Chapter 99

In the woods at the edge of Shuhua High School's stadium, whether by historical reasons or intentional planting, a huge oak tree remains.

Walking in from the neat rows of outer beech trees, you can immediately see the oak trees that almost completely cover the entire forest.

The thick trunk supports the dense green leaves, allowing only weak slivers of light to fall from the blazing June sun.

The warm summer breeze blew incessantly, and the leaves rustled softly in the woods.

Many people have a fear of these huge ancient trees, feeling that they could be swallowed up or crushed at any moment, but Ishikawa Hayato does not.

He only fears one thing: multi-legged insects (including arthropods).

Sitting on the waterproof sheet, he carefully looked around, and only after confirming there were no insects did he open the lunchbox.

He glanced at Bocchi, noticing her suppressing a smile and seemingly lost in thought. He guessed she was laughing so happily because she knew he was afraid of bugs, and teased him.

"I've wanted to bring Bocchi out of here for a while now. The corner is too small, and sometimes it's not even convenient for Bocchi to have a lap pillow."

As he expected, Bocchi was inexplicably pleased to learn that Ishikawa Hayato had a weakness, especially one that he himself was completely unafraid of.

She felt unusually excited, and even opened her lunchbox with exaggerated movements.

I only heard Ishikawa Hayato mention lap pillows...

Knee pillow!!?

She looked at her legs and said in a panic.

She said in a panic.

"Um... um, do you want it now?"

As mentioned earlier, Ishikawa Hayato deliberately teased her by suggesting the lap pillow; it wasn't that he had actually intended to do so.

This is true.

Absolutely true.

He looked at Bocchi's sweatpants and righteously refused.

"No, I still prefer a lap pillow where I can rest my head directly on my thighs."

Bocchi clearly wanted to try and get Ishikawa Hayato closer to her. She looked down at her sweatpants and suddenly had a brain fart.

Thinking that she was still wearing a skirt, it would be normal to take off her pants, she said hurriedly.

"I can take it off right now!"

After she finished speaking, she stood up impatiently, pulled up her skirt with both hands, put her hands into her waistband, and was about to take it off.

Ishikawa Hayato stared at her dumbfounded, and it took him a moment to stop her.

"Etc!"

But it was too late; Bocchi pulled down his pants very quickly, all the way down in one go.

In an instant, two pale, slightly fleshy legs were exposed. Only then did she realize something was wrong, and she stood there frozen, bending over.

She then realized that, although she was wearing a skirt, she had still taken off her pants in front of men, especially in the wilderness.

Even wearing a skirt is highly inappropriate behavior!

Her face was flushed, her eyes were a blur, and she looked up at Ishikawa Hayato with a flustered and uncertain expression, completely unsure of what to do next.

Although Bocchi didn't reveal anything shameful like Kita.

With her pants off, she's now dressed in a very ordinary tracksuit top and pleated skirt.

Even her skirt was a standard length, almost knee-length.

But seeing her decisively pull down her pants, revealing her bare legs, Ishikawa Hayato still felt a great sense of satisfaction. He watched for a while before speaking to the still-frozen Bocchi.

"Or maybe we should just forget about it?"

Bocchi hesitated for a moment, her face growing redder and redder like a crab gradually being cooked, but unusually, she didn't immediately break down. She slowly lifted her foot, which was covered by black calf socks, and took off her pants.

He folded his pants neatly and placed them aside, then sat down again in silence.

But her sitting posture was different from the previous duck sit; she was now kneeling properly, and even adjusted her skirt slightly, pulling it up a bit because it was too long.

Faced with her silence, Ishikawa Hayato glanced at her dazzlingly white legs and clasped his hands together.

"I'm starting to eat."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the bento box and quickly stuffed rice into his mouth.

Bocchi trembled upon hearing his voice, then, realizing what he meant, clasped his hands together and said something before silently picking up his bento and quickly eating.

Ishikawa Hayato finished his meal quickly, watching Bocchi eat with unusual speed as he drank his miso soup.

She held the lunchbox up to her mouth, quickly picked up some rice and side dishes, and stuffed them into her mouth, looking both elegant and adorable.

Aside from her slightly long bangs and wearing a sportswear top, she looked like a top-tier quiet and beautiful young woman.

But after watching for a short while, he worried that Bocchi might get distracted and choke, so he looked away.

Looking at the lush green leaves and the sunlight filtering through them.

He thought back to why he initially joined the band, but now, he wasn't acting in accordance with those goals.

If he were to pursue that goal, he would either need to quickly learn various instruments and then in turn mentor them, or he could leave this band, which he could only play around with, and move towards a professional stage.

Ryo and Nijika must have had the same concerns before.

But this is for the best.

His goal has always been to have fun and to get those around him to join in.

Just as I was calming down a little, I heard Bocchi put the lunchbox on the waterproof cloth.

He looked at Bocchi; she had finished eating and was timidly thinking about something.

When Bocchi saw that he didn't move, he paused for a moment, quickly grabbed the thermos next to him with both hands, took a big gulp, put it back, and sat up straight.

Her nervousness and anticipation immediately affected Ishikawa Hayato as well.

He glanced at Bocchi's excessively pale thighs, which appeared fuller when pressed against his calves.

He hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked over.

Bocchi cooperated by clearing the bento box and thermos to the side, while shifting his legs and turning to the side so that Ishikawa Hayato could lie on the waterproof sheet.

Ishikawa Hayato leaned back, his head not yet touching Bocchi's legs, and said worriedly.

"Ah, my hair is a bit short, it might be prickly."

"N-nothing... it's nothing," Bocchi said slowly and softly.

He smoothed the hair at the back of his head, carefully lay down, pressed himself against Bocchi's lap, and then gradually relaxed, leaning completely against him.

A few seconds later, he felt that although it was a little high, the wonderful feedback from his head was enough to make up for everything.

He closed his eyes, lost in the soft yet elastic thighs, the smooth, delicate, and slightly cool skin, before finally opening them.

The dazzling summer sunlight pierced through the dense foliage, illuminating a corner of the woods.

The scattered rays of light regrouped, illuminating the area under the trees.

But the blinding light didn't reach Ishikawa Hayato's eyes; it was mostly blocked by the body of a pink-haired girl.

She was bent over, her head bowed, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall, with a few strands softly draped over her shoulders.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she wore an unnatural smile, but her eyes held unreserved affection.

But as soon as their eyes met, Bocchi's pupils contracted, and she let out a shy, mournful cry, looking up and hurriedly averting her gaze.

She abandoned the safe position of looking down and looked around, but felt uneasy no matter where her gaze lingered.

At that moment, Bocchi's mind raced. She leaned her upper body back sharply, almost at a 145-degree angle to her legs, while simultaneously bracing herself with her hands behind her.

What Ishikawa Hayato just saw was that as Bocchi leaned back, Bocchi's chest suddenly swelled up, becoming huge and round, before quickly disappearing from his sight.

It seemed like Bocchi was suffering a lot maintaining that position; she even started trembling after just a couple of moves.

Ishikawa Hayato hesitated for a moment before asking.

"Bocchi, are you feeling unwell?"

"No!" Bocchi insisted defiantly.

They were all shaking.

"The warrior... the warrior is shocked!"

"If things don't get back to normal soon, I can't stay in bed any longer."

Upon hearing Ishikawa Hayato's words, Bocchi didn't hesitate and suddenly twisted his waist, bending himself back up again.

But after making eye contact with Ishikawa Hayato at close range, her expression became strange due to a mix of joy and panic.

Just as she was about to break down, Ishikawa Hayato raised his hand, touched her cheek, and said something while pressing his hand against her cheek.

"Bocchi, sit up straight, chest out."

"Good."

Like a soldier, Bocchi acted immediately upon hearing Ishikawa Hayato's words without even thinking.

After a short while, he asked.

"Have you calmed down?"

After a slight hesitation, Bocchi answered.

"Um..."

Ishikawa Hayato remained seated with his head on her lap, stroking her face, and said with a smile.

"Let's chat for a while then."

"Mmm..." Bocchi nodded gently, a happy smile on her face, and pressed down on Ishikawa Hayato's hand that was pressed against her face.

Enjoying this peaceful moment, Ishikawa Hayato looked up at the hemisphere above and said.

"But I still want to say first, Bocchi has a very large chest, it's very satisfying to look at, don't hide it."

"Huh!!"

Bocchi then realized that he had straightened his chest, cried out in surprise, covered his chest, and hunched his back.

But she immediately heard Ishikawa Hayato sigh in disappointment.

Adding to what Ishikawa Hayato had just said, she hesitated for a moment, then straightened her back little by little, and after sitting up straight, she explained.

"No... that's not it, ah..."

She suddenly realized she was tongue-tied, but Ishikawa Hayato waited patiently for her.

Feeling the comfort of the hand pressed against my cheek, and the peaceful state of Ishikawa Hayato leaning against my leg.

She finished organizing her thoughts and said.

"It's not that I don't want Falcon to see, it's just that I'm a little bothered... My classmates used to look at me strangely, and none of the other girls had mine this big."

Ishikawa Hayato said.

"Anyway, I like it."

"Hmm..." Upon hearing this, Bocchi shyly and subtly leaned forward a little.

Ishikawa Hayato began to speak casually.

"I've wanted to bring Bocchi out for a while now. I even got the key to the rooftop of the clubhouse, but I've been very busy lately, and now it's hot."

"Um."

As soon as Bocchi answered, he felt his answer was perfunctory, so he added, "Falcon will take me anywhere."

"Bocchi."

"Um?"

"While men may like obedient women, women who are too compliant can easily become tiresome."