The last pillar and third lover

When I first lay eyes on a cheerful Hikigaya, my initial reaction is likely one of surprise mixed with relief. For so long, I have observed him from a distance, noticing the weight of his burdens and the shadows that sometimes cloud his eyes. To see him now, with a genuine smile gracing his lips and a lightness in his demeanor, is both unexpected and heartening. It has only been two months since Yukino-chan left for the UK to study abroad.

Yet, beneath my relief lies a hint of skepticism. I know all too well the masks people wear and the facades they present to the world to conceal their true emotions. I wonder if this newfound cheerfulness is merely another layer of pretense, a reprieve from the turmoil brewing within him.

That is why I need to help him.

0000

I knock impatiently on Hikigaya's door.

Hikigaya opens the door, surprised to see me standing there with a suitcase, "Haruno-san? What are you doing here?"

I push past him into the apartment, my voice firm, "I'm moving in. Don't try to stop me."

Hikigaya raises an eyebrow, trying to process the sudden intrusion, "Moving in? But why?"

"Because I've decided I need to keep an eye on you. And what better way to do that than by living under the same roof?" I assert.

Hikigaya sighs, resigning himself to the situation, "Fine, but don't expect me to cater to your every whim."

I smirk, tossing my suitcase onto the bed, "Oh, don't worry. I'll make myself right at home."

0000

She knew that while Hikigaya was busy studying, it was her turn to take care of the household chores and ensure they had everything they needed for the day ahead.

With a graceful flourish, I tied my apron around my waist and set about my tasks. First, I tidied up the bedroom, folding blankets and straightening cushions with practiced ease. Next, I moved on to the kitchen, where I carefully organized the pantry and wiped down the countertops until they gleamed.

With the chores complete, I turned my attention to the task of shopping for ingredients. I donned a stylish coat and scarf, my steps purposeful as I made my way to the local market. As I perused the aisles, selecting the freshest produce and highest-quality ingredients, I couldn't help but marvel at the vibrant colors and tantalizing aromas that filled the air.

Returning to the apartment, laden with bags of groceries, I encountered Hikigaya's neighbors in the hallway. With a warm smile and a confident demeanor, I introduced myself as Hikigaya's girlfriend, effortlessly charming them with my grace and poise.

Back in the apartment, I set to work preparing a delicious meal, the enticing aroma wafting through the air as I expertly chopped and stirred. When Hikigaya emerged from his room, greeted by the sight of a beautifully set table and the mouthwatering scent of home-cooked food, I bet he couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the woman who had entered his life and made it infinitely brighter.

0000

After a soak in the hot bath, I slip into a nightgown made of delicate, sheer fabric that drapes elegantly over my curves, hinting at the contours of my body without revealing too much. The neckline is plunging yet tasteful, adorned with intricate lace that adds a touch of allure. The straps are thin and adjustable, allowing for a customized fit that accentuates my figure.

The nightgown features a thigh-high slit that adds a subtle hint of sensuality, allowing glimpses of her toned legs as I move. The hem is adorned with delicate lace adding a touch of femininity to the garment.

The color of the nightgown is a deep emerald green. The fabric shimmers softly in the dim light of the room, adding to the overall allure of the garment.

It is a skimpy, little nightly. I'm sure Hikigaya would love to see it.

I took a seat casually on Hikigaya's bed, my gaze fixed on him, "So, Hikigaya-kun, what's your plan for tomorrow?"

Hikigaya shifts uncomfortably, avoiding my gaze, "Uh, well, I have some lectures at the university."

I raise an eyebrow, intrigued, "Lectures, huh? Sounds boring. Anything exciting happening afterward?"

He clears his throat awkwardly, "Not really. Just studying and stuff."

I notice Hikigaya's discomfort and smirk knowingly, "Oh? Studying and stuff, you say? Sounds like someone's hiding something."

Hikigaya blushes slightly, unable to meet my eyes, "It's nothing like that. I just have a lot of work to do."

I chuckle softly, enjoying his embarrassment, "Sure, Hikigaya-kun. Whatever you say."

0000

As I sit on the edge of the bed, I notice Hikigaya's embarrassed reaction to my choice of attire. My nightgown, though comfortable, is undoubtedly revealing, and I can't help but revel in the effect it has on him. Despite his attempts to conceal it, she can see the faint flush creeping up his cheeks, betraying his embarrassment.

"Enjoying the view, Hikigaya-kun?" I tease, my tone is playful as I watch him squirm.

Hikigaya clears his throat, his cheeks reddening further as he averts his gaze. "I-I...uh...didn't expect...that you'd be wearing...uh...that."

I chuckle softly, enjoying his discomfort. "Well, consider it a perk of living together. You'll just have to get used to it."

0000

Hikigaya was reading a textbook ignoring me. I will play a small prank on him. Losing the strap of my nightgown, letting the girls hang even lower.

I lean in close, my voice dripping with seduction, "Hikigaya-kun, you know you can't resist me. Why don't you give in to your desires?"

Hikigaya smirks, meeting my gaze with confidence, "Haruno-san, you underestimate me. I'm not one to be swayed so easily."

I was taken aback by his response, but intrigued, "Oh? Is that so? Then show me what you're made of."

0000

As the night fades into morning, I awaken with a sense of disorientation. I blink groggily, my mind foggy from the events of the previous evening. Slowly, the memories of our encounter began to filter back to me, leaving me with a sense of both satisfaction and surprise. With a sigh, I rise from the bed, knowing that I have been both charmed and challenged by the enigmatic Hikigaya. I pick up my nightgown off the floor. I see another fabric on the floor. I pick it up, and to my horror, it was my panties, I wore last night. It was soil. More memories flooded in as I remembered the foreplay, the multiple waves of pleasure as he finished me with multiple orgasms. My mind wonders.

"Hikigaya, were you always this good or did you learn from someone?"