A Certain Scientific Bee-eater

"Queen, last time you said you would go home soon, has the date been set?"

Asked by Koukoko Early Bird, who was walking beside her.

"Well, the plane tomorrow afternoon."

Shokuhou-san recovered and replied.

"Queen, you should... won't you not come back?"

Junko Hobaze, who was on the other side of her body, asked worriedly.

"How is it possible, I won't stay there."

Shokuhou Misaki immediately retorted.

But to be honest, she really didn't know how long she would stay this time.Judging from the messages sent by the family, it seems that the family wants to let themselves go back to take over part of her father's responsibilities and gain experience for becoming the head of the family in the future.

But she just wanted to go back and see the man's physical condition.

She is not the only heir in the family. Although she is the first in line, if she is unwilling, there are people who want to replace her, so she will never stay there, the difference is only the length of time she can get away.

(If it's a big deal, just use [Psychological Mastery] directly...)

After all, there are people who make her care about here.

"That's good."

Fanfeng Junzi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, a happy smile appeared on his face, and then asked as if he suddenly remembered something,

"By the way, Queen, does Misaka-san know about this?"

"She's not my mother, why should I report anything to her!"

Shokuhou said in a pleading manner.

Although she had a lot of responsibility for what happened before, Misaka Mikoto left so simply, she couldn't help but feel a little resentful in her heart.That being the case, just 'disappear' for a few days to see if the other party is in a hurry!

"Say, what you're talking about... ah, Queen, we're here, it's here, let's go in."

……

ps: I swear I just wanted to write a Chinese Valentine’s Day sugar post, how could it become like this...

ps2:

Extra 7 The first experience of sm in a certain science · true

"Kneel down and lick my feet."

Shokuhou Misaki was sitting on a big bed where two people could roll on it, wearing only black lace hollow underwear and black suspender stockings.

She raised Erlang's legs, held the edge of the bed with one hand, pointed to her raised foot with the other, raised her chin and looked down at the front.

If you look closely, you can see that her face is a little unnaturally flushed, and her eyes are a little blurry.

And who is the pitiful girl who is kneeling on the floor and wearing a 'cat suit' that looks like an erotic lingerie, being trained by Shokuhou who looks like an SM queen?

That's right, it's me, Misaka Mikoto.

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This is the fourth floor of No. 20 in a high-end residential area in the eighth school district. It is a private villa under the name of Shokuhou.

Originally it was just a place for her to avoid the sight of outsiders and use it as a secret base, but since we started dating, this place has become a 'love nest' for both of us.

Today is the weekend and as usual we are not staying in the dorm but are going to stay overnight.

During dinner in the evening, Shokuhou took out a bottle of red wine from France, which is said to have been brought back by Junko Fanfeng, and turned off the lights and lit a candle, euphemistically called it 'to increase the mood'.

Makes me have to spit out what era of romance is in her mind.

But of course I knew what the hell she was up to, she just wanted to see me drunk.

Although my mother is said to be like a thousand cups, but I did not inherit her strengths.I don't know why, but my alcohol intake is surprisingly poor.

Last year's Valentine's Day was the first time I got drunk, and the reason was only because I ate a few bonbons that Shokuhou bought.

It’s okay to have a poor alcohol intake, but after I was drunk, I would act like a spoiled brat to Shokuhou! ?

What a joke, I vowed not to experience that embarrassment a second time, but Shokuhou seems to be addicted and often intentionally or unintentionally wants me to get drunk. Of course, I have seen through her thoughts.

But Shokuhou is actually not that good at drinking, although as the eldest lady of a famous family, her drinking capacity is not that bad, so I have never seen her drunk.

Probably out of a little revenge, but also a little curiosity, I coaxed Shokuhou to drink a lot during dinner.

So in the middle of the dinner before the end, she suddenly stood up with a flushed face and blurred eyes, then grabbed my hand and pulled me into the room, involuntarily took off her clothes except her underwear, and also removed the clothes from the cabinet. I took out a 'cat suit' and told me to put it on.

Of course I don't want to.

Because of that 'cat suit': the upper body can only cover the chest, the lower body is like a thong, but there is a fluffy tail attached to the back, not to mention the matching cat ear hairpin and cat claw gloves.

——This is totally erotic lingerie!

How could I possibly wear such a shameful thing?

...But why is it like this now?

Is it because Shokuhou's attitude was uncharacteristically tough, as if it were a different person?Is it because when she came over to touch me, I was worried that I would hurt her and didn't resist?

Or do I actually have a vague expectation and excitement for such a scene I have never experienced before?

Don't get me wrong, I haven't awakened any strange attributes.

We've been dating for over a year, and it's almost three years since we've known each other.

Although I let Shokuhou do what I did in the beginning, it became dominated by me after a certain opportunity a few months ago, but to be honest, we have seen each other's bodies so many times, touched so many times, almost It's almost more familiar than your own body.

So, um, it's probably entering a period of burnout?

The night started not as exciting as it used to be.Of course, this is just my personal feeling, Shokuhou is still active as always, should it be said that she has a strong sexual desire or I am not so keen on sex...

Two people who like each other will naturally want to touch each other, but touch is not only in the form of sex.

Holding hands, hugging, kissing, or even just sleeping together at night, as well as companionship, giving each other a sense of security when they are around, this is the more important thing.

I originally thought so.

However, now I don't understand something.

"Kneel down and lick my feet."

I looked at Shokuhou, who was sitting on the bed looking down at me. I felt a little humiliated and unreasonable, but my body was still obediently leaning down slowly.

My bare legs touched the floor, and the calf that was rubbed by the fluffy tail was a little itchy. I straightened up and held Shokuhou's feet wrapped in stockings with my cat-gloved hands, and slowly put my cheeks together. past.

If I was allowed to see me like this, I would definitely think I was crazy.In fact, I clearly refused in my heart, but somehow I couldn't refuse Shokuhou's request.

If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't have the remote at hand, I would really feel like I was being controlled by her.

But on the other hand, if I'm not being controlled but really willing to do it, then I may not have the courage to face Shokuhou tomorrow morning.

By the way, is this called SM?

Last month, Shokuhou suddenly wanted to do something on a whim, but at that time, I perfunctoryly passed it, and there was no movement after that, but did she never give up?Because she often says 'tell the truth after drinking', so after being drunk is also what she really wants to do, right?

In fact, I didn't mean to reject her, but I was very repulsive of this kind of behavior that might hurt my body. I didn't want to be the one who was hurt, and I didn't want to be the one who was hurt.

At the same time, I am also reluctant to let the relationship between the two of us change from equality to inequality, even if only at certain times.

But having said that, if it's just at this level, although it will feel a little ashamed, the body is not very repulsive. After all, in our past experience, every corner of each other's body has probably been explored.

Shokuhou's weak point is the ears, but the soles of the feet should be the weak point of all humans, right?

As I was thinking like this, I slowly stuck out my tongue and approached Shokuhou's soles.

-

"Ugh... my head hurts..."

Shokuhou Caoqi sat up from the bed with her head half-open and her eyes half-open. There was no Misaka Mikoto beside her.

"Little Mikoto~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Misaka Mikoto pushed the door open with porridge and walked in from the outside. Seeing her messy hair, she couldn't help sighing and said helplessly,

"Have some porridge. I also brought a hangover medicine. Judging from your appearance, you probably don't remember what happened last night?"

"Thank you, Xiao Meiqin...Last night, um...the memory is a little fuzzy, let people think about it-"

Saying this, Shokuhou Misaki wanted to reach out and pick up the remote control on the bedside table, but was stopped by Misaka Mikoto.

"Wait, before that, I have something for you."

Misaka Mikoto put the porridge on the table, took out the hand behind her back, and handed a beautifully packaged gift bag to Shokuhou Misaki.

"Huh? Is it a gift? Thank you, Mikoto~ But didn't I already give it yesterday? Let me see what it is..."

Shokuhou Misaki opened the gift bag with joy and confusion, and took out one from the inside,

"Item, collar...?!"

"Do you like it? I want to put it on for you myself~"

"Huh?! Xiao, Xiao Mikoto, are you, are you a little strange...? Don't, don't come here! Ah——!"

ps: The intermediate process is up to your imagination...

ps2: I was walking on the road to work today on a whim, and it turns out that ghs is the most motivating

0. The encounter between a girl and a girl

This is what happened between Shokuhou Misaki and a brown-haired girl during the summer vacation of the first year of junior high school.

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So hot.

After walking out of the stationery store and walking a few steps on the unobstructed street, Shokuhou Misaki was already sweating profusely, feeling like she was about to be melted like ice cream.

Really, why did she go out in person to buy stationery at a stationery store far away from the dormitory outside the school garden at a high temperature of 35 degrees Celsius!

Don't get me wrong, she is not a poor person who was bullied and dispatched.