The bright moon glides through the clouds, the night air seeps into the skin and bones.
Mrs. Kasahara suddenly exhales a mouthful of white smoke.
Since the wind has temporarily stopped, the smoke circles around her, tightly enveloping her voluptuous body.
Mrs. Hoshimi bends down, smiling as she examines her best friend's face: "Sister Himeko, how does it feel to be forced to swallow something by your son-in-law?"
Mrs. Kasahara's tongue gently licks her moist lips, she closes her eyes and savors it: "It feels quite nice, next time you try it."
"Really?" Fujiwara Reya brushes aside the smoke and asks.
"You ungrateful man, despite how much I cooperate with you, you still think about playing with Yako." Mrs. Kasahara puts on a resentful expression, then taps Fujiwara Reya on the head with a cigarette holder, after which she takes a few more puffs.
The smoke becomes even thicker.
Fujiwara Reya waves away the smoke entirely.
As the view gradually clears, he snatches the tobacco pouch from Mrs. Kasahara's hand and tosses it overboard.
"What a waste to learn smoking!"
After a brief scolding, before she can lose her temper, Fujiwara Reya jumps up, pats his behind, and walks back into the cabin.
"It's just that the moonlight is too beautiful, making me a bit sentimental, so I'm going to take a bath... Goodbye, you two mothers."
"You're so irresponsible!" Mrs. Kasahara yelled, "Do you intend to leave us two weak women on the deck overnight?"
"Mr. Fujiwara, you need to escort the mothers back to their rooms." Mrs. Hoshimi said gently.
Fujiwara Reya walked away without looking back.
The two mothers, one so noble and gorgeous that it's hard to look at directly, and the other calm and dignified, made it extremely hard for him, stuck in the middle.
After entering the cabin, he immediately made a call to Kawashima Miki.
"Hello?"
"Come to my room."
"No, I'm playing cards with Riho Fukaeri."
"Either you come or I will join you three, you choose!"
"...Bastard!"
Hanging up, Kawashima Miki shook her head helplessly.
In the room, the three women had just finished bathing, wearing only light robes.
"What's wrong?" Yukino Ritsuko asked.
Kawashima Miki casually lied: "I'm hungry, I'm going to get some food."
With that, she got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and went out.
Their four rooms are connected, a turn at the corner leads directly to Fujiwara Reya's room.
Knowing what might happen, Kawashima Miki had prepared by filling the bathtub with hot water in advance, then opened the window and sat on the windowsill.
With the night sea breeze blowing, she gazed at the vast, endless sky above the sea. In less than two minutes, Fujiwara Reya slipped in quietly after opening the door.
"Does going back to your own room need to be sneaky?"
Kawashima Miki's sarcastic voice came through.
Fujiwara Reya looked towards the window, his gaze instantly heated up.
The elegant oval-faced beauty with a sharp tongue and a soft heart, was sitting at the window sill wearing just a red nightgown, with the garment loosely draped. Her long, voluptuous legs extending out from under the dress, boldly crossed.
"Why did you call me here?" Kawashima Miki asked him.
Fujiwara Reya, holding a bottle of freshly bought brandy, walked over with a scorching gaze: "To get you drunk."
Being looked at with eyes like a red-hot branding iron, Kawashima Miki instantly felt a flush of heat and sweat on her feet.
"Thinking of doing something bad?" She asked, smiling sweetly.
Her voice sweet and sticky, with a slight quiver in its tail end.
As Fujiwara Reya got closer and closer, her heart beat faster and faster.
The white neck exposed outside the collar was slightly raised, becoming even more enchanting and full of allure.
"Have a taste first." Fujiwara Reya poured a glass and approached the windowsill.
Kawashima Miki cast him a coquettish glance and gracefully leaned her head back: "Feed me."
The scene of just feeding Mrs. Kasahara flashed before his eyes, making Fujiwara Reya's gaze grow even more intense. He cupped Kawashima Miki's chin and tipped the glass, pouring the high-proof brandy in.
In the luxurious room, the sound of swallowing accompanied the sound of crashing waves.
Just as a glass was about to be emptied, Fujiwara Reya moved the glass aside and swiftly pressed his lips over hers.
"Mmm~"
With her mouth still full of alcohol, Kawashima Miki was forced to share some with him.
Wet lips, a soft mouth, Fujiwara Reya tasted the beauty as intoxicating as the wine.
After parting, Kawashima Miki, gasping for breath, supported his shoulders with her small hands and managed to show a bright smile: "Why so eager..."
"I'm still very thirsty," Fujiwara Reya said, embracing her waist.
Kawashima Miki sighed as if she couldn't handle him, reaching for the glass he had placed on the windowsill, took a genteel sip. Then her small hand grabbed Fujiwara Reya's collar and pulled his face closer to her own.
She pursed her lips and fed a mouthful of brandy back to Fujiwara Reya.
This is how she dotes on her "little husband."
With only the stars and the moon as witnesses, the sea breeze ruffled their hair as they kissed amidst the scent of the ocean.
"Are you still thirsty?"
"The more I drink, the thirstier I get."
"How do you plan to quench this thirst?" Kawashima Miki asked softly.
Her lips moist, her eyes seemed to hold the sweet liquors, intoxicating anyone who looked.
"To drink in another place," Fujiwara Reya said, carrying her down.
Kawashima Miki's expression was dreamy.
Her skin smooth and delicate as a maiden's, her waist slender, her legs long and seductive. Her hands wrapped around Fujiwara Reya's neck, her neck naturally arching back, proudly presenting her figure that was slim yet voluptuous.
The room's lights dimmed.
Silver moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silver glow over the bed.
Fujiwara Reya pressed close to Kawashima Miki.
They held each other tightly, legs entwined, their skin so close there was no space in between.
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