After 40 minutes layer—
The cake was placed in front of Yukinoshita Haruno, with Akira clapping from the side.
She looked at the sunset outside the window, then at Akira before closing her eyes, and quietly began to make a wish.
After a few seconds, Yukinoshita Haruno opened her eyes again and blew out all the candles in one breath.
"Happy birthday, Haruno," Akira Fujimiya said softly.
"Thank you. So, What gift did Akira-kun prepare for me? I want to know in advance," Yukinoshita Haruno asked playfully, with curiosity sparkling in her eyes.
"You'll know tomorrow night," Akira shook his head, smiling.
"Alright, then what about the gift for tonight?" Yukinoshita Haruno blinked up at him.
"Tonight's gift… we'll talk about it tonight," Akira replied, looking straight at her, meaningful.
"I'm looking forward to it." Yukinoshita Haruno smiled sweetly.
After saying that, she cut a piece of cake into one big piece and bring it closed to Akira's mouth.
Akira accepted it without hesitation, took a bite and began eating. But—
Before he could take another bite, Haruno pulled back her hand and took a few bites of the eaten slice before finishing it and taking out a bottle of red wine.
As She poured a glass for each of them.
Akira raised his glass, lightly clinking it against hers.
The two then began eating their sumptuous dinner.
….
After dinner—
Although the Yukinoshita family was immensely wealthy, both Yukinoshita Haruno and Akira Fujimiya preferred to "save water" whenever possible.
The two left the bathroom and headed toward the bedroom.
Yukinoshita Haruno turned on her computer, clicked on a movie on the video streaming site, and leaned into Akira's arms.
"This video site used to be completely insignificant, but now it's been revived thanks to you. A lot of people in our company like it. Whether they're anime geeks or office workers, everyone seems to find something fun here," Yukinoshita Haruno said, as she leaned comfortably against his arm.
"The initial publicity worked, and since there aren't many advertisements, of course most people are going to like it. But this is still just the beginning. As downloads increase and its popularity rises, this video platform will naturally attract even more users," Akira replied.
"Are you not planning to develop in that direction?"
Yukinoshita Haruno raised her head and glanced at him.
"A similar website should appear like this very soon. If we want to develop in that direction right now, we'd have to cooperate and give up some shares just to survive," Akira said as he looked at the computer screen.
"That's true. So are you planning to give up? This is such a huge market. If it were me, I would enter it even if I had to give up some shares," Yukinoshita Haruno said.
"Then let the Yukinoshita family take those shares," Akira said without hesitation, meeting her eyes.
Yukinoshita Haruno was stunned for a moment.
Then she seemed to understand what Akira was thinking.
"Akira-kun, you can use the Yukinoshita family's help…" she whispered.
"You need to produce decent results—both in terms of how the outside world evaluates you and how Mrs. Yukinoshita expects you to perform. You have to respond to those expectations," Akira said while gently stroking her long hair.
"Akira-kun… thank you," Yukinoshita Haruno said softly, leaning into him.
"You're welcome, Haruno-san," Akira hugged her back.
"So, how many shares do you plan to give me? And at what price?" Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly asked with a sly smile.
"That depends on your sincerity," Akira said, looking at her.
Yukinoshita Haruno smiled faintly, raised her head, and took the initiative to kiss him. Akira did not refuse and responded immediately.
.....
Inside Haruno' Bedroom—
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
Yukinoshita Haruno's lips pressed against Akira's with a hunger that surprised even her, her sly smile transforming into something more primal as their mouths met. Haruno was naked—except for her bra and panties.
Kiss! Kiss!
The kiss started soft, her full lips brushing his in a tentative exploration, but Akira responded with equal fervor, his arms tightening around her slender waist, pulling her body flush against his.
She tasted him, her breath warm and inviting as it mingled with his.
"Mmm..."
Haruno murmured into the kiss, her voice a soft vibration against his lips.
Her hands slid up his chest, fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt as she deepened the contact, her tongue darting out to trace the inside of his mouth.
Akira didn't hesitate. As he parted his lips, welcoming her tongue with his own, turning the simple kiss into a lewd kiss.
Slurp! Lick! Slurp! Suck!
Their tongues tangled, sliding against each other in a wet, rhythmic dance. He sucked gently on her lower lip, then nipped at it lightly, eliciting a sharp gasp from her.
Haruno's body reacted immediately, a shiver running down her spine as heat pooled in her core. Her nipples hardened beneath her bra, pressing against the thin material, aching for attention.
"Akira..." she whispered breathlessly when they broke for air, her cheeks flushed a delicate pink.
But she didn't pull away; instead, she leaned in again, capturing his mouth more aggressively this time.
Slurp! Suck! Slurrrp!
Her tongue plunged deeper, exploring every inch of his mouth, tasting him thoroughly.
Akira's hands roamed behind her back, fingers digging into the soft curve of her hips, pulling her closer until she could feel the growing bulge in his pants pressing against her thigh.
The room around them faded—the elegant living room of the Yukinoshita estate, with its polished wooden floors and shelves lined up with books—All that mattered now was the heat building between them, the way Haruno's body molded to his like she was made for it.
She ground her hips subtly against him, feeling the hardness of his cock through their clothes, a low moan escaping her lips into his mouth.
"You taste so good, Haruno-san," Akira growled against her lips, his voice rough with desire. He broke the kiss only to trail his mouth down her jawline, nipping at the sensitive skin of her neck.
Haruno tilted her head back, exposing more of her throat, her breath coming in short, needy pants.
"Ah... don't stop..." she pleaded, her usual composed demeanor cracking under the onslaught of sensation. His teeth grazed her pulse point, sucking hard enough to leave a mark, as she whimpered, her fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer.
Akira's hands moved with purpose, sliding up to her front— cupping her breasts through her bra. He squeezed them firmly, thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples, and Haruno arched into his touch, a jolt of pleasure shooting straight to her pussy.
She was already wet, her panties dampening as arousal slicked her folds. "Nngh! Mhmm!"
He unbuttoned her lacy black bra that barely contained her full, perky breasts.
Pushing the bra down, he freed her nipples—pink and erect, begging for his mouth.
Leaning down, Akira captured one in his mouth—
SUCK!
His mouth sucking hard while his tongue flicked over the sensitive bud.
"AKIRA!"
Haruno cried out, her body trembling as waves of pleasure radiated from her chest.
"Oh god, Akira! That feels... ahh!" Her moan was loud and unrestrained, echoing in the quiet room.
He sucked harder, teeth grazing the nipple just enough to send a sting of pain mixed with ecstasy through her. Her pussy clenched emptily, aching for more, but she reveled in the tease, in the way he worshipped her body without rushing.
Switching to the other nipple, he lavished it with the same attention, his hand kneading the first breast, pinching and rolling the wet nipple between his fingers. Haruno's hips bucked involuntarily, grinding against his thigh as she sought for connection.
"Mmmph! you're making me so wet!"
Akira chuckled darkly, his breath hot against her skin. "Such a needy little slut, Haruno. Look at you, dripping just from having your tits sucked."
His words were degrading, laced with dominance, but they only fueled her arousal, making her pussy throb with need.
"Y-yes... I'm your slut!" she moans, her voice husky and broken.
She hated how she sounded, but the shame only heightened the pleasure, her body betraying her inner thoughts.
He obliged, releasing her nipple with a wet pop and blowing cool air over the saliva-slicked peaks, watching them tighten further.
Haruno shivered, goosebumps erupting across her skin as the sensation made her clit pulse.
After lavishing attention on her breasts and nipples, he could feel her growing arousal.
Her body was responding to his touch. Akira shifted his position, his fingers trailed down her stomach, dipping under the waistband of her panties, circling her navel teasingly.
Before he pushed her back onto the bed, her expose her thighs trembling. He knelt between her legs, hands gripping her knees and spreading them wide.
Haruno's breath hitched, her pussy exposed through the sheer fabric of her panties, a dark wet spot visible at the center.
"Akira! Touch me....." she whined, her hips lifting toward him, in a desperate plea.
He smirked, leaning in to kiss her inner thigh, his lips brushing the sensitive skin inches from her core.
"Aaaah!"
She moaned loudly, the sound raw and animalistic, as his tongue licked a slow path upward, stopping just before her panties.
The teasing was torture for Haruno.
Her body was on fire, every nerve ending alight with anticipation. Her clit swelled, throbbing against the damp cotton, and she could feel her juices trickling down her ass crack.
"Please... lick me..."
Instead, Akira hooked his fingers into her panties and yanked them out, before, tossing them aside.
Her pussy was bare, smooth-shaven, lips glistening with arousal. He stared at it hungrily, then leaned in, his breath ghosting over her folds.
Haruno's reaction was immediate—her thighs quivered, trying to close, but he held them open, exposing her completely.
"So fucking wet for your sister's boyfriend, you dirty slut." His words stung, but they made her gush more, a fresh wave of slickness coating her inner lips.
He parted her folds with his fingers, exposing her swollen clit, and blew on it softly. Haruno screamed in pleasure, her back arching off the sofa as she felt a current running through her body.
"Fuuuuck!"
His tongue finally made contact, flat and broad, licking from her entrance up to her clit in one long, slow stroke. She tasted tangy and sweet, her essence coating his tongue.
"Oooohhh god, aaaah!"
Haruno's moans was loud, heavy, as if as desperate to let him know—sparks of ecstasy exploded behind her eyes. Her hands fisted the cushions, knuckles white, as he lapped at her pussy like a starving man who didn't drink water for months.
Before he turn his focused to her clit next, sucking it into his mouth and flicking it rapidly with his tongue. Haruno's body convulsed, hips grinding against his face shamelessly.
"Nngh! Suck it harder! Ohh fuck, I'm gonna... ahhh!"
Slurp! Schlick! Suck!
The wet sounds of his mouth on her filled the room, the sound mingled with her cries. Her pussy clenched rhythmically, walls fluttering as orgasm built, tightening against his tongue.
But Akira pulled back just as she teetered on the edge, denying her release. "Not yet, you don't cum until I say."
Haruno sobbed in frustration, her body trembling with unfulfilled need. As she looked at him, tears pricked her eyes, but his command only made her hornier, her clit pulsing visibly, trembling.
He stood, shedding his shirt to reveal his toned chest, then unbuckled his pants, freeing his thick cock.
It sprang out, hard and veined, pre-cum beading at the tip. Haruno's eyes widened, she can't get used to the sight no matter how many time it was inside her, as her mouth get watery at the sight,
"Akira..I want it..."
"You'll get it, but on my terms."
Akira pushed her further onto the soft bed, positioning himself over her. He rubbed the head of his cock along her slick folds, coating himself in her juices without entering.
"Haaah!"
The friction against her clit made her gasp—her body jerking with each contact.
Schlick~~!
He slipped forward roughly, his cock sliding between her pussy lips, grinding against her skin as it began to spread her inside.
Haruno's moans turned frantic as his rod spread her inside—
"Yes! Ahhhh!"
Plap! Plap! Plap!
His hips snapping against hers, as the lewd slap of skin on skin echoing through her bedroom. She felt every ridge of his shaft dragging over her sensitive flesh, pressure building unbearably, as he push deeper inside her with each thrust.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
"Ahh! Ahhh! Ahhhhh!"
Her nails raking down his back as she met his thrusts. Sweat slicked their bodies, her juicy breasts bouncing with each impact, nipples still red and swollen from his earlier attention as it twitch for more.
Haruno's sensations were overwhelming— as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer, her breast pressing against his chest, their sweat mixing woth each other, her moans a symphony of desperation,
"Mmmph! Harder... oh shit, aaaah! Don't stop!"
Akira flipped them suddenly, lying back and pulling her on top in cowgirl position. His member coming out of her tight inside as their juice falls down, wetting the bedsheet.
Haruno, her body still flushed and trembling with desire, quickly moved to straddle me, her eyes filled with a mix of lust and determination. As she quickly adjusted herself on top of me, her cheeks flush red from heat.
Her pussy hovering over his cock. She sank down, trapping his length between her folds, and began rocking her hips, grinding his cock— his member sliding through her wetness, rubbing her clit with every forward motion.
They both stared at each other with undisguised lust for other—
Akira leaned up, as he pulled her down with his arm and captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with desire.
As they separated, I whispered against her lips, "Haruno, your turn now."
She looked at him, her eyes filled with a mix of undisguised lust and determination.
With a slow, deliberate motion, she positioned herself above him, her pussy hovering just over the head of his cock. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the anticipation building as she prepared to take him inside her, again.
Haruno began to slowly lower herself onto him, her eyes never leaving his as she squatted down, the head of the cock slowly disappearing inside her tight, wet pussy.
The sight of his dick entering her was incredibly exciting, sending a surge of lust and desire coursing through him, but he held back, allowing her to set the pace, and take control of the moment.
He watched as she taking the length—inch by inch, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size, enveloping him, her inside tight and warm — sending waves of pleasure through his body.
"Ahhhhh!"
Haruno's eyes fluttered closed, a deep moan escaping her lips as she slowly took him deeper and deeper inside her.
"Ohhh," she breathed, her voice filled with pleasure. "You feel so good! So fucking good inside me!."
Akira gripped Haruno's hips lightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he stop himself from thrusting upward — He could see the pleasure on her face.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
As Haruno began to ride him, her inside clenching around him, as he experience the heat and wetness of her flesh against his member.
Haruno threw her head back, a deep, guttural moan escaping her lips as she took his entire cock inside her.
"Aaaaaah! Akira!," She cried out, loudly, her voice filled with pleasure and surrender.
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
Schlick! Slurp! Schlick!
Her hands gripping his thighs tightly, using them for leverage as she began to squat up and down, her body moving with a primal, urgent need.
The sight of her plump, sweaty, curvaceous body was intoxicating—Her breasts jiggled and bounced with each movement, he could feel his cock throbbing inside her, the sensation of her tight, wet pussy enveloping him, driving him crazy.
He gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he guided her movements, helping her to take him deeper and deeper with each squat.
The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, her moans and his groans mingling in a symphony of raw, unbridled passion.
"You look so fucking sexy, Haruno," He growled, his voice low.
She looked down at me, never stopping her hips, eyes moist, breast bouncing.
"Ahhhhh! You feel so good, Mhmm!," she breathed, her voice filled with pleasure. "Akira's cock is so deep inside me, filling me completely."
He groan again, the sight of Haruno riding him, her body moving with such intense, raw desire, was enough to send waves of pleasure through him.
As she continued to squat up and down, her body moving with increasing urgency, he could feel her pussy clenching around me, her muscles tightening as she chased against her need.
Akira matched her movements, his hips thrusting up to meet hers, their bodies moving in perfect sync.
Plap! Plap! Plap!
He reached up, his hands gripping her breasts, feeling their weight and softness as they shake with each movement. Her breath hitching as his fingers pressed against her already harden nipples.
"Akira!" she moaned, her voice filled with raw, primal need. "I'm so close. I'm going to cuumm!"
Akira wanted to drive her wild, to make her cum harder than she ever had before.
"That's it, Haruno," He growled, his voice low and commanding. "Take my cock deep inside you. Cum as you feel every inch of me filling you up."
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
SCHLICK! SLURPP! SCHLICK!
Her body responded to my words, her movements becoming more frantic, more desperate. He could feel her pussy clenching around me, her inside muscles tightening as she neared the peak of her pleasure.
"Nghhh!"
Her breath came in quick, sharp gasps, her moans turning to cries of ecstasy.
"Ahhhhh, Akira! Ohhhhh," she screamed, her body beginning to shiver as she reached the pinnacle of her climax. "I'm gonna cumm! Ahhhhh! Fuckkk! Ahhhhhh!"
Akira moved hips too, thrusting upward with increased intensity, matching her squats with powerful, deliberate movements. He wanted to push her over the edge, to make her cum so hard that she would never forget this moment.
Her body trembling, her back arching as she screamed out her release.
"FUCK! AKIRA! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING SO FUCKING HARD!" She cried out, her voice filled with raw, undisguised pleasure—her body convulsing, pussy spasming as waves of ecstasy ripped through her.
SQUIRT! SQUIRT! SQUIRTTT!
He could feel her pussy clenching tightly around his cock, as her juices squirted out, drenching his shaft, her thighs shaking uncontrollably, pulsing with the intensity of her orgasm, her muscles gripping his tightly, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
But Akira wasn't done. He kept grinding through her climax, prolonging it until she was sobbing, oversensitive.
"Too much! Ahhhhhh! Stop! Ohhhh! NO! Aaaah! Don't stop!" Her reactions were chaotic, body torn between exhaustion and renewed hunger.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Finally, he flipped her onto her back again, resuming the rough thrusting between her folds. His own release built, cock sliding faster, slick with her cum. "Don't you want your birthday gift! Haruno! Take it all!"
SPLAAAT! SPLAAAT! SQUIRTTT!
With a guttural groan—he came, hot ropes of cum spurting over her clit and lips, marking her.
"AHHHHHH! YES! FILL ME WITH YOUR CUM!"
Haruno moaned at the warmth, filling her inside, her body twitching with aftershocks.
They collapsed together, panting, but Akira's hand found hers, as he looked into her eyes, seeing the satisfaction and heat reflecting back at me.
He leaned up and captured her lips in a hard, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with renewed fervor. She moaned softly, her tired body melting into his as she gave herself over to the sensation.
As we separated, he whispered in her ear, his voice low,
"Happy birthday Haruno, My dear."
....
When Akira woke up, it was already morning.
He glanced at Yukinoshita Haruno sleeping beside him, then quietly went to make breakfast.
After preparing the meal, he called Hanada Yui and asked her to prepare the documents.
Hanada Yui was slightly surprised when she learned that Akira planned to distribute shares of the video platform.
But the moment he mentioned that the recipient was the Yukinoshita family, she understood instantly.
She quickly prepared the necessary contract documents according to Akira's instructions.
After ending the call, Akira went to Haruno's bedroom and woke her gently.
She opened her eyes, yawned, looked at Akira beside her, and kiss him.
"It's getting late. I have to go to school. I already asked Hanada Yui to prepare the documents. When the time comes, you can sign them and then we'll proceed with the discussion," Akira said as after he pulled back from her kiss.
"I can sign it under Yukino's name too," Yukinoshita Haruno said with a teasing smile.
"It's all the same. Either way is fine," Akira replied without objection.
"I'm looking forward to today's birthday present," Yukinoshita Haruno said softly.
Akira patted her head gently and pressed a light kiss on her forehead, before leaving.
Yukinoshita Haruno watched him leave with a sweet smile on her face.
....
When Akira went outside, Yukinoshita Haruno's driver had already arrived.
The driver, as always, maintained a calm, expressionless face.
She bowed to Akira and opened the car door for him.
Akira smiled at her and got into the back seat.
The car drove steadily all the way to the gate of Sobu High School.
When Akira got off, he quickly spooted Hayama Hayato nearby.
Seeing Akira arrive in Yukinoshita Haruno's car, Hayama felt a quiet sigh rise inside him, but he still walked over with a smile.
"Hayama-kun, if I were you, I wouldn't smile like that," Akira said as Hayama approached.
"My father taught me that career is more important. Emotional setbacks should be put aside in front of career. Also, when facing things that are impossible, you must know when to advance and when to retreat. There's no point forcing something. If it isn't fate, it just isn't fate," Hayama said with a slightly bitter smile.
"Did your father ever pursue Mrs. Yukinoshita?" Akira couldn't help asking.
"This… I'm not sure," Hayama answered after a moment of silence.
"You'll meet someone who truly suits you someday," Akira said, patting his shoulder.
"Thank you, Fujimiya-kun," Hayama replied sincerely.
The two walked into the school together.
When, Akira mentioned the matter of the idol agency—Hoshiyuu Agency.
Hayama wasn't really familiar with idols, but his first reaction was that Miura Yumiko would be a good fit.
Akira nodded.
He thought so as well.
However, Miura Yumiko was currently working at Flash Animation for voice acting (with the aim of becoming a Virtual Idol, after), and even if she transferred to an idol agency, there was no one to properly guide her yet.
If that girl went to the agency, she would be able to take care of Miura Yumiko.
Unfortunately, she was currently just a figurehead, and no one knew when she would officially appear.
Akira was interested in her—not only because of her appearance but also because of her personality and abilities.
As an actress and as an idol, she was exceptional.
After picking up his bag from the Student Council office, Akira headed to his classroom.
When he arrived, Nishimiya Shouko was already sitting in her seat.
When she saw him entering, she quickly signed, asking why he didn't go home yesterday.
Akira answered simply, ("I went on a date.")
Nishimiya Shouko's face turned red.
A few seconds later, she signed again—she said she needed to attend a banquet tonight and might need to dance, so she asked if Akira to teach her.
Akira froze for a few seconds, his expression turning strange, as he remember his first dance experience.
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Yukinoshita Haruno's birthday party.
Hiratsuka Shizuka obviously had no problem attending.
There was also no problem with Nishimiya Shouko attending.
Nishimiya Shouko asking Akira to teach her to dance clearly meant Hiratsuka-sensei was the one who suggested it.
As for whether Akira could dance?
That wasn't her problem.
In her opinion, with Akira's memory and adaptability, even if he didn't know how, he would learn it on the spot without difficulty.
At that, Akira could only sigh helplessly.
He then told Nishimiya Shouko that dance lessons required a certain… tuition fee.
Nishimiya Shouko asked how much it would cost.
Akira stretched out his hand and placed it gently on her leg.
Nishimiya Shouko understood immediately, her face turning crimson, but she didn't refuse.
....
After class,
Yuigahama Yui came over.
"Akira-kun, Yukinon invited me to her sister's birthday party. Can you teach me to dance too?"
"…" Akira was speechless.
.....
During lunch break, at the Service Club.
Yukinoshita Yukino was not surprised to learn that Nishimiya Shouko would be attending the birthday party.
As for Yuigahama Yui—she had invited her personally.
She had also invited Kawasaki Saki, Ebina Hina, and Miura Yumiko.
But—
Kawasaki Saki had declined because she had to take care of Kawasaki Keika and also visit their mother.
While, Ebina Hina refused because she didn't feel the occasion suited her.
As for Miura Yumiko, her father was a businessman, and this was a good opportunity for networking.
So, she consulted him for approval.
When her father heard that it was an invitation from the Yukinoshita family, he said he would personally pick up Miura Yumiko in the afternoon.
As for dancing—Miura Yumiko already knew how.
Thus, the task of teaching Yuigahama Yui naturally fell on her.
And Akira…
....
When he thought about it carefully…
He had a feeling that tonight's birthday party would be extremely busy for him.
Yukinoshita Yukino had already ordered an evening dress for Yuigahama Yui yesterday.
Miura Yumiko already owned an appropriate dress for the dance.
However, Akira still asked Tsurumi Saori to help purchase another evening dress just in case.
Unexpected Accident might occurs—
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