Chapter 338

By the moonlight, one could see Sonoko's small face.

Although not as beautiful as Ran, she was very cute and playful.

A beauty was lying right beside him, completely defenseless; Akaso Kaze only needed to move a dozen centimeters to touch her.

It was practically just a matter of reaching out.

However, was Akaso Kaze the kind of person with no class?

He would absolutely not force a girl, but rather wait for them to throw themselves into his arms.

Of course, appropriate assistance was still needed.

Basic Magic, Wind Pillar Technique.

Sonoko suddenly felt a bit chilly behind her back.

It was summer now, so she wasn't wearing much, and was covered even less.

Especially with that little breeze whistling behind her back, it made one feel a bit scared.

Sonoko didn't dare to look back.

She moved her body stealthily toward Akaso Kaze.

One centimeter, five centimeters, ten centimeters.

Soon, she arrived in front of Akaso Kaze.

A wave of warm breath rushed toward her.

It formed a sharp contrast with the cold wind behind her.

So warm!

Sonoko couldn't help but nudge forward a bit more.

She tentatively lifted Akaso Kaze's arm and placed it behind her.

Then she burrowed her entire little body into Akaso Kaze's embrace.

The wind outside disappeared immediately.

Akaso Kaze's embrace was like a seal, blocking all the cold air.

Sonoko closed her eyes comfortably.

So safe, so warm!

In the darkness, the corners of Akaso Kaze's mouth curled up, revealing a smile.

Early in the morning, Akaso Kaze was woken up by being pressed upon.

Drowsily opening his eyes, he discovered that Sonoko was lying entirely on top of him.

She was hugging his body tightly like a koala.

The clothes were already very thin, and he could feel the softness and heat on his body.

The pleasant scent of shampoo in Sonoko's hair and the faint fragrance on her body kept drilling into his nose.

Akaso Kaze tried to push her off a little.

Sonoko was hugging him very tightly and couldn't be pulled away at all.

However, this tugging did wake her up.

"Hmm?"

Sonoko lifted her little head with sleepy eyes and barely managed to open them.

Then, she saw the handsome face just inches away, only a few centimeters from her own.

Sonoko's big eyes fluttered a few times, and she fell into a daze.

When she came to her senses, her cheeks turned bright red in a flash.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Akaso Kaze asked with a smile.

Sonoko's face turned even redder.

But as her hands felt the warmth of Akaso Kaze's body, she felt a faint reluctance to let go just like that.

After struggling for a while, she secretly gave Akaso Kaze a firm hug before pretending she had just realized what was happening, letting go, and lying back on her own bedding.

As soon as she returned to her side, she buried her entire face in the pillow, not daring to make eye contact with Akaso Kaze at all.

Watching Sonoko's fair neck and small ears turn completely red, Akaso Kaze couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This girl is truly too cute.

The next day, Michiwaki Masahiko did not appear.

Akaso Kaze led Sonoko to the restaurant that was rumored to have ghosts.

The ghosts were, of course, fake.

Generally, without special circumstances, ghosts simply cannot live that long.

In the restaurant, they actually ran into Kyogoku Makoto again.

He looked at Akaso Kaze and Sonoko with a gloomy expression.

After finishing their meal, Akaso Kaze and Sonoko prepared to drive back to Tokyo.

Taking the opportunity while Sonoko went to the restroom, Kyogoku Makoto gathered his courage and walked over.

"You cannot protect her."

Kyogoku Makoto said very seriously.

"Do you know who I am?" Akaso Kaze felt it was somewhat funny.

Kyogoku Makoto shook his head and introduced himself with confidence: "I am the All-Japan Karate Champion, undefeated in four hundred consecutive matches, and hold the title of 'The Kicking Prince'."

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His meaning was very clear.

No matter who the other person was, it was impossible for them to be better than him.

Akaso Kaze looked at him with a strange smile.

This person seems a bit silly.

What era is this, and he's still planning to duel.

Relying on brute force to fight over a woman—do I need to do that?

Shaking his head, he put his arm around the returning Sonoko, swaggered into the sports car, stepped on the gas, and sped off toward the road home.

Leaving behind only Kyogoku Makoto, who wore an unconvinced expression.

Just as Kyogoku Makoto returned to the inn, a noisy sound suddenly rang out from outside.

"The criminal has been found; he actually committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

"Where?"

"Just a hundred meters away from here."

Kyogoku Makoto frowned slightly, turned around, and walked out.

Walking about a hundred meters along the forest path, the front was blocked by police.

Kyogoku Makoto stood there, looking not far away.

Michiwaki Masahiko's corpse was on the ground, leaning against a tree trunk, his right hand gripping a dagger that had been plunged into his own chest.

His face was full of terror.

His eyes stared blankly ahead, filled with fear and despair.

"The bones in this guy's body are all fractured, but there are no signs of an attack."

"It's very likely caused by falling from a high place."