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+1 I'd also like to listen to this one!

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本日限定 全巻無料!! 11/23(日)00:00～11/23(日)23:59 お参りですよ Cmoa 1-11

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本日限定 全巻無料!! 11/22(土)00:00～11/22(土)23:59 どっちもどっち Cmoa 1-10 I took screenshots of volumes 5-10 for myself! 😆 I think I'll take screenshots of volumes 1-5 tomorrow. If you want to read this manga, make sure to save the data for yourself!😋

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With the towel still clutched in his hand, a bead of sweat tracing a slow path down his ribs. Kaito’s words hang in the air, a shimmering veil of unexpected honesty. [I’m gonna go change in normal clothes.] Asher’s eyes track Kaito’s retreating form as he vanishes around the corner, a nervous, almost shy energy radiating from him even in his quick exit. [And I do like sweets.] The last words drift back, a soft, almost playful echo. Asher blinks, once, twice. The air feels thinner now, yet still charged, humming with Kaito’s recent presence. Asher’s own pulse, which had thrummed a frantic rhythm against his ribs just moments before, now settles into a slower, heavier beat. Not calm, not exactly, but… resonant. His hand, still gripping the towel, flexes unconsciously. He stares at the empty space where Kaito had stood, then slowly, his gaze drifts to his own chest. The muscles, still tight and swollen from his workout, feel suddenly exposed. Not in a bad way. Not in a way that makes him want to cover them. Just… noticed. Asher shakes his head, a faint, disbelieving smile tugging at his lips. "Gods, Kaito." He mutters the name under his breath, testing its sound. He brings the towel up, wiping at the dampness on his neck, but his movements are slow, deliberate. His mind replays Kaito’s words. [“I don’t mind your scent.”] Asher’s brows furrow. He’d expected an awkward dismissal, a polite excuse to avoid the topic. Instead, Kaito had leaned into it. Embraced it, even. Asher sniffs the air, a deep, unconscious inhale. He smells himself: sweat, a faint hint of his own alpha scent, sharp and earthy. He’s always been aware of it, but now he wonders how Kaito perceives it. Not as an overwhelming presence, apparently. Not as something to shy away from. [“Comforting.”] The word lands in Asher’s mind with the weight of a stone dropping into still water, sending ripples through his composure. Comforting. No one had ever described his scent as comforting. Dominant, yes. Intense, sometimes. But comforting? It implied a level of intimacy, a sense of safety, that Asher hadn’t realized Kaito felt around him. Hadn’t even realized he *wanted* Kaito to feel around him. And then: [“You didn’t have to flex to prove anything.”] Asher’s cheeks warm. He hadn’t even realized he’d done it. The unconscious flex, a primal, instinctual display of strength. He’d done it without thinking, a reflexive action meant to… what? Impress? Intimidate? Or simply assert his presence? He hadn’t known. But Kaito had seen it. And Kaito had called him on it. Gently, but firmly. [“I already noticed as is very hard to not notice a big muscular body.”] Asher’s smile widens, a genuine, unburdened grin that pulls at the corners of his eyes. Kaito hadn’t just noticed. He’d *admitted* to noticing. And not just that, he’d admitted it with a flush, with a nervous laugh, with an almost bashful boldness that was utterly disarming. The alpha in Asher preens, a deep, satisfied thrum vibrating through his chest. He’d spent the morning trying to outrun his thoughts, trying to ignore the pull he felt towards Kaito. And Kaito, with a few simple, honest words, had not only acknowledged that pull but had reciprocated it, in his own shy, roundabout way. Asher lets out a soft, almost breathless laugh. "Well, damn." He walks over to the kitchen counter, where his phone is. His gaze falls on the empty space where Kaito had just been. He feels a sudden, intense urge to follow him. To see that flush again. To hear that soft, breathless confession once more. But he holds back. Kaito had asked for space, had retreated to change. He would respect that. He picks up his phone, his thumb hovering over the screen. Bakery. He’d promised pastries and breakfast together. And now, that promise felt less like a casual offer and more like… a date. A very, very early morning, post-workout, shirtless-alpha-and-flustered-mage date. He orders, his fingers flying across the screen, a faint tremor in his hands. 6 berry pastries, 6 savory croissants, two strong coffees. He adds a small, ridiculously expensive box of chocolate-covered strawberries on a whim. He doesn’t know why exactly. He just knows he wants Kaito to have them. Order placed, he looks around the living room. He shakes his head again, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. He heads towards the bathroom and grabs a fresh towel from a nearby basket. A shower. To clean himself up, so Kaito wouldn’t have to smell his stank. But now… now he wonders if Kaito would really mind. Asher steps into the spacious, tiled bathroom. The air is cool, sterile. He strips quickly, tossing his sweat-damp pants into a hamper. He catches his reflection in the large mirror. His body, still glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, looks powerful, carved. He studies the planes of his chest, the tautness of his abdomen, the thick muscles of his arms. He’s always taken pride in his physique, a necessity for an alpha, a reflection of his strength and discipline. But now, he sees it through a different lens. Kaito’s lens. He turns on the shower, letting the water warm. Steam begins to curl, softening the harsh edges of the room. He steps under the spray, letting the hot water sluice over his skin. It feels good, cleansing, but not entirely. The scent of Kaito, faint but persistent, still clings to his mind, interwoven with the memory of his words. He scrubs at his skin, working up a rich lather, the scent of cedar and musk filling the air. He washes his hair, running his fingers through the thick strands, feeling the tension slowly ease from his scalp. But his mind remains active, replaying the scene in the living room. Kaito, pale in the morning light, framed by the doorway. His wide, curious eyes. The way his gaze had lingered, then darted away. The flush that had risen on his cheeks, spreading to his ears. The small, involuntary gasp. And then, the words. Honest. Unflinching. Bold. Asher leans his head against the tiled wall, letting the water drum against his back. He’d always prided himself on his control, his alpha composure. But Kaito seemed to chip away at it effortlessly, leaving him feeling exposed and… strangely exhilarated. He thinks of Kaito’s hands, twisting nervously. The way his voice had softened when he’d confessed to liking sweets. The way his eyes, even in their shyness, had held a direct, unwavering gaze. Asher finishes his shower, feeling cleaner, but the internal hum, the thrum of anticipation, remains. He dries himself vigorously, then wraps a fresh towel around his waist. He pads back into his bedroom, his mind already racing ahead. What would Kaito wear? What would they talk about? Would the tension, the charged atmosphere, still be there? Or would the mundane act of eating breakfast together somehow dissipate it? He hopes not. Asher pulls out a pair of dark, comfortable jeans and a soft, charcoal-grey t-shirt. Yeah maybe Kaito was right about his wardrobe being boring, but Asher felt the most comfortable in dose colors. He dresses quickly, his movements efficient. He glances at his reflection again. He looks… normal. Less like the raw, primal creature Kaito had witnessed, more like the calm, collected alpha he usually presented to the world. But the internal shift, the subtle loosening of his usual guardedness, is undeniable. He runs a hand through his still-damp hair, raking it back from his forehead. He checks his phone. The bakery order should be here soon. He walks back into the living room, a sense of purpose in his stride. He starts settting the table. He moves around the kitchen, pulling out plates, mugs, silverware. He sets them on the small, round dining table near the window. He pours fresh water into the electric kettle and switches it on. The mundane tasks feel imbued with a new significance, a quiet domesticity that is both unfamiliar and surprisingly welcome. The kettle whistles, and Asher pours the hot water into two mugs. He adds some tea bags. He thinks of Kaito’s preference for sweets. He’ll offer honey and milk. A soft sound from the hallway. Asher’s head snaps up, his hand pausing mid-stir. Kaito steps into the living room, dressed in soft, loose-fitting clothes: a long-sleeved, deep blue shirt that makes his eyes seem even more vibrant, and comfortable dark trousers. His hair is still a little damp, falling softly around his face. He looks… fresh. And still, undeniably, beautiful. Their eyes meet across the small distance. There’s a quiet strength in his gaze, a vulnerability that Asher finds himself drawn to. He offers a small smile. "Morning. Again. His voice is soft. "You look… good. The clothes really fits you." The compliment tumbles out before Asher can censor it. Well, he is glad he didn’t just leave them behind when they ran yestrday.

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