Chapter 181: Kisaki Eri, you have a hickey on your neck!

He let her wrap her arms around his neck.

"Eh? How did you grow taller than me?"

Sato Miwako was unsteady on her feet.

She raised her arms to compare their heights.

Her beautiful eyes froze the moment they met Hoshino Ki’s gaze.

She spread her hands and slapped them onto Hoshino Ki’s face.

"......"

Hoshino Ki lowered his eyes.

It didn't hurt, but it was annoying.

"Mwah, mwah, mwah!"

Sato Miwako closed her eyes and kissed Hoshino Ki directly on the lips.

"!!!"

Hoshino Ki supported Sato Miwako’s waist.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Who would have thought a policewoman could be this crazy?

After getting what she wanted.

Sato Miwako tilted her head and fell asleep.

Due to the loss of support.

Her body began to fall backward.

Hoshino Ki reached out and pulled her back into his arms.

"Sigh!"

He sighed softly and picked Sato Miwako up.

After finding her room...

Hoshino Ki placed her on the bed and covered her with the quilt.

One down, one to go!

Hoshino Ki walked behind Kisaki Eri, who was still slumped over the table.

Kisaki Eri’s graceful figure swayed from side to side.

She raised her arms, constantly searching the table for her wine glass.

Looking at her like this, there was no hope of her getting home on her own.

He would just have to let her make do on the sofa.

So, Hoshino Ki grabbed her hands as she fumbled around.

He placed her hands on her own chest.

But who knew she wouldn't be satisfied with that.

After some fumbling, she muttered a few words.

And then she placed her hands directly onto Hoshino Ki’s chest.

"!!!"

A hint of helplessness appeared in Hoshino Ki’s dark eyes.

Are all drunk women like this?

He bent down and wrapped his arms under Kisaki Eri’s legs.

His other arm circled her waist.

Here we go!

Hoshino Ki used his core strength to lift Kisaki Eri up.

A bridal carry with zero effort!

Hoshino Ki carried Kisaki Eri all the way to the sofa.

Even though there was no one else in the living room besides him and Kisaki Eri.

He still felt like someone was staring at him.

He looked down at his arms.

"!!!"

The person staring at him was actually Kisaki Eri?

And with that kind of... look?

Kisaki Eri’s eyes were hazy and seductive.

She stared at Hoshino Ki with her large blue eyes.

Just staring like that.

She didn't look away when she met Hoshino Ki’s gaze.

It seems that under the influence of alcohol.

No matter how calm a person is, they will reveal facets of their personality they usually keep hidden.

Kisaki Eri raised her arms and brushed the stray hair from Hoshino Ki’s forehead.

The intoxication in her eyes was impossible not to fall into.

The gold-rimmed glasses she wore added a rare, seductive charm to her.

Hoshino Ki’s dark eyes stared intently at Kisaki Eri in his arms.

His usually calm gaze narrowed slightly upon seeing Kisaki Eri’s current state.

He had already reached the sofa.

But he didn't put Kisaki Eri down.

Until Kisaki Eri reached out and placed both hands on Hoshino Ki’s cheeks.

Neither of them knew when they started kissing.

Nor did they know when they fell onto the sofa.

They only knew it was a night of intoxication, like a dream!

The next morning.

Kisaki Eri opened her eyes.

Her head throbbed, as if it had been struck by a giant iron hammer.

She looked around with dazed eyes.

She realized this wasn't her home.

Suddenly, memories flashed through her mind.

"Hiss!"

Kisaki Eri scrambled up from the sofa!

Scenes from the night before swirled and leaped in her mind like a movie.

"Rustle!"

At that moment, a warm presence came from beside her.

The warm, soft sensation told her someone was there!

She sat on the sofa, not daring to move!

Although she had been drinking, she wasn't stupid.

Alcohol only numbs the nerves; her consciousness had remained clear.

She was perfectly aware of what she had done to Hoshino Ki last night.

What now?

Kisaki Eri lowered her head to look at Hoshino Ki, who was still sleeping beside her.

She raised her arm and pulled the blanket that had been covering his head down.

Messy yet orderly short hair, tough and heroic sword-like eyebrows.

A sharp, well-defined jawline and a high-bridged nose...

It was a handsome and charming face.

Completely different from when he was awake.

The current Hoshino Ki had completely shed his cold, lonely exterior.

Replacing it was the innocence and obedience of a young boy.

His posture as he lay on the sofa was like a gentle, cute big dog.

Always waiting for its owner to pet its fur.

The impact of this contrast was immense; it was no wonder Kisaki Eri had lost her guard for a moment...

Although she wasn't young anymore.

Her long-term healthy lifestyle and good habits allowed Kisaki Eri to maintain a slender, well-proportioned figure.

Compared to those eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls.

Kisaki Eri’s figure possessed a more mature, feminine charm.

Watching Hoshino Ki sleeping soundly, Kisaki Eri couldn't help but laugh out loud:

"Pfft! I didn't expect you to be so cute!"

She raised her hand and poked Hoshino Ki’s nose.

Just like teasing a pet.

Hoshino Ki, eyes closed, frowned.

He was venting his dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Kisaki Eri immediately withdrew her hand.

She suddenly felt a bit nervous.

She thought Hoshino Ki was about to wake up!

Kisaki Eri took a deep look at Hoshino Ki, then turned and moved off the sofa.

"!!!"

A sharp pain shot through her limbs.

Was she run over by a car yesterday?

Kisaki Eri straightened her back, turned around, and gave Hoshino Ki a resentful, coquettish glance.

As a mature woman.

She wouldn't panic just because she had played a game while drunk.

She didn't think playing games was something shameful.

Besides, Hoshino Ki wasn't an outsider...

Yes!

In her eyes, Hoshino Ki was no longer an outsider.

After Hoshino Ki’s heroic rescue yesterday.

Kisaki Eri’s frozen heart, sealed for many years, had gradually melted.

She, who had long since given up hope on marriage and love.

Felt her heart begin to beat violently in that instant.

She certainly knew clearly what that meant...

She had originally worried that Hoshino Ki would mind her age.

Plus, her daughter, Mouri Ran, seemed very fond of him too.

She had actually wanted to retreat.

But she hadn't expected him to be so "gentle" when he treated her last night.

So gentle that it left her infatuated...

The numbing effect of the alcohol had allowed her to indulge herself and follow her heart.

Kisaki Eri bent down to pick up the clothes scattered on the floor and put them on one by one.

Her stiff limbs made dressing quite difficult.

She cast another resentful glance at Hoshino Ki.

In the bedroom.

Sato Miwako woke up groggily.

She raised her arm to touch her forehead.

The throbbing pain in her head pulled at the nerves in her brain.

"Hiss!"

This wasn't Sato Miwako’s first time being drunk.

But this time, the hangover was particularly unbearable.

A strong sense of discomfort suddenly rose in her stomach.

"Ugh!"

Sato Miwako sensed something was wrong.