His Childhood Friend is a Beautiful, Reclusive Girl, So He Spends His After-School Hours in Her Room (But He’s Not Her Boyfriend!) - Ch. 46: Something's Wrong With Yuika 2
- His Childhood Friend is a Beautiful, Reclusive Girl, So He Spends His After-School Hours in Her Room (But He’s Not Her Boyfriend!)
- Ch. 46: Something's Wrong With Yuika 2
I was cornered against the wall in Yuika’s room.
It was not that she did anything to me. It was just that she hit me with her F cup.
…Yeah, that does a lot to me!
Can’t blame me for retreating to the wall like an escaped rabbit!
Yuika was embarrassed and hid her bre*sts with her hands. She was covering her bre*sts though it doesn’t really cover it up, please don’t make that gesture.
“Yuika…just keep your hands down quietly, quietly.”
“? You want to see my b**bs?”
“N-no, not at all! Now that’s what I call an American policeman telling others to put down a weapon! And don’t say ‘b**bs’! What’s with the expression? What’s with that?”
I couldn’t help but become tongue-tied, and that blatant reaction was avenged.
For some reason, Yuika was puzzled
What’s with the cute face? I was about to ask her why she was looking so strange, but she tilted her head.
She shook her straight black hair and asked me something outrageous.
“Souta, by any chance, do you like it when girls say ‘b**bs’?”
“—!? You, oh, I, my—!”
“‘You, can’t possibly have b**bs’…?”
She nodded at her own accurate interpretation at high speed.
I was too shaken to speak properly. Seeing me like that, Yuika’s eyes shined brightly.
“That’s a good thing. I have found Souta’s critical point! It’s opening up a new world!”
It was not a new world! I’m not showing you! Go back to East Blue and start over!
Yuika approached me quickly like a fish out of water.
“Hey, hey, hey, Souta!”
“Close, close, close! Too close!”
I’m really cornered against the wall. Earlier, I had only rushed to the wall by myself due to mental damage, but now I was being physically driven by Yuika as well.
She punched me with about as much force as an impact blitz.
I dodged it quickly, but then, boom! I heard a pitiful voice from Iori’s room saying, “oh my goodness, the books came flying out of the bookshelf!”
Sorry, Iori, I’ll clean it up with you later.
And, his sister was crying a waterfall in front of me.
“Aww, my hands hurt…”
“Stupid. You’re not supposed to punch.”
“It’s not a punch. It’s a wall slam.”
“Either way, you’re not doing it right…”
I should have grabbed her wrist instead of avoiding her. I would have been able to at least do that if I weren’t so shocked…I felt a little sorry.
“Souta, blow my hand…”
“Goodness, you’re such a handful.”
I took her hand and blew on the back of her slightly reddened hand.
There was not even a scratch, so I guess her hand was okay.
As I was thinking, Yuika suddenly grinned at me like some kind of villain.
“You let your guard down, kid.”
“Who’s the kid? —Gee”
She squeezed my hand tightly.
It was common…a lover’s grip. You may think that she had given up after failing the kabedon, but Yuika’s offensive was not over.
My heart palpitations, which had stopped, started to race again. I tried to escape, but the wall was already behind me. Moreover, her face was so close that it almost took my breath away.
“Hey… You can’t grip it like that at this distance.”
“Why? Why can’t I?”
She nuzzled at me with a squealing cat voice. The sensation of her slim fingers and the way we touched was soothing.
Oh no, this is really not good… I would get addicted to the lover’s grip if I wasn’t careful.
“Hey hey, Souta…”
She softly leaned her face to my ear and nibbled my ear.
It was as if we were having a secret conversation.
What, what are you going to say!? The alarming cherry blossom-colored lips whispered to me.
She gripped tightly, even more tightly than before.
“—Were my b**bs soft?”
I was so shocked, it felt as if I’d been hit in the brain and completely obliterated.
I feel like I’m going to crack and fall right now.
This is, not good. Yuika is directly going for my mind.
I was hoping that Iori would come to stop me at a speed that looks like the world is shrinking, but my ramblings are put away now. It would not accept a referee stop.
I’m seriously trapped, both mentally and physically.