"I Wanna Fondle Them Too" (Oppai Momitai) - V2 Chapter 06
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Chapter 06- The Four Way Pi Hold
Kohaku snapped.
“NATSUYA”
“Ehh?”
“If you insist on it that much then…”
“U-uh… Kohaku, san?”
Kohaku, the muscle head Ossan and a janky girl, made a move on Natsuhiko.
With her thin, supple arms, she locked Natsuhiko’s neck at once.
While raising the corners of her mouth, she grinned…
“Take that! That’s how muscle-head Ossan plays.”
“Goooh!”
Where on earth did she learn this? The fundamental technique of pro-wrestling, the head lock, was invoked.
“Huuunnuuu~~~!”
The more pressure you put on your arms, the more pain your opponent feels.
However, there was a mistake.
Because, Natsuhiko wasn’t feeling any pain at all.
He was definitely pinned down, but the force of the lock was negligible. Because Natsuhiko was being healed at the same time.
And the reason was clear.
Natsuhiko’s face was shoved in between her breasts.
With full force.
“Ko, Kohaku! Hey! Time-out! They’re hitting me!”
“Of course, that’d happen! The more I press with my arms, the more painful it’ll be for you!”
“No, no, no! It doesn’t hurt at all!”
“What did you say? Let’s see how long you can keep that up!”
“Listen to me, will ya?”
Kohaku thought he was trying to escape from her, but no matter how you look at it, it was a service-play. Indeed, Puff-Puff is back.
But what about Natsuhiko, was he inevitably excited?
No, he wasn’t. It was only at the very start that he was aroused.
(B, breathe…!)
Kohaku’s monster breasts, in simple words, King Slime x2, were too vicious and violent.
The more Kohaku’s breasts sank into his face, the harder it became for him to breathe. The rose-tinted scent emanating from her body tried to lure him to heaven.
It was no longer a headlock, but a pie four-way hold.
“Stoooop, I can’t breathe…! I’m drowning, keep your breasts… fuasdcmasd~~~!”
Natsuhiko desperately kept tapping on her arm, but she didn’t listen to a single word.
It was similar to that of someone being forcefully drowned in water.
A hell for Natsuhiko, but for the rest of the boys in his class, it was a sight of pure envy. They longed for the breasts that would kill a virgin.
“Damn it! I’m too jealous of you, Kasai!”
“It’d be an honor to die on Saeki-san’s breasts…”
“Why do all the girls around him have to be cute and have big tits?”
“Good job, Saeki-san! Send him to hell!!”
[Hell! Hell! Hell!]
Hence. The classroom went into a state of chaos.
“What the hell are you two doing?”
“S-s-SOUJI!” “AAN?”
In contrast to the two who were screaming, the one who spoke in a disgusted tone was Natsuhiko’s best friend, Souji Izumi.
He had just arrived at school and was still carrying his bag.
Perhaps it was because he’s lazy, or maybe it was because he has a weakness for mornings, but he was one of the most handsome guys in the school, and the way he yawned was a sight to behold.
In the blink of an eye, Natsuhiko slipped out of the Pi Hold.
“SAVE ME SOUJI!” “AAN! GET BACK HERE, Natsu!”
Natsuhiko took refuge behind his best friend’s back.
“That muscle-head, Ossan, this Kansai woman, is trying to kill me!”
“You know what I mean, Souji. I have my reasons to beat him up.”
“Hiiii!”
As she gritted her teeth in offense, Natsuhiko also chattered his teeth in defeat.
To these two, Souji sighed heavily.
“Don’t drag me into this…”
It was a fair point.