Chapter 54: The Girl’s Pink, Delicate Little Feet

Under the bright lights, the girl’s foot, wrapped in white stockings, shimmered with a soft, glistening glow.

The sheer fabric did nothing to conceal—instead, it added a teasing, half-hidden allure to her perfect foot.

In the bright light, her petite toes and pink heel were clearly visible.

Her slender, delicate toes were neatly trimmed, painted with pretty pink nail polish.

Yukino Sora truly was pink from head to toe—not just her hair and soles, but also certain places Arisugawa Yuu might’ve seen, but couldn’t see now.

Yes, her *mouth*.

After ordering Arisugawa Yuu to lie down on the soft carpet, Yukino Sora gently placed her pink little foot on his face.

Unlike Kanzuki Kanon’s cruel, dominating foot press, Sora’s touch was incredibly gentle—like a soothing foot massage.

Half-conscious, Arisugawa Yuu only felt something soft, warm, and fragrant pressing against his face.

It was smooth, tender, at the perfect temperature—and its scent was intoxicating, impossible to get enough of.

As the foot moved, the warm, soft pressure shifted from his lips and nostrils up to his forehead.

Driven by humanity’s instinct for beauty, even in his daze, Arisugawa Yuu instinctively reached out—then *grabbed* the soft foot and placed it back where it belonged.

“Mmm~”

The moment his strong hand seized her foot, Yukino Sora let out a soft, sultry moan. Her snow-white, delicate face flushed deeply.

Like a cat whose neck is pinched—losing all resistance, becoming docile—Yukino Sora’s body went weak, her strength melting away.

“Yuu-nii, you’re such a bad boy, a pervert, disgusting, vulgar.”

Blushing, she scolded, feeling his warm, moist breath on her sole.

“……”

No response.

Arisugawa Yuu was in a strange state—his mind blank, only capable of obeying the girl’s commands.

Shame, human decency—gone.

In this state, acting on base, lustful instincts was completely understandable.

Yes, he squeezed harder—and instinctively licked a few times.

Though a faint pain shot through her foot, Yukino Sora suppressed it. She didn’t order him to let go, nor did she show any pain.

Instead, her delicate face lit up with the joy of a *new discovery*.

“Does Yuu-nii really like my feet this much?”

Yukino Sora whispered, her face flushed.

She’d always thought Arisugawa Yuu, who saw her as a child, had no interest in her body.

But now, clearly—*that wasn’t true*.

If she used this well, perhaps Yuu-nii could fall for her.

Aside from slight insecurities about her height and chest size, Yukino Sora had a clear understanding of her body’s beauty.

Her pink little foot was flawless—like a precious artwork, embodying every ideal of girlhood.

If Yuu-nii had this *kink*, she was *certain* she could seduce him.

Though she’d already done something wrong, if possible, she still wanted to be his gentle, obedient little cutie.

Of course, that gentleness depended on Arisugawa Yuu recognizing her charm and confessing. If not? Sorry—*choose one*: fall for me now, or be imprisoned and trained into loving me.

“Yuu-nii, since you like this so much… Sora will let you enjoy it to your heart’s content.”

After muttering this, Yukino Sora blushed and softly commanded: “Yuu-nii, take off my stockings.”

Obediently, Arisugawa Yuu sat up, reached for the top of her thigh-highs, and began carefully peeling them down.

The moment his warm, strong hand touched Yukino Sora’s leg, she instinctively pressed her legs together, her face turning a deep, intoxicating red.

“Mmmph~”

Letting out a soft moan, she bit her lower lip, her eyes clouding with a thin mist, dazed with pleasure.

It felt like his fingertips carried a faint electric current—wherever they moved, a tingling wave of indescribable pleasure spread.

The current surged through her leg, then traveled up her snow-white thigh.

Arisugawa Yuu, unaware, continued his duty faithfully.

As the sheer stocking slowly slid down, the girl’s smooth, tender, silky legs were exposed to the air.

Not only was her skin flawlessly perfect—her slender legs were breathtakingly beautiful.

Straight, lustrous, perfectly shaped—even the most critical person couldn’t find a single flaw.

When the stocking reached her heel, Arisugawa Yuu vaguely noticed her leg stiffen, her body twitching slightly.

Though slightly puzzled, his dazed mind didn’t question it. He continued his task.

After peeling the last of the sheer stocking from her toes, Arisugawa Yuu fell back into instinct-driven obedience.

This time, it wasn’t dry—*excessively slick*, with a faint, musky scent filling his mouth.

The taste wasn’t unpleasant—in fact, it drew him in, making him crave more.

Half-conscious, he followed the trail upward—until his vision blurred.

This seemed to be the source. He stopped.

Yukino Sora placed a trembling hand on his head—she couldn’t speak.

Yuu-nii… actually… actually…

She bit her lip, trying not to cry out.

This time, she bit down *hard*.

After a few seconds, she couldn’t hold back.

“Waaah… Yuu-nii… you’re such a bad boy…”

Her body went limp, collapsing into soft sobs.

Feeling warmth on his face, Arisugawa Yuu hadn’t yet processed what happened with his hazy mind when he heard her crying.

He pulled his head out from under her skirt, looking at the sobbing girl, confused.

A few glistening strands clung to his eyelashes, blurring his vision.

Instinctively, he reached up to wipe them.

Moved by empathy, seeing her long lashes covered in glistening tears, he reached out—ready to wipe them away.

Seeing his movement, Yukino Sora’s eyes widened—her mind went blank, frozen in shock. She forgot to command him to stop.