I Started a Lover-for-Hire Service, And For Some Reason, Only Beautiful Girls Are Requesting Me - Chapter 22: Aira Wants to Be Spoiled

“Good morning! It’s rare to see you here on a Saturday, Rina.”

“Good morning, good morning! About that, if I don’t come next Saturday, the teacher said I’d have to stay after school every day! Isn’t that so harsh!?”

“Well, we are students, so the teacher’s reasoning isn’t wrong.”

Although Aira had a flashy appearance due to the lack of school rules, she was very serious on the inside and quite intelligent. She encouraged everyone to see the teacher’s actions as normal.

Rina, who had moved here because of her parents’ work, still carried traces of her hometown. Her accent was different from the others, and she used regional slang like “tege” for “really” or “a lot.” However, she wasn’t isolated from the class and was considered the class’s mood maker.

“I get that, but Saturday is everyone’s day off, you know? It’s everyone’s weekend, and yet having school on Saturday is so boring!”

As mentioned, Aira’s high school had classes on Saturday mornings. For high school students, having to go to school on Saturday was a major drag.

“I totally get how you feel, but isn’t it easier if you just accept it?”

“Aira-chin, you’re so mature… Ugh, I’m so depressed.”

Rina stretched her arms and slumped over the desk, her chest squashed against it.

“Whoa, your chest got bigger! What do you think, Aira-chin?”

“Before you make enemies with that comment…”

“Oh, right, that was close.”

Rina had a straightforward personality, so she often said whatever came to her mind, but she was a very important friend to Aira.

“But… Ugh. I still can’t beat your tanned, gal look, Aira-chin, but I’ll definitely win by graduation!”

“Sure, sure.”

“I’m serious, okay! Don’t drink milk!”

“I don’t like milk, so I don’t drink it.”

“Wait, really? And you still have that figure?”

“Well, yeah.”

“I’m so jealous…”

Aira was viewed as a rival by Rina over the size of their chests. This kind of exchange had happened so much that it couldn’t be counted on both hands and feet.

Because of this, rumors like “Aira is the type who looks slimmer in clothes” had started circulating, but Aira didn’t mind it too much. It was just a typical adolescent thing.

“Ah, maybe it’s because of that scarf? You’ve been carrying it around all the time lately, haven’t you?”

“If this scarf had had such an effect, I’d have been making a fortune selling it… But it’s just an important item to me, so I want to keep it close.”

Aira’s scarf, which originally belonged to Ryoma, had become a personal item she didn’t leave home without. She had been looking forward to seeing Ryoma’s reaction when he found out this fact.

“Then maybe your chest has grown because you’ve gotten yourself a boyfriend? Aira-chin is more motivated than ever today!”

“I haven’t got a boyfriend, though. You can tell that I’m more motivated today?”

“It’s pretty obvious. You’ve changed your hairstyle to a half-updo, switched to black nails, and you’re wearing those sexy black tights. Oh, and the sheerness of those legs… they’re 40-denier compression tights, right?”

The half-updo referred to a hairstyle similar to Asuna’s from Sword Art Online. Denier referred to the thickness of tights, with 40 denier being on the thinner side.

“Wait, how did you guess the denier correctly? You’re really into tights, huh? Didn’t we hear about some suspicious person who has been in the news about tights?”

“Ah, you mean that creepy guy who calls himself the ‘Tights World’? He asks girls on the street, ‘Can you tell me the denier of your tights?'”

“Yeah, that’s him. Rina, I feel like you could totally give that ‘Tights World’ guy a run for his money.”

“I can’t believe you thought I was a match for him! If you asked me, ‘Tights World’ is nothing compared to me. I’m the ‘Tights Universe’, and I can identify tights without even asking. The scale is just on another level!”

Rina proudly claimed herself to be the “Tights Universe,” and considering she had been able to guess Aira’s tights, she might actually be right.

“This is how you expect the unexpected…”

“Hm? You mean how Rina is a leg fetishist?”

Rina didn’t understand what Aira was trying to say.

“I’ve always thought this… but the way Aira-chan’s legs are meaty… they’re so nice.”

Without any warning, Rina smiled in a creepy, almost suspicious way, like a strange person, showing a twisted grin. Her voice suddenly shifted to a chillingly smooth tone, which began to affect Aira.

“Wait, I just got chills…”

“Well, I’ve never seen Aira-chin wearing tights before. Ahh, Aira-chin’s boyfriend is lucky. He gets to enjoy those beautiful legs however he likes!”

“Hm? I don’t mind if you touch them, you’re not a guy, after all.”

“Are you serious!?”

“…Ah, wait, never mind, let me make it conditional.”

Aira was going to let Rina touch without expecting anything in return, but then raised a hand to stop her.

Aira wanted to confirm something by asking a third party’s perspective. If she was wrong, she was going to change today’s plans.

“No matter the condition, I’ll definitely do it, so can I touch your legs first!?”

“Nope. I’m going first.”

“Ughhh… then, go ahead!”

Rina, with eyes sparkling like the sun, gave the lead to Aira, her desire to touch clear on her face. But it was understandable.

In reality, Aira’s legs were so slender and graceful that they captured the gaze. They looked like something out of a model’s catalog.

For Rina, who proudly declared herself a leg fetishist, Aira’s legs wrapped in tights were like a treasure chest. She wanted to experience that feeling as quickly as possible.

“Um, then, I’d like you to answer with the condition of no further probing…”

“Okay!”

“So, what do you think is the acceptable range for skinship with your older brother?”

“Yes! As long as it doesn’t involve mucous membrane contact, it’s okay!”

Without hesitation, Rina raised her hand to answer. She didn’t care that there were classmates in the classroom. Aira didn’t mind either.

“Then, what about holding hands—”

“—It’s fine!”

“How about hugging or piggybacking?”

“Fine!”

“What about lap pillows or arm pillows?”

“Totally fine!”

“Ah, I knew it, right!”

Aira ended up agreeing with Rina. At this point, it was obvious. These two didn’t have a worldview that was considered normal…

In the first place, Aira had completely asked the wrong person.

Rina was an only child, just like Aira. And they shared the same way of thinking…

“Aira-chin, have you ever read any romantic comedy manga?”

“I have.”

“Then the explanation is simple! In those manga, siblings rarely kiss mouth-to-mouth, right? Even if they do kiss, it’s usually on the cheek or forehead!”

“Yeah.”

“So, basically… anything but mucous membrane contact is fine. Even kissing, as long as it’s not on the mouth, is fine! Romantic comedy manga is like a sibling manual!”

“So, when you say that, it means I wasn’t wrong after all… Thanks, Rina. You saved me.”

“You’re welcome!”

The two of them exchange bright smiles, looking relieved.

(Wait, wait, wait, wait! That’s wrong!!)

Every classmate who overheard this conversation mentally shouted in disbelief.

(That kind of skinship isn’t something you should be doing at your age!)

They wanted to respond with a more fitting comment, but no one could join the conversation between Aira and Rina. There was no way they could.

“So, can I touch your legs now!? It’s fine now, right!?”

“Yeah, it’s fine.”

“Hehe, hehehee.”

“Wait!? Rina, you’re getting too excited!”

“I’m gonna take it now~!”

“Huh!?”

With her eyes shining like diamonds and her arms flailing, Rina lunged at Aira’s legs, which were wrapped in tights.

Such an intense skinship was being carried out by Rina.

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Time passed—morning classes were over. It was time to head home.

But Aira had somewhere to go.

(… I’ve had a makeover, so I’m definitely not letting Senpai slip away.)

Today, Saturday, was the day Ryoma worked at the bookstore. He would finish at 1 PM.

Aira had already made a deal with Ryoma to be her “nii-chan” by giving him a large sum of 150,000 yen.

Now, there was plenty of afternoon time left.

She had to take full advantage of the money… A scheming Aira walked to the bookstore with a happy smile on her face.

(Senpai… No, with my nii-chan, anything but mucous membrane contact is fine…)

Aira, still holding on to her misguided perceptions, let her pink fantasies run wild.