Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Seiya Haramura took the opportunity to catch Stella's thigh, carrying her on his back, and instantly felt the soft, heavy sensation.

"Don't we need to pick any more mushrooms?"

"That's about enough, it's just for the two of us."

Seiya Haramura's answer was somewhat absent-minded.

There was no way around it; the soft touch on his back and the fragrance constantly entering his nostrils from behind made it impossible for him to calm down.

"Oh, oh, I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder what chicken and mushroom stew tastes like."

Stella was still curiously moving around on Seiya Haramura's back, looking here and there with curiosity.

"Speaking of which, chicken and mushroom stew is also a dish from ZG, right."

"Seiya, you seem to be very good at ZG cuisine."

Forcibly enduring the restlessness in his heart, he tried to walk steadily, so that Stella wouldn't feel any bumps.

"Yes."

"I personally prefer the flavors there."

He quickly quickened his pace. Seiya Haramura now wanted to return to the campsite as soon as possible.

It was okay if he was just looking before, and the occasional brief contact was still acceptable, but such a long period of touching and rubbing was a first for him, and it had already made him almost unable to suppress the primordial power within him.

"As expected, Seiya is really amazing."

"Just by imagining it, you can make such delicious dishes. Your recent progress in abilities and swordsmanship is also terrifying."

Stella stopped moving around and instead obediently lay on Seiya Haramura's back, even resting her chin on Seiya Haramura's shoulder, breathing softly into Seiya Haramura's neck.

"It's nothing, let's go back quickly…"

"—BOOM!"

Sometimes the saying that the weather in the mountains is always unpredictable really holds true. It was clear and cloudless when they entered the mountain, but in just half an hour, the weather turned bad, becoming cloudy and thunderous.

"Why does it have to be at a time like this."

"Seriously, I'm not really interested in being this lucky pervert."

Muttering this, Seiya Haramura had already changed from walking to running, heading towards the cabin in the campsite.

"Stella?"

"What's wrong, Seiya?"

"Hold on tight."

Before he could even finish the sentence, Seiya Haramura threw open his arms without warning, releasing Stella's plump thighs.

"Ah! What's wrong?"

In Stella's surprised shout, Seiya Haramura backhanded Stella's slender waist, transferring her from his back to his front, holding her steadily in his arms in a princess carry.

"Ahhh, Seiya, what are you suddenly doing…"

Princess carry, Stella was very happy.

Or rather, she had been looking forward to such an embrace for a long, long time, even dreaming about it every day.

But this was too sudden, ahhhhhhhhh.

"Of course, it's because I'm afraid you'll get caught in the rain."

……

In the mountain cabin.

Outside, it was pouring rain, drizzling, and the sky was completely dark. Inside the house, a Japanese farmhouse-style hearth, rarely seen now and only found in some specialty restaurants, was lit.

"Give it to me!"

Gently stirring the dishes in the pot with a spoon, a small hand slowly stretched out beside it.

"Give what to you?"

Seiya Haramura, not even turning his head, continued to stir the ingredients in the pot.

"Of course, the clothes, the clothes."

Seemingly a little impatient, Stella's little hand shook forcefully.

"I can use my ability to dry my own clothes, but I can't control it so carefully for others. I'll help you dry them."

"Eh, isn't there no difference?"

He tugged at his still somewhat damp clothes.

His speed was already considered fast just now, carrying Stella and running all the way, but the rain still started.

Because his body was leaning forward, Stella didn't get much rain, but he got soaked.

"No, you'll catch a cold like this, Seiya."

"Hurry up and give me the clothes."

Stella's little hand shook forcefully again.

The girl's gaze was very persistent, her scarlet eyes staring intently at Seiya Haramura, giving off the impression that she would never give up if Seiya Haramura didn't agree.

"Seriously, I was clearly afraid that you would be shy."

Seiya Haramura sighed softly.

Although the two had been living together for so long, Seiya Haramura had been very careful with his behavior, not exposing his body in front of Stella. He basically changed clothes in the bathroom.

"I'm not shy."

Stella muttered stubbornly.

"What's there to be shy about? I'm with your body every night…"

"What did you say? Stella?"

Her voice was too small, and her lip movements were also very small. Even Seiya Haramura couldn't hear clearly what Stella was muttering.

"No, it's nothing."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up and give me the clothes."

"Okay, okay."

Being constantly urged, Seiya Haramura stopped dawdling.

In the end, he was a grown man, and it wouldn't matter if he showed his body. Anyway, Stella herself said she didn't mind, so what was he hesitating about?

In a few quick movements, he took off all his clothes and pants, leaving only his underwear.

"Here—"

He handed out his clothes.

"Here?"

Stella didn't catch them as expected. This time, Seiya Haramura shook his hand again.

"What's wrong, Stella?"

After not getting an answer or reaction twice in a row, Seiya Haramura finally looked up to see what was wrong with Stella.

But when he turned around and looked over, he was completely helpless.

Stella was squatting there, her long skirt dragging on the ground. Because her body was leaning forward, her already full chest appeared even more swollen, her moist eyes were filled with ripples, and her gaze was fixed on him.

Or more accurately, she was staring at Seiya Haramura's chest.

Then…

A streak of bright red liquid slowly trickled out of Stella's nostrils.

It dripped down along the corner of her mouth, drop by drop, blooming into blood flowers on that transparent gauze skirt.

"Stella, nosebleed, nosebleed."

Chapter 080: Awakening Begins

The girl with bright red hair knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the half-naked man in front of her, nosebleeds sliding down her jawline, drop by drop, falling on the transparent gauze skirt, blooming into blood flowers.

No matter how you look at it, the word "pervert" can describe it.

"Stella, nosebleed, nosebleed."

"Ah?"

"Ah—"

An uncontrollable, intense sense of shame caused the blood to flow backward, rushing straight to Stella's head, and a feeling of dizziness instantly surged into her heart.

Her fair face instantly turned rosy.

"No, blood has stained my clothes, I have to wash them quickly, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with."

Stella frowned, her delicate features twisting together.

Seiya Haramura was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Stella's movements, he immediately turned his head away unnaturally.

"W-what are you doing, Stella?"

Seiya Haramura's voice also became unnatural. He had to turn his head away, otherwise he was afraid he would start bleeding from his nose.

"What else can I do? Of course, I'm taking them off to wash them quickly."

Stella manipulated her little hands, slowly reaching for her collar, unbuttoning the buttons one by one.

The rustling sound of undressing, and that delicate voice with a hint of charm and a hint of confusion, was like the most top-level aphrodisiac, capable of teasing any man's emotions.

At this moment, Seiya Haramura really wanted to complain about this unnatural development.

"Stella, it's not necessary."

"I can clean it for you when we get back…"

Seiya Haramura wanted to turn around to stop Stella, but before he could finish the sentence, he swallowed the rest of his words.

"No, I want it now."

"Also, it's not fair if only you take them off, I want fairness too."

The girl in front of him was completely abnormal.

Her entire body, from her face to her neck, from her arms to her thighs, was all flushed an abnormal pink.

In the center of those wine-red pupils, there seemed to be a thin line faintly emerging.

"Is the dragon blood in her body boiling?"

"Because of the constant impact of lust, her reason is now in a weak state."

Stella's current abnormal appearance finally had a reasonable explanation.

Stella, who was constantly evolving towards becoming a dragon, was now only one step away from completely awakening her true Blade Art ability due to Seiya Haramura's development and influence on her during this period.

So, Stella is now in an unstable state. A very subtle thing could trigger her evolution.

For example, a strong obsession, a strong anger, or even the desires of a dragon could all be possible.

The dragon nature is inherently licentious, which is not a false statement, but a true fact.

"I can't take it off, Seiya, come and help me."

Stella, who had only unscrewed two buttons, encountered a problem at the third button.

The girl in front of him was now extremely moving. The surrounding environment was dim, and under the light of the bonfire, her already scarlet body appeared even more conspicuous and charming. Combined with her proud figure, and the clear contrast between the pure white absolute territory and the faintly exposed black silk edges after unbuttoning the two buttons on her chest, the degree of seduction soared to the limit.

"I can't refuse."

In this situation, a stern refusal would be the right thing to do.

But he couldn't.

Stella's obsession and desire for him were already very deep, and his semi-confession a few days ago had further escalated this obsession and desire.

Stella had probably been suppressing it before, but now, after seeing Seiya Haramura's naked body, it finally completely erupted.