My stepmother's burden is my ex-girlfriend.

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"Don't worry, I told Mom."

With a snap, she pulled out a few sheets of paper to show me.

I told her, "I'm going to go find Mizuto-kun to help me with my final exams." She even said, "It's so convenient to have a classmate living at home!"

...They're so careless...

This might mean that she really trusts me.

The girl revealed a sweet, model student smile.

"There's nothing wrong with that, is there? You can study with the top student in the whole grade!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I only got second place."

On the one hand, because I helped Isana review, I thought I had worked quite hard this time, but I ended up coming in second again.

Although I no longer have the ambition to compete for the top spot, I still get a little angry when she uses this to put me down.

"I got one question wrong in my Chinese language subject. You got full marks on the Chinese language section this time, right? Teach me how to do it."

"Wasn't the top-ranked girl in the entire grade supposed to be tutoring me...?"

Although I suspected she had ulterior motives, I couldn't think of any plausible reason to get rid of her.

"I really can't do anything with you."

"Yay!"

Jie cheered softly, skipped lightly around the towers of books, and plopped down on the beanbag chair. It was the one I received for my birthday.

Then, she moved her body to the edge of the bean curd and patted the empty space.

"Come on, hurry up."

"...Would you like me to sit with you?"

"If you can produce the exam paper right now, you can sit there and teach me."

...Okay, I really don't know where I lost it.

"Then I'll just look from behind you."

That being said, who knows how the current Hentai will deal with me.

I stood up from my chair and tried to walk around to the back of the beanbag chair that Jie Nu was completely slumped into.

Unexpectedly...

"Hey."

"Ugh?"

As soon as I got close, she grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto the beanbag chair.

I barely managed to dodge and avoid falling on Yui, but I ended up sitting in the empty seat. Yui reached out and put her arm around my shoulder, smiling smugly.

"So frail and weak."

"...None of your business."

It seems they have no intention of letting me go.

I gave up, pulled my arm away from her grasp, and tried to sit up straight.

At that moment, I really didn't mean to, but my bent elbow accidentally sank into the woman's soft breasts.

“…………!”

The sensation of touching it made my whole body stiffen.

This guy... seems to be not wearing a bra...?

Because she was wearing pajamas? No, Isana mentioned she also wore nightgowns. It's not like she's Isana; I thought she'd be much more meticulous in this regard…

"Look, this is the question..."

Jie Nu seemed oblivious to my astonishment, or even to the fact that my elbow had touched her chest. She leaned closer, shoulder to shoulder with me, and showed me the exam paper.

I mustered all my willpower and focused all my attention on the exam questions.

Where did I make a mistake in my translation of this vernacular Chinese text?

"Classical Chinese... I think it should be—"

I'm amazed that my brain and tongue can still function.

My thoughts were constantly being disturbed by the fleeting glimpses of soft breasts at the edge of my field of vision.

The neckline of Jie Nu's pajamas today was a bit loose. This meant that from my angle, I could clearly see the cleavage hidden under the pajamas.

Usually, I'm overshadowed by Isana's enormous bust, but by normal standards, Yui is also quite voluptuous. She's completely different from when we were dating before; it's truly an unsolved mystery of her secondary sexual characteristics.

Based on the information I gathered while buying the swimsuit, I remember the bust size should be a C or D cup—no, I think that's a bit small. So that's a D…no, an E cup…?

Now she's leaning her body, letting her breasts slide slightly to the side, forming a deep valley on their own without being restrained by her bra. Even I can't remain completely unmoved by her presence.

--Or how about we just ask a female classmate to supervise? ...Ah, that might still not work. I heard nude models aren't supposed to react.

No, I would never do that. Absolutely not.

Damn it... I usually hang out with guys much bigger than this, so why do I get so distracted when it's Yui...?

"So that's how it's supposed to be translated... How did you figure that out so easily?"

"Classical Japanese is just old-fashioned Japanese. Don't you think you can understand about 80% of it?"

"That's why it becomes an exam question—because people can't understand it."

The woman stared at me with her eyes half-open.

"Alright, it's your turn now. Which subjects did you get wrong? Math or the others?"

"Ah—that's right, there seems to be one question where the answer is strange no matter how I recalculate it..."

"Haha, math exams often do this. Like the denominator becomes an exaggerated number or something."

Jie asked, "Which question are you referring to?" and showed me her math test paper.

She leaned closer, and her chest almost touched my arm.

I leaned back slightly to avoid her. "This question," I said, pointing to the question I had mentioned.

"Ah—this is how it is—"

Jie didn't move her body back to its original position.

I could only maintain my leaning-back posture as I listened to the woman explain the test questions.

"That's it. Did you understand?"

The breath he exhaled teased my neck.

I tried my best to remain calm and answered:

"Understood..."

"Hmm... we both answered very few questions wrong, so there's not much to review."

Jie finally returned to her original posture and began flipping through the exam papers.

Just as I breathed a sigh of relief...

Jie Nu turned her eyes and stole a glance at my face.

My immediate thought was: Oh no.

She had managed to maintain a poker face with great difficulty, but she relaxed her guard for a moment just now—and she saw it clearly in that instant.

The corners of Jie Nu's mouth curled up in a malicious smile.

"Then... alright—"

Suddenly.

The woman brought her lips close to my ear.

"(I'll let you off the hook for now.)"

The whispering sound, as if breathing into the ear, sent a sweet, numbing sensation through the brain.

Jie Nu seemed to regard it as a parting gift, and with a "whoosh," she stood up from her lazybones and said:

"Then..."

She aligned her gaze with mine as I sat down, and bent down slightly.

Goodnight♥

(Illustration 009)

That posture was as if she was deliberately showing me what was inside her loose collar.

The chest, seemingly defenseless, is also a sharp weapon.

The woman walked lightly and quickly out of my room.

All that was left was me, unable to get up from the beanbag chair, and the lingering warmth of the woman's body.

—I've been attacked.

No mistake, I am under attack.

Irito Yui ◆Exclusive evil thoughts

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

After putting on my nighttime lingerie, I let out a deep sigh.

I collapsed onto the bed and buried my face in the pillow.

...So embarrassing!

Just walking up to the sink in her pajamas without a bra is already a big deal, but to be so close! Every time my chest touched him, I felt like my face was about to breathe fire! Luckily, I practiced showing my chest from different angles without exposing it completely!

The best part is that it's winter now. Thanks to the thicker winter pajamas, even without a bra, the nipples don't show.

If I let him see so much, my shame wouldn't be enough... Sigh—I guess it's because I still have this kind of thought that I'm so hesitant to do things. When I was encouraging Dongtou before, Xiaoyue seemed to have said something about being shameless or something when pursuing a boy.

Let's slowly break through the limits of our shame.

You have to become shameless.

In front of a water dog, I can no longer play the innocent model student. I'm going to become a female dog. I won't stop my courtship until I've conquered the male dog I've set my sights on.

It should have an effect. You'd think it would.

If this continues, that pretentious, aloof face will eventually become filled with evil intentions.

He might be reliving the feeling of my chest, the sensation of my touch, or the words I spoke right now.

"……hehe."

Before the New Year's Eve bell tolls, there are still two weeks left—before they're purified, I want to turn all 108 of your troubles into me.

Mizuto Irito ◆ Sorry to bother you

I must develop a strong will.

This time, the woman was different from before; she didn't apply the necessary restraints during playful banter. Sensing this, I immediately set off for the Amazonian secret realm—correction, for the Kawanami family's house—in order to withstand this onslaught.

One reason is that I wouldn't be able to control myself if I spent 24 hours a day in the same house with my current girlfriend.

Another reason is that I want to learn the secrets to strengthening my own mental power.

Of all the people I know, Kawanami Kogure is the one whose stance is most similar to mine. Moreover, in terms of experience living closely with women, he is clearly more experienced than me—so I think I might be able to gain some inspiration from his life.

That's how I arrived at the Kawanami family's house, and I never expected to witness such a sight.

"Oh? Isn't this Irito-san~"

The person who greeted me at the gate of the Kawanami family's house was none other than Nan Xiaoyue.

Seeing that Nan was wearing a very casual hoodie and shorts, I couldn't help but check the house number.

"...This is the Kawanami residence, isn't it...?"

"That's right."