Chapter 9: The First Kiss of Pure, Beautiful Melon

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Character: Mirai Kiyoshizu
Current Affection Level: 53
One of her Weaknesses: She has an innate attraction to mature and strict men. However, because of the powerful background of the Kiyoshizu family and her own reputation as a delinquent leader, no one has ever discovered this, let alone dared to treat her strictly. Everyone is always submissive to her. The player can exploit this weakness to pursue Mirai Kiyoshizu.
Current Status: Her heart is in disarray, she's a little shy... and somewhat at a loss...

Late at night, the sudden storm outside had finally subsided, the rain gradually tapering off. Listening to the sparse patter from outside, Mirai Kiyoshizu tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep no matter how hard she tried. It was her first time spending the night outside, and that too, sharing a bed with another man—of course, sleep would not come easily.

Staring blankly at the ceiling with her wide eyes, she couldn't help but sigh. Turning onto her side, she gazed at the back of the hefty figure lying beside her, her delicate brows furrowing. How could this fat guy sleep so soundly? A real beauty was lying next to him, yet he could rest so peacefully? Or was it that she had no charm at all?

No, that couldn't be—clearly, it was this fat guy’s problem. Yes, she was fine; it was him who had issues.

Maybe… she should try testing him? She hadn’t seen for herself yet.

Thinking of the things her gang of little delinquents would whisper to her about, her curiosity grew. They always said it would feel wonderful.

Now, with this fat guy fast asleep, if she was careful enough, as long as he didn’t wake up, no one would ever know!

No sooner had she resolved herself than Mirai Kiyoshizu’s mischievous little hand reached out toward the broad back of Haruhi Harano, driven by curiosity.

Just as boys in their adolescence are curious about girls’ bodies, beautiful girls are often equally curious.

At that moment, Haruhi Harano lay awake, eyes open, unable to sleep. Who could fall asleep with a super-gorgeous girl lying beside them? Not to mention, so many dramatic things had happened today—systems, delinquent girls, butts, Crayon Shin-chan! Any normal person would have insomnia tonight.

He recalled reading novels where the male protagonist would put on airs, even complaining that the system interface blocked the teacher’s writing on the blackboard the first time he got the system? Was that even humanly possible? Maybe this was the difference between himself and those so-called “gods”—he was just an ordinary, chubby guy.

Still, tonight, with such a golden opportunity—should he do something?

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If he did nothing, people would look down on him! Damn!

As these thoughts whirled, he suddenly felt a cold little hand settle on his wide waist.

No way! Could it be that Mirai Kiyoshizu couldn’t resist first? Was she interested in his “fit” physique?

Deciding that if the enemy didn’t move, neither would he, Haruhi Harano slowly closed his eyes.

Apparently seeing the fat guy unresponsive, Mirai Kiyoshizu’s little hand lightly slapped Haruhi’s big belly. Then, that bone-chillingly cold hand, snake-like with curiosity, started sliding downward, gradually breaching the defenses of his pajamas.

Haruhi Harano’s body was thick and solid, and as her hand reached lower, Mirai Kiyoshizu’s arm could barely reach. So, after some thought, she sat up, golden hair spilling over her chest, covering the exposed swath of snowy skin.

Just as she sat up, she saw the fat guy staring straight ahead, eyes wide open.

At the same time, Haruhi sensed something was wrong—why had she stopped? They were so close, just a little further…

Turning his head, their gazes met directly—an awkward moment hung in the air.

“Kiyoshizu-san, you… you’re still awake?”

Even now, Mirai Kiyoshizu’s little hand hadn’t withdrawn from his pajama pants. Haruhi could acutely feel that only a short distance remained between them!

He couldn’t help but smile wryly. So close—if only he hadn’t felt so ticklish and opened his eyes…

Now, Mirai Kiyoshizu’s mind flashed with the scenes of her life.

As long as this fat guy didn’t tell anyone, tonight’s events would remain a secret, right? Yes, that’s it! Then she would just…

Seeing the chilling look in Mirai Kiyoshizu’s eyes, Haruhi shivered all over. Was she thinking about silencing him for good?

Warning! Warning!
Mirai Kiyoshizu is currently experiencing social death. Player, please act quickly!
Warning! Warning!
Mirai Kiyoshizu is now…

The system’s prompt chimed, but for once, it didn’t provide any choices.

Damn it! Useless system!

Haruhi cursed inwardly, then with a swift movement, rolled over and pinned Mirai Kiyoshizu beneath him.

Staring at those rosy lips, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Her lips were sweet and soft, though her teeth stubbornly barred his way, refusing to let him in.

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For a couple of seconds, Mirai Kiyoshizu was stunned—then her eyes flew wide open as she tried to struggle, but Haruhi’s sheer weight held her down, making resistance impossible.

His broad frame pressed her firmly into the mattress as Haruhi hungrily kissed her delicate face and lips.

Mirai Kiyoshizu’s hands slapped helplessly against his solid shoulders, but it was futile. Slowly, she gave up resisting, her slender arms weakly falling around Haruhi’s thick neck.

If there were a phrase to capture the scene, it would be: Beauty and the Beast.

Usually, just standing side by side, Mirai Kiyoshizu and Haruhi Harano made a mismatched pair—let alone now, sharing a bed.

Entwined in a passionate embrace atop the large bed, they kissed fervently until Haruhi reached to pull away the towel for the next step. At that moment, Mirai Kiyoshizu snapped back to herself and kneed him hard.

Clutching his stomach in pain, Haruhi rolled to the other side.

Feeling the heavy weight lift off her, Mirai Kiyoshizu gasped for breath as though reborn.

Wiping the spit from her lips, she seethed at the thought that her first kiss had just been stolen by a fat guy. Furious, she kicked his belly twice more.

But Haruhi grabbed her ankle, yanked her into his arms, and tried to continue.

This time, Mirai Kiyoshizu refused to cooperate, pushing at Haruhi’s head with both hands and feet, absolutely not letting him get his way.

Seeing the Japanese girl’s fierce resistance, Haruhi decided to change tactics.

“I’ll just hold you, I won’t move.”

“Really?”

“Really!”

“No! Not even holding!”

“I swear I’ll do nothing else. Be good! Go to sleep now! Or else I’ll have to teach you a lesson!”

“You pig! I’ll definitely kill you one day!”

“……”

In the end, Haruhi still got his wish and held Mirai Kiyoshizu in his arms.

Breathing in the sweet scent of the girl, feeling the softness of the petite beauty nestled against him, he yawned and quickly slipped into deep sleep.

Perhaps it was the exhaustion from the scuffle, or maybe Haruhi’s embrace was simply warm—Mirai Kiyoshizu soon drifted off as well.

Outside, the storm had come to a complete halt. The entire world had sunk into peaceful tranquility.