The movie was some artsy film—full of montages and incomprehensible scenes—but neither of them cared.
Kushida and Kaoru sat in the very last row.
In the dim lighting, she straightened slightly, legs pressed together.
Thanks to the indoor heating, she had hung her coat on the armrest beside her, leaving her shirt clinging tightly to her full chest. Her slightly short hair covered her ears, revealing the pale skin of her neck.
Her soft shoulders leaned gently to the side, while her small, delicate hand was held firmly in someone else's grasp.
As the light and shadows flickered across the screen, the girl's sweet fragrance occasionally drifted into Kaoru's nose.
She was slightly nervous, her small palm already damp with sweat.
Amused, Kaoru lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "Big sis, are you thinking about doing something bad?"
Kushida jolted, momentarily ignoring that he had called her "big sis" again, and glared at him with flushed cheeks.
"You're the one thinking about it! I'm watching the movie!"
Kaoru smirked and raised his right hand, showing her his perfectly clean fingertips.
Kushida's face burned even redder.
Back at the restaurant, she had nearly embarrassed herself, and now, barely seated in the cinema, her mind was already filled with naughty thoughts—she hadn't been paying attention to the movie at all.
Even though this was just a movie screening, with a few other students present, her heartbeat refused to settle.
It was as if she hadn't come to a cinema but to a hotel.
Now that she had snapped out of it, the natural shyness of a girl finally kicked in.
Kaoru couldn't resist stroking her hand.
Even if this girl was a succubus, she was still an innocent one—like a high-attack, low-defense build during a training camp exam.
"Hey… when you went on a date with Honami, was it like this too?"Kushida wanted to change the subject.
"Shopping, eating, watching a movie, and then getting handsy."
"Any advice, Kikyo?" Kaoru asked with an amused smile.
"Not advice, just calling you a pervert."
Kushida shifted uncomfortably, her voice dropping to a whisper.
"But watching a movie with a guy isn't what I imagined."
"Not what you imagined?"
Kaoru held her hand, unconsciously recalling Ichinose from back then, feeling a rare stir in his heart.
"I couldn't focus. My heart was pounding the whole time. I thought it'd be more... romantic."
Kushida stammered out the words, her eyes shyly averted.
Kaoru had never quite understood what girls meant by "romantic."
What made a date romantic? What kind of atmosphere counted as romantic in a movie theater?
Under the shifting light, he studied the girl's profile—her slightly flushed cheeks, the crystalline glimmer in her eyes, her delicate porcelain-like skin, and her cute little nose.
Noticing his gaze, she grew visibly more nervous. The tips of her ears turned red, her lips parted slightly, and then she gently closed her eyes.
Kaoru was mildly surprised.
Did she think he was going to kiss her?
So, obligingly, he did.
Her lips were sweet and soft, like morning flower buds glistening with nectar—clear and delicious.
Kushida stiffened, her hands pressing weakly against his chest before gradually melting into him, soft whimpers escaping her nose.
"I... I don't think we had the same atmosphere as in the movies..."
Her voice was a breathy murmur. "It feels... feels too indecent. But kissing is addictive."
She couldn't explain why it felt indecent. Doing something improper in public carried a sense of moral transgression, of shame.
In movies, the protagonists agonized over the decision before mustering the courage to kiss their loved one in front of everyone.
But Kushida felt none of that. She just closed her eyes... and then they were kissing.
And she didn't want to stop.
Even though she knew it was wrong, that very knowledge made her heart race with excitement and longing.
She wanted to experience more of this "wrongness" in his arms.
"It's because you're a perv, Kikyo."
Kaoru lowered the armrest of the seat and pulled her burning body into his embrace.
"Normal girls don't outright say they want to get a room."
"That's not true! I only said it because you looked flustered, and I wanted to tease you."
Kushida squirmed as he wrapped an arm around her waist, her body nearly merging with his.
Her soft chest pressed against his arm, her heated cheek against his chest.
"E-even if I hadn't said it, you definitely would've led me into doing something bad."
"Like right now?"
Kaoru smirked, shifting his hand from hers to caress her softness instead.
Kushida froze, then frantically glanced around, relieved to find no one paying them any attention.
A small, conflicted sound escaped her as memories of their time together resurfaced.
"Pervert."
Her tone was half-complaint, half-pleasure, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"Having fun?"
"Soft and nice to touch. I like it."
Kaoru answered honestly.
Kushida suddenly felt embarrassed, an inexplicable shame washing over her.
Then she heard him ask, "How about you, Kikyo? Did it feel good?"
Kushida realized why she felt so ashamed.
Her face flushed as if she were drunk, and she lightly bit her lip.
"You're amazing... Every time, you make me feel so happy, so good... Mmm... I—I can't say it anymore..."
It was too humiliating—especially voicing her feelings in such a situation.
Seeing her reaction, Kaoru grew even bolder, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he soon had the girl panting and limp, unable to move.
Just as he was about to stop, Kushida, her face still red, silently pulled something out.
"Looks like the little angel is turning into a little succubus," Kaoru teased. "Aren't you afraid someone might see?"
"N-no choice... It's already... like this..."
Her face was flushed, her thighs pressing together slightly. "It's dark here... No one will see."
Kaoru thought to himself how fortunate it was that he had some unusual rewards—otherwise, this girl would definitely get into trouble.
"Is... is it not okay?"
Kushida didn't consider herself a proper girl.
The reason she took the initiative was because the thrill of the moment excited her, making her feel free and unburdened, as if she had shed her mask.
Perhaps during summer break, Kaoru had already awakened her peculiar desires.
Kaoru kissed her lightly and whispered, "I like a naughty Kikyo, but I don't want you to lose all sense of boundaries, obsessed with nothing but dirty thoughts."
He had plenty of ways to ensure no one saw them, but Kushida didn't know that.
She was just chasing the thrill, and if she kept pushing limits like this, he worried she might spiral into depravity.
Kushida stared at him for a moment before a faint smile tugged at her lips.
"Idiot... It's only with you that I'm like this."
With that, the girl kissed him.
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