"How do I wear this?" Koyanagi asked as she had a hard time connecting the strap of the helmet.
"Come closer. Let me help you."
As Nifuji could rent the motorcycle for free, he also decided to buy various necessary items to ride a motorcycle, such as a helmet, gloves, and even a pareo. Still, when Koyanagi moved closer, he helped her to connect the straps of her helmet, but naturally, as he did this, even if he was being careful, his fingers lightly touched against her smooth, white skin.
He might not have thought too much about this exchange, but Koyanagi's face reddened.
Fortunately, the light from the sunset was able to hide the cute blush on her face.
"...why did you smile like that?"
Koyanagi wanted to pretend that nothing had happened, but
"It's nothing." Nifuji smiled. "It's just that you are cute."
"Right?" Instead of being shy, Koyanagi smiled brightly as she showed off her generous, ample chest.
Yes, Mayuri might be big, but Koyanagi wasn't bad at all, Nifuji thought.
Still, with two such brutal objects on her chest, he knew well that it was hard to connect Koyanagi's image with what was known as "cute," but as she tried to hide away her blush as his fingers touched her chin, how could she not be cute?
"...if you are ready, come on."
However, praising her too much would only make her appear smug, which somehow annoyed him.
"Okay, okay~!"
Yet as he turned and focused on observing the Tricity 125 that he had rented, he didn't realize how cute she was, bashful from their little touch and banter.
Probably, this is what women seek the most in a relationship, the feeling of anticipation, excitement, and everything else, when they start to fall in love.
However, it was Nifuji or Koyanagi who fell in love, as each of them had their own partners.
"Also, don't forget this."
"Hm? What is that?"
As Koyanagi sat down, although it was comfortable, she felt a bit shy, as her skirt was pulled slightly, revealing her plump, healthy thighs covered in black tights. She thought it would be better to wear pants if she were picked up on the motorcycle.
"Pareo."
"Pareo!"
Koyanagi took the pareo right away and used it to cover her well-displayed thighs, which made her feel more comfortable. She might be okay to show her skin to Nifuji, but how could she show it to the public, right?
She wasn't a pervert!
So, when he offered her a pareo, she quickly wrapped her lower body in it, hiding the beautiful parts of her body and adding warmth.
"Where did you get this?" Koyanagi asked curiously.
"I bought it."
"Why did you buy one?"
Yes, it was all good that he bought the pareo, but why did he buy one?
Was it for her?
Her face reddened slightly, but Nifuji answered calmly, "For my girlfriend."
"..." Koyanagi.
She was silent for a while, then she let out a helpless sigh. "If your girlfriend knows that your first time is taken by me, she will be so disappointed."
"...."
She wasn't wrong, yes, she wasn't wrong, but Nifuji knew well that she had a way to play with words.
As expected of an otaku.
Being exposed to many extreme works made them seek more stimulation; thus, they end up reading or watching many "unique" works, such as an armpit fetish that was written in a different story of the same author.
"...."
Still—
"Do you want me to send you home?"
Even if many things had happened between them, Nifuji hoped to send Koyanagi home as soon as possible. She might be like this, but he knew well that nothing would happen between them.
In most cases, especially in this country, many fall due to the influence of alcohol, or other substances that shouldn't be mentioned or used to begin with, but as a man, he disdained such methods since it was just too vulgar for him.
He loved the process, from the heart, then the body.
Yet, due to the "Seeding Uncle" ability, instead of taking down their hearts first, he felt that having their body first had a better chance to conquer them.
"Hmm..."
Even if Koyanagi didn't see his gaze, she could gauge what kind of expression he had and how he lacked the excitement that came from having a beautiful woman like her to stay with him.
Did he forget how hard he was when he saw her photos?!
When she thought of his thick, firm, immense object that was impossible to contain in his pants, it tickled her heart, making her feel as if she didn't see it, she would feel an intense regret, so—
"Do you have a plan after this?"
"Plan?" Nifuji's expression slightly changed, thinking that Koyanagi wished to invite him to go on a tour to a far place, such as a beautiful beach, or many other parts in the city.
Yes, his stamina might be unlimited, and he just got a motorcycle, but he just went off to work, okay?
How could he even be in the mood to stay out and go on a trip?!
So—
"I haven't been home before, so I plan to go back home."
Yup, a subtle communication.
Like how Koyanagi subtly asked him to go out, by testing him first, Nifuji also did the same.
Some people might say that it was good that we could be straightforward, but when one did that, they could only say "yes or no."
If they said "yes," then it was fine, but if they said "no," even if you were the one who wanted a straightforward answer, then don't blame them.
The roundabout was a way to keep our egos from getting hurt and a way to test the intent of the other party, so that one would be able to gauge whether one had a bigger chance at success or failure.
Only—
"Okay." Koyanagi nodded. "Let's go!"
"....."
Nifuji turned his head for the first time as he kept staring at Koyanagi in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Koyanagi asked in confusion.
"...you are going to follow me?"
"It's okay, right?"
"....."
As he saw her playful smile, seemingly teasing him, waiting for his response, Nifuji took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay."
Like how the cigarette box reminded those smokers that they could get cancer with a straightforward photo of a patient who was in the most serious situation, Nifuji had tried to remind Koyanagi so many times, if she grew addicted to him, then don't blame him, okay?
"Hold me at the waist."
"Um~!"
Koyanagi laughed happily as she leaned on him, sniffing his scent secretly, but couldn't help but say, "You smell good, Nifuji."
"...don't be such a pervert?"
"What if I am one?"
Koyanagi put her chin on his shoulder intimately, as she pressed her two soft, springy breasts on his back, making him able to feel the entire feelings of it due to its suppleness and wide area of dimension that they generated as their forms deformed as they met his back.
Still, to answer her question, he took a deep breath as he squeezed his thighs tightly. "If so, then hold back for a bit since I am going to drive, okay?"
Yup, everything is safety first.