Smooth and delicately fragrant, a faint floral scent could be sensed just by sniffing a little…
Today Madam was still wearing a floral dress…
"Haru, Haruka…"
Feeling something, Reiko Onodera lifted her head shyly, her beautiful eyes filled with soft ripples of affection, and her fair little face also became a bit flushed, pitiful... frail... aggrieved... and helpless.
Showing such an expression on the electric train really made it hard for people to restrain themselves!
"Ahem, well, that…"
Faced with evidence as clear as a branding iron, even Haruka Yuzan felt too guilty to speak, only able to shift his gaze outside the window, trying hard to divert his attention.
You must stay disciplined, Haruka… You can't be blinded by these temptations, what would Sister Reiko think of you!
Come on, Haruka! Hold it together! Don't drool so easily!!!
But not everything in the world goes as one wishes, just like the predicament Haruka Yuzan was facing now.
