"Slurp."
Misaki Saki unconsciously took a sip, but then realized,
"What saliva are you talking about?"
"Alright, go to sleep, I have to go to school tomorrow."
Haruka Yuzan yawned and then began to urge them to leave.
"No way, just tell me, I'm curious!"
Misaki Saki took off her shoes and plopped down next to Haruka,
"Aiya, we've known each other for a year now, how could I not know what type of girls you like?"
Her fair, slender legs were clamped together, unlike Mrs. Onodera's plump, long legs, Misaki Saki's shorter legs were delicate and tight,
With a turn of his head, Haruka could see her small bottom wrapped in a white T-shirt sit right in front of him.
Looking further up, Misaki Saki was giving him a mischievous smile.
"I just like one thing—good looks."
"Hehe, is that really it? Actually, I have a little request too," Misaki Saki whispered,
"Next time you do 'that', can I sneak a peek from the side? I'll just watch for a bit."
