Christmas has passed.

    The academy is on vacation and the end of the year is approaching.

    Having just returned from the Comic Fest with Carlyle two days ago, Vita met up with her old friend Sasha Noah.

    We sat together in a cafe and chatted for hours, and the time came to part ways.

    “That was fun, Shasha.”

    “Oh, me too. What an honor it is for Miss Bianca, who is so busy, to call me.”

    “What are you talking about again… ”

    Shasha with a mischievous expression.

    “Then, Bianca.”

    What Shasha whispered in his ear next made Vita feel embarrassed.

    “Try to flirt with your beloved husband once?”

    In an instant, Vita’s face turned red, and when she was about to refute him, Sasha was already running away, sticking out her little tongue.

    “Then, see you next time-!”

    Vita couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the sight of him moving away while waving his hands briskly.

    ‘Anyway, really…’

    Still, it was quite enjoyable to meet Shasha outside and talk to her after such a long time. I guess what I just did was called girls’ talk.

    A time just for women, sitting in a cafe for hours and chatting about various things.

    They talk about makeup and coordination. It wasn’t a topic that originally interested Vita, but it changed after she became a woman. It’s a hobby she started to look good to Carlyle, but it feels like it’s secretly a good fit for her.

    -How about Emily…?

    -Well, not yet.

    I also told Emily’s story.

    My relationship with Emily is still awkward, but I guess that’s not strange.

    From Emily’s perspective, it’s understandable that her childhood friend and her friend, whom she’s always liked, are dating each other.

    But that doesn’t mean there’s been no progress in his relationship with Emily.

    -Actually, we had lunch together the day before the graduation ceremony.

    -Oh, really…?

    There was no particular story.

    Just how have you been, where are you going to school, and the story of Sasha Noah, the one thing they have in common.

    -The story about you crying because you’re lonely these days, and other small stories like that. It was more enjoyable than I thought.

    -Oh, that’s too much…

    The conversation slyly avoided important topics that were difficult to bring up, but one thing was clear.

    Emily doesn’t hate herself at least. She’s sorting things out.

    ‘If you hated me from the beginning…’

    I probably wouldn’t have even given that letter to Carlyle. Even then, Emily was helping me.

    ‘Maybe around graduation time, when Emily’s mind is in order, the three of us can meet again.’

    So, just like before. Sasha, myself, and Emily.

    After that, the conversation with Sasha returned to a lighter tone.

    – Seriously, Bianca. I’m so lonely these days…

    She said she felt particularly lonely because it was winter, but she also listened to her cute friend’s story with a vague smile, to the point where it made her wonder why she couldn’t date a guy.

    -What about Carlyle Schultz? What did you two do on Eve?

    At those words, Vita’s face turned slightly red.

    I went to Comic Fest. It felt like a date, just like any other time. I looked around at cosplayers and saw a lot of things, but what I really remember is that hot night.

    I cosplayed too. I became a magical girl…

    -Okay, that’s fine. I understand even if you don’t listen.

    Sasha clicked her tongue and Vita’s face turned red, not knowing where to look.

    Sasha prides herself on being a love expert when it comes to theory, so Vita heard many different stories from her. Most of them were interesting stories because they gave her a new perspective.

    -You have to have a flirtation, Bianca! Don’t show off your love. In a relationship, the woman is supposed to take the lead.

    -Is that so…?

    On the way home. Vita thought back to what Sasha had said earlier.

    -You’ve never fought before…? Huh, that’s a lie…

    -No, is it true?

    Really never.

    Carlyle is very affectionate and understanding. And to be honest, Vita herself doesn’t know what to do because she likes Carlyle too much.

    The only thing these two fight about is something like this.

    Carlyle would come to see me every day after work. Vita was worried that it might be hard for him. So she told him that he didn’t have to come every day, but Carlyle didn’t even pretend to listen to her.

    [I told you, you don’t have to come every day.]

    Vita once said something to Carlyle. She was being rude.

    But what did Carlyle say back then?

    [I’m coming because I want to. Not for you. But if you don’t like it, I’ll do as you say.]

    It’s not that I hate it at all. To be honest, I like it.

    So Vita had nothing more to say.

    [I just… was worried that you might be tired.]

    [Hehe, it’s okay. I really appreciate your kind words, though.]

    After that, I remember that we got into a good mood and slowly kissed, then grabbed each other’s collars and went into the room.

    Should I call that a fight?

    ‘I was a little passionate after that…’

    Vita couldn’t tell the truth, her face red. She was too embarrassed to tell.

    ***

    -Hmm, that’s weird…? I heard that when you start dating, you fight a lot in the beginning.

    So, although there is no part that matches with what Shasha said, Vita also thought about it.

    ‘Should I do as Shasha says…?’

    According to Sasha, it is not good for a woman to show off that she likes a man too much.

    I heard that sometimes you have to bounce things off a little so that the other person feels attracted to you, and that you can get tired of a relationship that is too smooth.

    -There needs to be an appropriate amount of tension for a relationship to be good.

    Vita agreed with Shasha, who seemed to have become arrogant for some reason.

    The important thing is not why Sasha, who seems so knowledgeable about love theory, can’t actually date.

    As Sasha said, if Carlyle gets sick of me, then after imagining it, he gets a little serious.

    -Try it today. I’m telling you, what I said is true.

    -Okay, okay.

    I think it’s about that much, and although it’s a vague statement, I was persuaded.

    If you like bouncing, there’s no reason you can’t do it.

    I think I want to be attractive to Carlyle Schultz in the future, always.

    ‘Okay, good.’

    Vita Shamal decided to give it a try today.

    Should I tell Carlyle not to come back after work? Should I delay replying to his texts?

    ‘But I don’t like either of them… Hmm, what should I do?’

    While she was worrying, Vita finally arrived in front of her house. And as she was about to open the door, someone hugged her from behind.

    “Where have you been, Bianca?”

    The voice of Carlyle Schultz.

    Along with him, Vita’s delicate body is trapped in his wide arms.

    A body odor wafting through the nose, a refreshing scent.

    My heart, which was momentarily surprised, soon became relieved.

    “Ka, Carlyle…?”

    When I recognize that it’s Carlyle’s arms, I feel good for no reason and my head becomes stiff like an idiot.

    ‘Fry, bounce…’

    I decided to give it a try, but I was thinking about it until just now, so I’m thinking about it.

    For some reason, my thoughts stop when I hear the low sound ringing in my ears.

    “Why is there no answer…?”

    A large man’s palm carefully touches my forehead. An arm resting on my waist pulls me closer.

    “It doesn’t seem like a cold. I don’t have a fever.”

    A worried look.

    Carlyle Schultz’s worries, Carlyle Schultz’s body odor, Carlyle Schultz’s warmth. All of these are affections directed solely at me, and Vita becomes a fool. She becomes a fool of love.

    Okay, this is it.

    I can’t seem to bounce it off.

    Because reason says so.

    In the end, Vita’s choice was decided.

    Without realizing it, I find myself hanging onto the other person’s arms.

    She rubbed her soft, small head against Carlyle’s chest, then looked up into his golden eyes with longing eyes.

    -I might get sick of you.

    I don’t take seriously what my friend Sasha said. She’s a weird friend, so I thought, “Well, that’s just how it is.” But I still like Carlyle too much.

    “Okay, I like it.”

    Do you know my heart?

    So, from now on.

    Don’t get tired of me.

    If this very moment were a scene from a cartoon, wouldn’t there definitely be hearts in your eyes?

    ‘Yeah, I guess so.’

    Vita, a nerd, suddenly imagines something like that and realizes that he is now beyond redemption.

    “I met Shasha.”

    “Ah, Shasha… ?”

    I wondered why Bianca had suddenly become cute, and then I found out why. That strange girl must have said something strange, so Carlisle, who had been hesitating for a moment, started to chuckle.

    He runs his hands through her soft, blond hair, and presses his lips to her small, pretty forehead. He takes advantage of this opportunity.

    “I like it a little better when you say you love me.”

    The answer comes right away.

    “Yeah, I love you. I really love you. Carlyle, you idiot moron.”

    Bianca, with her eyes tightly shut, hugged my body with both arms and whined.

    Carlyle chuckled after hearing Sasha’s story.

    “Bianca, you’re the best at bouncing.”

    “Huh, me…?”

    There’s no way I can stand it.

    It was so cute that Carlyle thought he was going crazy.

    “I’ve never bounced before… ”

    “Still bouncing off.”

    There is no such thing as a naive cat who pretends to be so innocent.

    “Always pretending not to know while fooling the other person is what makes you repulsive.”

    “Wha, what the…! When did I get possessed… ”

    Vita turned her head with a slightly red face. At the same time, she asked Carlyle with a slightly timid attitude.

    “But why did you come so quickly…?”

    Carlyle Schultz answered in a pretty and elegant voice.

    “Today is the day before Christmas, so they’re finishing up quickly. Let’s go inside first.”

    “Oh, yeah.”

    Bringing Carlyle into the house is a natural thing. There is no hesitation at all.

    As soon as the front door closes, a fierce flames break out.

    The two lips are covered, and the clothes are hastily taken off.

    “Why are you so cute today?”

    “You, only to you… ”

    “To me, what…?”

    “Don’t tell the fool… Aaah, uh-”

    A couple who are fools to each other are having a blast.

    Tiring- Tiring-

    A phone call came.

    ***

    Tiring- Tiring-

    [Dear Mother, Mrs. Emma]

    Vita checked her phone and ended up covering her mouth.

    It was a call from my parents, but the timing was just not good.

    Vita began to hurriedly straighten her clothes.

    Run to the mirror in your room and check if there are any strange spots or hickeys.

    First, check it out.

    It would be a bit awkward if they caught me with Carlyle, and even if they were caught having an affair.

    ‘Father will be there too…’

    It’s embarrassing, and my father still doesn’t know that I’m seeing Carlyle.

    If I get caught in the same room with a guy, I’m going to be in trouble for a lot of reasons.

    -Are you out of your mind?! Come down to your parents’ house right now!

    Because such a curse might fall on him. Vita still felt indebted to her father.

    A perfectly normal son suddenly turned into a daughter, and the father was clearly not pleased about this.

    “Why, who are you?”

    “Father, parents… ”

    So Vita urgently pushed Carlyle out. Out of the door.

    “Go somewhere else for a second. This is a video call.”

    “Ah, video… ”

    Carlyle also seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation and left the room obediently with a bewildered expression.

    I felt like the squeaky appearance was somehow cute, and I felt bad about having to hide it.

    Vita also thought that she was seriously ill.

    But you have to answer the phone. It’s your parents’ call.

    “Hmm, ah-”

    After raising her voice for no reason and checking the mirror once more, Vita answered the phone.

    -Oh, Mom.

    – Long time no see, daughter.

    A lively voice is heard.

    Now it feels natural to call her daughter. Vita had asked her parents for a favor before.

    She said that she was ready to live as a woman from now on, so she asked them to just treat her as their daughter. So recently, she has been consciously calling her Bianca and calling her daughter.

    -How are you? Are you eating well? There’s not much time left in the year, so I thought I’d contact you.

    -Oh, yes. I’m doing well.

    Vita smiled vaguely.

    To be honest, I’ve been doing really well lately.

    I’m so sorry that I haven’t been able to contact your parents lately because I’ve been so focused on Carlyle.

    -I’m sorry I haven’t been able to contact you. I’ve been a little busy lately…

    -No, daughter.

    My mother stopped talking.

    And a moment of silence. My mother’s faint smile somehow feels uneasy.

    -It seems like you’re doing well. By the way, how’s your friend, Carlyle, doing?

    -Ah, yes…?

    Vita was slightly embarrassed.

    No way, no.

    Did his mother notice that he and Carlyle were together? But how?

    Vita checked her clothes somewhat hurriedly, but there was nothing strange.

    This gave my mother more confidence, and she was completely unaware that my hair was slightly disheveled and my cheeks were slightly flushed.

    -No, sir. What on earth are you talking about?

    -There’s just something like that.

    Nagging parents.

    In fact, his mother already knows of Carlyle’s existence.

    That’s not all. I told you before that we’re dating, so the only one who doesn’t know is your father.

    -Anyway, Bianca.

    In the meantime, it seems that his mother, Emma Shamal, who is number one in the family hierarchy, has overpowered his father.

    -I called to talk about this. Are you coming down to your hometown next week?

    -Yes, of course.

    Of course, I took a vacation, and I plan to spend the last day of the year and the new year at my parents’ house.

    -See you then, daughter. In the meantime, stay healthy.

    -Yes, yes, you two too.

    The phone call that came like a storm was cut off again like a storm.

    – B, Bianca…! Who the hell is Carlyle?!

    It seemed as if she could hear her father’s voice, but Vita tried hard to ignore it.

    ‘I’m sorry, Father… I don’t have the courage to say it yet… ‘

    Tiring- Tiring-

    The texts came one after another. They were from my mother.

    -It’s something you can’t hide from your father forever. It’s not shameful.

    -Don’t be too scared, Mom knows how much you depend on that child. Well, maybe you should come with Carlisle in the coming New Year?

    Vita was a little ticklish.

    ‘With Carlyle at home…?’

    He’s a nice, decent guy. So maybe my father will look at him favorably after meeting Carlyle in person.

    After thinking for a moment, Vita went out of the room.

    ***

    “Okay, I should go.”

    These were the words of Carlyle Schultz, who had heard the whole story.

    “You have to get your parents’ approval anyway.”

    “Hmm, but still… ”

    Vita bit her lip and couldn’t shake off her hesitation. Because she felt sorry.

    “If it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to go… ”

    It’s probably something Carlyle doesn’t like to do. Besides, he’s a little worried.

    “My father is picky. So he might hurt your feelings.”

    “It’s okay, I.”

    Instead, Vita’s head was momentarily blanked out by Carlyle’s snickering question.

    “You’re not getting married?”

    Marriage. The word itself has such a strange feel to it.

    Carlyle Schultz approached her and the delicate woman’s body was once again embraced in his arms.

    “Huh? Bianca. I will continue to work hard for that.”

    For example, going to my parents’ house together in the coming New Year is part of that effort. Carlyle Schultz has been saying so.

    Vita’s chest is pounding and her heart is beating fast.

    I can’t help but smile.

    Of course I like it myself, but for some reason I feel bad about admitting it so easily, so I feel needlessly angry.

    If I answer yes right away, I feel like I’m losing.

    “Looking at what you’re doing.”

    Carlyle Schultz couldn’t help but chuckle at the similar reply that said to continue doing well in the future.

    See, even now. It’s bouncing off again.

    Isn’t she the type of woman who is naturally prone to being reckless?

    But I won’t say anything because it looks cute.

    “I’ll do well, in the future too… ”

    Speaking in a low voice, Carlyle tilts his head ever so slightly. Their eyes meet and the mood settles again.

    I have to finish what I was doing.

    The two young men and women in the room are lovers and have unresolved desires.

    “Ugh… Wait a minute… ”

    So the air in the room soon becomes hot.

    All afternoon, the distance between them converged to almost zero. They were literally stuck together as if they were one body.

    It was perhaps natural, given the heated debate, that the two men’s event finally ended late in the evening.

    Vita spoke softly, resting her head on Carlyle’s broad chest and fidgeting with her hands.

    “I’m hungry… ”

    Carlyle chuckled softly at the sound, which sounded like a cute whining or a flirtation. He then stroked her delicate spine with his large hand.

    “What should I eat, then…?”

    Even if we just stay like this, I feel uneasy. I can hear your wheezing breathing and your heartbeat.

    side-

    Carlyle turned his opponent’s head, kissed his forehead, and then stood up first.

    “I’ll do something.”

    “Ah, wait a minute…!”

    Since it meant that she was going to cook, Vita also got up after her. Of course, her legs were a little shaky for a moment.

    “You can’t cook.”

    That’s really huge too!

    “But I can do it. For my girlfriend.”

    “No! Throw away the ingredients.”

    The two began to bicker.

    “You can buy the materials again.”

    “I told you you have no talent… ?”

    The two of them meow and head to the kitchen together.

    “Oh, really.”

    “No, is that all…?”

    “Yeah, it’s just that much, so why don’t you just come out?”

    You have to cook yourself.

    Vita put on her apron and pushed aside the large Carlyle to start cooking first. But of course, the process was not as easy as she had originally intended.

    Wearing a pink apron, and naked underneath.

    There is no way I can resist the temptation of that alluring rear end that is so openly visible.

    I wonder if he really knows what he’s doing or if he just doesn’t know.

    “Bianca, wait.”

    “… … !”

    Carlyle grabbed her slender waist, where she was just washing vegetables, and kissed her roughly again.

    The lips that had been quivering began to turn downwards. Vita’s face turned red and she soon let out a moan.

    “Ah, what… I’m preparing food.”

    “Is cooking important right now?”

    There is something more important.

    So the two of them have another hot time and eat a late dinner.

    “It’s hard, really… ”

    At first, it started with the woman’s loud voice.

    “Really, I’m sorry.”

    A soothing voice from the man, a chuckle.

    After that, there is a scene where the story of Dorandoran blossoms very naturally.

    “You know, Carlyle. They say that you fight a lot in the beginning of a relationship.”

    “Yeah, who…?”

    “Shasha told me.”

    “That may not be the case.”

    “As expected, right… ?”

    If two people lived together, they would probably fight over small and trivial things, but they are not living together yet.

    So, not yet.

    ‘I’d like to say hello to Bianca’s parents for the New Year…’

    Vita still doesn’t know what Carlyle’s plans are.

    “Want to watch some anime?”

    “Yeah, good.”

    After that, the two of them watched an anime together.

    Vita is in Carlyle’s arms, and Carlyle is in Vita’s arms. It’s so natural for the two of them to be so close to each other.

    After some time had passed in the meantime.

    Instead of chattering words, he heard soft breathing, and Carlyle Schultz got up, realizing that his lover had fallen asleep.

    He carries her small and delicate body in his arms and heads to her room.

    The room had a different atmosphere than when I first came. It had become more feminine and cute.

    He removes the doll from the bed and carefully lays the woman down.

    And then, quite naturally, he lies down next to her.

    I plan on sleeping in today, and I remember sleeping here several times already.

    “… Good night, Bianca.”

    As if responding to him, Bianca’s voice, absentminded and sleepy, is heard.

    “… Carlyle, I like you.”

    “Yeah, I know.”

    “… You know, I. I think I really love you.”

    “What does I love you mean…?”

    “… I don’t know, me too.”

    Anyway, she’s an interesting woman, so I can never get tired of her.

    It has been that way until now and it will definitely be that way in the future.

    Carlyle closed his eyes as he pressed his lips to her forehead and hugged her body.

    Maybe it’s because I used up a lot of energy, but I’m falling asleep quickly.

    Happiness is right next to you.

    So, without a thought of the smiles leaving their lips, the two lovers fell asleep in the warm year-end room.

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