Series of Unfortunate Misunderstandings -Gessen-

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by wr3kl3ss

by wr3kl3ss

-Yumi-
Yumi walked into the living room, holding a bowl of shaved ice. She noticed that Y/N was standing idly near the island, and failed to notice there was a patch of uneven carpeting. She slipped, and the shaved ice landed cream down, into her cleavage. "A-Are you okay?! I'll get a towel!" Y/N shouted, coming back with a towel. He began wiping it off of her breasts, until they both heard the snap of a camera. They turned to see Shiki smirking, with a small blush. "T-This is totes going on m-my blog..."

-Minori-
Yumi looked over Minori's shoulder, as she made pancakes. "Are they almost ready?" Yozakura asked, sitting at the table. "Almost!" Minori chirped, and turned to Yumi. "Check this out, I can flip them now!" She said, jerking the pan upward, sending the pancake in the air. It didn't come back down, but they heard a splat. They turned to the door, and sweat dropped. Y/N stood there, with the pancake sliding down his face.

-Shiki-
Shiki stood in her room, taking selfies in her mirror. She removed some her clothing, letting it hang. It barely covered her private parts, but she continued taking selfies. The door suddenly opened, and Y/N walked in. Shiki's eyes widened, as Y/N processed the situation. His face remained still, but he slowly closed the door, and Shiki raced over. "W-Wait! This totes not cool!"

-Yozakura-
Y/N massaged Yozakura's shoulders, as she relaxed against him. He touched a certain spot, which proved to be fatal. Yozakura yelped in surprise, her face crimson red. "That's 'nough, I can't take 'nymore..." she mumbled, which made Y/N snicker. "Huh? 'Nymore?" Yozakura blushed, and turned away from him. "That's enough, I don't need anymore!" She huffed, puffing her cheeks.

-Murakumo-
Y/N knocked on Murakumo's door, but got no response. "Hello..." He said, opening the door. He found Murakumo sleeping at her desk, her breasts squished against the desktop. She woke up, and sat up, one of the strings of her tank top falling off her shoulder. "Mm...? Y/N?" She mumbled, before feeling the air get colder. Y/N eyes darted down, and he turned away, blushing a little. Murakumo was confused, but looked down. "KYAAAAAAA!"