In the Office, Shigure Ryoko reached for Jonas's shoulders and carefully kneaded them with her fingers, checking his expression from time to time.
With her small hands resting on his shoulders, Shigure Ryoko began giving him a simple massage. She was a little stiff at first, but gradually found her rhythm, her movements growing more practiced.
Thank goodness Jonas said his shoulders had been sore lately, not that he'd been under a lot of stress... otherwise, I'd have to get down on my knees...
Blushing, Shigure Ryoko hurriedly banished the filthy thoughts from her head and continued carefully massaging Jonas's shoulders.
Her warm breath tickled the back of Jonas's neck. Focused on the massage, she failed to notice her face drawing closer and closer. Only when the ends of his hair brushed her face did she let out a tiny gasp and hastily pull away.
Why does the back of my neck feel itchy?
Somewhat startled, Jonas turned to look at Shigure Ryoko. Her face was as red as a ripe apple, and her eyes were fixed on her hands as though there were something special about them. An awkward little smile tugged at her lips, making her look particularly cute.
"S-sorry..." Shigure Ryoko said softly, a trace of shyness in her voice. Her hands trembled slightly, as though the sudden contact had startled her.
No, no, absolutely not!
It was just the mood back then, and Miss Chelsea egging me on, that made me walk into that room. It definitely wasn't of my own free will. I absolutely didn't...
All right, maybe a little. Watching Miss Chelsea gradually thaw from her icy demeanor, then being assigned to the Alt Conglomerate herself, she had become curious about Jonas too. Little by little, things had ended up like this.
Shigure Ryoko