"What on earth..."
Amidst a flurry of chaotic thoughts, the expression on Sakuragi Hitomi's face began to turn abstract, not even caring about the dampness on her body anymore.
Beside her was the angelic petite Sakuragi,
"What's the big deal about holding back! Hitomi, are you with the President just for that kind of thing?"
Beside her was the devilishly lustful Sakuragi,
"Doing that kind of thing doesn't conflict with being with the President, Hitomi does it because she likes the President... Besides, Hitomi, you obviously want to, right?"
Petite Sakuragi:
"Nonsense! The President is clearly taking care of Hitomi's health! After all, even kissing is... doing that kind of thing is definitely not okay!"
Lustful Sakuragi:
"That's true... But, the President doesn't seem eager at all, could it be... because he's too satisfied on An Le's side, so he doesn't have any expectations for Hitomi, thinking that 'this kind of Platonic love is fine' or something...
Petite Sakuragi:
