We lay tangled together for a long moment, our breathing slowly returning to normal in the quiet room.

Then, Hikari shifted beside me. Without a word, she moved down my body. Her eyes met mine, holding a mixture of deep affection and lingering shyness, before she lowered her head.

Her tongue, warm and soft, began to lap gently at my spent cock, cleaning away the sticky mixture of our juices. She took her time, moving her tongue slowly. When she was finished, she looked up at me, a faint, loving smile gracing her lips.

"All clean." She whispered, before coming back against my side, her head finding its place on my shoulder.

As we lay there in the afterglow, Hikari traced gentle circles on my chest with her finger.

“Hikari-san. Can I lay on your lap?”

“So needy.”

A warm smile spread across her face. She carefully shifted, sitting up against the wall and guiding my head onto her soft thighs.

Her fingers immediately began combing through my hair.

"Is this comfortable?" she asked softly.

"Perfect."

As I lay with my head in her lap, my gaze was drawn to the gentle swell of her breasts above me. Almost instinctively, I turned and nuzzled against one, taking her already sensitive nipple into my mouth with a soft, suckling pull.

"Ah...!" she gasped, her fingers stilling in my hair for a moment before resuming their gentle strokes. "Souta-kun... you really never get enough, do you?"

I released her with a soft pop. "I just can't help it."

She looked down at me, her expression filled with shyness. "Why do you love them so much? You’re always staring at them too…"

“Did I get caught? They’re so big and beautiful, I can’t help it.”

“Women can tell when they’re being stared at. Don’t do it to anyone else.”

“Even if you say that, I only look at yours.”

“Souta-kun. I’m old, you know.”

“You’re the only one who would say that. And also, I’ve been in love with you my entire life.”

“Cute. So cute. Pervert.”

“Hikari-san, I don’t know why, but it turns me on when you say it like that.”

“S-Souta-kun? Why are you getting hard again..?”

“It’s your fault.”

“Do you want to put it in again..?”

“Can you use your hand? I want to stay on your lap and suck on your nipples, it’s comfortable.”

“Such a bad boy.”

Her hand wrapped around me. As she began to stroke me slowly, I returned my mouth to her nipple, suckling in time with the rhythm of her hand.

"Mmh... you taste so good." I whispered against her skin, my hips beginning to rock gently into her grasp.

Her thumb played with my tip. "Getting this hard just from my milk... you really are hopeless."

The dual sensations were overwhelming. The sweet warmth in my mouth, the pleasure of her hand. My movements became more urgent, my sucking rougher.

"Hikari-san... I'm close..."

"Then come for me. Let it all out, Souta-kun." She whispered.

That was all it took. I spilled into her hand, my body shuddering as she milked me through every last pulse.

“Souta-kun. You don’t think it’s weird that I’m still lactating..?”

“I think it’s super sexy. I’d be sad if I didn’t get to drink your milk. I could drink it everyday.”

“I might need to get an IV if you keep drinking it…”

“So don’t be self-conscious. Everything you are, I’ll take it all.”

“Thank you, Souta-kun. You really know how to make a woman feel good.”

“Hikari-san, I’m curious about something though.”

“What is it?”

“Do your nipples just go back in naturally?”

“W-why do you need to know that..!?”

“I’m just curious. Won’t you tell me?”

“W-well… if it’s not hard, it’ll just go back in…”

“Is that so? It’s cute.”

A full body shiver went through Hikari.

“Just be quiet and sleep already!”

“Is it fine if I sleep like this?”

“Yes.”

“Then, I’ll sleep now, Hikari-mama.”

“Good night, Souta-kun.”

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As Souta fell asleep on Hikari’s lap, reality began to set in for her.

How did it get to this point?

Actually, more importantly, when did she start feeling this way?

Was it when they first went to the water park together?

When they starting cooking together?

When they went on that date?

Perhaps it was the combination of everything.

She began to see Souta as a man.

She began to look forward to seeing him everyday.

Deep inside, she knew. The moment when everyday she saw Souta became a good day.

When she wanted to tease him and get his reaction by choosing a sexy swimsuit for pool day.

When she started to get flustered talking to him.

The emotions began to boil over.

The alcohol gave her all the courage to try once.

The moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?

She wasn’t expecting anything much. All she was hoping for was a light, teasing reply.

So when he kissed her, everything went blank.

In the first place, isn’t it too much to go this wild on the first day?

How many times did she come today?

…Too many times.

I said so many dirty things during sex..! Why did I moan like that..?

How am I going to face Souta-kun tomorrow?

Or Kotoha?

A wave of panic came.

But when she remembered Souta’s words to leave everything to him, she calmed down again.

But why did we have sex today..?

We could’ve gone on more dates. Go on a candlelit dinner, and I could’ve taken the lead as the older lady in a love hotel.

Was I really that horny today? Why didn’t I resist..?

It was the alcohol.

It was the alcohol.

It was the alcohol!

But looking at his sleeping face like this. All that fills my heart is warmth.

At the very least, I got to have sex and see such a vulnerable side of you. I got to experience mind bending pleasure with you.

So…

So please give me an answer that will make us all happy, Souta-kun. I am trusting you with my happiness.

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That night, I dreamed about my previous life again.

In my previous life, after the breakup with Kotoha, I had simply ceased to function.

I stayed in my new apartment without going anywhere. I lay in bed for days that bled into weeks, a hollow shell. Food held no appeal. I became physically sick but I lacked the will to care for it.

Ding dong!

A delivery? They could leave it at the door.

Ding dong!

Ding dong!

Ding dong!

"So annoying…"

The ringing finally stopped and I could go back to sleep.

The click of a lock turning. Footsteps in my doorway, then down the hall. My door open.

"Souta-kun. I'm coming in."

Who…?

Light from the hallway framed a familiar silhouette. It was Hikari.

"As I thought. You've let yourself become a mess."

"Why..?"

"Just stay there. I'll make you something you can eat."

I lacked the strength to protest. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the darkness again.

Time passed. A gentle hand shook my shoulder. "Souta-kun? Souta-kun, wake up now."

I forced my eyes open. Hikari was there, her face a portrait of concern.

"Food is ready. I made a very soft porridge. You need to eat something to get your strength back."

She carefully propped me up with pillows, her movements filled with care. She didn't just hand me the bowl. She lifted the spoon herself, blowing on it gently before bringing it to my lips. It was the kind of care given to a child.

"Hikari-san? Why are you here?"

"How could I not come?" she replied simply, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Her hand brushed my cheek, then pressed against my forehead.

"You're burning up. Do you have any medicine?"

"Top left cabinet. In the kitchen."

She fed me the pills with a sip of water, then sighed. "If you're both going to be this heartbroken, why did you let her go in the first place?"

"Then, is Kotoha..?"

"She's worse than you. I've been taking care of her for days. I only managed to slip away to check on you now."

"You didn't need to."

"Just be quiet and rest. Let me take care of this."

And so began the days of Hikari's visits. Every day, without fail, she arrived with porridge and medicine. She washed my sheets, aired out the room, and sat with me in silence when I didn’t want to talk.

When the fever finally broke, she kept coming. She came until color returned to my face, until I could hold a spoon myself.

One afternoon, as I sipped tea she had made, she asked softly, "Will you tell me? Why it ended?"

"I was too scared. Scared of losing someone important again. I couldn't... I couldn't let her all the way in."

"Souta-kun, no two people can ever understand each other completely. That's the work of a lifetime. Maybe she wasn't the one meant to do that work with you. It breaks my mother's heart a little, though. I truly thought you were the one for her."

"It hurts more when you say it like that."

"I'm sorry. That was thoughtless of me. I just... wanted to see my daughter happy. And you, too."

"Thank you for coming, Hikari-san. I never thought I'd see you again after..."

"Don't be silly. Even if you have no one else, you will always have me. Remember that."

When I finally found the courage to stand on my own, to leave the apartment and face the world, the visits stopped. I wasn’t that I didn’t want to see her. But she reminded me too much of Kotoha. Her face, her smile, her laughter, it was all too similar.

I wouldn't see her again for a long, long time.