Chapter 44: Paradise Travels

Ryo Asakura and Haruno ambled slowly toward the haunted house, chatting along the way about all sorts of things.

"Asakura-kun, do you really think there are creepy supernatural beings in this world?"

"Yep."

"Huh? Why?" Haruno bounced curiously, her pretty face leaning over his shoulder, cheek and ear rubbing against his, while her chest playfully squeezed his back.

Ryo Asakura chuckled calmly, freeing a hand to support her thigh and giving her backside a little pat, signaling her to stop wiggling and be still.

"Because the human heart is way scarier than any demon."

Haruno giggled. "Asakura-kun is more mature and reliable than I thought. That's a nice surprise."

Having been gently nudged, she stopped squirming around and adding to his load, instead wrapping her arms around him gently, just enjoying the warmth and quiet.

"If it's possible, I hope this earns me some extra points. After all, I really don't want Yukino hunting me down all over the world."

"Well, that's not really up to Asakura-kun, is it? You're not getting away from me now."

The vibe between them was like early spring sunshine, warm and gentle. Their conversation was light and cheerful, and the air around them seemed to catch their happy mood.

They were like a pretty scene, drawing the eyes of people nearby, making them feel a sense of longing and appreciate the beauty of the moment.

...

Reaching the entrance of the haunted house, Ryo Asakura reminded Haruno once more, "Are you sure you want to try this scary thing? Don't get all freaked out and cry later."

"Don't you know Asakura-kun is here? You have to protect me, right, my knight?" Haruno looked up at him with sparkling eyes, practically radiating expectation.

You had to admit, Haruno really knew Ryo Asakura's soft spots. That gentle tone with a hint of a request always made it impossible for him to say no.

Zhang Wuji's mother had a point: the prettier the woman, the more likely she is to lie. Haruno was a perfect example.

But hey, friends, let's remember, even if an ugly woman lies to you, you're not going to believe her anyway.

Stepping inside the haunted house felt like entering another dimension. Strange pictures hung on the walls, covered in what looked suspiciously like blood.

A gust of cold air swept by, and the rusty doors and windows let out eerie creaks, instantly raising goosebumps.

The faint sound of low, weird laughter and the gloomy atmosphere made Haruno instinctively hug Ryo Asakura tighter, feeling a squeeze from behind. Ryo Asakura gently stroked her smooth thighs, reassuring her not to be nervous, saying it was all just props.

Suddenly, there was a strange bang, and a door swung open, revealing a horrifying figure in a bloodstained white coat. He was wielding what looked like a prop axe and making bizarre howling noises.

The scene was pretty awkward for a second, at least Ryo Asakura thought so. He hadn't expected the haunted house in Japan to be this… tame. But then, remembering this amusement park seemed geared towards kids, the level was understandable. Couldn't go scaring the little sprouts.

What he didn't expect was for the usually strong and brave Haruno to let out a shriek, jump off his back, and bury herself in his arms, yelling and trying to run, but her feet seemed glued to the spot.

Ryo Asakura was torn between laughing and sighing. He scooped Haruno up in a princess carry and made a run for the 'escape route'. The haunted house staff were clearly pros and played along, 'chasing' them from behind, keeping up the spooky vibe.

And Haruno, nestled in his arms with her eyes squeezed shut, secretly peeked open an eye to look at her knight carrying the princess to safety. A sly smile seemed to bloom on her face. This Mr. Asakura was truly something else.

...

On a bench outside the haunted house, Haruno was still snuggled against Ryo Asakura's shoulder, pretending to be scared, and the pleasant moments ticked by.

"Haruno, let's pick some calmer things to do next, otherwise I'm worried you won't be able to walk out of this amusement park later."

While taking a sip of water, Ryo Asakura gently teased the girl for overestimating her bravery, but he couldn't deny that the feeling of being relied on was surprisingly nice.

"Thanks to Asakura-kun, I had so much fun. Even if I can't walk later, Asakura-kun will definitely protect me and carry me out, just like he did just now."

Haruno blinked her big eyes, showing no hint of embarrassment. Instead, her smile widened, as if she was thoroughly enjoying their day. Looking at Ryo Asakura, who was casually drinking his water, she spoke in a soft voice.

"Don't just drink water for yourself, give your sister some water too."

Ryo Asakura rolled his eyes playfully. He had literally just offered her some water. It turned out she hadn't wanted to accept it directly because she wanted him to feed her. There was really no arguing with her.

Haruno opened her little mouth in an "ah," her pink lip gloss sparkling in the sun, utterly tempting. She took a gentle sip of the water he offered, pursed her lips into a lovely curve, and then drank the rest.

"I... want Asakura-kun... to feed my sister mouth to mouth."

Hearing this, Ryo Asakura was speechless. He didn't even want to think about what she might want next if he started feeding her like that.

Having satisfyingly quenched her thirst and recharged her energy, Haruno took charge, directing them to the last stop of the day. "Let's go ride the Ferris wheel, Asakura-kun!"

...

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in shades of gold, people lined up in an orderly queue for the Ferris wheel. The inside of their car was quiet and comfortable. Through the glass windows, the familiar city gradually shrank below, everything becoming a little hazy, while the sky above seemed to grow wider and deeper.

The two of them leaned against each other silently, taking in the spectacular view and the bustling city lights. Haruno suddenly turned and straddled his lap. Ryo Asakura instinctively held her waist to steady her, but he couldn't avoid the soft impact of her breasts against him. The rich fragrance she wore washed away the fatigue of the day.

Ryo Asakura asked, a little confused, "What's wrong, Haruno?"

Haruno smiled and unbuttoned her shirt, letting her usually confined chest breathe freely, and her alluring scent intensified.

"Today, Yukino asked me to help Asakura-kun have fun, but I was having so much fun myself that I forgot everything else.

For this failure to properly do my duty, and as a reward for making this day so unforgettable, I've decided to repay you with my own body."

The gentle breeze on his face, like a smile as warm as the morning sun, seemed to embrace the whole world.

Ryo Asakura didn't need to say a word, Haruno had already made her intentions clear with her actions.

Her breasts were soft and white, like uncarved jade, giving off a unique aroma. The skin was delicate and smooth, yielding and elastic to the touch, as if holding endless vitality and possibilities.

To roll dough, you naturally need a rolling pin. Haruno seemed to instinctively know how to hold and use it. When the rolling pin met the dough, they worked together in perfect harmony.

The rolling pin gently pressed and stretched the dough. Each movement made it softer and more pliable.

The slight friction between the dough and the rolling pin created a soft sound, like a low note, adding a touch of harmony to the symphony in the sky.

The dough gradually took the desired shape, with the rolling pin carefully working every corner, ensuring an even thickness.

When she was tired, Haruno would gently bite the rolling pin with her small mouth for support while continuing to roll the dough, fully demonstrating her… skills.

This was an ancient and sacred ritual that would not disappoint the devout believers who awaited it. At the end of the ritual, the blessed nectar would flow down as a reward for the faithful.

The boy's long sigh and the girl's shyness together painted a magnificent picture of paradise.