“Huh…Huh…”

Shiina Iori gasped hard, and her whole body was hot.

“Is it only this level?”

"This is different from what you said when you came."

"What? Can't get up?"

Listening to the calm whisper that was as whispering in his ears, Shiina Iori straightened his waist hard, but felt a sense of emptiness appearing in his body.

It seemed like she had taken out the whole person from the inside out.

But Yuki Terajima was still a little dissatisfied, and stroked his cheek with one hand, his voice gentle:

"Iori."

"Now... I can't rest yet~"

"No, no..."

Shiina Iori was lying on her back on the ground in a stylus, and she was so angry that she was: "I'm just a donkey, you have to let me rest for a while, right?"

"Yeah?"

However, Terajima Yuki had a subtle expression of "I don't quite understand" and rejected Shiina Iori's rest proposal.

The voice was so dull that it made people feel cold: "But... did you say it would satisfy me, right?"

"Then there is no such thing as you!"

Shiina Iori was wearing a white Taoist suit and lay in the private dojo at Yuki Terashima's house. Her simple practice suit was twisted and twisted, revealing large pieces of chest muscles.

"Um?"

"Didn't you say that you should choose between sleeping skills and the rest?"

Yuki Terajima stood there and spoke in a faint tone, and he was also wearing a clean and neat Taoist suit.

While speaking, she slowly stroked her white cuffs upwards, revealing her fair arms that seemed slender but actually had clear lines.

A neat outfit.

The eyes of Shiina Iori seemed to have a bit of doubt as if they were asked clearly.

He almost let out a sigh of relief.

Who knows you are talking about the judo level ‘sleeping skills’!

“…”

Since more than ten minutes ago, after the two of them were rubbing in the alley for a while, Shiina Iori was forced to choose the latter among the two options of [Sleeping Skills] or [Others] under the almost forced questioning of Yuki Terashima.

Otherwise, Shiina Iori might have been eaten by Yuki Terajima, who was not in very stable condition on the spot.

In various senses.

Finally, during the semi-voluntary and semi-forced "overtime" time, he was taken home by Yuki Terajima all the way.

——And then, she practiced as a target for a whole hour.

Originally, Shiina Iori felt that the reason why he had never resisted Qiuyi when he was chirping was because he had some hope in his heart that he could not say anything else, so he obeyed half-heartedly.

But after experiencing this hell for an hour today, Shiina Iori finally recognized the gap between herself and the woman named Yuki Terajima, which was so huge that it was difficult to describe with the gap.

If Shiina Iori's muscle strength and physical properties are [14] and [15] respectively, Yuki Najima is estimated to have at least Double 18 or above.

"What kind of structure do these monsters have..."

While rubbing his old waist that was almost half sore, Shiina Iori sat up from the wooden floor of the dojo, muttering in her heart.

After all, he is also the chief medical student of this year's Dongda University, and he has not discovered how different the human body in this world is from the previous world?

"Didi-Didi-Didi-"

As he was getting up from the ground, the alarm clock that Terajima placed at his feet finally rang.

She looked down and raised her bare white little feet slightly with flexibly, and directly stepped off the switch behind the alarm clock with her toes.

Shiina Iori secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he looked up, he saw that Terajima still wanted to come over, so he suddenly raised his breath: "The alarm clock is ringing! Are you here again?"

But Terajima ignored him and walked straight to him.

Bend over and stretch out your hand.

"stand up."

The moment he leaned over, the loose Taoist wardrobe drooped emptyly, accompanied by a violent fluctuation inside.

The scenery in the clothes suddenly broke into his sight.

Not wearing it?!

Shiina Iori's eyes were paused.

...Oh, posted.

The moment he realized that he saw this scene inside, Yuki Terajima slightly closed his chest with his other hand, with a subtle tone in his voice: "Do Iori prefer the feeling of peeping than looking openly?"

“It’s really an unspeakable habit.”

Shiina Iori also reacted and tilted her head without any sincerity:

"Feel sorry."

When Yuki Terajima saw his somewhat interesting reaction, he had no intention of getting up.

He leaned over in front of him and pulled the collar slightly.

"Do you like watching?"

Shiina Iori did not answer positively, and his voice quickly calmed down: "Even if you are at your own home, please think more about me and don't easily show that such a large-scale kill will die."

"dislike?"

Yuki Terajima leaned over to look at him, as if he was flirting with Shiina Iori for ten minutes, a bedtime exercise that is beneficial to the body and mind.

Shiina Iori continued to pass his head.

Seeing that he had no reaction, Terajima turned around and picked up the alarm clock: "Please add another hour."

"......shape!"

Shiina Iori suddenly shuddered when she heard this, and her voice blurted out.

Yuki Terajima stopped.

Turning his head and looking at him without any expression.

Only eyes seem to be of interest.

"Um?"

Under the bright eyes, Shiina Iori had to bite the bullet and continue: "The shape is more for my appetite."

When Terajima heard this, his eyes paused on Shiina Iori's cheek for a while.

"Yeah."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the direction outside the door.

The alarm clock is quietly placed on the ground.

No one went to pick it up.

Seeing this, Shiina Iori breathed a sigh of difficulty.

"call--"

"Iori."

"What's wrong?!"

Halfway through his breath, the sound from behind him made him stand up suddenly, and turned his head before seeing Yuki Terajima reach out to greet him.

"You should be hungry, are you?"

"Eat midnight snack."

Shiina Iori was stunned when she heard this.

I remembered the incident when he said he hadn't eaten yet.

He looked up at Yuki Terashima's back again, and his lips were pursed into a gap.

"oh."

I don’t know when Terajima Yuki ordered, nor when those people brought the dishes.

In short, when Shiina Iori and Terajima Yuki walked to the restaurant, there were already several rows of dishes on the large table that could sit down for eight people.

There was still heat dissipation, obviously not long after it was brought up.
To be continued...