Kaguya-sama Wants Me to Surrender

Shinomiya Kaguya said softly:

"On my calves."

Amamiya Natsuki looked down at the Young Lady's legs.

Of course girls wore stockings when they went out. The Young Lady had on a pair of black thigh-highs today, and her legs were pressed tightly together. They looked long and straight, with a particularly graceful curve from knee to ankle. The stockings left a faint indentation around her thighs, and between them and the hem of her tea-colored skirt was a glimpse of her absolute territory... It was a perfectly ordinary, textbook JK outfit, yet no matter how you looked at it, it was a feast for the eyes.

There used to be an expert online who claimed that looking at pretty girls could prolong your life.

Amamiya Natsuki had scoffed at the so-called internet experts, but that statement did seem rather credible...

He took one look.

Amamiya Natsuki couldn't help taking a second look.

By the time he'd taken a third, he couldn't resist pulling out his phone.

Click.

He took a picture and saved it.

"Huh?"

Shinomiya Kaguya's pretty face flushed. She covered her skirt with both hands and took half a step back, her bright eyes shooting him an annoyed look.

He'd taken the picture without warning, giving her no time to react. It was bound to look awful, wasn't it?

At least let me get ready first!

"Mr. President, that was too much." Shinomiya Kaguya tried to keep her pretty face stern. "Delete the picture."

Once he deleted it, he could take another!

"I'm sorry. I was wrong." Amamiya Natsuki apologized sincerely. "I'll delete it when we get back."

Delete it?

Of course he'd keep it safe.

Yesterday, he'd gotten a photo of the Second Young Lady's legs, and today he'd taken one of the Young Lady's... He admitted