âWell, I feel like I used some weird muscles.â
That day, after the physical fitness test, Yuzuru and Arisa were relaxing in Yuzuruâs room.
His apartment was right in the middle of Arisaâs route home from the venue of the test.
It was a good place to stop by on the way home.
âI know what you mean. I donât think I exercised that much⊠But it was weirdly tiring.â
As she said this, Arisa turned her shoulders a little to show it.
She then turned her head a littleâŠ
And tapped her own shoulder a little.
ââŠâ
ââŠâ
ââŠDo you want me to massage it?â
After a few moments of silence, Yuzuru couldnât help but ask, and Arisa showed a little unhappy expression.
âUm, no⊠yes.â
And with an indescribable look on her face, she nodded honestly.
Her ears were slightly red.
âIf you just honestly ask, Iâll give you a good shoulder massage any time, you know?â
Yuzuru then walked behind Arisa and lightly tapped her on the shoulder.
Arisa then let out a sound of comfort.
âAh âŠThatâs good. Yuzuru, donât you think you can make a living as a masseur?â
âIâll think about it if my family goes under.â
While making light of the situation, he pressed a little harder on Arisaâs shoulder.
A pleasant, slightly lustrous voice escaped from Arisaâs mouth.
âAs I thought, your shoulders get stiff easily, donât they?â
âYeah, well⊠after exercising or studying, I feel a slight tension in my shouldersâŠâ
Indeed, Arisaâs shoulders were a little stiff.
Of course, not exactly to the point where they were completely rigid thoughâŠ
âIf youâre so stiff, maybe we should get you a massage machine.â
âA massage machine ?â
At Yuzuruâs casual words, Arisa tilted her head in confusion.
Hurriedly, Yuzuru explained himself.
âAh, no, of course, not the dodgy one, the serious oneâŠâ
ââŠ.Hm?ăIs there a massage machine that isnât a serious one?â
A pure and innocent question came back to him.
Yuzuruâs gaze swam as he realized that he had dug his grave. ( TN: I refuse to explain this.)
âN-no, not at all. Maybe not a massage machine âŠrather a massage chair. Yeah.â
âItâs like the one at the pool we went to during the holidays, right?ăArenât those expensive?â
âWe have a couple of old ones at home.â
âWowâŠâ
It is the one that Yuzuruâs grandfather and father used to use.
However, they didnât 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.
âIf you can use it, Iâd like to use it⊠Oh, but I might end up in Yuzuru-sanâs room every day.â
âIâm all for it. You can come live with me.â
Heave-ho Arisa.
For some reason, those words popped into Yuzuruâs mind.
ââŠfufufu, thanks for that. Iâll think about it.â
Arisa gave a small laugh.
In reality, Yuzuru has a part-time job, so he wouldnât necessarily be able to welcome Arisa every day.
In other words, it was lip service, a joke.
And Arisa took it that way too.
âBut⊠why does it get so stiff, though?â
âWell, thatâs⊠because they are so big, isnât it?â
ââŠwhat are?â
âUh, noâŠâ
Arisa turned around and stared at him.
Her jade green eyes pierced Yuzuruâs.
Yuzuru scratched his cheek and replied as if in contemplation.
ââŠyour breasts?â
And Arisa sighed.
âWell, I think so, too.â
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.
ââŠIs it an inconvenience, after all?â
âWell, itâs been growing for a long time, and before I knew it, it was so big. So I donât feel like itâs dramatically inconvenient⊠but I still feel like itâs in the way sometimes. Itâs definitely more comfortable without it.â
âDo you think it would have been better if it was smaller?â
When Yuzuru asked that, Arisa gave a small groan.
âI donât know.ăA smaller one might be comfortable, but a smaller one might make you wish it was bigger.â
âAre you satisfied with yours?â
âWell⊠I think itâs not bad.â
As for Arisa, it seemed to be a plus overall.
Then Arisa scratched her cheek and then asked Yuzuru.
âWhat do you think⊠Yuzuru-san?â
ââŠAbout your breasts?â
âY-yes, thatâs right⊠What else could it be?â
Embarrassed, Arisa lowered her eyes.
Yuzuru, on the other hand, directed his gaze to Arisaâs chest.
There was a bulge there that significantly pushed up the fabric.
A slight white camisole was showing through.
âI think you have very wonderful ones.â
âI-I see⊠Thatâs right. You like them, donât you? big onesâŠâ
Yuzuru had never explicitly told Arisa that he liked big breasts.
However, Arisa already knew that he gave the conditions of engagement as âbig breasts, etcâ.
âW-well, âŠas much as anyone else, I suppose?â
ââŠIs mine to your satisfaction?â
âItâs⊠of course. To the point, itâs wasted on me.â
âTh-thatâs, good to hearâŠâ
Arisaâs 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 Arisaâs name several times, but there was no reply.
Since he had no choice, Yuzuru silently massaged Arisaâs shoulders.
ââŠUh, umâ
And after a moment of silence, Arisa opened her mouth.
ââŠWhatâs up?â
âYou like⊠my breasts, donât you?â
Such was the question.
âThatâs⊠well, yeahâŠâ
Rather than saying that he liked Arisaâs breasts, it would be more accurate to say that he liked her.