Chapter 263: Reasons
<span style="font-weight:400">After a minute or so, Rukia broke the kiss to catch her breath. Strands of silver bridge their lips as she unabashedly gazed at him. The slight flush on her cheeks and her wet eyes gave her an enamored look. She seemed to want more but restrained herself. Truth be told, she’d have kissed him for hours if they were deserted on an ind.
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya brushed the bangs from her face and ced a hand against her cheek. “Ru-chan, do you still hate me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">She nodded. “I hate you… but I like kissing you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ehhh, do you also hate having sex with me?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her cheeks flushed even more at his question. “Not… really.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Momo, she hates me but likes kissing me. What should I do?”
<span style="font-weight:400">The mere mention of Momo made Rukia dizzy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Kazuya-kun needs to work harder on earning her affection.”
<span style="font-weight:400">And she nearly fainted from hearing Momo’s voice right by her side.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rukia fell into Kazuya’s arms and buried her face, trying to hide herself from the shame and embarrassment of kissing her friend’s lover. What’s more, it wasn’t just any kiss but one of the most intimate kisses of her life.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not here… I’m not here…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Momo let out a soft giggle at Rukia’s foolish behavior. “Stop it, Idiot. You already know I don’t mind Kazuya-kun’s rtionships.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She looked genuinely happy for her friend, something Kazuya had honestly expected from her. Despite all her maniptions, she wanted the best for Rukia — and being with him had to be the best choice for Rukia as it was for her.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rukia slowly turned her head and faced Momo, who had an encouraging smile on her face. “Momo…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s okay~. You can bepletely honest with him like you’re with me. He won’t bite you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Honest…? Uh, Kazuya, I don’t hate you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He couldn’t help but chuckle at her adorable little confession. “Thanks for not hating me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… I also wanted to say I-I like you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks for liking—”
<span style="font-weight:400">She pinched his waist, stopping him from acting like a silly goofball. “No… I should thank you for… everything.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So it’s official. We’re a couple now.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rukia looked up at him with wide eyes. “I didn’t mean it that way!”
<span style="font-weight:400">She still harbored some hesitation. After all was said and done, she was someone with lots of insecurities, most of which came from growing as an orphan in Rukongai.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, silly Rukia. You do know that we can’t kiss without dating each other.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her eyes widened even further. “W-We can’t?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, we can’t.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She lowered her head, bumping into his chest and just leaning it there. “Okay…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I didn’t hear you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I said it’s okay! I’ll give you the privilege of dating me!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Grabbing her shoulders, he gently pushed her back and flicked her forehead. His quick movements were barely registered to her senses.
<span style="font-weight:400">The end-result was aically dyed yelp.
<span style="font-weight:400">Her eyes shone with tears as she covered her forehead and gave him a fierce re. “W-Why?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You were getting too cocky.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She formed a fist and punched his chest. Despite her best efforts, she barely tickled him. “You fiend! What are you made of?!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Water, carbon, ammonia, lime, phosphorus, salt, saltpeter, sulfur, fluorine, iron, silicon, and some fifteen other elements.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Momo, Rukia, you’re staying over today. Let’s have lots of sex.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But—”
<span style="font-weight:400">He cupped Rukia’s face and pecked her lips. “The only butt we’ll discuss is yours.”
<span style="font-weight:400">…
<span style="font-weight:400">The next morning, Kazuya was lying in bed, snuggled between Rukia and Momo. He had to get up, take a bath, and leave for the. But he felt a tad reluctant to leave the adorable pair.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘They might be too tired to attend the academy.’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He only took partial me for their absence. Rukia, who was usually shy about intimacy, became an entirely different person when her horny switch got flipped. Momo was… Momo — filled with passion and love that was second to none. The two had too much energy and chemistry together, yet they couldn’t hold a candle to his innate recovery.
<span style="font-weight:400">The result was several hours of passionate lovemaking.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Oh well, time to get up. Wait a minute. Is that…’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">He picked up the familiar Reiatsu of someone who usually wouldn’t be up this early. She approached him at a rxed walking speed, giving him enough time to hop out of bed and put on some clothes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Pushing open the window allowed sunlight to stream into the room. The birds chirped as they flew by, bringing with them the scent of a fresh morning. The scenery only got better with the blondedy walking down the pathway to his door.
<span style="font-weight:400">The blonde who used to have short hair but probably the biggest breasts in the 10th Squad.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rangiku Matsumoto.
<span style="font-weight:400">After trimming her hair to just below her lower waist, she looked just like how he envisioned her when watching the anime.
<span style="font-weight:400">{The bimbo!}
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Aren’t we bimbo as well?” </i><span style="font-weight:400">asked Tsubasa innocently.
<span style="font-weight:400">{WE ARE NOT!}
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Pipe down, you two. It’s six in the morning.’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">{As you wish, Beloved.}
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“As you wish, Beloved… Father.”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Shaking his head at their antics, he jumped down from the window and intercepted Rangiku outside the door.
<span style="font-weight:400">Rangiku ced her hand on her hip and gave a casual wave. “Someone’s excited to see the old me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her grin carried too much energy for someone who barely survived a deadly encounter a few days ago. Then again, she must have gotten used to near-death experiences after all this time as a Vice-Captain.
<span style="font-weight:400">He chuckled. “Can’t let our patient go unattended for too long.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Me and a patient? Oh, buzz off. I’ve already recovered to my peak prowess.” She pumped her biceps with a grin. “See these eggs. You think a patient will have that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Despite having formal training in swordsmanship and otherbat techniques, she had almost no defined muscles.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Muscles aren’t an indication of good health.” Kazuya shrugged before pointing at her breasts that nearly spilled out of her kimono. “And the only eggs I see here are these.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She yfully pped her chest and burst intoughter, her breasts bouncing with each movement. “Gosh, they aren’t egg-shaped… More like inted water balloons.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Openly discussing the shape of her breasts was nothing new for Rangiku.
<span style="font-weight:400">He furrowed his brows. “Well, I can’t say for certain without seeing them with my eyes.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Nice try, friend,” she said and tossed her hair back. “How do you like my hair? I downgraded myself to a mortal from a goddess. Couldn’t have everyone bowing down to me all the time.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I like that confidence.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I could say the same about you,” she said with a cheeky grin, directing her gaze to the window above him. “Momo and Rukia together. I knew those two would end up with you. I feel sad for Isane though… Poor girl really liked you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">It was probably the first time Rangiku had seen Isane interested in a man. What made her even more regretful was her choice to take a passive approach instead of proactively helping Isane. If she had acted sooner in bringing him together with Isane, she could’ve stopped him from tying knots with Rukia and Momo.
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya revealed a faint smile,pletely clueless to Rangiku’s regrets. “I confessed to her yesterday. She isn’t against my rtionship with Momo or anyone else for that matter. Such a sweet woman.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rangiku raised a brow, clearly skeptical. “You can’t be serious. No, you are serious. What the heck is Isane thinking?”
<span style="font-weight:400">She couldn’t make sense of Isane’s decision to be with him when he already had Momo and Rukia.
<span style="font-weight:400">He stretched his arms before letting out a long yawn. “Mhmm. I get where you areing from. But Isane didn’t think about matters of the heart with her mind.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Rangiku let out a sigh. “Dammit. I can’t do anything If this is her final decision.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Still, she was determined to drop by the 4th squadter to make sure Isane wasn’t making a hasty decision.
<span style="font-weight:400">Kazuya suddenly narrowed his eyes.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘Someone’s stalking us.’</i>