In The Middle Of Something

That night.....

Fuutarou was lying on the large sofa while staring at the ceiling. He just finished tutoring the Quints for 3 and a half hour before letting them go rest since it was almost dinner time.

The five sisters were improving day by day. Fuutarou has confidence that they are able to pass the midterms without a problem so long as they were cautious and attentive to the questions given.

But Fuutarou wasn't resting just yet even though he was lying on the sofa. He was thinking about Toman.

Even Fuutarou who was Tokyo's and probably Japan's number 1 student was having a hard time

figuring out why Mikey would be stupid enough to invite Kisaki to the gang.

'Without discussing and receiving permission too. We're supposed to be co-leaders, now he acts like he's the sole leader of Toman.' Fuutarou scowled deeply at the thought.

'The fight all those years ago, I was clearly the winner. I don't know why I didn't just beat the shit out of him, in front of Baji and everybody. No, I did the right thing that day.' Fuutarou shook his head.

If he did beat down Mikey, people would look at him differen. Baji and the rest of the gang would be cautious around him. And Fuutarou didn't think Mikey would be willing to work under him either.

'He has Conqueror's Haki. A king wouldn't want to work under someone else, he would be the one leading his soldiers.' Fuutarou sighed and palmed his face.

"Fuutarou-kun?"

Fuutarou hummed and raised his hand to uncover his face. He looked at Ichika who was sitting below the sofa while putting her hands on the soft cushion of it before putting her head on them.

Ichika smiled cutely at him.

"Something on your mind?" She asked him.

" You could say that." Fuutarou replied quietly. Ichika smiled wider.

"I hope your thinking about me~" Ichika teased him. Fuutarou chuckled.

"I really wish I was, Ichika. Unfortunately, it seems my brain doesn't want to let me admire pretty girls in my head." Fuutarou grumbled while crossing his arms. Ichika blushed at the compliment and giggled. She then sighed and looked at him again.

She gazed into his golden dye while he gazed into her dark blue ones.

"You know, usually when a boy and a girl stare into each other's eyes, they're seconds away from kissing." Ichika commented with a mischievous smile gracing her cute lips. She then puckered up her lips while closing her eyes. Fuutarou raised an eyebrow at her.

"In front of them?" Fuutarou asked Ichika while pointing at Ichika's sisters who were gathered around the dining room.

Nino was cooking dinner while Yotsuba was enthusiastically preparing the table. Miku and Itsuki were sitting beside each other and were doing some girl talk.

"They aren't watching." Ichika replied, getting a little annoyed at Fuutarou's hesitation. Fuutarou rolled his eyes and played with Ichika's hair.

"Sorry, not taking any chances." Fuutarou whispered as he tucked a strand of hair behind Ichika's ear. Ichika pouted and looked away from Fuutarou.

Fuutarou smiled a little at Ichika, deciding to cheer her up. "Ichika—"

"Hmph! You're such a meanie!" Ichika crossed her arms and glared at him cutely. She wasn't really angry, she just wanted to act cute to gain his attention.

Fuutarou blushed at how cute Ichika was, now having a bright rosy blush spreading across his face.

"I can't with you and your cuteness...." Fuutarou whispered and laid his head back down on the sofa. Ichika covered her mouth and giggled.

They stayed there silently, enjoying each other's company. Ichika quietly sneaked her hand across the sofa. She looked to see Fuutarou staring at the ceiling while covering his face with his left hand.

She quickly grabbed Fuutarou's right hand which was on his stomach as gently as she possibly could. She silently cheered, noticing Fuutarou not moving.

She opened it and looked at it with a small smile on her face. She looked at the palm of the hand and did some palm reading she learned from Nino while tracing her finger across the lines on Fuutarou's rough palm.

She read the Life Line, finding it extremely long which meant the Fuutarou was going to live a very long life. She then read the Heart Line and noticed it was curved while having some distance from the fingers.

She smiled to herself. 'This means that Fuutarou-kun has a generous, sensual and loving nature.' Ichika silently giggled but then something caught her eye.

'That's strange, why does he have five Marriage Lines?' Ichika wondered as she studied the strange design on Fuutarou's palm. The Marriage Lines located directly above the Heart Line had the same long length and were all stacked above each other.

Ichika started thinking while playing with the fingers on Fuutarou's right hand. Fuutarou wasn't even focused on Ichika's antics, instead focusing on Mikey's strange behavior and the troubles the teenager brought with his stupidity.

The number 5 was always special for Ichika, since that number represents her and her four sisters being quintuplets.

And looking back at the five Heart Lines on Fuutarou's palm, she suddenly froze, receiving a thought that she considered impossible.

'Th-there is n-n-no w-way....' Ichika suddenly blushed vividly and looked at herself and her four sisters. She looked at the marriage line on her palm and widened her eyes even more.

The lines were the same length as all of the marriage lines on Fuutarou's palm.

"H-holy sh-shit....I-I'm gonna marry Fuutarou-kun." Ichika whispered and covered her bright red face with her hands, letting her intrusive thoughts win without putting up a fight.

She didn't care if palm reading was a scam or not, what happened made her even more excited about her and sisters' relationship with Fuutarou.

She grabbed Fuutarou's hand and and brought it close to her face. She stared at it, noticing how big it was. He could probably grab a basketball using one hand.

Ichika went from staring at it to smelling it, bringing it close to her nose to do so. It smelled nice. Ichika recognized it as the soap her and her sisters use whenever they wash their hands.

Ichika's next course of action was to clench Fuutarou's hand into a fist. She then brought her lips close to it and started kissing the back of Fuutarou's hand gently.

"Chu!~" Ichika giggled as she saw kiss marks appear on the back of Fuutarou's fist.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Ichika widened her eyes in shock as she looked to see Fuutarou looking at her with his face as red as roses.

"Getting your attention?" Ichika laughed nervously. Fuutarou smiled at her.

"Well you got it now." Fuutarou muttered. Ichika sighed.

"You have a lot on your mind, I can tell." Ichika revealed.

"How?"

"Cuz your big sis is awesome like that." Ichika teased before laughing lightly with Fuutarou.

"I just have a lot of things to focus on right now. The midterms, you guys' midterms, tutoring sessions, ways to make more money.... It's a lot...." Fuutarou whispered while looking at the ceiling. Ichika's frowned a little.

"Come here. You need a hug." Ichika spread out her arms widely as she got up. Fuutarou raised an eyebrow as he sat up and looked at Ichika who smiled down at him.

"C'mon! Hug me!" Ichika requested excitedly. Fuutarou smiled and spread out his arms. He leaned forward a little and hugged Ichika.

"There there Fuutarou-kun~ You're going to be alright with Ichika onee-chan by your side~" Ichika whispered as she patted Fuutarou's head gently while whispering comforting words to him.

Fuutarou felt like he was in heaven.

Getting hugged by a beautiful girl and having your face snuggling her big breasts was definitely something very enjoyable.

Fuutarou closed his eyes and just enjoyed the soft sensation of Ichika's breasts and her scent. Ichika giggled, noticed his serene expression while being engulfed by her breasts.

"You like my breasts don't you?~ You naughty boy~" Ichika teased while having a blush on her face as she grabbed her breasts and squished Fuutarou's face with them.

Fuutarou blushed brightly, getting flustered by Ichika sexually teasing him. His hug tightened, making Ichika squeal a little before her breasts engulfed his face further.

"I know something that will help you relieve your stress. How about....you suck on my nipples?" Ichika suggested as she raised her shirt a little, showing him some of her slim body while her own face reddened at her actions.

Fuutarou who was in the middle of enjoying the heavenly breasts, widened his eyes and looked up at the girl, not believing what he just heard from her.

"What the fuck are you two doing?!" Nino shouted while pointing at the two with a face even redder than a rose, feeling flustered at what she just witnessed.

Miku, Yotsuba and Itsuki were staring at them with their faces having the same color as Nino's. They wiped off the blood that were leaking down their noses.

"Y-you see.....H-he's very stressed out, s-so I want to make him relax." Ichika stuttered out her explanation while she had a flustered expression from getting caught red handed.

"You want to make him relax by having sex with him?!" Nino argued. Ichika giggled.

"It doesn't count if there isn't penetration~"

"THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT DAMNIT!!" Nino shrieked, her face getting redder and redder from her big sister's teasing.

"Don't tell me you won't do the same, Nino. Maybe you would even take it a step further and get straight to business in front of all of us." Ichika continued her teasing and smiled at Nino, annoying the social butterfly.

"Who do you think I am?! Some kind of slut! You're the one who was about to take her clothes off!" Nino shouted, offended at Ichika's words. Ichika raised an eyebrow at her.

"So you're telling me you don't want a handsome stud like him to hug you?" Ichika pointed at Fuutarou who fell asleep snuggling two round pillows that were called Ichika's breasts.

"Zzzz....."

Ichika giggled at the sight before she started caressing his head and twirling his hair with her finger.

Nino blinked and suddenly blushed as her mind created dirty thoughts.

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In the mind of Nakano Nino....

"Mm~ You smell so good Nino~" Fuutarou groaned, feeling better already when Nino was in his arms.

Nino was sitting in his lap while Fuutarou sat on the bed, letting Fuutarou hug her and snuggle his face into her breasts.

There was an interesting change to Nino and Fuutarou. Both of them were looking more like adults than teenagers and Nino had shorter hair.

Nino smiled at Fuutarou and kissed his forehead lovingly. Fuutarou smiled and blushed at the affection.

"How was your day today, Fuu-kun?" Nino asked him. Fuutarou started grumbling to himself while having a deadpan expression. Nino giggled before Fuutarou looked up at her.

"I'm very tired. But now that I'm with you, I feel energized as ever." Fuutarou replied while smiling at Nino. Nino blushed as she noticed something else on Fuutarou's body that was excited.

"Y-yeah, I c-can tell." Nino stuttered while looking down at Fuutarou's pants which was barely hiding his erection.

"Mmphh!!~" Nino widened her eyes as Fuutarou suddenly cupped her tace and kissed her aggressively.

She didn't put up a fight and kissed him back, letting him dominate her as he entered his tongue into her mouth and started playing with hers.

"Kya!~" Nino squealed as Fuutarou took off his clothes and pushed her down onto the bed. He was on top of her, staring into her dark blue eyes.

Both of them were staring at each other, not even trying to hide their horny expressions.

Fuutarou leaned down and they started making out. Nino was in a bliss getting kissed by Fuutarou like that, but that bliss was cut off when she heard shouting from afar.

"NINO!"

"Huh?! W-what happened?!" Nino shouted, snapping out of it before looking around her. Ichika giggled at Nino.

"You're gonna set the house on fire if you don't pay attention to how long you're cooking that." Ichika scolded lightly. Nino blinked and looked at the stove. She widened her eyes snd quickly shut it off.

"What were you even thinking about anyways?" Ichika asked her. Nino blushed vividly, remembering her dirty thoughts.

"N-nothing! I'm j-just thinking about how to beat you and Uesugi's ass later for being so lewd! Hahaha....." Nino laughed nervously while swatting the air with the spatula in her hand.

No one believed her.

To be continued...