Chapter 51

The summer sun was growing more intense by the day, a scorching heat that left one weary just thinking about how much hotter it was bound to get.

—I want to hang out more with Rei-chan outdoors, but if it’s this hot…

With those thoughts in mind, Kazuhiko headed toward their meeting spot, dressed in a clean, stylish outfit. Of course, every piece had been hand-picked by Reika herself.

“The sensation of dyeing Kazu-kun in my colors from the top of your head to the tips of your toes… it feels wonderful ♡.”

Why is it that when Rei-chan says things like that, it feels more ‘sticky’ than ‘sweet and sour’? Kazuhiko wondered.

“Sorry, did I keep you waiting?”

As he arrived at the clock in front of the station, Kazuhiko called out to her.

“Yes. I’ve been waiting for two hours.”

“Wh—Seriously!?”

“Fufu, just kidding. You really are worth teasing, Kazu-kun.”

“…………”

—With Rei-chan, there are times when I honestly can’t tell if she’s serious or joking…

Kazuhiko felt his mental stamina being chipped away right from the start.

However, looking at her again, Reika was breathtaking.

She wore a sleeveless blouse, the kind where you’d catch a glimpse of her underarms the moment she raised her arms, yet somehow she didn’t lose her air of refined purity. Paired with jeans, she looked like a capable, active woman on her day off.

—She was perfectly camouflaged, hiding her “nympho” side from the world.

—Looking at her like this, she really is the perfect beauty…

Appearance, intellect, specs—she was a “perfect superhuman” in every way. Perhaps the only thing she lacked was common sense? …No, it wasn’t a lack of sense, but rather a lack of mercy toward Kazuhiko.

Kazuhiko watched her with an indescribable mix of emotions. Then—

“Oh my, Kazu-kun… violating me with your eyes so relentlessly. It’s making me quite excited.”

—Yep, her inner nympho is in top form today…

He had hoped she’d stay a “normal” beautiful girl for at least a little while longer. Perhaps she sensed his disappointment.

“So, which part did you like? My pits? It’s the pits, isn’t it? Do you want to lick them? Or maybe you want to sandwich your thing in there and slide it around? You really are a naughty boy, Kazu-kun.”

“Stop fabricating my fetishes!”

“I see. So Kazu-kun prefers the nape of the neck over the armpits.”

Saying this, Reika spun around once on the spot.

Today, her glossy black hair, which usually reached her waist, was tied up at the back of her head, exposing her pale, tantalizing nape. It was this detail that completed her “capable woman on holiday” look.

Kazuhiko found himself unintentionally mesmerized by the sight of her neck.

“…Fufu, just as I thought ♪”

Reika sent a playful, bewitching sidelong glance his way.

“Gnuuu… T-That’s not it either…”

He protested, but Kazuhiko was gnashing his teeth in frustration. When it came to matters of “the flesh,” he stood no chance of winning against her. And in truth, it was a toss-up between the armpits and the nape anyway.

“Shall we go, Kazu-kun?”

“Yeah…”

Kazuhiko gave up and took her hand.

Reika looked incredibly pleased as she interlaced her fingers with his.

By the way, there was no way a girl like Reika hadn’t been hit on while she was waiting for Kazuhiko. Yet, when he arrived, there wasn’t a single man bothering her.

Instead, there was a group of men standing a distance away, hanging their heads in dejection. Kazuhiko didn’t notice them, but one had to wonder what had happened.

Surely, only Reika and those men would ever know—