I need some fresh air!

“Uh, don’t worry, I-I’m fine!” Tanukichi stammered as he pushed himself away from Anna and stood back up. “It’s just that, uh… I just realized that I forgot to buy milk on the way home!”

“But I used your fridge just a few minutes ago, and it seemed like you had plenty,” Anna pointed out.

“Uh, I meant… chocolate milk, of course! I’m just gonna… run down to the convenience store and get some!” Tanukichi inched awkwardly towards his front door, **** for a chance to process what just happened.

“Oh, well that sure was forgetful of you, Tanukichi~ Let me give you a bag so you can take some of my cookies with you – they’re best when they’re still fresh, after all,” Anna replied sweetly, buying his story completely. “And don’t you worry; I’ll be sure to watch your apartment until you get back.”

“Please, that isn’t necessary Ms. Nishikinomiya, honestly,” Tanukichi hastily insisted as he put the cookies Anna gave him into his shirt pocket. “You really, really ought to go home before it gets too late.”

“I’m afraid I must insist, Tanukichi. Someone needs to make sure no one takes any of your confiscated panties, after all.” Anna motioned towards the large pile of underwear gathered right outside Tanukichi’s door. “Can you imagine what the scandal it would be if some poor, unsuspecting woman came by and tried to wear a pair? She could risk becoming indecent for the rest of her life!”

“Oh, right… almost forgot about those…” Tanukichi mumbled, shoulders drooping. “Thank you, Madame President.”

“No problem, Tanukichi! And please, just call me Anna!” The silver-haired girl placed a hand under her chin and licked her lips, her black headband looking like some kind of inverse halo as she stared at him a lust so hot it could melt steel. “Now be sure to hurry back, okay? I promise to greet you… warmly when you return~”

“I’ll, uh… keep that in mind!” Tanukichi shut the door to his apartment as fast as he could without slamming it and shivered. “Dammit… every time I think she’s back to normal she just keeps getting weirder!”

As Tanukichi walked down the stairs to the street, he took out the bag of cookies Anna had given him and looked at it.

“I still can’t believe Anna would so something so indecent,” he thought to himself in despair. “There is no way a pure mind could have thought up something like that on pure accident… she… she was actually horny… for me?”

A mixture of disgust, arousal, pride, and fear welled inside Tanukichi’s gut, the confusing and contradictory emotions nearly causing him to faint. It was as if everything he had ever known to be true in the world was lie, and that the very laws of physics themselves would turn out to be lies next. He would not have been surprised if gravity just stopped working all of a sudden and he fell into the sky – his head certainly made him feel like it was the case already.

“Get it together, Tanukichi.” The boy took a deep breath and recomposed himself. “She still made these cookies for me. That was a genuine, pure act of kindness, right? That means that, deep down, she’s still the innocent, amazing girl I knew in grade school!”

He took one of the cookies out of the bag and examined it closely.

“Though… these cookies are still way too lewd… I should probably get rid of them.” Despite what he just said to himself, Tanukichi put one into his mouth and chewed on it, savoring both the sugar and sweetness, and the Anna’s unique tang as well. “But it would also be rude to throw away a gift…”

As Tanukichi headed towards the convenience store down the block, he ate the rest of Anna’s cookies and became intimately familiar with the taste of her ‘nectar’, which was surprisingly distinct to Ayame’s As his tongue slid over the sweet crumbs of the snack, he couldn’t help but imagine licking the girl’s silver-haired pussy – even if he didn’t admit to himself that he was.

By the time Tanukichi arrived at the convenience store, Tanukichi had finished the last of the cookies and tossed the plastic bag Anna gave him into garbage. Inside, Tanukichi’s eyes were drawn to an aisle close to the entrance of the store.

“To think… the spot where they used to keep dirty magazines now has nothing but sexless greeting cards,” Tanukichi thought to himself as he eyed a card that read ‘You’re a real treat!’ over the picture of a dog with big eyes and a bone in its mouth. “And yet they still have plenty of **** and cigarettes to sell for some reason.”

Pushing the thoughts of hypocrisy from his mind, Tanukichi walked past the alcoholic beverages and grabbed some chocolate milk from a fridge in the back.

“Augh, there’s no way I can get out of going back home, is there?” Tanukichi sighed to himself. “Even if I get a hotel room, I have feeling she’ll still be there when I come back from school tomorrow. Maybe… she’ll go if I just ask nicely? Or, if I say its immoral for her to stay overnight at a boy’s home if they aren’t partners? Yeah, that’s it! I won’t even be lying to her if I tell her that!”

Feeling confident in his plan, Tanukichi took his milk and approached the checkout counter. The woman standing behind the counter was about twelve years older than him, with her black hair tied back in a bun, light pink lipstick, a small beauty mark under the right side of her mouth, and she was wearing a yellow apron with a green sweater underneath. The nametag on her apron read Yuria Ichida.

“Hello here, Mr. Okuma,” she greeted. “Is this going to be everything for you today?”

“Yeah, this is it,” Tanukichi replied as he thought “I guess I have to get used to everyone knowing my name now.”

“Alright then, here you go!” the older woman said politely as she bagged the milk carton. “Oh, and don’t forget your kiss!”

“Of course…” Tanukichi took in a deep breath and leaned over the counter, pressing his lips against hers. This was the first time he had ever kissed a girl with lipstick, and it felt rather strange. Her lips were waxy and slick, and the makeup added a strange taste to her spit when his tongue entered the woman’s mouth. He was expecting the woman to be more experienced, but she still let him guide her mouth through it anyways. After a few moments of exploring her mouth, Tanukichi finally let her go, pulling back and wiping away the lipstick that had gathered on his mouth.

“It was a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Okuma.” Yuria picked up the grocery bag and offered it to Tanukichi. “Have a wonderful evening!”

Tanukichi was about to take the bag and leave, when he suddenly noticed something strange about the hand that was offering it to him – it had a wedding ring around one of the fingers.

“You’re married!?” Tanukichi gasped in shock. “I… I just kissed a married woman!?”

“Uh… yes, you did.” Mrs. Ichida replied, confused by his sudden alarm. “Is that a problem?”

“Er, no, it’s just, uh…” Tanukichi stammered as his mind tried to come up with some kind of excuse for his behavior just now.