Crime

"The afternoon sun shines in spots by the window, and the thin light spots cover that pale and slender figure. He is such a clean young man, with a warm arc drawn at the corner of his mouth, and his clear eyes are peaceful and indifferent."

"..."

"The young man's white shirt is not stained with dust, and has a faint pleasant smell. The sun is light and warm just right, just like his smile, so pure."

"..." Kaito, who was wearing a white shirt, was sitting by the window with his head lowered and covering his face, and next to him was Yuma who was reading a novel with emotion.

"What are you fishing for?" A girl rolled up a book and tapped Yuma.

"Doesn't it make you feel like this?" Yuma smiled, "Besides, didn't you tell me to read the original book a few times first?"

"Stop talking about it, be serious, and don't waste other people's time." The girl picked up the script on the table and patted it in his hand.

"It's okay." Kaito lowered his hands and raised his head with a smile. "It's nothing to relax."

"Oh? You were laughing just now, I thought you were shy there." Yuma turned to look at him.

"Okay, the filming will start in a while, hurry up and go through the lines again." The girl said something to Yuma, and said a few words to Kaito, then turned around and went to work.

"Is that your manager? You're quite young," Kaito looked up at the girl's back, "I think you have a good relationship after hearing what you're talking about."

"It's not just a good relationship," Yuma sat down at the table, "Mizki is not only my manager, but also my sister."

Then he looked up and met Kaito's slightly surprised eyes.

Don't be so surprised, and I usually don't tell others about this," Yuma looked out of the window with her face propped up, "My sister majored in this field in college, because she is really capable, so after graduation She didn't even pass the internship period, so she joined Ahamay directly and helped me a lot afterwards. "

"You are really lucky to have such a sister."

"I really have to admit this, but you don't know, when I was a child, I was always living in her shadow." Yuma said and laughed.

"For children, fighting and fighting are inevitable."

"Siblings are naturally enemies, but siblings seem to have a harmonious relationship," Yuma turned to look at Kaito, "By the way, do you have siblings or something?"

"Me?" Kaito smiled, "No, I'm the only child."

"Is that so... Then when you were a child, you were lonely by yourself, right?"

"Who said it wasn't?" Kaito suddenly remembered something, "By the way, my scene is tomorrow. In the first scene, only the male lead and the female lead will appear. Why did you find me in the right scene?"

"Mayu is fixing her makeup," Yuma pointed to the crew not far behind, "I didn't know her very well before, and I didn't have time to say a few more words after meeting. Do you know anything about her?"

"Hmm... the name is quite similar to yours?" Kaito thought about it and joked.

The Mayu he mentioned is the heroine of this time, a delicate and lovely girl like a doll, with honey-colored eyes and curly and fluffy platinum-blonde long hair, and her voice is as sweet as her appearance.

"Although Mayu's external image has always been known as sweet and cute, people close to her say that her personality is quite unexpected, and I don't know if she is easy to get along with."

"I think you are quite familiar, no problem," Kaito leaned back and folded his arms, "You and I just met and talked so much?"

"I hope so." Yuma smiled.

"Thank you everyone today! Everyone has worked hard!" After the filming ended, Mayu, standing on the rooftop, waved to the crew below, "Don't leave, I have something for everyone!"

Then she turned her head and smiled at Yuma: "Brother Yuma, please come and get it for me, please?"

I don't know if Kaito was right, he got acquainted with Mayu within a few words, and now she has naturally called him "Brother Yuma", but Yuma didn't recognize this girl after all. Where is the weirdness of his character?

Mayu brought over a dozen boxes of exquisitely packaged chocolates, such as cranberry muffins, Hokkaido matcha, Bellero truffles, and so on. Distinguish, and distribute the chocolate to everyone while smiling sweetly.

In the end, Mayu still left a box, and when Yuma asked, she said that she wanted to take it back and give it to Kaito who was not there.

"Tomorrow I will be able to act with my seniors, I feel so looking forward to it~" Mayu held the chocolate in her arms.

"You mean Kaito?" Yuma asked, "Have you talked to him yet?"

"Of course I said it, you didn't see it," Mayu put one hand on his face, tilted his head and smiled, "Senior, he is really a very, very gentle person."

The girl's eyes are very big, and under the light, it looks like honey is flowing in the eyes, but such a sweet smile seems to Yuma to be inexplicably wrong.

Mayu's smile when talking about Kaito is definitely not the kind of admiration smile that ordinary little girls like stars. More directly, there is not even a little awe of her predecessors in her eyes.

"His personality is indeed very gentle, no matter who he treats, he has a good attitude." Yuma said.

"It's because of this that some people want to see a completely different side of him~" Mayu laughed out loud, with a sweet voice, "then they will definitely use any means. There is no way, senior is so cute people."

Something is wrong, something is really wrong. Yuma somewhat understood what others meant by Mayu's unexpectedness, and he even thought he had heard it wrong just now.

"Don't think like that, that person won't be mine," Mayu seemed to see through what he was thinking, "That person won't be you either."

"You..." Yuma heard something else from her words, but he couldn't tell.

"Okay, let's go~" Mayu stood up holding the chocolate, and patted the dust on the skirt with one hand, "Miss Mizki is already urging you."

Yuma walked behind her without saying a word.He was thinking about the shooting of the three of them tomorrow, and at the same time, he was still looking forward to what would happen.

But what Yuma knew all too well was that the person who was really to be guarded against was himself.

What am I...

Kaito straddled Gakupo's body, heaving his body up and down, every movement stimulated the tense nerves.

What the hell am I doing...

Kaito closed his eyes, trying to let the mechanical movements numb his mind, but the stimulation under his body often brought him back to reality from the escape.

The numbness ran through his whole body like an electric current, and even his fingertips were trembling, but the shyness and guilt that followed also stirred his heart.

He couldn't resist the urge to cry.

As if dissatisfied with his state, Gakupo put his arms around Kaito's waist, picked him up from himself, and threw him hard on the bed.

Before he could react to his sore back from the fall, the intrusion under his body made him scream out.

Both legs were bent into a humiliating arc, and his hands were firmly held down, unable to move. He gritted his teeth and used his body to bear the other party's excessive venting.

The violent impact and friction had left him with no time to think about other things, and all the words had to turn into coquettish gasps that aroused the other party's interest even more.

Kaito clutched the bed sheet tightly, but any move he made at this time would only allow the pleasure to penetrate deeper into his body, and then again and again, being approached by the other party to the pinnacle of lust.

Pain, pleasure, shyness, shame... all kinds of feelings filled his heart, Kaito panted lowly, mixed with sobs that seemed to be there, but at this moment, his body was far more intense than his heart Bewildered.

With the arrival of the climax, Kaito arched his waist involuntarily, and his whole body trembled violently.His brain went blank for a moment, and he felt that nothing was important at this moment. What made him feel even more frightening was that after he came back to his senses, his body was still savoring the aftertaste of the extreme joy just now.

Kaito slumped on the bed weakly, his hair wet with sweat or tears softly sticking to his face.He suddenly thought that the one who sang on the stage a few hours ago had the same voice as the one who made those unbearable voices just now, and he couldn't help feeling that he was really sad.