In Hentai World as Mira Tsubakihara's Relative

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The Hikari in front of her was too handsome, too young; how could he possibly be the person she was waiting for?

Such a handsome young man probably wouldn't need to use such an old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation, right?

Or perhaps this young man had ulterior motives, sent by someone who knew her identity as a young lady, aiming to seduce and frame her, tarnishing her family's reputation?

Could it be that this young man was a gigolo? But where could such a handsome gigolo exist?

And that blonde delinquent from just now—was he deliberately arranged to stage a heroic rescue?

As expected of a noble's daughter, Kisaragi's mind instantly conjured up countless schemes and plots.

Thinking of this, Kisaragi couldn't help but frown.

Hikari, slightly stunned by Kisaragi's words and observing her ever-changing expressions, quickly realized something.

'She is probably overthinking things.'

Hikari shook his head, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and opened the call log.

Pointing at the top row of over a dozen red missed calls, he asked, "Is this you?"

Kisaragi was slightly stunned, raising her head to look: "Isn't this… Huh? This is my number? When did I call you? Do we know each other?"

Seeing Kisaragi still failing to catch on, Hikari directly grabbed her hand and pulled her up from the chair.

Then he smiled and said, "Ms. Kisaragi, the person you've been waiting for is me."

"How do you know my name? Wait! Could it be the headmistress told you? Are you…?"

Hearing this, Kisaragi suddenly came to a realization.

She looked at Hikari with excitement and blurted out, "You're Teacher Hikari?"

As soon as the words fell, just as Hikari was about to nod and admit it, Kisaragi suddenly leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Hikari's neck. Then her pink lips puckered and planted a kiss on Hikari's cheek. [T/N: Woah! that escalated quite fast]

Smooch!

Feeling the gazes of everyone in the café turning toward them, Hikari looked at Kisaragi, who had practically thrown herself into his arms, pressing her body against his while leaving two lipstick marks on his cheek. Hikari felt a mix of awkwardness and helplessness.

But there was no helping it; since she was the patron, he could only reluctantly accept it.

"There are too many people here. Let's talk outside," Hikari whispered softly into Kisaragi's ear.

"Mm~" Kisaragi naturally leaned on Hikari's shoulder, responding sweetly like a girlfriend in the early stages of romance.

Hikari allowed Kisaragi to cling to his arm, her chest pressing tightly against it, as they left the Starbucks together.

While walking on the street, with Kisaragi almost entirely leaning on him, Hikari found himself puzzled.

"Um… Ms. Kisaragi, aren't you…"

"Too enthusiastic?" Kisaragi interrupted Hikari before he could finish his sentence.

"Mm." Hikari nodded.

From what he knew, Seika Private Girls' Academy was a private noble school, and all the students there were daughters of well-off families.

Judging by his keen observation, Kisaragi was probably still an untouched maiden. Why, then, upon learning his identity, was she so unreserved and not the least bit shy?

Perhaps sensing Hikari's curiosity, Kisaragi smiled and nudged his chest with her elbow, explaining:

"Oh, Teacher Hikari, aren't we both clear about what we're here for today? You're supposed to help me relax and relieve my stress. Why are you pretending to be all innocent? Though… I like it."

Saying this, Kisaragi leaned in again and planted another kiss on Hikari's cheek.

Hikari wiped the lipstick mark from his cheek and smiled helplessly: "I'm not pretending, but Kisaragi, generally speaking, isn't this supposed to progress step by step?"

Kisaragi rolled her eyes: "Are you thinking I'm too forward?"

"But do you even realize how irresistible you are."

Hikari was momentarily dumbfounded.

Why did he feel like he was the little sister, and Kisaragi was some kind of wild rogue?

'Damn, is this what being in the service industry feels like?'

'How irresistible can I possibly be? I don't even know myself.'

'I'm a man, but why does it feel like the roles are reversed?'

'Oh no, I've become the submissive one.'

Seeing Hikari's dazed expression, Kisaragi covered her mouth and laughed: "Alright, let me explain it clearly to you, Teacher Hikari."

"Actually, I'm not usually this enthusiastic with people."

"As a young lady, I always have to maintain a certain demeanor—others call it grace and elegance."

"But during moments like this, when I'm supposed to relax and relieve stress, I just want to be myself."

"And also, Teacher Hikari, you just saved me, you know? Do you realize how cool you looked just now?"

"I even thought of asking you to be my boyfriend—I was really tempted."

"Originally, I thought the special psychological counselor I was meeting today would be some middle-aged man with a pot belly."

"Instead, it turned out to be such a good-looking young man."

"Do you know how happy I was when I found out that you, this handsome guy, was Teacher Hikari?"

With that, Kisaragi leaned in again and kissed Hikari.

This time, though, it wasn't on the cheek.

It was directly on his lips.

Seeing this, passersby on the street turned their heads one by one.

Fortunately, Kisaragi only kissed him for a few seconds before letting go.

Perhaps feeling a bit shy, Kisaragi pulled Hikari away from the crowd in a hurry.

Once they reached a less crowded area, Kisaragi sighed, "I'm sorry, Teacher Hikari—I just couldn't help myself."

"Damn it, I don't know why, but just looking at your face makes me feel hot all over, my head spinning. I want to pin you down and…"

Due to her lack of interaction with men growing up and the intense pressure from Seika Private Girls' Academy, coupled with Hikari's exceptional charm, Kisaragi was naturally attracted to him.

Hikari, meeting Kisaragi's heated gaze, sighed: "I get it now. No wonder your headmistress wanted someone to help you relieve stress."

"You're all… way too wild."

"By the way, Ms. Kisaragi, stop calling me Teacher Hikari. It sounds weird—I'm not even officially your teacher. Call me something else, like Hikari-kun; it sounds better."

Kisaragi nodded and smiled: "Alright, Hikari-kun."

"Then Hikari-kun, don't call me Ms. Kisaragi—it sounds so formal. Just call me Kisaragi."

Hikari thought for a moment, muttering, "Kisaragi? Papa?" [T/N: In chinese the letters of the name 'Kisaragi' can be interpreted as 'Papa']

"Well, calling you Kisaragi feels odd. How about I call you Little Kisaragi?"

Kisaragi smiled: "Sure! That's what my family calls me. I like it."

As she spoke, Kisaragi clung tightly to Hikari's arm, her soft, curvy body pressing against him.

Hikari hadn't anticipated this at all.

Previously, Kisaragid angrily hung up on him, refusing to reveal her name. Now she was this clingy and sweet, behaving like an adorable girlfriend.

Kisaragi remarked, "Hikari-kun, that was my first kiss, you know."

"But why do I feel like you're inexperienced too?"

Hikari sighed silently.

Good grief. Moments ago, they had been surrounded by a crowd on the street.

Embracing and kissing was already excessive—if things escalated, they'd go viral.

Kisaragi was a student of Seika Private Girls' Academy, and he was a part-time psychological counselor.

If their identities were exposed, it would be disastrous.

So earlier, Hikari had refrained from any action, letting Kisaragi take the lead.

Unexpectedly, she was now doubting his capability.

Seeing Kisaragi's skeptical expression, Hikari grabbed her arm and said, "Come with me."

He led her into a small restroom in a mall nearby.

Using his silver-tongue skill, Hikari quickly convinced Kisaragi.

When they emerged from the restroom, Kisaragi's pale face was flushed red with embarrassment.

Hikari turned to her and teased with a smile, "Little Kisaragi, have you learned your lesson?"

Kisaragi nodded, mumbling, "Abba abba… Abba knows she was wrong. Hikari-kun is amazing."

This nonsensical phrase, muttered by her in a daze earlier, had been repeated by Hikari as a joke and had now become her playful catchphrase.

"Good, now that you've learned your lesson, let's continue shopping." Hikari said.

But Kisaragi tugged on his sleeve, shaking her head. "Wait, I need to go to Uniqlo first."

Hikari asked, puzzled, "Why? Do you want new clothes?"

Kisaragi shook her head, then nodded: "Not exactly because I need new clothes. It's just… my skirt got a bit dirty earlier in the restroom, and I feel uncomfortable. If I don't change, it'll be unbearable…"

Hikari, realizing what had happened, nodded: "Alright, let's go to Uniqlo."

Kisaragi picked out a new white dress that suited her perfectly.

Afterward, Hikari accompanied her as they continued their outing, enjoying drinks, snacks, and more—almost like a couple on a date.

By the end of the day, Kisaragi was holding a box of takoyaki, sharing it with Hikari in a park, both enjoying the moment as though nothing else mattered.

Next.

Hikari then accompanied Kisaragi to continue strolling, drinking milk tea, eating snacks, and so on.

It was almost no different from couples going out to play.

After Hikari and Kisaragi wandered around the mall, they bought some snacks, walked out, and found a bench in the park to sit on together.

At this moment, Kisaragi held a box of takoyaki in her hands. While she forked up one piece to eat, she sighed and said, "Hikari-kun, originally I thought doing psychological counseling, and psychological therapy or something, it had to be completely thorough to relieve pressure."

"Unexpectedly, I was wrong. It feels like I might not even need psychological therapy."

"Originally, with exam week coming up, I was very nervous, so stressed. But I feel like just walking and playing with Hikari-kun, there's no pressure anymore. I feel so happy, as if therapy isn't even needed."

To Kisaragi's words, Hikari neither confirmed nor denied, smiling as he said, "Really? Such a thing exists."

Kisaragi also smiled and said, "Yes, open your mouth, ah~ I'll feed you a piece of takoyaki."

Saying she would feed, Kisaragi instead put down the fork in her hand, then lowered her head, using her soft, pink lips to pick up a piece of takoyaki, then raised her head, giving Hikari a signaling glance with her eyes.

Hikari understood the signal in his heart, leaned his head forward, and caught the takoyaki with his mouth. Then the two of them started eating the same piece together.

Sometimes Hikari picked up a piece of takoyaki, and sometimes it was Kisaragi.

Just like that, a whole box of takoyaki was quickly finished under their mutual feeding.

Usually mindful of her diet to lose weight, eating only a little, Kisaragi today actually wanted to add three more boxes of takoyaki.

Because she felt that eating with Hikari was really too happy.

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