Yuzuru scratched his cheek and replied as if in contemplation.
“…your breasts?”
And Arisa sighed.
“Well, I think so, too.”
Arisa then turned her gaze to her chest.
Perhaps it was because of her gym uniform, but the unevenness seemed to be more clearly visible than usual.
“…Is it an inconvenience, after all?”
“Well, it’s been growing for a long time, and before I knew it, it was so big. So I don’t feel like it’s dramatically inconvenient… but I still feel like it’s in the way sometimes. It’s definitely more comfortable without it.”
“Do you think it would have been better if it was smaller?”
When Yuzuru asked that, Arisa gave a small groan.
“I don’t know. A smaller one might be comfortable, but a smaller one might make you wish it was bigger.”
“Are you satisfied with yours?”
“Well… I think it’s not bad.”
As for Arisa, it seemed to be a plus overall.
Then Arisa scratched her cheek and then asked Yuzuru.
“What do you think… Yuzuru-san?”
“…About your breasts?”
“Y-yes, that’s right… What else could it be?”
Embarrassed, Arisa lowered her eyes.
Yuzuru, on the other hand, directed his gaze to Arisa’s chest.
There was a bulge there that significantly pushed up the fabric.
A slight white camisole was showing through.
“I think you have very wonderful ones.”
“I-I see… That’s right. You like them, don’t you? big ones…”
Yuzuru had never explicitly told Arisa that he liked big breasts.
However, Arisa already knew that he gave the conditions of engagement as “big breasts, etc“.
“W-well, …as much as anyone else, I suppose?”
“…Is mine to your satisfaction?”
“It’s… of course. To the point, it’s wasted on me.”
“Th-that’s, good to hear…”
Arisa’s white skin had turned bright red.
From the tips of her ears to the nape of her neck, it was rose-colored.
However, perhaps because she was too embarrassed, Arisa then became silent.
Yuzuru called out Arisa’s name several times, but there was no reply.
Since he had no choice, Yuzuru silently massaged Arisa’s shoulders.
“…Uh, um”
And after a moment of silence, Arisa opened her mouth.
“…What’s up?”
“You like… my breasts, don’t you?”
Such was the question.
“That’s… well, yeah…”
Rather than saying that he liked Arisa’s breasts, it would be more accurate to say that he liked her.