But even with only two eyes, Hasebe Haruka still noticed it keenly. Was this some kind of special ability women had?
"Satoru-chan~
Feeling it yet?"
With a mischievous grin, Hasebe Haruka walked up to Gojo Satoru. She deliberately tugged at her swimsuit, revealing an exaggerated sight as she smiled at him.
"How does Kaka want me to answer?"
But how could that affect Gojo Satoru? It wasn't as if he had never seen them before, though this was admittedly the first time he had seen something of this magnitude.
Unbothered by her provocation, Gojo Satoru smiled back at her without the slightest hint of embarrassment.
Seeing that, Hasebe Haruka stopped pretending and wrapped both arms around his neck.
Gojo Satoru cooperatively bent down. After all, he was much taller than her; if he did not lower himself, she would not be able to whisper to him at all.
"Want to try it once first?"
Leaning her lips close to his ear, Hasebe Haruka asked in a slightly seductive tone.
Then she hugged him again, pressing her breasts against him.
She was convinced that she would finally become his tonight, but if he wanted her now, she had no intention of refusing. Ever since talking with Amikura Mako, she had been harboring those thoughts deeply as well.
Since she had already changed into her swimsuit, while Gojo Satoru had been dressed from the start, only his red jacket remained on his upper body—and its zipper was left undone.
Now, only a small area was separated by Hasebe Haruka's swimsuit. Everywhere else, their bodies were pressed together for real.
Feeling the soft touch of her breasts against his abs, Gojo Satoru finally understood the true value of the ceiling!
Still, he did not rush things. They had only just arrived, and having