Ventustium
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8
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255
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570.4 K
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The bad weather that had postponed the recent fireworks festival now seemed like a distant memory. The sky stretched clear and blue, and the midsummer sun poured down relentlessly. Feeling the searing heat on the back of his neck, Haruto Otsuki walked through a tranquil residential area. Eventually, he stopped in front of an imposing mansion. “I remember how nervous I was the first time…” His soft murmur was drowned out by the loud symphony of cicadas. Haruto had started a short-term…-
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Haruto felt an array of emotions—joy, affection, embarrassment, and a touch of frustration—all at once in response to the whispered words from Ayaka in his arms. "...Th-thank you," he stammered, feeling his face flush as he looked into Ayaka’s slightly teary eyes gazing up at him. While he wanted to reciprocate her words with an "I love you," he couldn’t bring himself to say it. To Haruto, those words were far too meaningful to utter lightly. His deep affection for Ayaka made it impossible to…
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The moment Haruto spoke, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I forgot even to blink, simply staring at him. Haruto’s gaze was soft and gentle, as if wrapping me in warmth. "That’s why… could you allow me to keep doing reckless things for your smile?" His words completely stole my heart. I felt cherished. Truly cared for. Hearing Haruto say that, I realized for the first time how wonderful it felt to be treasured by someone you love. At this moment, I was completely captivated by…
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"Say, Ayaka. Why don't we visit some food stalls together and watch the fireworks?" Ayaka looked puzzled, unable to grasp Haruto's cheerful suggestion. "Huh? But... the fireworks festival was postponed, wasn't it?" Her voice carried a note of confusion, prompting Haruto to respond with a radiant smile. "Have you ever heard of a 'home festival,' Ayaka?" "A home festival? No, I haven't." Ayaka shook her head slightly, curious. Haruto took out his phone, did a quick search, and showed her…
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After finishing the call with Haruto, I sat on my bed, hugging my knees. "Why… why does it have to be like this…" A frustrated mutter escaped my lips. The only response was the relentless sound of the pouring rain hammering against the window. Fireworks lighting up the summer night sky. Watching them side by side with someone you love. It was something I’d always dreamed of—something I longed for. I thought my dreams would come true when I fell in love for the first time, when my…
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On his way back from the dojo, Haruto squinted against the blazing sunlight and pulled his phone from his pocket to check the time. It was just past 11 a.m. Heading home to prepare lunch, take a shower, and get ready would put him on schedule for the evening plans. As Haruto mentally reviewed his plans, a message notification appeared on his phone screen. Instinctively, he tapped it to open the messaging app. "What time do you think you'll be able to come today?" The message was from Ayaka,…
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The day after promising to attend the fireworks festival with Ayaka, Haruto throws himself into sparring practice at his karate dojo. His sparring partner is Ishikura. The two are among the top talents at the Dōjima Dojo, and their intense bout involves lightning-fast exchanges of attack and defense. Ishikura launches a series of mid- and high-level kicks, which Haruto dodges by pulling back slightly. Using his retracted leg as a pivot, he counters with a front kick to keep Ishikura at bay. Ishikura…
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The boy shouts, turns on his heels with great force, and dashes down the hallway. "Thief! Big sis! Thief!" "No! Wait! I'm not a thief!!" Haruto frantically chases after the boy, desperately correcting him. However, the boy doesn't seem to hear him at all, and he tries to go up the stairs while repeating "Thief!". "Ryota, what are you all making such a fuss about?" When the boy puts his foot on the first step of the stairs, Tojo, who has come out of her room after hearing his voice,…
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"Ehhh... Tojo-san?" Haruto was so shocked that he blurted it out. Tojo also looked at Haruto with a startled expression upon hearing it. She looked at Haruto suspiciously for a moment, then spoke as if to confirm. "Could it be... Otsuki... from our class?" "Um... that's right." "Eh?... Why?" As he asked this question, she looked at Haruto with a wary look. She probably suspected that he was running a housekeeping service to get closer to her. If it had been any other girl than…
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The summer heat showed no signs of abating even in the evening, and amid the noisy chirping of the cicadas, Otsuki Haruto grabbed the sweaty and sticky shirt of his uniform and opened the front door of his house, flapping his hands up and down. "I'm home." As he took off his shoes, a person slowly came from the back of the hallway. "Welcome back, Haruto." "I'm home, grandma. Here's this, they had a sale on this at the supermarket on the way home." Haruto lifted the bag he was holding in one…
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