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I think you probably found your answer since then but in case you haven't this is the manga "Shou Sensei no Ecchi na Himitsu" by Noda Nonda It's the last chapter (6) and it's not about the main couple but their nephew

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Sora glanced at Asta’s phone screen. A smile tugged at his mouth, knowingly, He didn’t try to tease him. Instead, he leaned back slightly, watching the way Asta’s attention narrowed to that single glowing rectangle. It reminded Sora of how he himself were when Fang texted him. Although they now lived together and saw eachother every single day. He still felt that excitement the second he recognized Fang’s number on the display. Cota hopped up onto Sora’s lap, batting lazily at a drifting petal. He absentmindedly ran his fingers through the fox’s fur. ["You fixed your relationship with Fang. Help me fix mine! Teach me your ways! (...) What should I say?"] "..." Sora blushed taken by suprise at the suddenly question. "Ah.. um well we.. talked it out.. in a way.." he wasn’t sure if he should share too much about him going into Fang’s memories. Knowing Asta he wou want know a rough plan if what it was about but Sora wouldn’t share that intimate information between them as a couple. "Maybe just go for it? Say: Leon we need to talk. I did that with Fang." (Only Fang isn’t really big on conversation, so it didn’t work on him.) "I senses Leon is the kind of guy who will listen. You can just tell him how you told me if you find it hard to explain." "I don’t know him as well as you, but I think he is waiting for you too to go forward. Maybe he just don’t know how to. Although you are doing great now he might still be stuck in the before." Sora patted Asta’s shoulder. "Trust me is not easy for anything to take the first step. But if you don’t change things they properly never will and you'll regret it for a long, long time.. I don't have all answers, but you know I'll always be on your side" What Asta wanted in that moment had been the same for Sora. If Sora had learned anything from nearly losing Fang, it was this: waiting for the 'right moment' could become another way to hide the exuses and stall. Sometimes the bravest thing was accepting something good when it was right infront of you. Sora felt his own phone vibrating in his pocket when a message came in. When he got the chance to he pulled it out and read it, a warm smile bloomed on his face. Fang was doing so much better compared to before. Sora could relax when he read his texts now From Sora’s perspective, the text was obvious— Fang missed him. That was what the text said in a roundabout way. A warm, comforting sensation spread through Sora, tingling beneath his skin and quickening his pulse. The text was unbelievably cute — sweet in a way that made his chest ache. All he wanted was to run home and throw himself into Fang’s arms. He missed Fang’s scent, missed the solid reassurance of his presence whenever the werewolf wasn’t nearby. It was a little silly, but Sora couldn’t help feeling like he’d grown clingier lately — especially now that Fang had begun to loosen his grip, no longer trying to control Sora’s life. “Well then, if you’re going on a date with your boyfriend,” Sora said as he stood and looked at Asta, “I think I’ll head home to mine too.” He smiled. “I’ll ask Fang about the trip, and you talk to Leon. I’m sure we can arrange something that works for all of us.” “All of us?” Leon’s voice came from behind them, making both boys look up in surprise. Leon smiled awkwardly. “Are you two planning another double date?” he asked — though a part of him hoped that wasn’t the case. Sora nudged Asta playfully with his shoulder. “Hey, ask your boyfriend. It was his idea,” he teased. “He’s just feeling a little sentimental about school ending soon and all. Honestly? Me too.” He pulled Asta into a tight hug, then quickly let go and took off running. “See you! Take care of my boy, Leon!” Sora called back, Cota sprinting at his heels. Sora was faster than he used to be and disappeared in no time. He loved spending time with Asta, and he knew they wouldn’t be able to see each other every day like they had before. Still, none of them would be alone — they’d always be friends. It was just another part of growing up. At the bus stop, Sora made sure Cota stayed close. He opened his bag and let the tiny fox hop inside, safe from being stepped on or squished once they boarded the bus. ------------------ (Leon) Leon took off his sunglasses and glanced back at his boyfriend, one eyebrow lifting in amused curiosity. A smile tugged at his lips as he stepped closer, gently pulling Asta into a soft hug. “And what are you two planning now, I wonder?” he said lightly, shaking his head — then pausing as he remembered he’d come without waiting for a reply. “Uh, sorry, I kind of just showed up,” Leon added sheepishly. “I was going to wait for your answer, but… I was nearby and, well—” He bit his lip, clearly embarrassed. Earlier, a group of girls had spotted him lingering outside the school gates. Even with a cap and sunglasses to hide himself, they’d recognized him almost immediately and started chasing him. Luckily, he’d managed to lose them — and then he caught Asta’s scent and simply followed it. Leon’s arms settled comfortably around Asta’s waist, holding him close as he breathed in that familiar spicy scent. To Leon, it was the best smell in the world. “It might be a little late for lunch,” he said gently. “Have you eaten yet? We could also grab some ice cream if you’d prefer… only if you want to, that is.” There it was again. Leon suggesting they do something together, but always leaving space for Asta to refuse, to pull away, or to tell him no. It was a habit born from two years of being careful. Learning how to show Asta his love, while walking on eggshells around him. --------------------------- (Sora) While riding the bus, Sora texted Fang to let him know he was on his way back — but he carefully avoided saying when. He wanted it to be a surprise. Cota peeked out of Sora’s bag while they were on the bus, still wide awake, but by the time they got off, the little fox had dozed off. From there, it was only a short five-minute walk to Fang’s apartment. Sora let himself in with his own key, moving as quietly as he could — although he knew Fang would hear the moment the key slid into the lock if he was paying attention. Once inside, Sora set his bag down softly so he wouldn’t wake the fox, then tiptoed farther in. When he spotted Fang’s feet sticking out from the couch, he slowely walked over and looked down at him. Fang’s arm was draped over his eyes, hiding half of his face, and Sora couldn’t tell whether he was awake or asleep. He smiled anyway. He liked seeing Fang like this — relaxed. Leaning over him, Sora braced himself with one hand on either side of Fang, the couch dipping only slightly under his weight. “Honey, I’m home,” he whispered, deliberately soft and playful, like a husband greeting his partner after a long day.

“I don’t see a problem with you wearing whatever you want, whether it’s pants or skirts.” He spoke honestly to Yukie, wanting them to understand that he wouldn’t be embarrassed to be seen with them, even in public. “You looked really beautiful in that dress you showed me the first time. And you looked so confident wearing it. I really thought you were this cool show stopper of a model. I meant you can wear everything and still look so good." “Ah, but you can’t just *not* care about what you wear. Especially as we’re going out on a date.” He pointed at Yukie, then gestured toward the closet. “I know clothes are just clothes, but you still have to put some effort in. Like earlier, when we were trying on suits. Didn’t you kind of want to wear something that would make me drool all over you?” Julius asked, fidgeting with the fabric hanging nearby. “I usually want to wear something I think you’d like, or something I feel good wearing for you… even though I know you wouldn’t love me just because of what I wear. I do it because I want to. Because maybe it’ll make you like me just a tiny bit more.” Julius stared down at the sleeve beneath his fingers, unable to lift his eyes to Yukie as he said something so heartfelt. Speaking so openly made him feel shy. Julius let go of the fabric and finally looked at Yukie as he spoke. “I wouldn’t be uncomfortable if you wanted to wear it,” he said gently. “I know it wouldn’t change who you are — you will still be you.. and someone I love dearly.” He smiled sweetly, though a faint shyness still lingered. “I’ll support you no matter what. And I’m sure you’d look the prettiest… not that I’d ever compare you to anyone else.” His gaze drifted to the three dresses Yukie had set aside, and he began to consider what he might wear himself. He doubted there would be much in his size, but it didn’t really matter. Dress pants, a shirt, maybe a vest — that would be enough. He could always alter the fit and color while borrowing them; everything would return to normal once he took them off. “Mmm, I don’t really know much about dresses,” Julius admitted, “but I think you look amazing in color. Though… the silver one is beautiful too. It matches your hair.” --- “Alright, we’ll start with stamina training,” Yumro said. “It’s good practice for both takeoff and landing. Plus, the more you shift between your different forms, the smoother it’ll become — and eventually, it won’t hurt anymore.” As he spoke, he opened a small portal and sent the large bag through, packed with all the food and supplies Haru had prepared. “Let me take the bag with the water bottles for now.” Yumro held out his hand, took the last bag from Haru, and stored it in a portable space. “Shift.” In an instant, Yumro’s back tore open. Bones burst through the skin at his shoulders, though the wounds sealed before much blood could spill. The transformation was violent and swift. But slow enough to witness as wing bones formed, muscles and skin followed, and black feathers sprouted, growing until his wingspan stretched three times the length of his body. From a distance, he resembled a dark, angelic figure. Up close, however, intricate snake-like patterns adorned his neck and upper body. His once warm-toned skin had turned pale, nearly matching Yukie’s, and his short silver hair lengthened in an instant, flowing almost to his waist. With a quiet sigh, Yumro pulled out a hair tie and secured his hair into a ponytail for better control. Another irritating trait he’d inherited from Yukie’s genes. “Come on, Haru. Shift,” he said, offering a warm, fatherly smile. “Don’t worry — I’ve got you.”

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Sharing the 3rd volume: Title : 鷹神様と憐れな生贄 瑞花 3 / Takagami sama to Awarena Ikenie Zuika 3 / Hawk God and Miserable Sacrifice vol 3 Author : 丹野ちくわぶ / Tanno Chikuwabu 2024 / Japanese / JPEG

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