Sachiko helped us choose clothes to work out in a couple of days ago. They arrived in the mail while we were in the office today. They were long pants and long sleeves for me, so they didn't show much of my skin, yet they were uncomfortably tight.
There was no mirror tall enough to see my entire body in my room, so I asked.
"Hey, Jun. Does my butt stand out too much?"
He looked down at it.
"Is that a trap question?"
"Stop asking if every question I ask is a trap and answer."
"Okay, okay. It stands out but it's not bad."
I was left in the same spot.
Jun stood up from the bed after tying up his shoes. His shirt and shorts didn't look as tight, yet they emphasized his slim figure.
"Ready?" he asked.
"No, but let's go."
We grabbed our change of clothes and walked out of my room.
"Sachiko, we're ready to leave," I shouted from the hallway.
