It was afternoon. Nobi Hiroshi and Saotome Seiko parted ways, and his steps unconsciously led him to Shizuka's house.
He knocked on the door, but there was no response.
Shizuka's mother might have gone to her flower arrangement or tea ceremony class, but there should still be someone in the house, just not heard.
He instantly teleported to the entryway, took off his shoes, and indeed heard the sound of running water from the bathroom. She really loved bathing too much.
"It's so hot, and I've sweated a lot too. Rational use of water resources is also very important."
Muttering to himself, he took off his short-sleeved shirt, leaving a trail of clothes on the hallway floor. He arrived at the bathroom door and expertly walked in.
Like an old married couple, they were long used to it. Shizuka inside was still squatting by the bathtub, letting water run, as if she hadn't heard the sliding door open.
"Let's wash together. I'll help you scrub your back."
Stepping on the cold tiles, Nobi Hiroshi, with considerable experience, helped the girl take off her dirty clothes and tossed them into the bamboo basket next to the washing machine.
Shizuka symbolically resisted a few times, then became a naked little lamb.
He turned on the shower, adjusted it to a suitable temperature, and warm water poured down. Hiroshi squeezed shampoo into his palm and began to help her wash her hair.
The girl's hair seemed to have grown longer, and when wet, it looked like black, exquisite silk, appearing even more beautiful and unrestrained.
"Now it's my turn to help you wash."
Rinsing off the foam, Shizuka wrung out her long hair with her hands, letting it fall over her smooth, jade-like back. They both turned in opposite directions.
Squeezing shower gel into her palm, Tian Mei gently rubbed his back. Her technique was skilled and gentle, as if she knew every one of his acupoints and preferences.
She wrapped her arms around his waist, rubbing up and down.
"Hmmph~"
Letting out an unintelligible hum, Nobi Hiroshi braced himself with his hands on his knees. It was a good thing he had a small stool to sit on, otherwise he would surely lose his balance.
It was all because the floor was too slippery.
A faint mist gradually filled the air.
"Shizuka, where did you get this pearl necklace?"
He murmured, looking down.
"This? It's from the pearls Doraemon's gadget produced last time. The owner of the jewelry store just finished processing them and delivered them today."
Her hands didn't stop moving. Shizuka's face was red, and her breathing was slightly rapid. She could already intimately feel the changes in life.
His pale, hardened—Adam's apple, compared to an average boy's, seemed twice as powerful, a humble understatement.
"Hiroshi… do you want that?"
Leaning her face close, Shizuka parted her luscious pink lips, her cheeks tinged with a blush.
No matter where, she was fully prepared, only waiting for a command to boldly begin her work.
"I want something different today."
He couldn't help but smile, burying his face beside her earlobe, whispering some secret words that made the beauty shake her head in refusal repeatedly.
"Is this not okay?"
Disappointment showed in the boy's eyes.
"No… it's not…"
She clenched her fists, somewhat troubled, her fingers instinctively fiddling with the sparkling, translucent pearls on her pearl bracelet.
The bracelet swayed gently on her slender wrist, and after some agony, it was finally removed.
Looking at the long string of pearls, Nobi Hiroshi nodded in satisfaction. It was just a little short, but he remembered Guan Yu's invincibility!
"Thank you, Shizuka." Taking the string of pearls, he paused for a moment, "If it's too hard to bear, then forget it."
"Mm, it's fine."
Hesitantly lying on the tiles, her hips raised high, revealing her last untouched sanctuary, Shizuka closed her eyes, both nervous and scared.
The gardener planted the soil, and a long string of seeds slowly entered the earth. The process was somewhat slow, but she would get used to it once the soil became more fertile.
"Mmm… Hah…!!!"
Her toes curled together, and her delicate body trembled violently. Shizuka seemed to be enduring some indescribable pain.
Her face was pale, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, and her hands were tightly clasped together, her knuckles white from the effort.
But even so, stubborn as she was, she didn't choose to give up. Her heartbeat echoed in the silent bathroom, as if it wanted to burst from her chest.
One minute, two minutes…
The torment seemed to be over, but her body still couldn't return to a relaxed state. A long string of abnormalities wasn't something one could easily adapt to.
"It's done, that must have been hard, right?"
Nobi Hiroshi kissed her cheek, then held Tian Mei in the bathtub, lovingly stroking near her coccyx, carefully pushing a few escaped pearl chains back to base.
"Mmm~ It's so uncomfortable…"
Her thigh pressed against Hiroshi, she frowned and squinted, hooking her arms around her young boyfriend's neck, her developing soft body gently rubbing against his firm chest, unceremoniously treating him as a human pillow.
Shizuka was almost entirely soft all over now, except for her secret base, where many dangerous bombs were buried.
"Since it's already like this, just bear with it, otherwise it'll hurt even more later."
He comforted the girl dotingly, slowly taking her trembling earlobe into his mouth, alleviating her discomfort.
After showering, Nobi Hiroshi walked lightly out of the bathroom, carefully guiding Shizuka, whose bottom still hurt, and the bombs hadn't been removed. Every minute they stayed, the pain would lessen by one minute later.
They painstakingly made their way to the second floor.
"Then… then I'll wear this dress, it'll… it'll be more convenient."
Walking to the wardrobe, Shizuka gently opened the cabinet door and chose a loose, large white dress.
The white fabric emitted a soft glow, complementing her fair skin.
"Are you ready…?"
"But let's wait a bit longer, let's talk about something else to pass the time."
Nobi Hiroshi picked up a comb and brushed her wet hair. After drying it, he tied it into a neat ponytail for easier handling.
"Hiroshi… would you like to hear me play the violin?"
The girl, her face full of anticipation, brought her violin, eager to play for her beloved.
Her sparkling eyes left no room for refusal, no matter how bad or unpleasant her violin playing might be.
"Alright then…"
Nobi Hiroshi pouted, silently gritting his teeth, preparing to endure the wailing, demonic sounds that were no less than Gian's ear-splitting singing.
Tian Mei began to play with a smile. For some reason, in this situation, her musical cells began to burn intensely.
The violin music was melodious and moving, as if carrying her heart's voice. Her expression was exceptionally charming, and Shizuka's bow strokes became more and more excited.
It was like holding back for a long time, then releasing everything at once, a burst of pleasure.
"Is this still the Shizuka I know?"
"Suddenly playing so well, could it be… that her musical cells were activated!!!"
"While… while playing the violin…"
He raised a hand to tap his head. As a listener, Nobi Hiroshi was somewhat surprised.
A tone-deaf person suddenly becoming a genius…
His deduction was absolutely correct. Indeed, lust was humanity's primary productive force.
"How… how was my playing?"
A memorable piece. Tian Mei shared her joy, also feeling the change in her violin skills, her little bottom wiggling more excitedly.
"It was indeed quite good."
"However, I think we can proceed to the next step now. Has enough time passed?"
He wrapped his arm around her slender waist, no bothersome obstacles. His hand held the rosy, little peach, slowly pulling out a string of small bombs.
"Mmm-ni~"
A muffled sound from her nose, Shizuka pressed her hands tightly against the boy's shoulders, gradually feeling empty.
"Done. It looks like there are no problems…"
Nobi Hiroshi painstakingly removed the bombs, his fingertips circling the tender soil.
The shimmering pearl necklace lay on the tatami, its existence unheeded, its unique utility severely exploited.
Unless someone else used it.