shriek of surprise as the indescribable feeling and sweet, perfumed scent surrounded him, and he thought for a moment—
This is bad
.
Kyousuke dropped to the floor of the hallway, as if to push the person he had run into down.
—Silence.
Kyousuke’s face was still buried in a soft texture and a pleasant scent. It felt too nice, and Kyousuke, whose mind and body were completely exhausted, thought he might drift off to sleep right there. It was an escape from reality.
Ay-Ayaka. Big brother is too worn out already…
Through his rapid fade from consciousness, Kyousuke heard a quiet voice coming from somewhere above him. “…Excuse me. Could you please move off of my chest now?” It was a girl’s voice, a beautiful, soft soprano mumble.
At first, Kyousuke didn’t understand the girl’s words. A little too late, it hit him.
Chest…breasts? It’s no wonder they’re sof— Wait, craaap!!
Lifting his head and flying off of her, Kyousuke kneeled down on the ground and pressed his forehead to the ground in apology.
“Thank you for the meal! …Wait, that’s not it!! Thank you so much!…Wait, that’s still wrong!! I’m sorry! I’m so sorryyy!” Shaking with too much stimulation, Kyousuke fired off the wrong words in rapid succession. His face was so hot he thought it might catch fire. For the first time since coming to the institution, he really did want to die. “!” Kyousuke squeezed his eyes shut, preparing himself to be verbally abused as a “groper!” and “pervert.”
“Hmm. Well, I guess I should say, ‘You’re welcome?’” replied a gentle voice above him. “How about you pick up your head? And maybe stand? It’s bad manners to have a conversation while sitting in the hall, don’t you think?”
Bewildered by the unexpected reaction, Kyousuke slowly opened his eyes. “…Huh? W-well…I guess…” The first thing his gaze fell upon was a pair of white indoor slippers. Then, two beautiful legs in striped tights. Following these great legs, not too fat or too skinny, as they traced a beautiful upward line, Kyousuke came to a gray pleated skirt that had been cut short and straight on up to a narrow, nipped-in waist. A strange sound like “
Kksshh
” was coming from somewhere.
“My goodness! You came flying out of there so suddenly, you really startled me! You were in the bathroom for a long time, so I thought I’d come in and make sure everything was all right. But then you ran right into me… I’m just glad you weren’t hurt. I suppose these big things can be useful after all!” The girl leaned back a little and crossed her arms, emphasizing her large breasts.
Th-they’re h-huge…!
The girl he had met earlier—Bob—her whole body barely fit into her uniform, but this girl was stretching hers out only across the chest. They were so big he wondered if she might have watermelons jammed in there. Beneath her open blazer, she wore a thin blue sweatshirt and a black tank top, drawing attention to her ample contours.
That’s where my face was buried just a second ago? U-uh-oh…
Kyousuke found himself experiencing some localized tightness in his pants.
“Hey, did you hear me?” the girl was saying in a puzzled voice. “How long do you plan on sitting there?”
“Oh, eh…heh, that’s, ummm…my bad…,” Kyousuke stammered. “I seem to be a little excited for some reason. Eh-ha-ha…”
“‘For some reason’? I don’t get your meaning, but I’d be happy if it’s because of me.”
“Sorry. Could you wait just a little longer? I’ll settle down soon, so, you know…”
“…Let you sit? Aww, I want you to stand up, though. So you’re saying it’s something along these lines: If you’re ‘standing at attention’ for some reason, then that becomes a reason why the rest of you can’t stand up—is that right?”
“W-well, something like that, yeah…anyway, give me a minute.”
“Hmm…in that case, there’s nothing to be done, I suppose. You really
This is bad
.
Kyousuke dropped to the floor of the hallway, as if to push the person he had run into down.
—Silence.
Kyousuke’s face was still buried in a soft texture and a pleasant scent. It felt too nice, and Kyousuke, whose mind and body were completely exhausted, thought he might drift off to sleep right there. It was an escape from reality.
Ay-Ayaka. Big brother is too worn out already…
Through his rapid fade from consciousness, Kyousuke heard a quiet voice coming from somewhere above him. “…Excuse me. Could you please move off of my chest now?” It was a girl’s voice, a beautiful, soft soprano mumble.
At first, Kyousuke didn’t understand the girl’s words. A little too late, it hit him.
Chest…breasts? It’s no wonder they’re sof— Wait, craaap!!
Lifting his head and flying off of her, Kyousuke kneeled down on the ground and pressed his forehead to the ground in apology.
“Thank you for the meal! …Wait, that’s not it!! Thank you so much!…Wait, that’s still wrong!! I’m sorry! I’m so sorryyy!” Shaking with too much stimulation, Kyousuke fired off the wrong words in rapid succession. His face was so hot he thought it might catch fire. For the first time since coming to the institution, he really did want to die. “!” Kyousuke squeezed his eyes shut, preparing himself to be verbally abused as a “groper!” and “pervert.”
“Hmm. Well, I guess I should say, ‘You’re welcome?’” replied a gentle voice above him. “How about you pick up your head? And maybe stand? It’s bad manners to have a conversation while sitting in the hall, don’t you think?”
Bewildered by the unexpected reaction, Kyousuke slowly opened his eyes. “…Huh? W-well…I guess…” The first thing his gaze fell upon was a pair of white indoor slippers. Then, two beautiful legs in striped tights. Following these great legs, not too fat or too skinny, as they traced a beautiful upward line, Kyousuke came to a gray pleated skirt that had been cut short and straight on up to a narrow, nipped-in waist. A strange sound like “
Kksshh
” was coming from somewhere.
“My goodness! You came flying out of there so suddenly, you really startled me! You were in the bathroom for a long time, so I thought I’d come in and make sure everything was all right. But then you ran right into me… I’m just glad you weren’t hurt. I suppose these big things can be useful after all!” The girl leaned back a little and crossed her arms, emphasizing her large breasts.
Th-they’re h-huge…!
The girl he had met earlier—Bob—her whole body barely fit into her uniform, but this girl was stretching hers out only across the chest. They were so big he wondered if she might have watermelons jammed in there. Beneath her open blazer, she wore a thin blue sweatshirt and a black tank top, drawing attention to her ample contours.
That’s where my face was buried just a second ago? U-uh-oh…
Kyousuke found himself experiencing some localized tightness in his pants.
“Hey, did you hear me?” the girl was saying in a puzzled voice. “How long do you plan on sitting there?”
“Oh, eh…heh, that’s, ummm…my bad…,” Kyousuke stammered. “I seem to be a little excited for some reason. Eh-ha-ha…”
“‘For some reason’? I don’t get your meaning, but I’d be happy if it’s because of me.”
“Sorry. Could you wait just a little longer? I’ll settle down soon, so, you know…”
“…Let you sit? Aww, I want you to stand up, though. So you’re saying it’s something along these lines: If you’re ‘standing at attention’ for some reason, then that becomes a reason why the rest of you can’t stand up—is that right?”
“W-well, something like that, yeah…anyway, give me a minute.”
“Hmm…in that case, there’s nothing to be done, I suppose. You really
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