"It's alright, I won't hold it against you this time," Minamoto Tamako wished she could kick him in the stomach, her fair little feet twisting around under the blanket, nudging Fushimi Roku back and forth: "Just use it, okay? I've already used my Redemption Voucher, why aren't you using the grand prize!"

"Do you want a kiss?" Fushimi Roku countered.

Minamoto Tamako didn't speak, her foot arched up slightly, nodding gently.

Fushimi Roku could feel her nodding, and immediately understood her little scheme.

This little rascal wants a kiss, wants to destroy the stamp grand prize, and doesn't want anything too intense happening tonight.

Hmph, where in the world do such nice things happen?

Fushimi Roku did not debunk Tamako's little plan, he couldn't hide his smile, luckily the room was dark, and Tamako probably couldn't see his expression: "Then beg me."

"Eh?" Tamako felt something was off.

"Is this the attitude you use when asking for a favor?" Fushimi Roku turned over, shifting from lying on his side to lying on his back, without retracting his arm so Tamako could continue resting on it: "Ah, forget it, I'll just go to sleep."

Tamako poked his cheek and seeing no reaction, she reluctantly held back her shyness, leaned close to his ear and said softly:

"Well, well... I'm begging you..."

Fushimi Roku felt Tamako's breath like orchids, tickling his ear, her voice was like sweet sticky rice cake, sticking and unable to dissolve.

Ah, brushing teeth before bed is truly a great habit.

"Begging who? You have to say it clearly." Fushimi Roku pushed further.

Tamako curled up, pinching his ear with her small hand and said, "Begging Mr. Deer."

"Mr. Deer doesn't sound good, calling Mr. Deer when begging sounds too distant." Fushimi Roku turned his body to face Tamako's eyes and asked, "Choose a nicer one."

Tamako felt like a cat was scratching inside her, her mind was dizzy, both ashamed and eager, her nose even started perspiring with the scent of sweat. She could hear her own heartbeat, feeling like it might jump to her throat the moment she opened her mouth.

Tamako certainly knew there was a nicer name, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

It's too embarrassing!

She tried several times, wanting to speak but stopped, finally embarrassedly angry, she punched Fushimi Roku's chest: "I've already begged you, what more do you want!"

"That's a terrible attitude, sleep, sleep." Fushimi Roku closed his eyes.

Tamako pouted, staring at him with her little mouth, waiting for him to relent and speak up. But after waiting a long time, Fushimi Roku really seemed to fall asleep, his breathing became more and more even and long.

The earlier flirtatious ambiguity suddenly disappeared, feeling dissatisfied, Tamako leaned over and brushed her lips against Fushimi Roku's.

Fushimi Roku came to his senses, opened his eyes, just about to kiss back, but saw the little rascal turn her head away, facing away from him, looking angry.

But hugging from behind feels comfortable, with body curves fitting and Fushimi Roku didn't mind, holding her with both arms, muttering by her ear: "Don't be mad, get some sleep."

Tamako said, "Kiss me once and I won't be mad."

Fushimi Roku asked from behind: "Want to use the stamp grand prize?"

Tamako hesitated for a moment, still a bit greedy: "Yes."

"Then forget it." Fushimi Roku said.

Tamako got even angrier, she turned around and asked, "Is the stamp more important or am I more important?"

As soon as she said that, Tamako realized something was off, how did she become one of those girls whose mind is only filled with romance? She used to look down on people like that!

Oh no, if Mama finds out, that would be bad!

Fushimi Roku didn't reply, quickly leaned in and kissed her lips, saying: "Alright, kissed, no more getting mad."

Tamako was momentarily stunned, inexplicably a bit happy. Immediately following, she felt that she might be too easily pleased this way? Completely lacking the authority of a team leader! How will she be the head of the family in the future?

Tamako decided to kiss back firmly, and when Fushimi Roku wanted to continue, she'd suddenly stop.

By then, no matter how much Fushimi Roku begged her, she wouldn't agree to continue kissing! Must retaliate firmly, making Fushimi Roku realize the seriousness of random kissing!

Thus, Tamako pressed Fushimi Roku's face and kissed again.

And this kiss lasted for half an hour.

Fushimi Roku's tongue was numb from kissing, he wanted to push Tamako away, but she wouldn't let go, murmuring 'watch yourself', 'will you still kiss randomly', 'unfaithful guy', 'always enticing people'…

"Alright, alright."

Fushimi Roku could only pinch her chin with his hand, casually pulling out two tissues from the edge of the quilt to wipe his mouth: "Kissed enough? Time to sleep."

Tamako thought, kissed enough my foot! Useless guy!

She was about to claw her way back, so Fushimi Roku could only reach out and gently pinch the soft flesh at her waist.

Tamako let out a small whimper, and finally settled down.

"Hmph, no kiss, then no kiss."

She turned over, once again with her back to Fushimi Roku.

But this time Minamoto Tamako couldn't feel Fushimi Roku's lower half, as if he had moved to the other side. Minamoto Tamako wanted to snuggle up to him and shifted her butt backward, but unexpectedly, Fushimi Roku also moved back, refusing to get close to her.

What's going on?

Is he mad?

Minamoto Tamako lifted her head, just about to ask what was wrong, when she caught a glimpse of a faint light through the gap in Taira Sakurako's blanket.

"..."

Her heart skipped a beat, feeling something amiss.

Fushimi Roku was holding Minamoto Tamako, planning to sleep peacefully, when suddenly Minamoto Tamako broke free from his arms and sat up on the bed.

Under his puzzled gaze, Minamoto Tamako crawled out of the bed and quietly crept to the side of Taira Sakurako's bed.

Minamoto Tamako took a deep breath, prepared herself mentally, and pressed her ear to the gap in Taira Sakurako's blanket, listening carefully for a moment. She heard the sound of game console buttons being pressed.

Sakurako was secretly playing games under the blanket in the middle of the night instead of sleeping!

Minamoto Tamako was furious, just about to lift the blanket to criticize Sakurako's bad behavior, when she heard another sound from under the blanket.

——Click.

Taira Sakurako's blanket slightly moved. It seemed like she was disassembling some electronic components inside, then putting them back with a clicking sound.

"It's 9 PM on November 9th, changing the memory card, continuing the daily recording."

Taira Sakurako's faint voice leaked out from the gap in the blanket.

A normal person wouldn't hear such a low voice, but fortunately, Minamoto Tamako had sharp senses, able to catch sounds others couldn't.

"Currently at level 16 in Tetris."

"Had diarrhea today, affecting my performance, not feeling great, might get stuck."

"Lesson learned, can't randomly eat seafood again in the future."

"Correction, shouldn't eat things Fushimi Roku doesn't eat."

"Just now, Fushimi Roku and Minamoto Tamako were having a couple's moment. I heard strange sounds, but now it's quiet, maybe they fell asleep, special note."

"Remark: No sex today."

"It's their second couple's moment, very rare, necessary to document with a recording..."

As Minamoto Tamako listened, she saw a camcorder lens suddenly pop out from the blanket gap, aimed right at her face.

"..."

"..."

The camcorder quickly retracted into the blanket, and the faint light inside went out.

Minamoto Tamako, embarrassed and furious, lifted Taira Sakurako's blanket and loudly questioned, "How can you secretly record?"

Taira Sakurako pretended to be drowsy, rubbing her eyes as if she had just woken up: "What secret recording? I was sleeping."

Fushimi Roku pulled the chandelier cord down, confusedly asking, "What's going on?"

Minamoto Tamako couldn't bother answering him. She held up Taira Sakurako's blanket, stood up, and scanned Taira Sakurako's bedding: "Where's the game console and camcorder? Where did you hide them?"

"I put them in the suitcase, you saw them." Taira Sakurako said with a 'why are you being unreasonable' tone: "Why disturb my sleep..."

"Still pretending!"

Minamoto Tamako's face flushed with anger, feeling that Taira Sakurako was led astray by Fushimi Roku and had learned to lie. She simply stopped searching and sat down cross-legged, starting to earnestly lecture Taira Sakurako.

"Secretly recording isn't right, it's against the law, how can you do such things..."

"Lying is also wrong, interacting with others requires honesty. I'll tell you a little story, and you'll understand..."

"Legend has it that when Washington was a child, out of curiosity, he chopped down his father's beloved cherry tree with an axe. When his father found out, he angrily questioned, but young Washington bravely admitted: 'I cannot tell a lie, I cut it with the axe.' His father didn't punish him, but instead said, 'Honesty is more precious than a thousand cherry trees'..."

Fushimi Roku butted in, saying: "Washington's father died when he was eleven, the person who wrote this story was just making things up."

Minamoto Tamako turned around and questioned Fushimi Roku: Whose side was he on? Sakurako had already been misled by him, and if she continued to be indulged, what would happen next?

Having said that, she recounted to Fushimi Roku what she had heard.

Fushimi Roku's gaze shifted to Taira Sakurako, who still had a poker face, but her eyes showed a hint of guilt.

"Where's the camcorder? Be honest and hand it over, don't make me search."

Fushimi Roku reached out with a gesture like a teacher asking for a student's phone: "Let me see what you've actually recorded."

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