Satoru looked at the black shorts and fell into deep thought.
"Yagami-kun wouldn't think I'm not wearing anything, would you?" Saya leaned on her cheek with interest and blinked her eyes at him.
She stretched her legs straight, revealing her fair and smooth beautiful legs resting on a small stool opposite.
"You know, teenage boys always have many fantasies!"
Satoru openly admitted his mistake and embarrassment.
The temptation just now was a bit too strong~ Even though not slowly put on the black sheer pantyhose and mentioned that kind of sexiness around her waist, it was still an exceptionally rare and graceful sight.
To be honest, Miura Saya's plump, round, smooth, and well-proportioned legs are the best of the best!
"Then, please~" She lay down and continued to invite with a smile. Saya breathed a sigh of relief~ it's a good thing he had such a strong reaction, it means her charm was affirmed, and as long as there is a response, she can continue to use this trick.
It's hard to imagine competing with so many outstanding, beautiful, and hot girls without taking shortcuts.
The sweater dress is actually not long, just barely covering one-third of her thighs. When she lifted it up to reveal her smooth lower abdomen, it didn't look bloated.
Satoru looked up and glimpsed a snowy white area, recalling the snowy white area at the top when she leaned forward earlier—she wasn't wearing a bra!
"Yagami-kun?"
Miura Saya called out again.
"What should I do?"
Satoru naturally continued the conversation.
He had experienced similar situations before.
"Just gently rub with the palm of your hand—around this area. Your hand is warmer, which will make me feel more comfortable."
Miura Saya took the opportunity to naturally hold his hand, guide its direction, and teach him a bit.
Mmm, it's warm and hot indeed. When she touched his cheek earlier, she felt his body temperature was quite high and constant.
Smooth, flat, and delicate without any excess fat. The repeated rubbing felt smooth, tender, and addictive.
Miura Saya narrowed her eyes, feeling the warmth of her breath. Her body slowly warmed up, and a tingling sensation spread from her lower abdomen throughout her body, following the warmth and delicacy of his palm.
Miura Saya realized that such intimate contact would make her lose control. She had always had poor resistance to handsome men, and Satoru, who was so perfect, made her close her legs tightly with just a few touches.
"Is it better now?"
Satoru asked while massaging and kneading.
He initially came to visit and console her, but how did it escalate to this? He was a bit enthralled by the slightly hazy expression and gaze of Saya and wanted to explore further.
After abandoning the principles of balance, Satoru's release of his inner desires became natural.
"It feels much better now. Yagami, your hand is so warm, and it feels cozy."
Miura Saya lightly laughed and nodded in approval.
Her gaze was somewhat hazy as she looked at him, and she felt that the lingering frequent pain had faded somewhat. The warm and comfortable sensation seemed to penetrate deep into her skin.
"That's how a girlfriend should be treated, right?"
She suddenly asked a question out of the blue.
Satoru was still hesitating, looking for an opportunity to climb the mount, but this question brought him back to his senses.
Miyano Mirai was still a bomb. Previously, just because he had lunch with Miura Saya, he lost consciousness in the simulation. If he acted too intimate with Saya...
They would have frequent contact recently, so it would be better not to dance on the edge of a knife.