Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 126

First Kiss

“Is it this box?”

She quickly returned with two items, looked through the packaging, and held them up, asking.

“It’s the black one.”

Kurosawa glanced at it and nodded.

“Is it from Balenciaga? Aren’t these stockings quite expensive?”

Sitting on the sofa, Ichinose, seeing the brand, was somewhat surprised.

As a fashion model, she had some knowledge of various brands, even for stockings, which came in many brands. 

Balenciaga, known for its fame and high prices, didn’t offer the best value for money in reality. 

Of course, other products like bags from the brand were considered luxury items.

“Yes,” Kurosawa nodded.

He didn’t delve into stocking brands, only stumbling upon this particular one while casually exploring clothing stores for matching options.

Upon hearing this, Ichinose was initially thinking of suggesting to return them for a different brand. 

However, with her sharp perception, she suddenly noticed a flickering gaze.

This gaze was from Kurosawa, sneaking a glance and then pretending to be indifferent.

Does Hikaru-kun like black stockings?

Ichinose felt somewhat surprised in her heart.

Upon careful thought, she realized that on the night of their first date at the hotel, when she was taking off her stockings, it seemed that Kurosawa had also glanced at her. 

However, she didn’t think much of it at the time, assuming that her actions had simply attracted his attention.

But now, even before she started putting them on, just holding a box of stockings, Kurosawa’s gaze and expression became peculiar. 

The subtle thoughts behind his eyes were easy to guess.

“I’ve never worn anything so expensive.”

Realizing that he might like it, Ichinose immediately abandoned the idea of returning them. Pretending not to notice his gaze, she sighed as if casually and then fully opened the package.

It’s fair to say that it lived up to its reputation as a luxury brand. Even if the value for money wasn’t high, a high price tag didn’t necessarily mean low quality.

The packaging was exquisite, and when she unwrapped it, the texture felt delicate and smooth, with a great color.

Soon after, she squatted on the sofa, folding her legs to put them on. 

Since the purple lace dress was a long one, she didn’t have to worry about anything revealing even with such movements.

Nevertheless, as she performed this action, her calves were clearly displayed, and her feet rested on the edge of the sofa.

With this movement, Kurosawa, who had lowered his head to fiddle with the makeup box, took a quick sneak peek with a lightning-fast glance.

Her petite feet, adorned with vibrant, fiery nail polish, stood out starkly against her fair skin, creating a strong color contrast that was truly captivating.

Possibly due to her squatting position, her toes were slightly clenched, resembling the subtle curl of cat claws, giving off a cute vibe.

Quickly, she grasped the Parisian stockings with both hands, gently folding them into a ball, and aimed them at her toes, slipping them on.

The silky process was incredibly smooth.

This particular pair of stockings, seemed like a layer of gossamer that could be seen through with the naked eye, wrapping around her delicate feet.

Following the same procedure, she slipped the other foot into the stocking, then stretched both legs, placing her feet on the table and gently extending them, enveloping her calves.

Her movements were adept, as it wasn’t her first time wearing them.

Because it was a long dress, Kurosawa could only see near the ankles, unable to see more.

Despite this, as it was a style of pantyhose, Ichinose stood up and pulled them up to her knees, halting her movements.

“Hikaru-kun, could you turn around? Please?”

Ichinose felt a bit shy. Although she didn’t mind Kurosawa seeing her, the feeling of being watched during the process of putting on stockings was somewhat embarrassing.

“I’m not looking… Fine.”

Kurosawa explained, but seeing her so shy, his words probably lacked persuasiveness. He turned around anyway.

“Done.”

Soon, Ichinose had completely put on the stockings. She lowered her head, tugged at the stockings to ensure a snug fit, and then let the dress fall down.

Kurosawa turned around again and saw her standing on the carpet in front of the sofa.

Her feet, encased in the stockings and stepping on the carpet, seemed to exude an extra charm.

Her already slender and graceful legs, enhanced by the smooth texture of the stockings, appeared even more silky and tender. 

Above them, the Parisian brand logo in English letters added a touch of sensuality.

Seeing the printed logo of those letters, Kurosawa couldn’t help but look up, wanting to see more, but the long dress covered everything just above the ankles, creating an air of mystery.

“How is it?”

Allowing him to scrutinize and evaluate her, Ichinose waited for a moment before asking.

“It looks good.”

Kurosawa, who valued his image as a gentleman, calmly responded.

Seeing him feigning composure, Ichinose’s lips curved into a slight smile. She couldn’t help but chuckle.

Unexpectedly, Kurosawa, who seemed so serious, actually had a liking for legs, feet, and stockings.

However, she didn’t feel the slightest aversion to this discovery; instead, she felt a sense of joy.

Whether it was the hair, neck, waist, or anything else, as long as Kurosawa liked it, it was good.

If she had known earlier that he liked this, she would have worn stockings on recent dates, like the first time, instead of pursuing sweetness and innocence, opting for bare legs.

“Sit down; I’ll do your makeup.”

Sensing her mischievous smirk, Kurosawa realized that she might have caught on to him peeking, so he tactfully changed the subject.

“Mm-mm.”

Ichinose obediently sat on the sofa.

Next, Kurosawa lifted the makeup box and placed it on the table.

“How come you have such a complete makeup box, Hikaru-kun…”

Seeing this setup, Ichinose couldn’t help but feel a bit surprised.

The makeup collection was more extensive than hers, although it couldn’t compare to the makeup artists in the team, it wasn’t far off.

“I specially bought it for you.”

“Isn’t that a lot of money spent?”

Ichinose was taken aback by this revelation.

Makeup products, although seemingly small and delicate, are not as short-lived as they appear. In reality, each item can come with a hefty price tag.

Looking at it this way, it seemed like it wasn’t a makeup set but rather the purchase of various individual products.

“It’s okay, just stay still. I’m going to remove your makeup.”

Kurosawa wasn’t too concerned about money.

As long as it could make her happy and help her, anything was fine.

Among the girls he was currently dealing with, the one he worried about the most was Ichinose.

This girl, due to being bullied in school, became a hot girl, a poor student, and who knew about her academic performance.

It would probably be difficult for her to even think about going to college.

If he could use this opportunity to turn her into a professional model, her future would be worry-free.

“Ah… I’ll go remove my makeup myself?”

Ichinose realized that he was going to remove her makeup, and the joyful thoughts she had just had vanished instantly. There was an impulse to escape.

Although Kurosawa had seen her bare face, letting him help remove her makeup seemed a bit too direct.

“If the first shoot goes smoothly, and there will be more shoots like this in the future, do you want to remove your makeup by yourself every time?”

However, as she started to move, Kurosawa held her shoulders, keeping her in place, and said seriously.

“Okay.”

Ichinose sensed his seriousness and felt that he had entered some kind of work mode. 

Adhering to the professional principles of a model, she calmed down and allowed herself to be manipulated.

“Let’s get started.”

Immediately after, Kurosawa began removing her makeup.

This makeup removal was not troublesome because, unlike the heavy makeup for group dates, today she had light makeup on.

Ichinose couldn’t do anything but stay in place, watching him use a makeup remover cotton pad to wipe her face.

“…”

Watching that face so close, looking at her seriously, Ichinose’s heart rate accelerated a bit.

It was the first time letting a guy, especially one she liked, help her with makeup.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and the room became quiet.

Face to face, after the makeup removal was done, Kurosawa began using makeup products to apply makeup on her.

It was her first time having the opportunity to look at Kurosawa’s face and features so formally and up close.

Thick eyebrows, a strong nose bridge, deep and earnest black eyes, smooth and flawless skin… and his lips, looking very sexy and enticing.

After staring for a while, Ichinose couldn’t help but be captivated. When he leaned in, she instinctively tilted her head forward, attempting a sneak kiss.

“Don’t move around, you almost messed up the makeup.”

However, her attempt to steal a kiss was unsuccessful. Kurosawa reacted quickly, pulling back his head and admonishing her.

“Sorry…”

After the failed attempt to steal a kiss, Ichinose came back to her senses. 

Her pretty face blushed instantly, feeling ashamed, embarrassed, and a bit disappointed with her own actions.

Why did Hikaru-kun instinctively avoid her just now? 

Could it be that she had misunderstood all along? 

Perhaps Hikaru-kun didn’t actually like her, and he only made time to accompany her because she looked forward to the dates.

Kurosawa, holding an eyebrow pencil in his hand, noticed her slightly lowered head, her shy and disappointed expression, and the dejected demeanor emerging from her.

It was then he realized the reason behind her earlier move.

She wanted to kiss him, not on the cheek like before, but a proper kiss.

“Lift your head.” Kurosawa took a deep breath and spoke with a deep voice.

“Mm.”

Upon hearing this, Ichinose obediently lifted her head, allowing him to continue with the makeup.

Without hesitation, Kurosawa extended his hand to support half of her face. 

He looked at her lips, now free of lipstick, appearing tender and rosy. 

Bending slightly, he gently leaned down.

Their lips met, the sensation soft and delicate, like clouds touching cotton candy, embracing each other.

“!”

Only after the kiss did Ichinose snap out of her sense of loss. 

Her emerald eyes trembled as if experiencing an earthquake, staring in disbelief at the face that was now so close, and her body stiffened in place.

What just happened? Did Hikaru-kun really kiss me? What should I do?

This was her first kiss, and she had no prior experience. 

Suddenly, being kissed like this, she was at a loss for what to do.

Gradually, she closed her eyes, using her other senses to carefully feel the kiss.

After several seconds, Kurosawa slowly withdrew his lips.

“Huuuu…”

This kiss left Ichinose feeling almost breathless, and with its conclusion, she hurriedly took a breath.

“Satisfied?” Kurosawa, still holding her face, looked at her flushed face and rapid breath, teasingly asked.

“Mm.” Ichinose nodded.

“I was thinking of waiting until the end of the shoot, during the night when the atmosphere was right, to kiss you. I didn’t expect you to be in such a hurry,” Kurosawa said, seeing her perk up, and chuckled.

“It’s because your face was so close… Stop laughing, you’re so naughty.”

Being teased by him, Ichinose felt a mix of shyness and indignation. 

She playfully punched him with her small fist, but couldn’t help leaning closer to him.

Though she acted like she was scolding him, her face was adorned with an uncontrollable smile.