"What do you think you're doing, idiot?!... Don't you dare remove your blindfold, you pervert!"
"Ehh?"
Jess's rejection of being seen surprised Jeff at first; in fact, it even hurt his feelings. But it's not like he had the right to complain about it, considering he ignored Jess for four years.
Either way, once he set aside his guilt for his past foolishness, Jeff tried to comprehend what was going on with Jess.
Her words were harsh as ever, but her voice—though it sounded angry at first—wasn't furious out of rage, but out of embarrassment.
Her bare skin, which he felt as he grabbed her hands clutching his blindfold to stop it from being undone, was flawless, soft, and comfortably warm.
"Ehh?... What do you think you're doing... you perv..."
The scent from her body, which he inhaled when he pulled her closer in an embrace—wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his face against her breasts—was so alluring and seductive.
"You just woke and—"
