Izumi Toru lowered his head and looked at Shiratori Kyoko quietly.
Watching the blush on her face gradually creeping up to her ears and neck, her eyes began to dodge and she turned her head shyly.
He stretched out his left hand, covered her hot face, rubbed it, and said: "White Bird, I..."
The girl carefully met his eyes.
"...Kiss, kiss me."
The sound of rain fell through the window, lingering in the room.
The two stared at each other, their faces getting closer and closer.
Shiratori Kyoko slowly closed her eyes, not daring to look at the heat hidden in Izumi Tetsu's eyes.
But the intense heat had already made her whole body feel hot, and she had no strength to resist.
Thin, soft lips with a slight coolness were printed on her own lips bit by bit, and the girl could clearly feel the tenderness.
Her lips parted slightly in response.
Izumi Toru held her head with one hand, and wrapped his other hand around her slender waist, slowly placing her on the bed.
Izumi Toru let go of her lips, put his hands on her face, and admired the girl's beauty at this moment.
Her long black hair was scattered on the bed, her eyes were closed tightly, her upturned eyelashes were trembling slightly, under her small nose, the cherry lips she had just kissed were moist and shiny, her white teeth were slightly exposed, and she was biting her lower lip.
Feeling the burning eyes falling on her face, Shiratori Kyoko slowly opened her eyes.
There was unabashed appreciation and praise in Izumi Tetsu's eyes.
There is also the fire hidden deep inside.
Her heart trembled, and she hurriedly closed her eyes again.
"Why, why do you keep looking..."
“It’s beautiful.”
Izumi Toru held her face, slowly lowered his head, and kissed the girl's cheek.
Then came her earlobes.
Shiratori Kyoko couldn't help but trembled,
Her earlobes were itchy and hot, which made her body feel a little weak.
…
Subconsciously, she reached out her hand to stop...
This is an instinctive reaction due to shyness.
But by the time she grabbed his hand, it was already too late.
Shiratori Kyoko opened her eyes, her eyes were watery, and she looked at Izumi Tetsu with a mixture of shyness and timidity.
"He, Izumi...you, you have to take responsibility for me..."
Before she finished speaking, she closed her eyes shyly.
She let go of his hand and took the initiative to reach out her arms and hook them around his neck.
He kissed her on the lips.
…
Suddenly, Shiratori Kyoko's phone rang, and the two of them were stunned at the same time.
Izumi Toru pretended not to hear anything.
The girl also suppressed her shame and allowed him to continue kissing...
She stretched out her white and slender arms, reluctantly picked up the phone from the side and put it in front of her.
The next moment, her expression suddenly changed.
[Caller: Mom]
"Izumi. It's mom's phone number!"
Izumi Toru raised his head and blinked, seemingly unable to digest this information.
"ha?"
"It's mom..." After hesitating for a while, Shiratori Kyoko said, "You can't make a sound."
After saying that, she put one hand on the back of Izumi Tetsu's head, put the other hand on the phone and put it to her ear.
"Hey, Mom, what's the matter?"
There was more information than Toru Izumi could digest.
Shouldn't your mother's call tell me to stop?
What does it mean to be unable to make a sound?
Wait, isn’t this just...
"Jingzi, Ayan said that your school's baseball club can enter Koshien every year, right?"
On the phone, the voice of my mother, Shiratori Ayaori, came out.
Shiratori Kyoko thought for a while about the information she had learned from Izumi Toru before, and then nodded.
"Probably, it's...well!"
"Huh? Jingzi, what's wrong with you?"
Shiratori Kyoko lowered her head and glared at Izumi Toru.
But Izumi Toru only gave her an innocent look in response.
You asked me not to make a sound, but I didn't.
That's the sound you make yourself.
Seeing that her eyes couldn't stop him, the girl gave up.
When he was on the phone with his mother, Izumi Toru was by his side, doing things that he couldn't be discovered and couldn't tell his mother.
But the strange thing is that not only did she not feel any guilt, but she had a vague desire to continue.
She put a hand on his hair, rubbed it, and then pressed it gently.
Shiratori Kyoko's behavior made Izumi Toru a little stunned.
Raising her head, the girl's red face was filled with anticipation and shyness.
He originally wanted to tease her and asked her to finish the phone call quietly.
But at this moment, he didn't care about being invited by her like this.
Kyoko Shiratori bit her lower lip hard, and then she managed to say in a normal tone: "No, it's nothing! Yes, I accidentally knocked it on the table..."
After hearing her daughter's explanation, Shiratori Ayaori not only didn't worry, but instead covered her mouth and laughed.
"Jingzi, you are still the same little fool."
"Mom-Mom-I'm not!"
"Kyoko?"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Did you hit me again?"
Shiratori Kyoko was unable to answer for the time being.
After a while, until Izumi Toru let go of her lips, she could continue to speak.
"Mom, why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
"Ayan wants to see Koshien this year. But... I will get lost, so can I go with your school's participating team? Don't worry, I will buy the tickets, we are just traveling together."
Although the speakerphone was not turned on, Toru Izumi, who was very close, heard what Ayaori Shiratori said.
He nodded to Shiratori Kyoko, indicating that there was no problem.
So Kyoko Shiratori answered her mother without thinking.
"Okay. No problem!"
"Huh? You agreed so readily? Shouldn't Kyoko ask first?" Shiratori Ayori asked in surprise.
The mother's question made the girl's face freeze.
She turned to Izumi Toru for help, but instead of helping, the latter started to cause trouble.
"Yeah!"
Shiratori Kyoko, who couldn't help but make a sound, hurriedly covered her mouth.
"Kyoko? Kyoko?"
On the phone, Shiratori Caori shouted several times.
Only then did Izumi Toru let go of the tearful Shiratori Kyoko.
"Mom, mom...because, because, I have a good friend, he, he has a good relationship with the baseball club, so he will help! There is absolutely no problem!"
Shiratori Kyoko concealed the important information that her good friend was Izumi Toru in order to respond to her mother's inquiries.
but……
Shiratori Ayaori immediately asked: "Is this good friend you are talking about Izumi-san?"
Shiratori Kyoko was silent.
After waiting for a moment, Shiratori Ayaori said again: "Well, Koshien, I should meet Izumi-san, right?"
The girl hesitated for a long time.
"Or, maybe..."
After saying this, Ayaori Shiratori's proud laughter came over the phone.
"Kyoko, with your ability, it's impossible to hide it from me. Sure enough, your boyfriend is Izumi-san, right?"
"That's not my boyfriend!"
At the last sound, Shiratori Kyoko's voice was unusually high-pitched.
Because, after hearing Shiratori Kyoko's denial, Izumi Tetsu bit her as if to vent her anger.
"If you're not your boyfriend, why don't you just call me your husband? Kyoko, you should at least take it home for me to see? Or are you worried that I will fall in love with you, Izumi-san? Huh?!"
Shiratori Ayaori's words were full of teasing, and Shiratori Kyoko's face turned red like a cooked shrimp.
Not only her mother's words, but also Izumi Tetsu's excessive behavior.
"Forget it, anyway, we will meet in a while. I want to see who stole my daughter's heart! Bye."
All the words she said were ignored by the girl, and only the last "Bye" made her feel like she had been granted amnesty.
"Uh-huh!"
Shiratori Ayaori did not hang up, but suddenly sighed.
"Kyoko."
"Um?"
"Next time, when you're having sex with Izumi-san, just hang up and mom won't be angry."