Chapter 76
Gym Storage Room②
My hands were gripping Tsukiyo’s chest perfectly. A faint scream escaped her, and for a moment, time seemed to stop.
It wasn’t quite the way I had imagined through a bra—her chest was bigger than I could have handled with my hands alone. I was just utterly stunned.
When I realized what I had done, my blood ran cold.
“Waaahhh! I-I’m sorry!”
I immediately removed my hands and stumbled backward. Tsukiyo lowered her face, pressing her chest with both hands.
This was bad, really bad… it was huge… no, no, grabbing a girl’s chest like this… my life was over.
Before I could find the words, Tsukiyo turned her face toward me.
“I-It was an accident…”
“Your face has gone beyond red; it’s almost black!?”
Her smile remained, but the embarrassment had reached its critical point, making her look like her blood had completely rushed to her head. It had the effect of cooling my own head. Maybe if I stayed calm now, I could manage this.
Tsukiyo wobbled while holding her chest and collided with the vaulting box behind her.
A loud noise echoed, and the bags of quicklime stacked above shifted.
This is bad!
“Tsukiyo!”
“Huh?”
I jumped in and grabbed Tsukiyo, shielding her with my body. The quicklime barely brushed against me, causing no pain. In the process, I ended up completely pressing Tsukiyo down.
“You’re okay?”
“Ah, y-yes…”
Her silky chestnut hair flowed through my right hand, and my left hand rested on her soft, warm back. Her face was right against my chest; I was holding her completely. It had been an emergency, but this was dangerous.
As I tried to get up, Tsukiyo’s hands slid over my back, holding me down.
“N-no… don’t let go.”
I looked at her face. Her glistening double-lidded eyes, perfectly shaped nose, and supple lips—all incredibly beautiful. She looked both anxious and expectant. Every detail struck me deeply.
“Hold me… tightly.”
Her clear, delicate voice made my hands tighten. I hugged her as firmly as I could. I probably shouldn’t be doing this, but the way she asked so innocently, so adorably… I didn’t care anymore.
Five minutes, ten minutes… would it stay like this? I could hear my heartbeat. My body was warm. Tsukiyo’s body was soft and smelled nice. I felt an urge to take things further.
In the dim old gym storage, with vaulting boxes, mats, and quicklime silent around us, it was just the two of us… The slivers of light from outside were fading.
It was probably nearing sunset. I kept my hands where they were and turned my neck toward the door. I wanted to stay like this forever… or at least it felt that way.
Calmly… my mind cleared. Maybe there was no way to stop our situation now.
The brown floor, the rusted, peeling door, the slit through which eyes were staring without blinking, the white wall…
Eyes?
Black eyes stared back.
“Gyaaaaaaaaah!”
I panicked and pulled away from Tsukiyo, moving toward the door. The eyes—or rather, the figure visible through the door’s gap—looked familiar.
“S-Seiya!?”
“Ho… so you went and pinned my cute little sister down, huh? Troublemaker.”
“N-No! I did hug her, yes, but there’s a reason for it… please, believe me!”
“Well, I’ve been watching since she tried to attack and you grabbed her chest.”
“Why didn’t you call out sooner!?”
I protested with all my strength. Using Seiya’s help, I somehow got out of the old gym storage.
“The club ended early, and I went to check the track team, but no one was there… so I came here, and sure enough.”
I felt all my energy drain. Well, at least Seiya didn’t misunderstand entirely… sigh.
“Call out sooner next time.”
“I wanted to see how far you could resist temptation. I was going to stop you if you tried to undress her.”
Whoa… But maybe it was good that he noticed before we went too far.
“I was worried whether you actually had a penis or not.”
“That’s unnecessary worry!? And don’t you dare say that to me!”
You definitely don’t want to hear that from someone who hasn’t touched anyone in the harem.
I had also handed Tsukiyo her winter uniform, but she remained sitting, not looking at us, so I couldn’t really read her expression.
“That’s Tsukiyo?”
“Y-Yes!”
Tsukiyo stood up, ran past me and Seiya, and disappeared in an instant. Her expression as she passed us was full of embarrassment. Maybe she, too, had acted on impulse.
“I really don’t like saying this,”
“What is it?”
“Make sure you use protection.”
“What are you talking about!?”
