Chapter 4: My Female Friend Can’t Refuse Requests

Serina Ruka was a genuine refined young lady, and her family apparently had a curfew.

No, it wasn’t unusual for girls to have curfews, but having to be home by six was pretty early.

“Sorry, Minato-kun, for making you go out of your way to walk me home…”

“It’s totally fine. The sun sets earlier now anyway.”

Summer was over, and the season was shifting into deep autumn.

Though it wasn’t completely dark yet, girls still needed to be cautious walking alone at this hour.

Minato and Serina walked side by side.

He planned to keep it a secret that he and Hazuki lived in the same apartment building.

Minato only needed to go down two floors to get home, but he chose to leave the building to escort Serina.

Though he felt Serina was completely trustworthy, just to be safe, he decided to do this.

“I’m really sorry… It’s because I suddenly talked to you, Minato-kun, that all this happened today.”

“No worries, Serina-san, you don’t need to apologize.”

True, a lot had happened, and it all stemmed from Serina’s actions.

But for Minato rather than accepting an apology, he wanted to thank her.

Not only had Serina shown him her underskirt twice, he’d even seen her accidentally exposed white panties.

If she apologized, Minato felt like he’d be struck by divine retribution.

“Um… What Aoi-san said, it was really just a misunderstanding, right…?”

“I-I know, I know.”

No matter what, Minato wouldn’t think Serina had exhibitionist tendencies.

One look at her shy, blushing expression ruled out any such misunderstanding.

“B-But…”

“Hm?”

“Today was really fun… I don’t often hang out with friends.”

“Huh? Really?”

Though Serina was quiet, she wasn’t aloof or a loner.

Minato thought she had plenty of friends among both the popular kids and the quieter ones in class.

“Everyone in our class is nice. But someone plain like me gets a bit timid in front of others…”

“…”

How could a pure beauty with idol-level looks call herself plain?

But there was no need to point that out.

“I had fun too. This was the first time I really talked with you, Serina-san. I hope we can chat again next time.”

“O-Of course, no problem. I’d love for you to talk with me again too.”

Serina stopped walking and bowed deeply.

Having such a polite girl bow to him made Minato feel like he’d done something wrong.

“Uh, um… Is your house this way, Serina-san?”

“Oh, yes. Cutting through that park is faster, but since it’s empty after dark, I usually avoid it.”

Serina pointed to a fairly large park.

It was a lush, tree-filled nature park, not a safe place for a girl to walk through at night.

“Since it’s not fully dark yet, and I’m with you, let’s take the park route.”

“Okay. I do like this serene park.”

Serina nodded, and they entered the park.

According to her, her house was just a short walk past it.

“It’s pretty close from Hazuki’s place—well, that makes sense since you went to the same junior high.”

“Yes, it’s not far even without the shortcut.”

So Serina lived near Minato’s place.

He and Serina could visit each other’s homes anytime—

Though Minato should’ve known his place, he found himself anticipating a closer relationship with Serina.

“Um… Minato-kun, am I… weird?”

“Huh? Oh, you’re still hung up on the bloomers thing?”

Even if he was dense, Minato knew what Serina was getting at.

Though he thought showing off bloomers was weirder than wearing them.

“If that’s the case… starting today, I’m done with bloomers!”

“W-What are you talking about?”

Serina stopped, clenching her fists.

Luckily, the park was nearly empty, so no one heard her.

“I’m a girl too… I want to care a bit more about my appearance.”

“Sure, but that’s got nothing to do with bloomers, right? You don’t normally show them to anyone.”

“But my skirt could get flipped up. I need to be prepared for accidents like that.”

“Fair point…”

Serina’s skirt reached her knees, far less likely to flash than Hazuki’s miniskirt.

But a strong gust or a creep peeking from below could still reveal what’s underneath, even with a long skirt.

“Bloomers aren’t trendy anymore… That’s true. And… i-if people mistook them for black panties and thought I was some lewd girl, that’d be even more troubling.”

“You’re overthinking it… You’re free to wear what you want, Serina-san.”

Minato wondered if Serina thought he and Hazuki were mocking her.

He started feeling guilty for eagerly asking to see her underskirt.

“No, saying ‘starting today’ is too half-hearted… I’m done with them now!”

“Huh? N-Now?”

“Um… Minato-kun, could you… bear witness for me?”

“Witness what…?”

As Minato stood confused, Serina stepped off the path into the trees.

Reluctantly, he followed—

“Sorry, could you keep watch for me?”

“S-Sure…”

No way—As the thought hit him, Serina slipped both hands under her skirt.

Then she yanked her bloomers down in one swift motion.

“Wah… Ah!”

“Hey, hey!”

She pulled too hard and nearly lost her balance.

Though she managed to steady herself, the bloomers went flying—Minato quickly grabbed her wrist with one hand and caught the bloomers in midair with the other.

The faint warmth of the bloomers sent his heart racing.

“S-Sorry. Thank you, Minato-kun.”

“You’ve got a clumsy side too, huh.”

“…”

Blushing furiously, Serina lowered her head.

In class, Serina Ruka always seemed delicate and elegant; who’d have thought he’d see this side of her?

“Come to think of it… Can I really keep these bloomers?”

“I didn’t say you could…”

“Ah!”

Minato realized he’d said something stupid.

He didn’t have some fetish for bloomers, honest.

“No, to part with them here… If you’re willing, Minato-kun, you can have them.”

“R-Really?”

Serina Ruka was no ordinary girl.

Normally, no girl would give away her just-removed bloomers—especially to a male classmate.

Today had been heavy on bloomers content, but who could’ve predicted this surprise ending?

Though he’d never gotten Hazuki’s safety shorts, Minato hadn’t expected to end up with bloomers.

“Oh, wait a sec! I-Is this really okay?”

Serina suddenly leaned close, grabbing the bloomers.

She seemed to be inspecting them for something.

Probably checking for stains.

While Minato could understand why she’d do that—

“…Hey, Serina-san.”

“Oh… They look fine. If you don’t mind, feel free to take them… Uh, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Uh… Sorry.”

“What do you mean… Ah!”

Serina’s soft yelp startled Minato again.

Since they were so close, his hand had brushed against her chest through her uniform.

He felt a softness more tangible than visual.

Even through her uniform and bra, he could distinctly sense it.

“S-Sorry! I made a fool of myself…”

“N-No, my bad… Today’s been a total mess…”

Minato and Serina quickly stepped apart.

From Serina showing him her underskirt—bloomers—and her accidentally exposed panties.

To her giving him her just-removed bloomers, and now accidentally touching her chest.

Serina-related incidents were piling up way too fast.

“C-Compared to Aoi-san… M-My chest is pretty small!”

“You don’t need to compare yourself to Hazuki right now.”

“No, I’m really jealous of Aoi-san’s big chest… Have you seen it, Minato-kun?”

“How could I have?”

Heart skipping a beat, Minato answered quickly.

Having seen Hazuki’s panties made seeing her chest not entirely impossible—but he couldn’t say that.

“Y-Yeah, you’re right. Sorry, I said something weird! T-Today’s fine here. Thank you!”

“Hey, Serina-san!”

Serina dashed off like a gust of wind.

Her running form was impeccable, possibly faster than Minato.

“It’s not clumsy at all.”

Since it wasn’t fully dark, and with that speed, no one could catch her.

She’d probably be fine without him escorting her…

“These are the bloomers Serina-san was just wearing… Ugh, what am I even thinking?!”

Minato caught himself staring at the still-warm bloomers and shook his head.

Since Serina had decided to part with them, he needed to respect her choice and let it go.

Carefully tucking the bloomers into his pocket, he retraced his steps.

Hazuki was still waiting at the apartment.

On his way back, Minato checked his phone and saw a LINE from Hazuki.

Hazuki: “Come to my place tonight.”

And so…

Both Minato’s and Hazuki’s parents would be home late tonight.

So Hazuki invited Minato for dinner.

“Yo~ I’m back~”

“Oh~ Minato good work. Head to my room~”

Opening Hazuki’s door with his key, Minato heard her voice from inside.

A delicious aroma hit him.

It was a bit early, but it seemed dinner time already.

Entering Hazuki’s room, the host followed right after.

“Here we go~ Dinner’s ready. Cry tears of gratitude—this is a meal made by a high school girl herself.”

“A meal made by you…?”

On the table were two pieces of okonomiyaki and yakisoba.

“Yup, yup. My very own frozen okonomiyaki and instant yakisoba.”

“Don’t ruin the concept of ‘homemade meal.’”

Looks like Hazuki still had no plans to learn cooking, which Minato found oddly relieving.

Tonight’s menu was familiar territory.

Though frozen, the okonomiyaki was thick and loaded with ingredients.

Topped with heaps of mayo and bonito flakes, the rich sauce aroma was mouthwatering.

The instant yakisoba was a 1.5x portion, perfect for pairing with okonomiyaki for two.

“Ah~ I’m starving~ Let’s eat, let’s eat!”

“Yeah, let’s dig in while it’s hot. Itadakimasu.”

The okonomiyaki had been roughly sliced with a knife.

Even if clueless about cooking, Hazuki had put in some effort.

“This yakisoba’s a new flavor. It’s spicy, but you can probably handle it, Minato.”

“Yeah, I love spicy stuff. There’s been a lot of hype around super spicy flavors lately—pretty great.”

They chowed down on okonomiyaki while sharing the yakisoba.

They didn’t portion out the yakisoba, just picked at it straight from the container.

At first, Minato was hesitant to stick his chopsticks into a container someone else used, but now he didn’t care.

Hazuki, on the other hand, never cared from the start.

“Ugh, this is really spicy. Can normal people eat this?”

“Haha, right? It’s a bit much for me. Look, I’m tearing up.”

“Heh, your tongue’s still like a kid’s, Hazuki.”

“Oh? Watch me finish it all!”

“Hey, don’t take that much!”

Hazuki grabbed a huge clump of yakisoba and slurped it down.

Though she could handle spice, this seemed beyond her limit—her eyes started watering.

Even teary-eyed, Hazuki was still adorable.

“Ugh~ Too much! Wah, so spicy!”

“Wait a sec.”

Minato got up, went to the kitchen, grabbed a carton of milk and a new glass from the fridge, and returned.

“Here, drink this.”

“Gulp gulp~ Thanks, Minato.”

Hazuki chugged the milk Minato poured.

Though there was oolong tea on the table, milk was better for spice.

“That was close… Minato your lips look kinda swollen.”

“Oh… I’m fine. But you’re done with this, Hazuki.”

Minato took the remaining yakisoba and piled it onto his okonomiyaki.

“Tch, next time we’ll get regular yakisoba… But this kind of dinner wouldn’t do for Ruka. She’s a real young lady.”

“Really… Wait, Serina probably eats frozen food and instant noodles too, right?”

Even a refined lady, as a modern high schooler, must’ve had frozen or instant food at some point.

“Come on~ You don’t serve frozen food when hosting someone. Even I know that.”

“Am I hallucinating? Didn’t you just serve me this?”

“You’re not a guest, Minato~ Geez.”

“…Fair.”

Minato felt like he already saw Hazuki as half a roommate.

He didn’t feel the need to treat her specially, and being casual was fine.

“Phew~ I’m full.”

“Gochisousama.”

Both cleaned their plates. Hazuki stood to clear the table.

Minato had no intention of helping.

The one who provided the food handled cleanup—that had become their unspoken rule.

Though since they usually ate at Minato’s place, it felt a bit unfair.

After washing the dishes, Hazuki returned.

“So, did you properly walk Ruka home?”

“Yeah, I got her to the park.”

“Come to think of it, she said she lives around there, right? What, you didn’t check out her place?”

“I’d feel awkward just showing up at a girl’s house.”

“Am I hallucinating? You’re literally at my place right now.”

“You’re the one who told me to come tonight, Hazuki.”

“Hahaha.”

Hazuki clapped her hands, laughing.

“But seriously, today was pretty fun.”

“Why’d you suddenly invite Ruka over?”

“I figured since you’re so into my panties, you’d be into Ruka’s bloomers too.”

“So the theme from the start was bloomers?”

If that was the theme, Minato had fully indulged.

After all, the “real thing” was in his pocket.

But no way could he tell Hazuki that. He’d have to find a place to hide it later.

“Thinking about Ruka in bloomers was just too funny, so I had to see it for myself~”

Though Minato hadn’t expected Serina to lift her skirt herself, it seemed all part of Hazuki’s plan.

“Those bloomers were intense… And I kinda saw her panties.”

“Huh, for real? I didn’t even notice!”

Hazuki leaned in close.

“You didn’t notice? The edge of the bloomers showed some white fabric… Well, just a tiny bit, okay?”

“Oh~ Oh~ Not satisfied with my panties, you went and saw Ruka’s too.”

“It was an accident… Don’t tell Serina-san, please!”

“I’m not gonna go out of my way to tell her. Though even if she knew, Ruka probably wouldn’t mind much.”

“She’d mind, right? Hazuki, what kind of person do you think Serina-san is?”

Serina Ruka, pure and feminine, should be the most sensitive about this stuff.

“Ruka’s pure but kinda lewd, though she doesn’t have much chest.”

“W-What’re you saying?!”

Minato’s heart skipped a beat.

He thought she’d found out about him touching Serina’s chest in the park.

“All because you were so obsessed with her bloomers? Ignoring my chest—pretty bold.”

“You were watching with me!”

Minato felt wronged, being singled out as the culprit.

“So you’re saying compared to chests, you’d win?”

“Yup, Ruka’s chest is way smaller than mine.”

“But compared to her appearance, she’s surprisingly… substantial…”

“Compared to her appearance?”

“Oh, nothing. I mean, I couldn’t tell at all with her uniform!”

No way could Minato admit he’d felt it firsthand.

Besides the bloomers, he now had another secret from his friend.

“If you wanna know her exact size, just ask her—she’d probably tell you. Ruka’s your friend now too, Minato.”

“She’s… a friend?”

Just being friends with Hazuki was already an outrageous stroke of luck for an average guy like Minato.

And now, to add Serina Ruka to that…

“Since you’re friends now, next time, instead of sneaking a peek at panties under bloomers, ask her openly to show you.”

“That’d end our friendship in a heartbeat!”

Hazuki was spouting nonsense.

“Do you need to build the friendship more first?”

“How can you build a friendship for that purpose?”

“But, well, her friendship’s still nowhere near mine and yours, right?”

“…It’s not about catching up.”

Minato sat back on Hazuki’s bed, sighing.

“I think Serina-san’s pretty interesting. I hope we can get along.”

“Huh?!”

Hazuki’s big eyes widened even more.

“W-What? What’s so surprising?”

“Oh… You want to get extra close with Ruka, huh… Guys love that type of girl.”

“Y-Your eyes are kinda scary, Hazuki.”

“Nah~ Next time, I’ll invite Ruka over again. Forget bloomers—wanna compare whose chest is bigger?”

“You just want to confirm you’d win!”

Or rather, why was this suddenly turning into a girl fight? Minato couldn’t comprehend.

He couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Hazuki’s chest.

Those prominent curves boldly asserted themselves under her pink cardigan.

Maybe because he’d just touched Serina’s chest.

A desire for chests welled up in Minato impossible to quell…

“…Hey, Minato can you stop staring at my chest?”

“S-Sorry…”

“You know what you’re supposed to say before looking, right?”

Hazuki flashed a meaningful smile.

In other words, she wanted him to make a “request”—

“Minato-kun? If you wanna look… what should you say to Hazuki-san?”

A blush spread across Hazuki’s grinning face.

Could it be—Minato unable to suppress his desire, thought.

No need for formalities with friends.

Between Minato and Hazuki, as long as one made a request, they could cross the line of ordinary friendship.

So—

“Hazuki… Please, let me see your chest! Without the bra!”

“Wha—?! That’s way more direct than I expected!”

Hazuki’s smile vanished, her face flushing to her ears.

“Think about it, bras… you can kinda see them through clothes in summer, right?”

“I don’t think that’s a valid reason to want to see my chest without one!”

“It’s reason enough for me to want to see!”

“That’s not convincing at all~!”

“Please, I’m begging you!”

Minato’s brain was completely haywire.

Hazuki’s curves, right there in front of him.

Over the past few months, in his room, in hers, he’d stolen countless glances.

Hazuki had probably noticed his stares too.

Just how obsessed was Minato with her chest?

“Please, Hazuki! I’ve… always wanted to see your chest!”

“You’re saying some pretty wild stuff, man…”

“…”

“You’re staring so hard. Way too desperate…”

Hazuki shook her head in exasperation, then unbuttoned her cardigan, removed her tie, and started unbuttoning her shirt.

“J-Just for a moment, okay? Even for me, this is way more embarrassing than showing panties.”

“G-Got it.”

Even though he’d made the request, Minato was stunned.

He hadn’t expected Hazuki to agree so readily.

“Ugh~ What am I even doing…”

Though grumbling, Hazuki’s hands didn’t stop.

Opening her shirt, a black lace bra came into view.

Deep cleavage, mature lingerie… it was already plenty provocative.

“I-I’m not taking off the bra… That’s okay, right…?”

“Huh? Just the bra?”

“…Don’t look that devastated… Ugh, fine… Just for a second, okay? A tiny peek!”

Hazuki shouted in near-desperation, then tugged down one side of her black bra.

Though it seemed like she might ruin the bra—Minato stopped caring about that the next moment.

“Oh…”

A pink nipple peeked out from under the pulled-down bra.

Compared to the overwhelming size of her chest, the areola was surprisingly small and cute.

The raised part was glossy, almost perky.

“Wow… Amazing…”

“W-Wait… Don’t look like that… Hey, don’t get your face so close!”

Minato couldn’t help leaning in, close enough to almost breathe on her chest.

Though Hazuki scolded him, her body didn’t pull back.

“…The moment’s up, right?”

“…J-Just a bit longer…”

“I-It’s fine, I guess… Wanna see this side too?”

“C-Can I? I wanna see both nipples side by side!”

“Don’t say nipples. Since you’ve seen one, it’s no big deal…”

Hazuki pulled down the other side of her bra, her massive curves fully spilling out.

Though the bra still clung to the lower half, the sight was even more tantalizing.

“H-How’s that? I’m pretty proud, y’know. Big, pretty… and the nipple color’s nice, right?”

“Nothing like in porn…”

“Don’t compare it to porn! You’re such a guy… But since I’ve shown you this much, look all you want.”

“For real?!”

Minato’s loud exclamation startled Hazuki.

She turned her head, avoiding his gaze.

“W-Why are you going this far…? I mean, I asked, but still.”

“It’s because you asked, Minato… I-I mean…”

“Hm?”

Hazuki thrust her chest forward, letting Minato get a good look.

“We’ve been playing this ‘game’ for a while now, right?”

“Hm? Yeah, true.”

Minato answered, his eyes never leaving her chest.

During the entire time Hazuki exposed herself, his gaze didn’t waver from her massive chest and beautiful nipples.

“You haven’t told anyone… none of your guy friends about what’s happened with me, right?”

“Huh? Of course not.”

For an average guy like Minato just being friends with the social queen was already enough to raise eyebrows.

Let alone Hazuki showing him her panties or taking off her safety shorts in front of him—no one would believe it.

More importantly—

“A-Actually… I’m kinda scared.”

“S-Scared of what?”

“I’m scared some dumb guys in class might say, ‘If you showed Minato show us too,’ and pressure me.”

“Huh?”

“Eek♡”

Minato couldn’t help but lean forward, his face nearly brushing against Hazuki’s chest.

“D-Don’t get so close… E-Even without touching, my chest feels all tingly…”

“S-Sorry… But there’s no way I’d tell anyone about this, right?”

“I-I see… I thought guys were all idiots who casually talked about lewd stuff.”

“We do talk about general lewd stuff, sure. But what’s between me and you, Hazuki… isn’t that our little secret as friends?”

“Y-Yeah… You’re right.”

Hazuki said shyly, giving a faint smile.

“Sorry for doubting you. Yeah, no way Minato would do that. You’d never blab about my embarrassing moments to others.”

“Of course not.”

Though they hadn’t explicitly agreed to keep their “game” a secret, it didn’t need saying.

More importantly, he’d never spill the precious moments they shared just between them.

“I have lots of friends, but trust is what really matters. Minato… you’re the friend I trust most.”

“…”

Being praised like that made Minato a bit bashful.

But knowing Hazuki trusted him filled him with joy.

“A-As long as you don’t touch for too long, you can… touch a little. J-Just as an apology for doubting you.”

“…!”

Hazuki arched her back, thrusting out her chest, proudly displaying her breasts.

Minato nodded, staring intently at the massive curves and pink nipples—

“A-Actually… when I walked Serina-san home earlier, I kinda touched her chest.”

“What?”

Minato confessed at last.

He felt it’d be dishonest to accept Hazuki’s kindness while hiding this.

“N-No, it was an accident! It’s not like Serina-san let me touch her!”

“If Ruka did something like that, even I’d be shocked. Fine, since it was an accident… I’ll forgive you.”

Minato thought Hazuki wouldn’t let it slide, but she didn’t seem to mind.

“D-Did you touch her thoroughly? Or grope her? Like, kneading like this…”

“S-Stop making those weird gestures! It was just a brush.”

“Oh… So I’m the first one you’ve seriously touched, right?”

“Obviously.”

Minato’s prospects weren’t exactly overflowing with chances to touch girls’ chests.

“So let me see your chest more, Hazuki! Let me touch it!”

“…So loud! Geez, Minato you’re way too eager! Being begged so earnestly, how can I say no? I thought it was too soon!”

“T-Then no time to waste…”

“Ugh… B-Be gentle, okay?”

“I-I know…”

Minato recalled the sensation of Serina’s chest—

Then immediately pushed it out of his mind.

Hazuki was letting him touch her chest now; thinking of another girl’s would be too disloyal.

“H-Hazuki…”

“Mm…”

Minato’s hands reached for Hazuki’s massive curves—cupping them gently.

The surprising weight and unimaginable softness transferred to his hands.

“Ah♡”

Then, an adorably sweet sound escaped Hazuki’s lips.

Not only was he touching a girl’s chest for the first time, but he got to hear that sound.

The tender texture, the hefty weight, and a cute voice that could move anyone.

His first direct touch being Hazuki Aoi’s chest was just perfect—

Minato felt overwhelming gratitude as his hands, kneading Hazuki’s chest, showed no sign of stopping.