Riki secretly glanced at Toyokawa Sakiko's lips. They looked soft and supple, glistening like cherry-colored jelly.
He and Toyokawa Sakiko weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, exactly, but they had promised themselves to each other. How close could they get?
Anything naughty was definitely too soon. Riki was a novice and needed to do some serious studying with Japanese teachers' materials, while Toyokawa Sakiko was still in high school.
"By the way, I'm heading to school. Could you walk me there?" Toyokawa Sakiko asked.
Without a bicycle, they had no choice but to walk.
Riki noticed some young couples along the street acting quite affectionate.
You Japanese people—do you ever study, or do you just date?
Suddenly, he felt the back of his hand brush against something. He turned and saw Toyokawa Sakiko walking beside him, her hand swinging and accidentally brushing his.
Was it on purpose, or was it an accident?
Riki felt a little nervous. Sakiko's expression looked perfectly normal. What if he guessed wrong?
Before long, he felt Sakiko's hand draw near again. After hesitating, he gently took her hand. Her hand was delicate and boneless, small and soft in his grasp.
Unlike the earlier, accidental brush of their hands, this time he had reached out and taken hers on purpose.
Toyokawa Sakiko's cheeks seemed to grow a little redder, but she didn't pull her hand away.
This was my favorite episode.
As Riki felt Toyokawa Sakiko's hand in his, his nervousness gradually eased.
Then the hand in his moved. Her fingers closed around his, and their hands entwined, fingers interlaced.
"..."
Riki's heart was beating so fast it felt ready to burst.
He sneaked a glance at Toyokawa Sakiko beside him. Her ears, peeking out from beneath her blue hair, were red as blood. She gave him a