back as my restraint loosened.

Our kiss grew more passionate as we explored each other's mouths, our tongues dancing

together.

The scent of her cologne filled my nose, a sweet floral fragrance that was uniquely Misaki's.

Her hands roamed over my shoulders and chest, sending a delightful stimulation throughout

my body.

What innocence? This girl... she had long walked past that. Being entangled with me made her develop a taste for these kinds of things...

I felt the heat building up between us, and I knew that if we didn't stop now, I'd end up corrupting her further. Her hips grinding gently at my growing bulge was a silent plea that

was hard to resist.

"Ruki... I want to be like them..." Misaki whispered, her breath hot against my neck. "Can I feel you more intimately?"