All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

Chapter 132: After Abandoning Her Embarrassment, Eriri Charged Forward

So, did Eriri really come to "raid" after all?

This thought crossed Yukima Azuma's mind.

Following the philosophy that "opportunities don't come twice," this was definitely a moment to take a step forward.

After all, getting Eriri to take the initiative was as difficult as reaching the sky.

He took a step back, signaling for Eriri to enter his room.

Eriri's pale face was now flushed red as if it could bleed at any moment.

Her hands were covering her forehead, unsure if she was soothing the pain from the earlier collision or trying to hide her blushing face.

After a moment's hesitation, Eriri finally entered the room.

Yukima Azuma was once again taken aback.

It really was like the sun rising from the West.

He went into the kitchen, took some ice from the fridge, and returned to the room.

Eriri, still in her pajamas, was curled up on the chair in the room.

She hadn't used the chance while Yukima Azuma was away to run away.

Yukima Azuma placed the ice bag he made himself onto Eriri's forehead.

"Uwawa~!" She let out a small, surprised sound.

Her golden locks of hair fluttered slightly.

Eriri took the ice bag herself and began pressing it against her forehead.

Thanks to the cooling effect, Eriri appeared to be calming down a little.

"So, did Eriri really come to 'raid the night' after all?"

Yukima Azuma smiled faintly and moved closer to Eriri's cheek.

Eriri, still holding her forehead, was now just an arm's length away from Yukima Azuma.

She looked at the boy right before her at such close range.

Eriri really wanted to admit it right there.

Because she truly had planned it this way.

The fortune-telling at the shrine had really put a lot of pressure on Eriri.

No matter how oblivious she was, Eriri understood that her situation was dangerous.

She had already given her first kiss to this boy in the movie theater.

But since then, nothing had really progressed.

Every plan was either interrupted unexpectedly, or she became too tsundere and shy, giving up halfway.

If this kept going, she really would be seen as a fool.

Eriri, who had memorized ACG works, understood at least one thing.

When a character is associated with traits like "foolish" or "adorably dumb," their appeal is much less than real cuteness.

At the same time, humorous characters often find it hard to be loved.

The atmosphere between Yukima Azuma, Megumi, and that fat woman made Eriri unable to stop worrying.

She felt like she had been excluded from that circle.

She really couldn't stand it any longer.

"I…" Eriri's cherry lips parted slightly, trying to say something impressive.

But after some stuttering, she ended up getting stuck at the final step.

A tsundere like Eriri inherently lacked the courage to go further.

Her gaze no longer dared to rest on the boy's face. As she looked around the messy room, she finally stopped at a novel on the table.

"I… just came to borrow Azuma's book, couldn't sleep, what is Azuma thinking about!"

In the end, Eriri still acted tsundere.

Yukima Azuma wasn't surprised to hear this and straightened up.

He reached for the novel on the table.

"Is this the one Eriri meant~?"

Eriri glanced at it, feeling it was somewhat familiar, and nodded.

She remembered that this was the book Yukima Azuma had read on the plane.

Yukima Azuma stroked the title on the cover, his gaze carrying a hint of nostalgia.

"A Letter from an Unknown Woman."

A short novel by the famous Austrian author, Stefan Zweig.

"But this book, didn't Eriri already read it?"

Yukima Azuma's words made Eriri, who was deep in her own regret, freeze.

"Huh? I… already read it?"

Eriri pointed to herself in confusion.

She had no memory of this book whatsoever.

To be honest, she read very few famous novels that didn't have a "2D" vibe.

If she had really read it, she would have at least some recollection of it.

Yukima Azuma heard this and just gave a helpless smile.

He sat down on the edge of the bed.

Yukima Azuma flipped the cover of the book.

"So you've forgotten? It was at my place when Sayuri oba-san said she couldn't pick up Eriri that day."

"So Eriri came over to my place for a while, and in my room, we read this book together."

"I remember, Eriri even said it was the first time she came to a boy's room."

"Forgetting a first like this… Could it be that Eriri's actually lying to me?"

Yukima Azuma's words acted like a key unlocking Pandora's box.

Eriri's memories quickly came flooding back.

"I didn't lie to you! That really was my first time!"

She immediately retorted without thinking.

How could she forget that?

That afternoon, her mother had suddenly texted her, saying there were guests visiting at home and she couldn't pick her up.

After Yukima Azuma found out, he invited her to his house for a bit.

What kind of mood was Eriri in when she came here?

Anyway, at that time, Eriri had taken on the role of "Kashiwagi Eri-sensei."

Her mind was full of hentai thoughts.

After all, being invited to a boy's house with no one else around...

In a situation like that, no matter how you looked at it... it was bound to lead to that.

So, with all these non-child-friendly images filling her head, Eriri couldn't focus on reading the book at all.

"So, at that time, was Eriri too busy thinking about dirty things to read the book?"

"Ecchi~"

Yukima Azuma smiled and lightly shook the novel in his hand.

"I'm not a pervert!!!"

"Isn't it your fault, Azuma? You suddenly invited me into your room and even said the bed was very soft."

Eriri's embarrassment erupted, and she decided to speak out without holding back.

"By saying things like that, didn't you mean to do something to me?"

"You pulled me to sit on the bed, wasn't that supposed to lead to that kind of situation?"

Eriri lowered her head, letting out small, embarrassed noises, her golden hair gently swaying.

But after saying all of this...

After a long pause, she didn't hear any response.

Eriri cautiously lifted her head.

She saw Yukima Azuma wearing an awkward smile.

This was the first time Eriri had seen such an expression on him.

"To be honest, I did think about it. Even saying the bed was very soft, I realize now that was embarrassing."

"The weather was nice, the place was perfect, I had everything prepared, but in the end, I didn't dare to go further."

Yukima Azuma's words left Eriri wide-eyed.

"Huh... Huh!?" She gasped, her mouth open in shock, revealing her small canines.

The images of that day suddenly flashed in her mind.

Eriri didn't think and let the words slip out of her mouth:

"So why didn't you do it? I had made up my mind before I even stepped into Azuma's room!"

"Because at that time, you were so stiff, your caution was practically written all over your face. I had to think about your feelings."

"Huh? That was just because I was nervous! How could I not be nervous? That was the place I was going to leave a memory of my life! I had already prepared myself!"

Eriri jumped up, her emotions rushing out as she grabbed the hem of Yukima Azuma's shirt.

"I was ready to create that memory! And in the end, nothing happened!"

"After I went home, I cried to my mom so hard, I started doubting myself!"

"Then, until I met you again, I kept thinking: Am I not attractive enough? Not enough to make Azuma react?"

Yukima Azuma looked at the girl in front of him, who had completely thrown away her pride.

A pause filled his mind.

At that time, Azuma had only experienced one relationship, so his understanding of girls' psychology was still limited.

This inevitably led to some misunderstandings.

Although he had gained more experience later...

Things that became memories often made people reluctant to delve deeper.

Memories would slowly shape the beliefs that remained in the heart.

There was no doubt about it: Yukima Azuma liked Eriri.

But he rarely took the initiative, and most of the time, he was the one being pushed and pulled by her.

He wanted Eriri to be a little more proactive.

And this wasn't without reason, stemming from what happened back then.

As a result, it seemed like a misunderstanding had occurred.

Take a deep breath.

Yukima Azuma smiled his usual smile.

"Ara~, so Eriri has come here today, and you've already prepared yourself, right~?"

Yukima Azuma's words made Eriri, who had just given up everything, suddenly regain the shy feeling of a girl.

She tightly grasped the hem of Yukima Azuma's shirt.

Lowering her head, after a long while, she let out a small "Mm."

Perhaps it was because of the collapse that led to the recovery, anyway, Eriri had seized this opportunity.

After receiving Eriri's affirmative response, Yukima Azuma took her soft hand.

He pulled her forcefully towards him.

Her bright golden hair naturally fell into his embrace.

Her body remained stiff, unable to handle the situation.

Yukima Azuma raised his hand and gently lifted Eriri's delicate chin.

Then he lowered his head.

The breathing grew deeper.

Eriri's body, which had been stiff due to tension, gradually softened, like it was melting.

Yukima Azuma shook his head and smiled helplessly.

This matter was now settled.

His clever fingers rested on the button of her blouse.

Once unbuttoned, nothing stood in the way.

From this, one could see how much determination Eriri must have had to gather the courage to come here.

Well, taking lessons from previous times.

If I wrote any more, I fear the appearance of the legendary "censorship beast."

But if it's stopped here, and still "killed," it would truly make one want to vomit blood.

At this point, let's look out at the night sky in the distance, the meadows under the starlight, and the melodious call of the night bird.

By the way, sharing a poem with everyone:

"Hold hands, gently pulling into the curtain, shyly smiling, the light dims slightly."

"Gold needles pierce the peach blossom's stamen, not daring to speak loudly, silently frowning."

Alright, today's sharing ends here.

(Note: No seggs for you and me.) (ಥ﹏ಥ)

....

The next morning.

Kato Megumi approached Eriri and gently sniffed with her small nose.

Then she exclaimed:

"Eriri smells really nice, like a ripe pear."

"Eh? Really? Oh, right, I just switched to a new shampoo, it smells like pear."

Eriri's eyes flickered slightly.

This fragrance! The scent of a lie! Sawamura Spencer Eriri!

"Is that so? Sounds nice," Kato Megumi nodded thoughtfully.

At the door of the villa, Kasumigaoka Utaha waved:

"What's taking so long? We need to catch the flight today."

They all carried the luggage they'd prepared and set off for home.

This trip to Hokkaido, though there were obstacles, could still be called a perfect ending.

Before leaving, the three girls all turned back to look at the villa one last time.

Especially Eriri, who stared at one particular room, lost in thought for a moment.

However, when leaving, there was no sadness as imagined.

After all, this was just a comma.

Whether it was Toyogasaki's future school break trip or the camping trips during the semester.

There would be many more opportunities for the whole group to travel together.

So, it was completely unnecessary to cling to a moment and not let go.

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