Warning❗️Sexually explicit content ahead❗️
This chapter is just so freaking long that I want to write a warning. If you're not into long chapters better just leave this chapter⚠️

Everything that I wrote here, I think it's relevant to the story's plot(for now🥲🤣) so I'll just leave this be for the mean time.

It really took me time writing this because at some point I almost lost inspiration into going forward and finishing this story.

I am the slowest writer ever and I'm into my 7th draft of this chapter when "Hopelessly Devoted to you" by Olivia Newton-John played in my work place speaker and I just realized it perfectly captures the mood of this chapter. Yes I'm a Jpop fan aswell as old song lover and a lot of 80-90's songs contributed to my inspiration to create this story entirely.

So yeah...Enjoy reading!
—Ikoma Sensei💋

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Even after the rekindling that they did and made they had made up, to Louise's dismay, it doesn't mean that she and Ojiro are back to their newlyweds honeymoon phase of their relationship.

He needs to disappear again to concentrate on his training for his Grand Prix Series second assignment, and he can only communicate with her to arrange a trip for her in Nagano and watch him skate.

And as an ever-supportive girlfriend, she accepted it, of course.

He reserved a seat for her, and the competition venue is just two hours away from Minato via the Nozawa Onsen bus liner. He can also get Atsushi-san to pick her up, but things are tight with her work, so she promised him to board the scheduled train, but unfortunately, she didn't make it on time. The train had already left, which caused her to miss his free skating.

They can be able to communicate again with each other through text right after he got back from Nagano, and Ojiro appeared not to be very happy about it.

And of course, Louise's sharp intellect anticipated this reaction from him so as the ideal angel of a girlfriend that she is, she apologized along with sweet, kind and comforting words but his mood was never been better after he silvered.

Louise heard her coworkers talking about it during breaks. She couldn't understand a word of it, of course, but she's pretty sure it was something about unfair scoring in favor of that stupid looking gringo that she thinks she had seen somewhere before, putting Ojiro into second place in his own skating fed's Nippon Cup.

For a moment Louise was feeling repentant for missing his free skate live and she don't want to bring the subject up now that he's not in a great mood but he's giving her the grumpy attitude so she chose to talk back.

Well, who else should we put to blame after this big brained, genius guy thought of promoting me to editing department, adding to the pile of my work? Who's that again? Oh, right. It's you Ojiro. Her text reads.

Louise got promoted as a story board editor. Someone who collects all the finished frames to spot mistakes and correct it, sharpening the art work and she was completely overjoyed about it at first because she can finally get away from her trash work as a junior animator only to be realized later that Ojiro, has actually something to do with it.

Why not? You deserved it after all the hard work you put on to the project.
He replied.

I know.

She knows it.

But it doesn't mean she had forgiven him from interfering with her career and it's not like she didn't want to accept the promotion but she needs him to understand that things like this is something he shouldn't have meddling with and he need to understand that they're both in the peak of their careers and considering the status of their relationship, dating in secret, some things are always doomed to fail.

But when Ojiro disappeared again in the course of his preparation for Grand Prix final Louise finally regretted not making into Nagano to see him skate.

She felt even worse when he discovered that he's going to Barcelona Spain with Kaede to represent their respective discipline together with other athletes to the Grand Prix Final.

So, in the last weekend of his training, Louise hadn't missed a single session of her skating class. Not because she finally changed into a dedicated student, of course, but to take her time spying that leech.

"...after Ojiro-nii, she actually got linked to a lot of guys onee-chan. She was once rumored to sleep with this British ice show producer and then got involved to this Chinese married man. The lists were un ending," Ichika whispered to her while she's doing her spy mission.

"I knew it! I knew this bruja was up to something," she muttered under her breath.

She actually didn't expect her side kick would might be this useful into digging Kaede's life.

Louise was not a part of the figure skating fandom and she doesn't have all the time to waste and stalk her online. Actually, she can also just simply snatch Ojiro's phone and read their conversation to get the information she needed and Lousie actually tried this one time while he's in the shower but it was all written in kanji, she almost threw away his phone in frustration.

Ojiro and Kaede have been hanging out a lot for a while in the rink. He didn't inform her anything about it but Kaimen believes that Ojiro was indeed under an unusually more intense training regimen in his pursuit of the hardest jump in figure skating, Louise has a feeling she needs to keep an eye on that querida.

"Will you two just stop this? This is embarrassing!" Kaimen yelled at them.

Their classmates who were on a break in the side of the rink are throwing them a weird look.

"Ne Louisia-nee, why are you suddenly interested to Kaede-nee and Ojiro-nii's love story? Moshikashite..."

Kaimen throws Ichika a look.

"Moshikashite, you're finally a fan of Ojiro-nii?" her face lightens up in awe.

"Ugh, why am I surrounded by dumb asses?" Kaimen mumbled to himself.

"Can you two shut up? Push me over there, quick!" Louise commanded.

She's riding a kuma-shaped skating aid, wearing a big fashion dark shades and Ojiro's oversize jacket for a cover up while watching Ojiro and Kaede from a far, discussing something on the ice.

Kaimen sighed, rolling his eyes to her but moves to help Ichika push the bear she's riding.

Now, Louise can clearly see through her dark shades on how Kaede flexes her flirty smile and then motions to casually tie her hair up, exposing her bare neck to Ojiro.

"La puta!" she gasped in Spanish.

It was like indirect flexing of her coochie to Ojiro.

That's the last thing she saw before her angry sensei caught her spying and summoned her again into the office for the 89th time.

***

Louise lets out a groan as she felt the hot water enveloping her bare form, sending a warm nice tingle all over her. She leans back by the tile of her tub covered with mist from the hot water, submerging her naked body on it to relax.

She closed her eyes. Image of her plays on her head of those nights while she's sitting on the tub with Ojiro. She's hugging her knees in front of her, her back is resting to his damp warm skin and toned body.

His muscled veiny arms and legs are wrapped around her, both of them fits themselves inside the narrow tub.

Still, nothing is better than night hot baths with her mi cariño.

As much as she wanted to relax, her mind is restless. She's wonders what he's doing now. He's probably still in the last part of the competition's gala performance or by now he's already resting in his hotel alone. Or is he?

In every competition, that's where all the hook ups happen. She remembered Nissho told her one time.

Well, what do you expect if you leave the beautiful, physically fit young people together in one place for a week?

She also heard from him that they give out free condoms.

But Nissho assured her that she shouldn't be worrying about Ojiro because he's clever enough to hide and no one else knows even him where he disappears to in every competition.

Did he just told me to calm down?

No one is calming down!

This is WAR.

Her brilliant inttelecto has already readied something that would probably keep him falling head over heels of her all over again under her black genjutsu and that is...

...a cute, selfie of her showing her bare neck and shoulders.

Louise always known to be proven effective that this assets of hers makes Ojiro's knees weak and his Katana hard.

"Ah fu fu fu," a hand covers her mouth while letting out a slutty laugh. "Oh, my God. I'm so genius,"

I won't lose to that querida!

She lit up a scented candle and leans on tub in an inclining position letting her mind to relax.

Then a loud ringing blared from her phone, making him screech in surprise.

"Ay, Satanas!" she gets up, splashing the tub's water from everywhere.

"WHAT?!" she growls upon picking up the phone but when she heard Ojiro's voice, she immediately switched to her delicate angelic form. "Hola mi querido. How's your evening?"

He's in his hotel room, tucking himself up to bed so she didn't expect him to call her in the hour of the night. She knows Ojiro was dead tired from skating to his gala performance and from all of the media exposures.

"What was that?" he asked her the other end.

"Hmm? Nani?" she asked, faking an innocent tone.

"I know you know what I'm talking about," she can hint the low tone of his husk voice in the line, giving her the impression that her plan seems like not working so she needs to step up her flirting skills.

"Oh, nothing. Just a small token for my champion. Omedetto!" she mumbled in her soft, angelic voice.

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