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Their bodies, which had just separated, came together again, this time even closer than before.

"..." Shirakawa Natsumi's lips twitched. He reached out, wanting to push Xiao Nai away, but found that he had no leverage and could only let her hug him.

A warm, slightly damp sensation came from my thigh.

Shirakawa Natsu lowered her voice: "Nai, why don't you put on your stockings first?"

The two were in a very ambiguous position. The girl, dressed in a maid outfit, had her sheer black stockings pulled up to her buttocks, revealing her breasts, and the lower part of her short skirt was pressed tightly against his thighs.

Xiao Nai blushed and remained silent, pressing her face tightly against his chest.

Shirakawa Natsu felt a strange sensation on his thigh; the legs clamping around his thigh seemed to be gently rubbing against him.

"?"

The footsteps outside the bathroom faded away again.

“Miss Xiao Nai, you can go outside now.” Shirakawa Natsu reached out, trying to push her away, but her hand froze in mid-air.

He felt a strange wetness on his thigh.

Xiao Nai lifted her face from his arms, looked up and met his gaze; the blush on her face was so intense it seemed to drip blood.

Although Shirakawa Natsu couldn't see it, he could feel that there was a sticky area on his thigh, which was warm and seeped into his skin through the fabric.

"Excuse me, Miss Nai, may I leave?" Shirakawa Natsu asked softly.

Xiao Nai shook her head quickly, like a girl whose secret had been seen, at a loss, helpless, and afraid to let the person involved leave.

"You...you'll keep my secret, right?"

“Of course.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, her expression serious. “I don’t know you, and we won’t see each other again.”

Xiao Nai hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook her head: "No... no, I'm scared."

"What should we do?" Shirakawa Natsu felt the girl in his arms trembling, and there was no foothold for him to push her away.

“20 yen.” Xiao Nai said softly, “I need money. Just 20 yen is enough for me to be your lover. I will definitely not cause you any trouble.”

"?" A question mark appeared above Shirakawa Natsu's head. Faced with such an embarrassing situation, he couldn't figure out the connection between keeping her secret and giving her 20 yen to be his mistress.

This inexplicable development seems far-fetched no matter how you look at it.

Before he could answer, he felt Xiao Nai leave his thigh. He looked down and saw something glistening on his pants.

Xiao Nai put on her black stockings and leaned in before Bai Chuanxia could react.

"Wait, I need time to consider your suggestion." Shirakawa Natsu wanted to leave, but in this cramped space, there was no room for him to resist.

Xiao Nai had already placed her small hand on his belt and skillfully pulled it down.

"Is Master a stocking fetishist?" Xiao Nai blushed, but her hands moved with practiced ease. "Master has been peeking at my legs."

As she spoke, she ran her fingers along the sheer stockings on her thigh, then stretched out her foot and, to Shirakawa Natsu's astonishment, clamped it between her knees.

"Wait...wait, Miss Xiaonai, please have some self-respect. I'm not that kind of person." Shirakawa Natsu was instantly caught off guard, his face full of surprise. Everything had developed too quickly. He didn't have time to resist before he was squeezed into the girl's buttocks, the softness of her skin feeling like the silk of ultra-thin stockings.

Xiao Nai's movements were quite difficult. She supported her entire body weight on one foot, carefully clamping Xia Xia's knee with the other foot, pressing her body down on him to control his resistance. Her face showed a mixture of naivety and boldness, and her eyes were filled with a mixture of desire and cunning.

"Hoo-ha..." Shirakawa Natsu's breathing gradually became heavy, and his hand reached inside her maid outfit collar, attacking her chest.

Xiao Nai smiled slyly and guided his fingers into her mouth with her delicate hand.

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Within minutes, Shirakawa Natsu felt that it was almost time.

Xiao Naimei smiled and opened her mouth, pointing to her own little mouth.

Shirakawa Natsu shook her head.

She put her feet down, reached her fingers towards her abdomen, hooked the edge of her sheer black pantyhose, pulled it open at her abdomen, and covered it.

Shirakawa Natsu hugged her tightly, let out a long breath, and her body went limp.

"Master, I'm already your lover." Xiao Nai pressed her body against his, her small hands holding his through her stockings, gently tidying him up, her voice soft: "Any position is fine."

"Please stop what you're doing." Shirakawa Natsumi remained righteous and indignant: "I only love my girlfriend, and even if you force yourself on me, it won't change that fact."

"..." Xiao Nai's expression froze for a moment, and her hands stopped moving. Clearly, even she hadn't expected that Shirakawa Natsu, whose body was still covered by her stockings, could say such shameless things with such righteous indignation.

But the look of surprise only lasted for a moment before she smiled again: "Sorry, it's too late."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hashimoto Arina's voice rang out from outside the bathroom.

"Xia, are you in there?" Hashimoto Arina's voice came closer. "The staff said you weren't feeling well in there?"

Her voice was anxious as she pushed open the bathroom doors one by one: "Xia, where are you?"

Xiao Nai stuck out her little tongue at Shirakawa Natsu and winked mischievously.

At this point, what Shirakawa Natsu said was no longer important; he was playing with a girl he had just met in the bathroom, rubbing his penis in stockings, and there was no way to defend himself.

Hashimoto Arina, having received no reply from Shirakawa Natsu, grew increasingly anxious and pushed the third restroom door.

But Shirakawa Natsu was supporting him with her back, so she couldn't push him away.

Arina Hashimoto took out her phone outside and started making a call.

Xiao Nai carefully straightened his pants. Everything was under control. She looked up and met Bai Chuanxia's gaze.

The next second, Shirakawa Natsu also curled the corners of her mouth, revealing a strange smile.

Xiao Nai frowned.

Outside the restroom, Hashimoto Arina stopped dialing her phone because she heard a commotion outside.

A stern-looking married woman in a police uniform walked in, led by a staff member.

At the same time, Shirakawa Natsu suddenly kicked her leg back, and the bathroom door opened with a bang.

"Officer, help me!" Shirakawa Natsumi rushed to Hojo Maki: "The staff here forced me to keep her as a mistress, and this is the evidence."

As he spoke, he took out his phone, and the screen showed that it was recording audio.

Chapter 260 A Little Clingy

Hojo Maki's expression was serious, and her high-ranking police uniform gave her an imposing presence. However, at this moment, her expression still couldn't hide her strange look.

Shirakawa Natsu held up her phone with both hands, extending it in front of Hojo Maki, her expression solemn: "I put up a fierce resistance."

But it's no use. Now I'm seeking police assistance for indecent assault. Here's the evidence; please make a copy.

After he finished speaking, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Hojo Maki's gaze fell on Nami, who was dressed in a maid outfit and looked adorable. Her voice softened slightly: "Do you have anything to say to the police about this gentleman's accusations? What you say now will be used as evidence in our case."

Xiao Nai came out of the bathroom, her hands clasped together nervously, her big eyes filled with tears. She lowered her head, looking at her toes, her voice trembling: "I...I'm sorry, I just wanted to get Mr. Xia's attention. In the kitchen, I thought he also had feelings for me."

Her face showed fear and sadness at being hurt by the person she liked; her body trembled slightly, making her look pitiful.

Hashimoto Arina stared with her mouth agape, her gaze sweeping over Shirakawa Natsu and Kana, a hint of sadness on her face.

Xiao Nai's few words contained a wealth of information, sparking endless imagination.

All eyes turned to Shirakawa Natsumi; in an instant, he became the target of everyone's criticism.

Shirakawa Natsu raised an eyebrow. This little Nai was something else. He glanced around and realized that the situation was quite unfavorable for him. Even if he used Hojo Maki to take her away, he would still be seen as a scumbag who flirted with other women.

Hashimoto Arina didn't say anything, but her eyes showed sympathy when she looked at Nao.

Shirakawa Natsu knew he couldn't stay silent any longer, or something bad would happen. He looked at Xiao Nai and said, "I'm just an ordinary man, living a diligent life every day, which brings me happiness."

"My only dream is to wake up in the morning, draw back the curtains, and enjoy the feeling of sunlight streaming into the room with my wife."

As he said this, he turned to look at Arina Hashimoto: "I was wearing clothes that my wife had dried for me, which smelled of sunshine, and then I took my child, who was carrying a schoolbag, to school."

"These are what I pursue as an ordinary man."

He then turned to look at Xiao Nai: "And all of this is being destroyed by you, just because of your baseless claim that I have feelings for you. I will be burdened with a despicable charge, my wife will leave me, and my life will lose its sunshine."

He picked up his phone and waved it in the air: "Did I do something wrong? I was just protecting my basic rights. I just wanted to live a normal life with the people I love!"

Shirakawa Natsu's voice was firm and resounding, and the surroundings fell silent again. The gazes directed at him no longer held the disdain they had shown before, but instead held a hint of sympathy.

Such fabricated charges happen far too often in society, and for a moment many people present seemed to share a common indignation.

The nature of this relationship, which began as a young girl's affection, has escalated to become a microcosm of social injustice.

"Xia, I will always stand by your side." Hashimoto Arina walked up and took his hand.

“Sister Cai.” Shirakawa Natsuya also showed a touched expression.

As long as Cai believes him, there's nothing I can do about this girl.

"Alright." Hojo Maki interrupted with a frown, her gaze sweeping over everyone present: "We, the police, will provide the facts of the investigation. Please come with me."

She knew that crowds were easily swayed, and that no matter how eloquent one was, words alone could not conceal the truth unless one was in bed with someone.

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded, glancing at Nai out of the corner of his eye. If he went to the police station with her, it would only elicit sympathy from Ayane-nee.

This inexplicable girl's plan to sabotage his relationship with Youcai has failed.

"Excuse me, please come with me." Hojo Maki walked up to Nami.

Xiao Nai raised her head and looked at Bai Chuanxia. The pitiful look on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by an indescribable passion. She curled the corners of her mouth and revealed a bright smile: "I confess. I hate those couples who show off their love, so I couldn't help but ruin them~ hehe."

"What?" A gasp of surprise rang out from the crowd.

"Do you know what you're saying?" Hojo Maki frowned slightly. "Let me remind you again, anything you say now will be used as testimony."

"Relax, relax~" Xiao Nai winked at Shirakawa Natsu: "See you next time."

After she finished speaking, she said to Hojo Maki, "Auntie, I'll go with you, hehe."

Hojo Maki's brows furrowed even more; Nai's nonchalant expression displeased her.

She nodded to Shirakawa Natsu, indicating that he could leave, then pulled Kona up and they got into the police car together.

The moment Xiao Nai entered the police car, she suddenly turned her head, made a shooting motion towards Shirakawa Natsu's chest, and then blew him a kiss.

Watching the police car drive away.

"As expected, Natsumi still prefers little girls," Hashimoto Arina's voice murmured from the side.

"Her legs are so thin, straight and long, just as beautiful as Shana's. Xia, if you like them, take a few more glances."

"Ahem." Shirakawa Natsu coughed lightly. His little action had been discovered; he had indeed been looking at Nai's long legs in black stockings.

But this had nothing to do with being a stocking fetishist. He just thought those legs were long and straight, full of youthful charm, and looked very familiar with the sheer stockings, which is why he took a second look.

He turned his gaze to Hashimoto Arina, took her hand, and whispered, "Just like I said before, my dream is to live an ordinary and peaceful life with you and have a child."

Hearing the sudden sweet words, Hashimoto Arina blushed for no reason and turned her head away: "I haven't agreed to marry you yet, at least not until you graduate."

After she finished speaking, she took Shirakawa Natsu's hand and said, "Let's go, I'm not done playing yet."

“Okay.” Shirakawa Natsu took her hand in return and saw a mixture of expectation and embarrassment on Hashimoto Arina’s face.

The luckiest thing is to spend a lifetime with such an ordinary and kind girl.

The two did not participate in any more activities, and Hashimoto Arina shed the burden of being an elder that she had always maintained.

He walked ahead with light steps, recounting their past moments, as if trying to make up for the fact that they met relatively late in life.

The two ate another wasteful dinner that night, and finally went home satisfied.

Tokyo was still bustling at night. The two sat in a taxi, watching the night sky rush past the car window.

"Xia, I like you so much." Hashimoto Arina leaned on his shoulder after playing for a while.

"I know." Shirakawa Natsumi took her hand.

"No, I love you even more than you know." Hashimoto Arina, having let go of her elder-like airs, became a little clingy.

Even a mature woman who treats everyone with gentleness has moments when she wants to act cute.

"Is there anything you'd like to say, Sister Cai?" Shirakawa Natsumi asked with a smile.

"What?" Hashimoto Arina looked stunned.

"For example, wearing suspenders and sheer stockings," Shirakawa Natsumi laughed. "And nurse uniforms and high heels."

Hashimoto Arina is a doctor, but she doesn't have a nurse's uniform, which has always been Shirakawa Natsu's regret.

"Go to hell!" Hashimoto Arina's girlish posture vanished instantly, and she reached out to grab his leg.