Volume 2 Chapter 48 Interlude: Haruka-san is Kept in Suspense ①
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
*This is a story set a little after Part 2, Section 7¹ of the main story.
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When I woke up in the morning, I felt various things out of place.
One was a scent.
Even though it was inside my bedroom, for some reason a strangely nice scent was coming from inside my room.
(No… calling it a “nice scent” doesn’t even begin to do it justice.)
One was just a straightforward nice scent.
A sweet, good scent, just like the body odor of a girl around that age.
Whether they were male or female, I felt there wouldn’t be many people who disliked this scent.
It was a scent that ninety-nine out of one hundred people would surely call a nice scent.
The other was a slightly special nice scent.
A sweet and sour, agonizing scent emanated by the bodily fluids of a girl in heat.
I should be able to declare that most people, or at least most men, would like this scent as well.
Especially if you added the prerequisite that the person emanating that scent was an unparalleled beautiful girl.
Of course, there was no way this scent was being emitted by my own body just after waking up, so it could be said it was only natural for me to feel a sense of discomfort at such a nice scent.
And the discomfort felt inside my room wasn’t just the scent.
One of them was several strange noises tickling my ears.
First was the sound of a stifled breathing coming from down toward the bottom of the bed.
Haa, hah, fuh, hah…♡
It was a very shallow breathing, the kind that a person completely excited by something would inadvertently leak from their mouth.
Even so, I could perceive how they were trying hard to completely swallow and suppress it so that the sound wouldn’t be discovered by others.
However, it might be fine to call such an effort ‘useless’.
Even though they were suppressing the exhaling breath like that, they weren’t suppressing the inhaling breath at all, which went, Snnnnffff…♡ Snnnnffff…♡
That sound had reached my ears… or rather, it was heard so clearly that I couldn’t think they were trying to hide it at all.
And that wasn’t the only sound coming through.
A rustling sound of fabric, like something dragging—rustle, slide, rustle—also reached my ears.
It was a sound like someone was moving their body on the bed, beneath this duvet wrapping me, as if to say they absolutely couldn’t endure something anymore.
Several such sounds, which were by no means being made by me, were coming from inside my futon.
And what gave me the ultimate sense of discomfort was the sense of touch.
Even though it was on the bed of my bedroom where only I should be, someone was definitely existing inside this bed, overlapping with my body.
The inside of the duvet was strangely warm, and there was no room for doubt that it was heat generated by the body temperature of someone who wasn’t me.
And the face of the person emitting such heat was pressed tightly right on top of my most sensitive place—namely, my crotch.
And every time that person made that aforementioned Snnnnffff…♡ sound, the air was violently vacuumed right out of my underwear.
It was a suction power of such intensity that I thought the inside of my underwear might have turned into a total vacuum.
Since such a thing was being done to me… if I hadn’t felt something out of place there, I thought it would conversely be an odd thing.
Therefore…
I pulled back the duvet.
Naturally, the true identity of the discomfort would exist there.
An overly well-regulated, gender-neutral beauty visible amidst short black hair, and huge breasts pushing up her chest that could be called disproportionate to those facial features.
There was only one person in this world who possessed such easily recognizable characteristics.
”……What are you doing since morning, Haruka-san?” I asked.
The person who was in that spot where I pulled back the duvet was a beautiful girl taking deep breaths with the tip of her nose pressed against the underwear I was wearing.
Eyes that seemed feverish, tears overflowing from the corners of her narrowed large eyes, cheeks flushed pink, lips shining as if wet—the one who was there was Haruka-san, showing off a completely excited female face.
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Summary:
Waking up to an intoxicating sweet fragrance, the protagonist discovers an array of highly irregular sounds and tactile sensations coming from beneath his own duvet. Upon pulling back the blanket, he catches Haruka-san completely flushed and red-faced with her nose buried directly into his underwear. Confronting her immediately, he demands to know exactly what she is doing, leaving the true motive behind her explicit morning actions entirely open
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Trivia:
- The narrator notes that ninety-nine out of one hundred people would naturally find Haruka’s baseline body odor highly pleasant.
- The story explicitly serves as a side timeline narrative moment situated closely behind Part 2, Section 7 of the main web novel release layout
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Character Insight:
Haruka-san displays an intense, uncharacteristic physical obsession with the protagonist’s personal scent, completely abandoning her composure to fulfill her fixation.
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Glossary:
Notes:
• Haruka – Haruka, known as “The Prince,” is a beautiful Holy Priest and Heavenly King with an androgynous face, short black hair, huge breasts, and a nice body. Behind her composed grace and elite healing magic lie burn scars and intense masochistic, submissive desires. Obsessed with Hirosawa’s scent, she falls into an unhinged, aroused state when denied intimacy, while also being tied to Mana, Kosaka, and Kanade.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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