Her soft hand felt boneless and slightly cool to the touch, and just at that moment of contact, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but react.
It wasn't because he was lecherous.
Instead, as a healthy, energetic high school student, such a reaction was quite normal.
If you think about it, imagine at the dining table, a beautiful girl's tender hand gently caressing the inside of your thigh.
If possible,
Haruka Yuzan wished he could replace it with a little foot.
Unfortunately, Chiba Shimizu would not agree; if Haruka Yuzan dared to suggest it, he would be met with a look of disdain, as if looking at trash.
Some things are better left thought.
Haruka Yuzan took a deep breath, steeled himself to flick the tender hand away from his thigh's inside, but... after mulling over it for a while, that's all he managed to stiffen.
"....."
"...."
Wait, now's not the time to worry about whether he's hard or not, right? Chiba-san, with what you're doing, are you really living up to your character?
