Chapter 365, Zero's Memoirs
When did it start?
It should be quite early. I knew the answer from the beginning. Anyway, it was quite early.

I knew this a long time ago, and the last experience gave me new confirmation - in fact, it is not a matter of being a hero saving a beautiful woman or driving a tiger to devour a wolf. I know it very well. Zhuo is actually not much better than a little puppy in front of Zero. He is still too immature. Even I can't guess what Zero is going to do.

I'm too lazy to know, and I don't want to know.

But just when I was hiding in peace, admiring myself and waiting for death, Zhuo, who had never complained to me that day, suddenly came back and gave me a big surprise.

It was really a surprise, both surprising and joyful, surprised by the beautiful heart, and joyful by the longing.

My heart, which had been slowly dying, was instantly ignited by the flames in Zhuo's broad chest, and began to beat violently again like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

Even though he made a mistake, even though he chose to compromise himself, even though I will enter another world from now on.

But I still don't want to say a word of blame, and I can't say it.

I think if I can smile, it will make him happier. I miss you so much...

The negotiations and agreements were completely forgotten because of Zhuo's return. Although he looked like he really wanted to tell me, my full attention was on him.

I cooked for him and changed to sweet and spicy flavors. I knew he liked this in the past, but the flattery I showed then was completely different from now. I hope Zhuo can understand this. But seeing him eating so happily, my mood naturally improved.

Even so, washing is still washing.

He didn't become indifferent because of his uniqueness, which made me feel relieved and distressed at the same time, because he really didn't change at all. The ability of "Word Spirit" that I had never heard of, which didn't even give him the confidence to defeat me in one fell swoop. There was also my reason for this, so I was willing to wait.

The legal age for marriage in Japan is 18 for females. Although I have lived for nearly thirty years, my Japanese age is only 17.

One year is enough to graduate from high school, right?

But I was wrong. The mistake was not that Zhuo didn't confess to me after a year, but that I couldn't wait for a year. Especially when the opposite sex named Yamamoto Yurina appeared next to Zhuo, even I could see the flames hidden in the girl's eyes.

I don’t believe in God or Buddha, but this is the first time I thank God for his favor.

A lot of things happened afterwards, and I was no longer anxious, as if I had returned to my normal self - this was a lie.

I should have known a long time ago that this boy was my destined nemesis, sent by the damn God to punish me.

and so……

Going to the hot spring with him was a really stupid decision. I should have tried my best to avoid such an ambiguous environment and possible physical contact. Although I pretended to be relaxed, I was actually very nervous.

nervous?

I miss this feeling so much.

It seems like a word that doesn't belong to me.

I have never appeared in such a raw form in front of others, especially men, because it only brings fear and anger to me.

But when I stood in front of him with my thighs exposed and large areas of skin sticking out, I felt only shame and embarrassment.

He said compliments with a nonchalant tone, but his eyes were still a little aggressive for a moment. He did not disappoint me. That kind of man's gaze was suppressed by him in an instant, and replaced by the same shame and embarrassment as mine.

Zhuo was completely different to me, because at this moment, I didn't feel the slightest bit of fear. I felt safe because I trusted him completely. But when he grabbed my ankle, every hair on my body stood up, I couldn't use any strength at all, my chest was swollen, my lower abdomen was hot, and my head was dizzy.

Like I said, I knew it a long time ago, my body had been revived, revived because of him, revived for him, revived only for him...but I didn't expect it to turn out like this.

I originally thought that I could still use my body's stiffness to fight back as I did in the past.

But everything changed that night. My overestimation of my own abilities taught me a good lesson. He was like pinching the back of my neck, and I became a kitten for him to play with. [Beep——]

For the first time, these [beep——] thoughts rushed into my mind uncontrollably. I was at a loss, and the huge sense of shame and tears were my silent resistance.

After Zhuo left, I [beep——]... [beep——I can’t help it, it all depends on your imagination. 】

But even so, the desire in my heart still has not dissipated.

My body is no longer mine. It doesn't listen to me at all and has turned to Utsunomiya Shuo without any scruples.

When I went to sleep, I was so scared that I curled up with my back to him, not daring to move.

Everything that happened tonight was shameful and outrageous enough, so I hope to get through the rest of the night in peace.

But this bad guy obviously had no intention of letting me go. When he turned around [Beep - you're going to have to use your imagination here, come on], I knew I was doomed.

I hoped he would just leave it alone, but soon he started to [beep - keep going, imagination is the most important], and after what happened with my ankle just now, I [beep - what did you say, imagination, imagination], and I couldn't stand his torment.

The last bit of reason prompted me to turn over. Putting my hands on my back is much better than putting them on my chest.

I closed my eyes tightly and dared not breathe, but I finally got through this crisis.

Just before I could completely relax my body, my lips were kissed again.

This was really the end, because I knew exactly how much I wanted his kiss.

My mental defenses collapsed, and I almost mechanically cooperated with his actions and lingered with him.

When I [beep - I don't know if this part is necessary, just imagine it for the sake of getting through it], I realized that our bodies were already hugging each other intimately.

I was so scared that I quickly shrank back and then fell off the bed.

Sitting on the cold ground, my sanity finally returned, and I finally noticed something was wrong.

Something was not right with Zhuo. How could a person perform such skillful movements in a dream? His explanation was simply nonsense. He was treating me like a child.

I don't hate Zhuo's closeness, but I'm afraid that I will become as unsightly as a slut, so...

Until I fell asleep again, I kept my eyes open, staring at the face in front of me that had been haunting me.

I don’t know how long it had been, but Zhuo started talking in his sleep again, just like the night he came to pick me up. He ignored me when I called him and was sleeping soundly, only repeating my name over and over again.

(End of this chapter)