Prologue

“Hey, no peeking, okay? I’m about to change.”

“Got it…”

Minato sitting on the bed, faced away from Hazuki.

Even though he agreed, his eyes couldn’t help but steal glances at Hazuki’s fair skin.

Completely ignoring her was simply impossible.

“Mmm… my bra feels tight again…”

Hazuki murmured as she slipped on a black bra, snapping the clasp with a soft click.

She wasn’t wrong—her ample chest looked so snug it was practically bursting.

“Hazuki, you were an F-cup, right? Don’t tell me they got even bigger?”

“No idea… I kinda hope they don’t grow anymore. Ugh, why’d you turn around?!”

“S-Sorry! But, like, at this point, do you really need to be shy?”

“Getting seen while changing is a whole different thing! Minato you totally don’t get a maiden’s heart! Huh? Where’s my shirt and skirt? They’re gone!”

“Eh? Oh, there they are. They ended up pretty far.”

“They didn’t just ‘end up’ there—you threw them, didn’t you, Minato?”

“Maybe…”

Minato turned his head away.

Perhaps in his excitement while peeling off her clothes, he’d flung them a bit too hard.

No matter how many times he saw it, Hazuki’s body was just too captivating, pulling him into a trance.

Minato got off the bed and picked up the uniform shirt and miniskirt that had fallen near the edge of the room.

Then he turned, gazing at Hazuki on the bed.

“Hm?”

Hazuki blinked, tilting her head.

She seemed to find it odd that Minato froze the moment he turned around.

Minato meanwhile, swallowed hard, a loud gulp escaping his throat.

Her milky-tea-colored, slightly tousled brown hair framed her bare, pale shoulders.

She wore black panties matching her bra, along with black knee-high socks.

Sitting on the bed in that outfit, Hazuki looked utterly provocative—

Enough to make the desire Minato had just sated come rushing back.

“H-Hey, Hazuki…”

“W-Wait… too close, too close!”

Minato’s knees pressed against the bed as he wrapped an arm around Hazuki’s shoulders, leaning in.

“Can we… do it one more time?”

“…Jeez.”

Hazuki’s cheeks flushed as she gave him a soft peck on the lips.

“Just… one more time, okay?”

“Yeah, I got it.”

“But don’t forget—I’m not your girlfriend.”

Minato pulled Hazuki close, pressing her down onto the bed.

Hazuki let herself sink into the sheets, shyly turning her face away as she whispered.

“We’re just friends, okay?”