"A setup even porn manga wouldn't use... huh?"
Shocked by Roland's shameless behavior, Mugino Shizuri had been about to speak in an irritated tone, but she quickly realized something.
Although this guy was usually utterly unserious, he really didn't seem to be lying about this.
After all, she had tried it herself so many times. She could more or less tell that, although her everyday products hadn't changed, her appearance had grown increasingly radiant.
"Remembered now?"
As Mugino Shizuri's face gradually flushed burning red, Roland spoke with a smile.
"Forget it. Let's just count what happened earlier as medical treatment..."
Mugino Shizuri took a deep breath and said with a mirthless smile.
"So, can you put it away now?"
In the quiet room, aside from Rikō Takitsubō's whimpers, only crisp cracking sounds remained.
That was the sound of the girl forcefully flexing her knuckles, her palms even turning somewhat white from how tightly she clenched them.
Miss Mugino was now like a volcano that had accumulated magma for ages, liable to ignite and erupt at any moment.
"Of course."
After all, he was only teasing her without taking it too far. Roland had always managed that balance well.
Hearing their conversation, Rikō Takitsubō also pushed herself up with her hands on her knees.
Although she still wore that comfortable tracksuit, the broad movement nevertheless accentuated the girl's slender waist.
Rikō Takitsubō, whose appearance had always been delicate and lovely, looked even more alluring in that posture.
Perhaps because her vitality had just been replenished, her fair, translucent skin seemed faintly radiant, and her lips bore an even more vivid red.
Though that might also have been her imagination. After all, Roland always looked energetic and full of life.
Even she, healthy and with a good sleep schedule, would become grumpy