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Looking at the panting Masha and the phone lying aside, the actress's moans coming from the device were annoying. Hirano walked over, picked up the phone, and turned off the video. Looking at the blonde loli's exposed lower half, he thought for a moment and secretly turned on the camera, wanting to take a picture.
"No photos, Hirano-kun!"
But Masha reacted quickly. Seeing him turn, she instinctively covered her face. Hirano's hand trembled, making the camera a bit blurry. He grumbled angrily.
"Who, who took the photo? I didn't!"
"…Please don't, Hirano-kun." Masha looked up, her moist eyes staring pitifully at the boy who led her into lust, humbly begging. "So embarrassing… guh, please, I can learn how to help you masturbate, but no photos, okay? Ugh…"
Seeing the loli's face all flushed from crying, Hirano softened and put the phone away. He had planned to take a photo to boast on anonymous forums. But seeing Masha so vulnerable, he gave up.
Because of this, not yet understanding the severity, he didn't cause an uproar or get officially identified, disappearing without a trace. And grown-up Masha Mikhailovna Kujo wouldn't have psychological scars or be used by others as blackmail in high school, falling from a noble lady to a tragic end.
All this was because of a momentary choice by Tomo Hirano.
If it weren't for him, Masha's first lesson in H wouldn't have happened. After searching for Masachika Kuze in vain, drenched, Masha went home, fell severely ill, and moved away before recovering, leaving only the regretful Kuze Masachika who never said goodbye. They only met again after entering high school with the Kujo sisters.
If Tomo Hirano had any extraordinary trait, it was this: "at crucial moments, he always made choices that led events into erotic developments beneficial to himself." Because of this quality, he tangled with countless women and had many affairs.
But all that was too early for little Tomo. Hesitating for a moment, he took out a handkerchief and wiped Masha's lower body clean, grumbling.
"Aren't you going to pay me? One photo counts as payment. When you masturbate later, I'll use this."
"Eh—can't it be something else? I, I can learn to help you stroke…"
"You're moving soon, right?"
"H-Hirano-kun, how did you know!?"
"I heard from my parents," Hirano tossed the handkerchief aside, ordering Masha. "Take your clothes off. Seriously, going out without an umbrella. You'll catch a cold later."
"Oh, oh…"
Masha sniffed, took off the dripping wet dress, wrung it out, and with Hirano's help hung it on a tree branch. Seeing the naked little girl shivering, Hirano hesitated, then grabbed surprised Masha, pulling her inside his clothes.
Having learned masturbation earlier, little Hirano was tall for his age. Masha barely fit inside his shirt, her delicate body pressed tightly against him. The loli's warmth was like a small heater in his hands, the skin's touch making Hirano a bit restless.
But after all, they were just kids. Even with insatiable desire, he was a bit tired. The two kids, like puppies, curled up in a corner, listening to the raindrops.
"Not cold now, right? I know you like Masachika, but running out in this heavy rain without an umbrella, such a fool."
"What about you, Hirano-kun? Why are you here? Just to masturbate?"
"More or less. Anyway, no one cares about me." Hirano turned away, not wanting Masha to see his expression. But the two kids were so close, it was awkward no matter what. "My family doesn't care if I'm around. You guys like playing with Masachika, so I don't matter, right?"
After a silence, Masha looked up at the awkward Hirano, who had turned away. This ugly big guy liked her; Masha easily sensed this by her female intuition.
She kissed his reachable cheek softly and whispered.
"Thank you, Hirano-kun. If you promise not to send the photo to anyone else, you can keep it as a memento."
"Hmph, who cares…"
"But as compensation, you have to promise me something." The blonde little loli sat atop Hirano's restless cock, her voice soft and tempting. "...I kinda want it again."
"Hah? This time you do it yourself? I'm so tired."
"But Hirano-kun, you want it too, right? You're already pressing against me."
"Wh-who wants it… don't push your luck. Th-that kind of thing, only boyfriend and girlfriend, or parents can do…"
"So, let's play house." The blonde angel whispered in his ear, her voice as soft as her golden hair falling and tickled Hirano's face. Her pure little face seemed to say something ordinary, trying to summon this lonely little devil. "You boys don't like this, right? Then just the two of us, for the last bit of time."
"Eh—who'd want to play that with you?"
"No one wants to play with Hirano-kun anyway, you're pretty free, right?"
"Guh—"
"That's decided then."
Masha reached out and turned Hirano's face back, stopping his annoyed protests. A silver thread at the corner of her lips, she declared sweetly and decisively to the boy.
"Now we're married. You're the dad… I'm the mom."
At that moment, under the children's childish jest, the naive make-believe gradually became intense and lewd, crossing the final line. Years later, fully matured Masha met again the man who taught her lust, lying submissively under him.The two of them were no longer naive children, but their pursuit of pleasure was even greater than before.