Volume 5 - CH 7

“That was a little tiring.”

“Well, I feel like I used some weird muscles.”

That day, after the physical fitness test, Yuzuru and Arisa were relaxing in Yuzuru’s room.

His apartment was right in the middle of Arisa’s route home from the venue of the test.

It was a good place to stop by on the way home.

“I know what you mean. I don’t think I exercised that much… But it was weirdly tiring.”

As she said this, Arisa turned her shoulders a little to show it.

She then turned her head a little…

And tapped her own shoulder a little.

“…”

“…”

“…Do you want me to massage it?”

After a few moments of silence, Yuzuru couldn’t help but ask, and Arisa showed a little unhappy expression.

“Um, no… yes.”

And with an indescribable look on her face, she nodded honestly.

Her ears were slightly red.

“If you just honestly ask, I’ll give you a good shoulder massage any time, you know?”

Yuzuru then walked behind Arisa and lightly tapped her on the shoulder.

Arisa then let out a sound of comfort.

“Ah …That’s good. Yuzuru, don’t you think you can make a living as a masseur?”

“I’ll think about it if my family goes under.”

While making light of the situation, he pressed a little harder on Arisa’s shoulder.

A pleasant, slightly lustrous voice escaped from Arisa’s mouth.

“As I thought, your shoulders get stiff easily, don’t they?”

“Yeah, well… after exercising or studying, I feel a slight tension in my shoulders…”

Indeed, Arisa’s shoulders were a little stiff.

Of course, not exactly to the point where they were completely rigid though…

“If you’re so stiff, maybe we should get you a massage machine.”

“A massage machine ?”

At Yuzuru’s casual words, Arisa tilted her head in confusion.

Hurriedly, Yuzuru explained himself.

“Ah, no, of course, not the dodgy one, the serious one…”

“….Hm?　Is there a massage machine that isn’t a serious one?”

A pure and innocent question came back to him.

Yuzuru’s gaze swam as he realized that he had dug his grave. (TN: I refuse to explain this.)

“N-no, not at all. Maybe not a massage machine …rather a massage chair. Yeah.”

“It’s like the one at the pool we went to during the holidays, right?　Aren’t those expensive?”

“We have a couple of old ones at home.”

“Wow…”

It is the one that Yuzuru’s grandfather and father used to use.

However, they didn’t use it that often.

They bought new ones every time the latest model came out, so there were a few old ones that have become ornaments.

“If you can use it, I’d like to use it… Oh, but I might end up in Yuzuru-san’s room every day.”

“I’m all for it. You can come live with me.”

Heave-ho Arisa.

For some reason, those words popped into Yuzuru’s mind.

“…fufufu, thanks for that. I’ll think about it.”

Arisa gave a small laugh.

In reality, Yuzuru has a part-time job, so he wouldn’t necessarily be able to welcome Arisa every day.

In other words, it was lip service, a joke.

And Arisa took it that way too.

“But… why does it get so stiff, though?”

“Well, that’s… because they are so big, isn’t it?”

“…what are?”

“Uh, no…”

Arisa turned around and stared at him.

Her jade green eyes pierced Yuzuru’s.

Yuzuru scratched his cheek and replied as if in contemplation.

“…your breasts?”

And Arisa sighed.

“Well, I think so, too.”

Arisa then turned her gaze to her chest.

Perhaps it was because of her gym uniform, but the unevenness seemed to be more clearly visible than usual.

“…Is it an inconvenience, after all?”

“Well, it’s been growing for a long time, and before I knew it, it was so big. So I don’t feel like it’s dramatically inconvenient… but I still feel like it’s in the way sometimes. It’s definitely more comfortable without it.”

“Do you think it would have been better if it was smaller?”

When Yuzuru asked that, Arisa gave a small groan.

“I don’t know.　A smaller one might be comfortable, but a smaller one might make you wish it was bigger.”

“Are you satisfied with yours?”

“Well… I think it’s not bad.”

As for Arisa, it seemed to be a plus overall.

Then Arisa scratched her cheek and then asked Yuzuru.

“What do you think… Yuzuru-san?”

“…About your breasts?”

“Y-yes, that’s right… What else could it be?”

Embarrassed, Arisa lowered her eyes.

Yuzuru, on the other hand, directed his gaze to Arisa’s chest.

There was a bulge there that significantly pushed up the fabric.

A slight white camisole was showing through.

“I think you have very wonderful ones.”

“I-I see… That’s right. You like them, don’t you? big ones…”

Yuzuru had never explicitly told Arisa that he liked big breasts.

However, Arisa already knew that he gave the conditions of engagement as “big breasts, etc“.

“W-well, …as much as anyone else, I suppose?”

“…Is mine to your satisfaction?”

“It’s… of course. To the point, it’s wasted on me.”

“Th-that’s, good to hear…”

Arisa’s white skin had turned bright red.

From the tips of her ears to the nape of her neck, it was rose-colored.

However, perhaps because she was too embarrassed, Arisa then became silent.

Yuzuru called out Arisa’s name several times, but there was no reply.

Since he had no choice, Yuzuru silently massaged Arisa’s shoulders.

“…Uh, um”

And after a moment of silence, Arisa opened her mouth.

“…What’s up?”

“You like… my breasts, don’t you?”

Such was the question.

“That’s… well, yeah…”

Rather than saying that he liked Arisa’s breasts, it would be more accurate to say that he liked her.

There is no doubt that he liked it though.

“Well, then…”

Arisa swam her gaze slightly and then…　

She asked in a slightly shaky voice.

“Would you like to touch them?”

Yuzuru’s hand stopped.