A Love I Shouldn't Feel-Chapter 110: Home and Heart ( )

Kyouko slid off the bed, her bare body glowing in the soft afternoon light. Haruki stayed where he was, eyes following her as she moved across the room with her usual, effortless grace.

She picked up her panties first—white, delicate—and stepped into them slowly, pulling them up her thighs with smooth, practiced movements. Then her bra—lace, matching. She reached behind her back and clipped it on with a soft click, her breasts lifting gently into place.

Haruki didn’t say a word.

Just watched.

Mesmerized.

Next came her leggings. She sat on the edge of the bed and slipped one foot in, then the other, pulling the fabric up—tight, hugging every line of her lower body. Her curves slid back into view, and the waistband settled around her slim waist with a quiet snap.

She looked over her shoulder, smiling faintly.

"You wait here... I’m going home to change into something more casual, okay?"

Haruki nodded slowly, eyes still on her.

"Okay~"

Kyouko leaned down, kissed his cheek, and stepped out of the room—soft footsteps fading down the hall.

Haruki sat there for a moment, letting out a quiet breath.

Then he got up, still nude, stretching slightly before pulling on his boxers and heading to the kitchen.

He unpacked the groceries she bought earlier, hands moving without much thought.

Vegetables into the lower compartment.

Meat into the fridge drawer. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Seasonings and sauces into the pantry.

Each item she picked was something he liked.

It made him smile.

She hadn’t just come over to see him.

She came to take care of him.

Even in the smallest ways.

Kyouko stepped outside, the sunlight kissing her skin as the warm Okinawa air wrapped around her. She walked straight to the car, hips swaying gently, leggings hugging every curve.

She opened the door, slipped inside, and started the engine.

Before shifting into gear, she looked toward the house.

Haruki was still standing there—just inside the doorway.

Still bare.

Chest exposed.

And lower...

Still completely exposed.

Kyouko’s eyes widened. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief.

She hit the horn once—sharp and quick.

Haruki blinked.

She pointed through the windshield, eyes narrowing, mouthing silently:

That dick is mine. Don’t show it off to anyone.

Haruki froze.

Then grinned.

Kyouko shook her head slowly, still smiling, then put the car in gear and pulled away—her heart full, her body still sore, and her mind already imagining what she’d wear when she came back...

Something casual.

But something he could peel off later.

Just for him.

Kyouko drove through the quiet Okinawa streets, her fingers light on the steering wheel, a soft smile lingering on her lips. The wind brushed through the open window, cooling her slightly flushed skin.

She turned into the familiar driveway and parked in front of her parents’ home.

The engine stopped.

She grabbed her purse from the passenger seat, stepped out, and walked slowly toward the front door—calm, composed, her legs still a little weak, though she hid it well.

"I’m home!" she called out gently as she slid the door open.

Hanako appeared almost immediately, wiping her hands on a small towel. Her eyes widened slightly in surprise.

"Welcome home... You were jogging until afternoon!?"

"Ah, no, Mom," Kyouko smiled, brushing back a loose strand of hair. "After the jog, I stopped by a nearby café. Got caught up scrolling through my phone... I didn’t even notice the time."

Hanako gave a light chuckle and stepped aside to let her in.

"Oh... Have you eaten?"

"Yes," Kyouko replied with a gentle nod, slipping off her shoes. "Just a light bite."

Hanako gave her a curious look, eyes narrowing just a little. "Hmm? Kyouko?"

"Yes?" she replied calmly, placing her purse by the entry shelf.

"You look like you’re planning to go somewhere again."

Kyouko tilted her head slightly, her smile never fading.

"Ah... I was checking social media," she said airily, "and then started thinking it might be nice to walk around a little. You know, enjoy myself. A little me time~"

Hanako laughed. "Still wandering like a teenager, I swear..."

Kyouko just smiled sweetly.

"Mom?" Kyouko called softly as she placed her purse on the entry shelf. "You don’t mind if I borrow your car?"

Hanako looked up from the kitchen doorway. "I don’t. But are you sure you want to walk around alone? How about taking Kenji or Keiko with you?"

"Ah~ no~" Kyouko laughed gently, waving her hand. "I want to relax by myself. But... if you want to join me, Mom, I wouldn’t mind~"

Hanako chuckled, drying her hands. "No, I don’t think your father can survive without me. Besides, we already have plans after this."

"Oh~ date?"

Hanako gave her daughter a sharp look, then laughed. "No, you silly."

"Okay~" Kyouko sang playfully and turned toward the hallway.

She slipped into her room and closed the door quietly behind her.

The sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting soft light over her wardrobe.

She opened the closet and began browsing. She didn’t want anything too flashy. Not too sexy. Just something nice. Something cute. Feminine.

Something that would make Haruki’s eyes follow her everywhere without making anyone else stare too long.

After a short pause, she picked a light dress with soft colors and a gentle silhouette—casual but with just enough elegance to hint at something special.

Before slipping it on, she chose a matching black bra and panties set—silky and fitted, hugging her body perfectly.

The way she liked.

The way he liked.

Once dressed, she sat at her small vanity and adjusted her hair—not overly styled, but soft, neat, and subtly charming.

She stood, took one last glance in the mirror, and smiled.

Then, with her purse in hand, she walked back toward the front door.

"Father, Mother—I’m going~" she said sweetly, her voice calm and light.

"Be careful," Kitayama called from the living room.

"Yes, Father."

Hanako looked up from her seat. "When will you be home?"

Kyouko slipped on her shoes and gave a small, elegant shrug.

"I don’t know... depends. Maybe by evening, or a bit later."

"Don’t be too late, okay?"

"I won’t~" she answered, voice cheerful.

And just like that, the door closed behind her.

But in her heart...

She was already back in his arms.

( End Of Chapter )