Arisa, who was sitting on the sofa, greeted Yuzuru as he got out of the bath.
For some reason, she was fidgety and would not make eye contact with Yuzuru.
Perhaps because she had just taken a bath, or perhaps for some other reason, …Arisa’s skin seemed to be rosy and flushed.
“…Is there anything wrong?”
“N-no, nothing.”
In response to Arisa’s question, Yuzuru replied with some hesitation.
It was because to Yuzuru’s eyes, Arisa’s figure looked very seductive.
The area of skin exposure was very large.
Of course, she wasn’t wearing a bikini but just a short-sleeved white shirt and shorts, so it was healthy “loungewear”…
However, the fact that she had been wearing winter clothes recently, which tend to hide her skin and body lines, made the stimulation feel relatively strong.
She was wearing a jersey up top and down during the marathon, except when she was running, although it was about as revealing as a gym uniform.
He observed Arisa’s breasts swaying slightly while she was running, but he did not get a good look at her body.
In addition, the clothes that Arisa is wearing are thinner than… gym clothes.
The gym clothes are made of solid fabric, but the top and bottom clothes that Arisa is wearing are probably for loungewear or sleeping, and are very “rough”.
As a result, the fabric was thin and the unevenness of Arisa’s body was clearly visible.
Not only that, but the white camisole she was wearing underneath was also showing through.
The shorts she was wearing were black, so her underwear was not visible, but this made Arisa’s white skin seem dazzling.
Above all, the rough and domestic appearance, which is different from the usual very fashionable clothes… that can be said to be “defenseless”, stimulated Yuzuru’s desire
(…is that what you’re aiming for?)
If someone comes into a man’s room and says, “Let’s have a massage!” and dresses like this, one would normally think that they are trying to get him to do it, or that they are inviting him to do it.
But at the same time, Arisa is a bit of an airhead, so the possibility that she’s just being sincere can’t be denied.
“Um, Yuzuru-san? If you keep looking at me like that…”
“A-ah… I’m sorry.”
Apparently, he had been staring at Arisa.
Arisa squirmed in embarrassment.
Yuzuru apologized lightly and looked away.
(If she’s inviting me, I don’t think she would be showing this kind of shyness…)
Now, that was not the kind of embarrassment that seduces a man, but rather the kind of embarrassment that makes a man feel guilty, such a pitiful kind of embarrassment.
The image was of glasswork that might break if touched.
There is no doubt that she is very pretty, but it is the kind of feeling that makes you hesitate to actually attack her.
(…I wonder if it’s like, she was trying to look good, but when she saw me, she suddenly became embarrassed and regretted it?)
Somehow, he felt that this was the right answer.
It was a truth that was typical of Arisa, who was smart but had a slightly stupid streak.
Well, if Arisa is a stupid virgin, then Yuzuru is also a stupid virgin, so there was no real way to tell.
“How should we go about the massage?”
Yuzuru said as if to cover up the awkwardness in the air.
Then Arisa put her clenched fist in front of her.
“Let’s play rock-paper-scissors. The winner gets it first.”
“Sure.”
The result of the rock-paper-scissors game was that Arisa won.
“Then, if you’ll excuse me…”
After saying that, Arisa laid down on Yuzuru’s bed, face down.
In front of Yuzuru’s eyes, he could see Arisa’s slender back through her thin shirt.
(…It’s a situation I don’t really understand even when I think about it calmly.)
However, it’s too late to say that Yuzuru and Arisa’s relationship is not very clear.
Objectively speaking, they are probably lovers.
And they’re supposed to be engaged to each other.
And they probably have feelings for each other.
But they haven’t told each other their feelings.
“Then, I’ll start”
Yuzuru said, and then touched Arisa’s shoulder.
He only touched it slightly, but he could tell that it was very stiff.
After all, if one runs for a long time with weights attached to the chest, the muscles in the shoulders will probably be stretched to a certain extent.
“Anh~…”
When he applied a little more pressure with his thumb, Arisa let out a small whimper.
It seemed to be more of a reflex than a sign of pain.
“Is that enough pressure?”
“Mm… More pressure, please…”
After being told that, Yuzuru decided to massage Arisa’s shoulders and back while putting his weight on her.
He applied quite a bit of pressure, but it seemed to be just right for the stiff muscles.
“Nn…!!”
“……!”
As usual, is she aiming for it or is this just natural?
Arisa made a charming sound every time he massaged her.
( It doesn’t matter… I wonder how Arisa’s breasts are doing now… They are probably crushed. Doesn’t that hurt?)
Yuzuru’s rationality was on the verge of dissolving to the point of thinking about such an unimportant thing.
Nevertheless, he held his ground.
If the stronghold of reason were to fall here and now, all of his plans would be ruined.