I pinched Yuika’s thumb and tried to pull it off,…, but she desperately resisted.
“This …This …”
“…N~…Ahn~~…!”
It’s not working. I can’t get her off.
It’s a thumb, but what a grip.
But if I try any harder, I might hurt Yuika’s fingers.
I had no choice but to give up there.
“Ha~. … That’s okay. I’ll leave it at that for now.”
“It was futile to resist.”
Oh, man, can’t you do something about your cocky attitude?
Why my arm, of all things?
If you want to stabilize your posture, why don’t you just put your hands on the wall behind you?
Oh, by the way, yesterday you were talking about how stiff my arms are, what does that have to do with anything?
Ha~. I don’t know what’s going on with high school girls these days.
As for Yuika, she immediately brought up the same topic as usual.
“Hey. How far have you gotten with your kouhai who you are always on LINE with?”
I sighed heavily and replied in annoyance.
“You know what? I think you’re misunderstanding something. I’m a trainer, and I just want to maintain a good relationship with my kouhai. It’s not the kind of development a high school girl should think about.”
That was the obvious answer.
Kouhai was certainly attractive as a woman.
However, as an instructor, I shouldn’t be controlled by such feelings.
As a model senior, I wanted to guide my younger colleagues.
Like a typical working adult, Yuika replied to my splendid talk in a relaxed and casual tone.
“You mean you want to have sex?”
“What kind of image did your brain create?”
I wonder if there was ever a high school girl who could ask such a question without hesitation.
Or is this normal? How could it be?
“Anyway, there’s no such thing as romance. It’s only a business relationship between me and my Kouhai.”
“Yeah, I got the gist. So, Onii-San, you’re a late bloomer and awkward. But I think it’s okay. I don’t hate you.”
“For God’s sake, try to interpret it more normally!”
In the meantime, the train arrived at Seijogakuen-mae station.
Seijo Gakuin was a famous school for young ladies in this area.
Perhaps Yuika was a student of that school.
“Here we are.”
“Ahh… I’ve arrived. Then wait for me in this train at this time tomorrow.
“I’m not going to wait.”
“While saying that, he was an Onii-San who couldn’t be honest with himself and waited with excitement.”
“Don’t give me that narration.”
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Author’s Note:
I’d like to be healed by having my arm munched by Yuika (ouch!) (T/N: Author, we think alike. I like you.) (Editor: A confession? tsk) (T/N: oh nah I only like you)