“Whoa! You know what I’m talking about, Otomizu-chan. I am pleased!”
I never thought Otomizu and Oya-san would hit it off. ……
The good thing about Otomizu was that she could hit it off with anyone she wanted to.
Oya-san’s constant belligerent attitude was quite impressive, even for a seasoned salesman.
Oya-san’s mood improved, and he sat back down facing Otomizu.
“Then, I’ll tell you something special.”
“Yes!”
“There’s actually an exhibition of erotic goods, and it’s really awesome!”
“For real?!!! Tell me more about it!!!”
Hey, hey, hey!!
What the hell is this old man saying?
And don’t even get me started on Otomizu, who is sounding too excited.
I hurriedly pulled Otomizu closer to me.
“Hey, Otomizu. What are you talking about?”
“Eh, Because it sounds interesting.”
“No. As your former instructor, I forbid you to talk about such things.”
“Mou~!”
“Don’t pout on purpose, it won’t work.”
I didn’t think that she would be intrigued by such a topic. ….
Rather, I guess her curiosity was stronger than others.
Ah …. There was another who liked this kind of thing.
Kaedezaka.
She was the kind of rotten girl who proudly claimed that she reads erotic doujinshi.
Her eyes must be shining right now.
But, Are? Where did she go?
I looked around and saw someone hiding her face behind a binder a short distance away.
Maybe that was…Kaedezaka?
Very suspicious.
“…Kaedezaka?”
When I called out to her, Kaedezaka peeked through the binder and looked at me.
Judging by the crimson color of her face, she was probably embarrassed by Oya-san’s words.
“Wha….What is it…”
“Perhaps you are not good with erotic topics?”
Kaedezaka then shivered, and then brushed her long hair away with her hand and tried to put on a confident attitude.
“Tha… That’s not true. Hmph! Ero is …. It’s okay….”
“Take it easy.”
This girl …. was the type who was fine when herself talks about it, but when others talk about ero stuff, she gets embarrassed and doesn’t talk about it.