Her gaze roamed over him, her tone heavy with unmistakable insinuation and hurt.
"Now... you really have grown up."
She lowered her leg and stepped half a pace closer, nearly pressing against Genya, her breath sweet as orchids.
"Is Chinatsu not good enough? Or are the girls in our clan not pretty enough? Do you really have to... look for women outside?"
No sooner had she finished than Akari and Akane, who had noticed the commotion, stopped training. They exchanged a smile and boldly gathered around him too.
The three beautiful lead singers, each with her own allure, dressed in uniforms with long legs in black stockings and glistening with fragrant sweat, instantly surrounded Genya.
They formed a small circle filled with feminine fragrance and an invisible pressure.
Akari chimed in.
"That's right, young master. Whatever else you might say about the Uchiha Clan, we're famous for having beautiful women. Look at us, then look at the other girls in the clan. Which of us isn't hoping to win your favor? Why look far away when we're right here?"
As she spoke, she deliberately thrust out her chest.
Akane joined in, her gaze just as bold.
"Young master... we've been with you the longest."
The other backup dancers in the training ground kept practicing, but they stole glances in their direction, whispering among themselves with envious smiles.
Genya suddenly felt an immense pressure.
The three lead singers surrounded him, their burning gazes nearly setting him alight.
The mingled scent of sweat and their natural fragrance lingered around his nose. Those long, black-stockinged legs were within arm's reach, delivering a powerful assault on his eyes and senses.
He could feel the undisguised affection and resentment in their words and gazes, along with a hint of eager, ready-to-pounce "danger."
*Have I... walked