Kurumi Tokisaki’s Planar Journey

Her sight was completely blocked. The “enemy” had made it difficult for her to breathe. In order to prevent accidentally hurting Shizuka Marikawa, Kurumi reached out her hand and grabbed at her shoulder in the darkness.

“Oh! —” Shizuka Marikawa moaned. The corners of Kurumi’s eyes twitched unnaturally. She had accidentally touched a large rabbit instead!

Whatever, who made her so big! Ignoring the soft lump in her palm, she continued to push forward.

“Phew —” Kurumi finally saw the light again. The oxygen quickly rushed back into her brain.

Seeing the sharp contrast between her little hand and the pair of giant rabbits, she could not help but complain, “These are probably bigger than even Izayoi Miku’s.”

Shizuka Marikawa did not care for the little hand Kurumi left on her body. Instead, she was more interested in what earlier said. She hugged Kurumi from behind the sofa with a flushed face. “Hey —San-chan, what did you say? Can you tell me? —“

“Did you drink?” Kurumi narrowed her wine-red eyes, wanting to regain control again. She was still a little unaccustomed to other people talking to her like this.

“Just… just a little bit —” As she spoke, Shizuka Marikawa burped. A slightly bitter smell of alcohol suffused the tip of Kurumi’s nose. She fanned her hand in front of her in disgust. She hated this smell.

“I will help you to the bedroom to rest.” Kurumi was a little speechless. Then she thought about it. Every girl here had more or less been stained by some spilled wine. “I hope nothing bad happens. They look like they’re going to trip over something…”

In the end, before Kurumi could finish speaking, Shizuka Marikawa closed her eyes in front of her. Her body leaned forward slightly, and she suddenly woke up again. Then her eyes slowly narrowed again. “Three… Three sauces—“

“Plop -“

Since nothing was supporting her body, it smashed straight into the sofa. Kurumi dodged calmly and picked up the cup on the coffee table to drink a mouthful of water. She looked as calm as she could.

When she returned to the sofa, she saw Shizuka Marikawa’s exposed buttocks.

She lowered her head to look at her well-defined body and muttered, “This is really a sad story, but it is also very inconvenient for her to be like this…”

Even though Shizuka Marikawa was much heavier than the average girl, Kurumi still easily picked her up.

Looking at Shizuka Marikawa, who was abnormally mature and had thoughts like a child, Kurumi could not help but roll her eyes. She could not understand the requirements of the Japanese police special forces.

The one Kurumi was holding would still happily help others even if she was sold. It seemed that her friend protected her a lot.

The image of Kurumi and Shizuka Marikawa formed a sharp contrast. Kurumi looked petite, especially since she held Shizuka in a “Princess Carry.” From the side, it looked even more shocking.

There was no muscle definition on her white jade-like arm to tarnish its beauty.

Instead, it was like a natural carved jade that made people feel peaceful. If people didn’t know her, no one would suspect this otherworldly-looking fairy to be more powerful than a demon.

She was like a Red Spider Lily. When people were confused, she “guided” their souls forward. She was like a poppy that even the gods were deeply infatuated with. As long as they took a whiff of her, they would willingly follow her orders.

…

She threw Shizuka Marikawa straight onto the bed, placed the blanket on her, ignored the sleeping Saya Takagi, and walked downstairs.

At this time,

Kohta Hirano was still on guard outside the balcony. Takashi Komuro had returned to the room and was meeting with his childhood sweetheart.

Rei only wore the upper half of her pink pajamas, which meant it barely wrapped around Rei Miyamoto’s buttocks. The upper half of her breasts was exposed. It was easy to imagine how significant its impact was on the young Takashi Komuro!

“Takashi? Where are you going? Are you going to attack Teacher Shizuka at night?”

Looking at Rei Miyamoto’s narrowed eyes, along with his childhood sweetheart’s words, his mind filled with Shizuka Marikawa’s full figure. Under Rei Miyamoto’s gaze, his face immediately flushed red. “How… how could it be? I am just a little thirsty.”

“Oh? —Really? I don’t believe you.” Rei Miyamoto’s upper body slightly bent forward, and she looked at Takashi Komuro with her little mouth pouting.

Takashi could be said to be in pain and happiness now. In pain because he did not know how to answer and was afraid of making Rei angry. Happy because he could see Rei’s chest from this again!

The two dots of light pink were deeply imprinted in Takashi Komuro’s mind, like photos that could not be deleted. The fragrance of Rei Miyamoto’s body filled his nose. His lower body was constantly bleeding. This scene… was a little awkward.

“Eh? —Why are there three Takashis?”

“Huh?” Takashi Komuro raised his head and looked at Rei Miyamoto carefully. Only then did he realize that her face was abnormally red. He had assumed that it was from her bath until he smelled a familiar smell from her mouth.

Rei Miyamoto was excited to the point of falling to the ground. Takashi Komuro hurriedly went to help her up, but he heard her complain.

“I was tired, so I drank a little wine Teacher Shizuka had… It hasn’t even been a day, but everything is messed up. I can’t contact Dad, and we’re going to die…”

She covered her face with both hands. Tears flowed down her palms and fell to the ground. Takashi heard the person he had always liked talking about her ex-boyfriend. Although they were friends, he still felt a little uncomfortable. His face darkened, and he did not speak anymore.

“Takashi! Takashi, listen to me!” Rei Miyamoto, who had just calmed down, began drunkenly talking again. Takashi Komuro was helpless. How did he end up with such a childhood sweetheart? But the most pitiful part was that he really liked her.

“So, Igou said that I looked very beautiful when I was reading a book. So… I told Igou that when I was sad, he should listen to me and talk to me…” Takashi Komuro sat beside her, looking a little silent. Was it really good to talk about another man in front of her man?

“… that was one of the reasons I stayed with him, and Takashi would only be angry, not caring about my feelings at all… Sometimes, you are such a blockhead!”

Takashi Komuro did not want to talk about this anymore, and his tone was flat, “If I could be funny, I would become a comedian… Don’t expect me to cooperate with you with everything. I also have my own situation.”

Rei Miyamoto was still a little confused on the side and complained in a low voice, “It was better with Igou.”

“Shut up!” Takashi Komuro stood up and roared, “Is it fun to compare Igou and me whenever you have time? I’m not him! Why don’t you compete with Tokisaki? Also, Igou is already dead! After he became a zombie, I personally killed him!”

His voice slowly lowered, “We are alive, and we must continue to live! We have to face reality!”

Takashi Komuro, who was speaking, felt Rei Miyamoto pull at his clothes. The two sides fell silent and slowly leaned against each other.

Kurumi, who was looking for food downstairs, happened to meet Saeko Busujima, who was cooking. She looked at her dressed in a white nightdress, her purple hair tied into a high ponytail. She had a unique flavor.

“Oh, it looks quite good.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

Although she was unsure what Kurumi was referring to, Saeko Busujima still gave her a big and comforting smile. Her beautiful eyes narrowed into two crescent moons.

…

“Bang!”

The gunshot rang out outside the apartment, breaking the silence of the night sky.