Hanyuu clumsily waved her little arms, her voice laden with indignation and embarrassment.
"Hey! I-I'm not a puppy goddess! A-auauau~!" Her small shoulders trembled in time with her almost-yelps, while her expression alternated between a pouty frown and a growing blush.
Ryan observed the scene with an amused smile, crossing his arms. "Sorry, sorry... It's just that you're so quiet that I end up focusing only on Rika's cuteness. It's easy to forget you're always there, in the background."
Hanyuu was still wearing her characteristic traditional attire, a delicate fusion of a classic kimono and a modern touch that made her unique. The upper part, pure and immaculate white, rested gently on her slender shoulders, revealing the pale skin of her thin arms.
The lower part, in contrast, was a lush wine-red, adorned with voluminous bows that seemed to emphasize her slender and graceful silhouette. The long sleeves of flowing fabric swayed slightly as she nervously held her own clothes, her trembling fingers betraying her nervousness.
Ryan blinked a few times before fixing his gaze on her, the feeling that he had forgotten something hitting him squarely. His gaze reflexively dropped to the volume of Hanyuu's breasts, which were much more generous than Rika's, an almost automatic observation. "I hadn't noticed that back then... But it seems that Hanyuu also matured a bit after that event in Hinamizawa."
The thought caught him off guard. During all that chaos, the assassination attempts against Rika, his forced alliance with a wild Yuno, not to mention his own internal conflicts – he simply hadn't had time to truly look at Hanyuu. Now, with everything momentarily calmer, his perception was finally adjusting.
And it was impossible not to notice the resemblance between her and Rika.
"H-hey!" Hanyuu suddenly protested, her cheeks turning an even stronger shade of red as she instinctively hugged herself. "Don't look at me like that!" Her voice came out shaky, a mixture of shyness and childish indignation.
Ryan raised an eyebrow, a corner of his mouth turning up in a smile. Hanyuu had always had that fragile and captivating aura, but now, seeing her flushed and restless like that, he noticed something new.
It wasn't just the usual cuteness – there was something genuinely captivating about her. Her hesitant posture, the way she bit her lower lip, the trembling hands clutching the fabric of her clothes as if trying to hide within her own sleeves... Everything about her seemed to scream for protection.
But, at the same time, this awakened another sensation in Ryan.
A sudden urge to intimidate her, just to see how far that adorable expression of nervousness would go. He felt a strange satisfaction in provoking reactions from her. It was a kind of instinctive teasing, a desire to test her limits. A small sadistic impulse, perhaps, but nothing more than a light provocation.
Rika, beside him, arched her index finger in a reprimanding gesture, her eyes half-closed in a shrewd look. "Yeah, but you're not going to make that mistake today, understand?" Her voice carried a tone of false severity before softening. "After all, Hanyuu is a part of me, and ignoring her is like ignoring a part of myself. You don't want to do that, do you?"
Ryan responded with a smirk, slightly raising an eyebrow. "Well, I won't ignore her... But at the very least she needs to interact too, right? I can't talk to myself."
Hanyuu put her arms behind her back, her fingers nervously intertwining, her gaze hesitant as she tried to formulate a response. "I-is... Won't I be bothering you two, Rika?" Her voice was a hesitant thread, almost a whisper, as if she already expected to be dismissed.
Rika, however, just sighed and lightly rolled her eyes. "Of course not, Hanyuu." Her expression soon softened again into a warm smile. "Besides, you need to talk to him about that, remember?"
Hanyuu widened her eyes a bit and looked away, biting her lower lip, as if she had been caught off guard. "A-ah, right..."
Ryan tilted his head, curious. "Talk to me? Now I'm interested."
Hanyuu took a deep breath, trying to find courage amidst her own embarrassment. "W-well... Actually, it's just that..." Her gaze wandered from side to side, as if searching for words in the air. Then, finally, she let out a sigh and decided to take the plunge. "It's just that... I'm totally in favor of your relationship with Rika! In fact, I even get emotional thinking that she can finally have one! But..."
Hanyuu intertwined her own hands, her eyes searching Ryan's with something between apprehension and expectation. "It's just that..." She moistened her lips nervously before continuing, her voice getting lower and lower. "Rika and I share senses. We are always together and... we can't be separated. So... when you touch her, or..." Her face turned completely red. "...you know, do those things... I also feel it."
Silence filled the environment for a moment. Ryan blinked slowly, absorbing the words, his expression alternating between contemplation and surprise. Until, finally, he murmured, almost as if trying to convince himself of what he had just heard. "Connected, really connected...?"
Hanyuu just nodded slowly, her cheeks burning with shame.
Ryan frowned, a gleam of incredulity and mischief appearing in his eyes. "So it's like... 'buy one, get one free'?"
Hanyuu's eyes widened, her little arms shaking again as she shook her head frantically. "D-Don't say it like that!"
Before she could protest further, Ryan reached out and, without hesitation, squeezed Rika's small breast.
The girl's body jumped slightly with the surprise, but her reaction was not one of rejection. She just looked at him with a mixture of surprise and amusement. However, what really caught Ryan's attention was Hanyuu's reaction.
The little entity let out a muffled cry, her body shrinking as her hands instinctively covered her own chest, as if she had felt the touch directly.
Ryan raised his eyebrows, dumbfounded. "Holy shit... It's really connected!"
Hanyuu fell to her knees, her cheeks burning a bright red. "A-auauau~!" She covered her face with her sleeves, her shoulders trembling with absolute shame.
Rika, trying to hold back laughter, gently placed her hand over Ryan's, which was still resting on her chest. "Ryan... I don't mind you touching me, but... you need to think about Hanyuu too, okay?"
Hanyuu continued to make small sounds of muffled despair, her voice trembling and weak. "I-I... I don't mind either, Rika-chan..." She pressed her lips together, her little legs slightly shaky.
Ryan, still absorbing what had just happened, slowly removed his hand from Rika's chest. He licked his lips, still shocked by the situation. "Damn... I never imagined it would be like this..."
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