Shuichi Chiba g Sayuki Ogawa, a subtle, enigmatic smile pying on his lips. "Well, I guess there's no helping it. You don’t mind, right, Sayuki-san?"

  Sayuki Ogawa shot him a sidelong gh her alluring almond-shaped eyes, seeing right through the younger man's mischievous iions. "It’s your date with Fumika, after all. I’m just the third wheel. What could I possibly have to say about it?"

  Fumika Ogawa hesitated, her words catg ihroat. Even if she were oblivious, she could still sense her younger sister’s emotions. As her bond with Chiba-kun deepened, could Sayuki feel left out?

  "How could you be unnecessary?" Shuichi Chiba chuckled lightly. "If my as even slightly distance you from Fumika-san, that would be an unfivable crime, wouldn’t it? And if I ever put Fumika-san in a difficult position because of this, that would be even worse."

  "So, Sayuki-san, please don’t think that way. There’s no such thing as being a bother or being unnecessary. Just rex and act like you always have."

  Fumika Ogawa nodded repeatedly in agreement, her face glowing with approval. She thought to herself, Chiba-kun really is so thoughtful. I was just w about how to y sister, but he’s already do for me.

  Sayuki Ogawa cast a speechless g her older sister. This sly, smooth-talking rascal is clearly hinting at something, and you don’t notice at all? Love really makes people blind!

  Still, Shuichi Chiba’s words did strike a chord with her.

  Seeing her sister stantly talking about and thinking of the boy door, their time together as siblings had been encroached upon more and more. To say Sayuki didn’t feel a pang of disappoi would be an ht lie.

  The three of them took their seats and waited until the movie began pying. Iire row—and even in the rows before and behind them—there were only the three of them. The other viewers, as if in silent agreement, had spread out across the theater.

  "Chiba-kun, so you like romance movies too?" In the dim light, Fumika Ogawa's face carried a faint blush, her lips curving into an untrolble smile.

  Her hand was csped tightly in Shuichi Chiba's, his fingers pyfully kneading and caressing hers. Occasionally, she felt the soft brush of his lips on the back of her hand. These tender gestures filled her heart with joy.

  If it weren’t for Sayuki Ogawa sitting nearby, this would have been the perfect date sario.

  The dreams of her girlhood—though deyed—had finally e true.

  "It's not about what you watch; it's about who you watch it with," Shuichi Chiba replied casually, having not even remembered the title of the movie. Judging by the sparse audie was likely a low-quality produ anyway.

  Who es to the ema to actually watch movies, anyway? He mused, while tinuing to massage Fumika Ogawa’s soft, delicate hand, reveling in its smooth texture.

  At the same time, he slyly extended his other hand toward Sayuki Ogawa, sitting to his left.

  During the massage earlier, he hadn't been able to be too obvious, keeping his touch fio her knee. Even during their meal, he’d only mao reach her thigh.

  Now, though, the dim theater seemed to offer more freedom.

  Finally, an opportunity to touch her…

  However, just as Shuichi Chiba’s hand nded on Sayuki Ogawa’s thigh, marveling at the incredible firmness aicity, he suddenly felt a hand on his own thigh!

  He froze, sneaking a go his left. In the faint glow of the movie s, he caught a glimpse of Sayuki Ogawa’s mischievous smile, her lips curling upward in teasing amusement.

  Then, he felt a sharp squeeze on his thigh.

  “Hiss…” Shuichi Chiba couldn’t help but su a breath. Not to be outdone, he retaliated with a firm squeeze of her thigh iurn.

  He immediately regretted it.

  What was I thinking? He realized too te—Sayuki Ogawa owned a gym, and her promi abs had onearly blinded him with their definition.

  Quietly withdrawing his hand i, Shuichi turoward Fumika Ogawa. “I’m feeling a little thirsty.”

  “Oh, the cht here…” Fumika quickly reached for the drink she had just purchased and ha to him.

  “I want Fumika-san to feed me,” Shuichi said, his tone yered with meaning.

  Fumika didn’t seem to cat, ughing lightly as she brought the straw to his lips. “Chiba-kun really knows how to act spoiled…”

  “That’s not how I meant it,” Shuichi replied softly, not taking a sip but instead lightly tapping her lips with his fiip.

  The light touch was like a jolt of electricity for Fumika Ogawa, and as she finally uood the implication behind Shuichi Chiba’s words, her flushed face grew even hotter.

  She hesitated, casting a qui her sister’s dire, then bit her lip nervously.

  “I… I uand…”

  Sayuki Ogawa, seated beside them, heard faint rustling sounds. Before she could fully register what was happening, her older sister was already in Shuichi Chiba’s embrace. Startled, she quickly withdrew her right hand to avoid being caught by her sister.

  What followed was an incessant stream of wet kissing sounds as the two began making ht o her.

  “…”

  Sayuki Ogawa sat in speechless disbelief, crossing her arms as she fixed her gaze on the movie s, doing her best to block out the strange noises ing from her side.

  Yet, the occasional sighs, muffled groans, or suppressed gasps that escaped from the pair made it impossible to trate.

  To make matters worse, the two kept shifting positions, occasionally bumping into her shoulder.

  Unbelievable… Sayuki thought to herself, trying not to roll her eyes.

  Sayuki Ogawa took a deep breath and gnced around the theater. Despite the dim lighting, she could make out other couples snuggled up and kissing here and there.

  The eheater was filled with pairs—except her. She was the only o out!

  The thought irritated her immensely. Uo hold back her frustration, she pinched Shuichi Chiba’s waist and whispered harshly, “That’s enough already!”

  Shuichi winced in pain and lifted his head, only to find Fumika Ogawa pletely dazed, her breath uneven and her eyes unfocused. She hadn’t eveered the interruption. Instead, she instinctively leaned in again, resuming what had been so abruptly paused.

  With his mouth once again occupied, Shuichi raised his hands in a mock gesture of surrender and cast an exaggerated, i look at Sayuki, as if to say, This isn’t my fault, right?

  Sayuki’s lips twitched as she rolled her eyes at him.

  But Shuichi didn’t fet her. Amid his "busy schedule," he reached out with one hand, sliding it onto her nylon-cd thigh.

  Sayuki, still slightly irritated, swatted his hand away. Yet, no sooner had she done so than the haurned, and after a few rounds of batting it away and stubbornly ing back, she eventually stopped resisting.

  Listening to the whispers and soft sighs around her, seeing couples engrossed in each other, and feeling Shuichi’s persistent touch, Sayuki began to feel her resolve waver. A tingliiohrough her as she tightly pressed her lips together, determined not to let even a faint sound escape. Her enting eyes, however, began to mirror her sister’s dreamy haze, growing increasingly dazed and unfocused.

  About a third of the way through the movie, Fumika Ogawa, her cheeks flushed, shyly excused herself to the restroom, leaving Shuichi Chiba and Sayuki Ogawa alone.

  “Sorry fleg you earlier, Sayuki-san,” Shuichi said, casually wiping the er of his lips with his sleeve. He couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as he looked at her. She had the same strikiures as her sister, and now, with her slightly flushed expressioraying hints of emotion, she was even more captivating.

  “That’s a rather unreasohing to say,” Sayuki replied ftly, seemingly ign the mischievous hand that had crept bato her thigh.

  “Weren’t you having fun teasing me earlier during dinner? Isn’t this the perfect ce to tease me a little more and help your sister ‘get even’?” Shuichi teased with a grin.

  “A dark ema, a beautiful dy, and a ‘helpless’ young man…” Sayuki narrowed her eyes at him, studying him for a moment before suddenly leaning forward.

  With a swift motion, she pushed him back against the seat, grabbed his , and kissed him fiercely, asserting plete dominance.