The Scariest Delinquent Girl In The Entire School, Rumored To Be Terrifying, Ended Up Sitting Next To Me. I Thought My School Life Was Over, But It Turns Out She's Actually An Incredibly Sweet Person. On Top Of That, She's A Stunning Beauty With Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes, And A Curvaceous Figure—A Triple Threat! - Chapter 10: Lick The Ice Cream...

Lick The Ice Cream…

During Golden Week, I spent all my time with Haruka.

And as always, I found myself at her apartment.

Today, too, Haruka showed off her dynamite body without hesitation, filling me with happiness.

“Hehe, Yukio, your abs are so…  ripped♡.”

“Really?”

“Can I trace them with my fingers?”

“Sure, go ahead…”

As Haruka moved her fingertips with a smile, a slight shiver ran down my spine.

“Fufu, Yukio, you’re so cute♡.”

“Alright, if you’re going to say that, it’s payback time.”

“Wait, no, hold on… Ah! Stop!”

***

We had just taken a refreshing shower together and were now eating ice cream.

Leaning against the wall and sitting side by side, we both licked at our stick-type ice creams.

By the way, Haruka was in a camisole.

The combination of a camisole and her ample chest could easily be called the strongest force on Earth.

“Hehe, Yukio, you’re staring at my chest again.”

“I-I can’t help it. It’s your fault for not covering up something so… big.”

“Oh, so that’s how it is… Ah!”

A drop of melted ice cream dripped and landed right in Haruka’s cleavage.

“Are you okay? Let me grab some tissues.”

I quickly reached for the tissues to hand to her, but—

“Wait, Yukio.”

“Huh?”

“…You should lick it off.”

“…What?”

Thinking it was a joke, I widened my eyes, but Haruka looked at me with an expectant gaze.

“Haruka, you’re such a naughty girl.”

“And you’re a little pervert, Yukio.”

“Well, I guess we’re even…”

Sighing, I gave in and leaned forward, peeking into the deep valley of her chest.

The melted ice cream had trickled from the upper curve of her firm, white chest down into the valley.

“Come on, hurry and lick it off.”

I hesitated for a moment, but my male instincts urged me forward. Just as I was about to lower my tongue to her chest, though…

I reached for the tissues nearby.

“Mm…”

I gently wiped her chest with the tissue.

“Yukio…”

“Let’s leave it at that, okay?”

“You’re such a shy guy…”

Haruka and I leaned in, our lips about to meet.

Just then, the doorbell rang, making my heart skip a beat.

Startled, Haruka quickly adjusted her clothes.

“Yes, coming!”

She hurried to the door.

I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart.

“Oh, hello there! It’s Yamamoto from next door!”

“Oh, hello.”

It seemed the neighbor had come by.

She was a beautiful woman with bright hair cut into a stylish short bob.

“I brought some souvenirs from my trip with friends. Here, for you too, Miss Busty♡.”

“Oh, thank you. But, um… Miss Busty?”

“Well, they’re just so big! What cup size are you?”

“T-that’s a secret!”

“Oh, really? Then maybe I’ll ask your boyfriend instead!”

She glanced toward the door, and our eyes met. My heart skipped a beat again.

“Well, he’s pretty handsome, isn’t he? You’ve got that gentle, modern guy vibe♪.”

“Y-Yamamoto-san!”

“Hey, boyfriend-san. Come here for a second.”

She gestured to me with a beckoning hand.

I hesitated but, feeling the weight of her gaze, reluctantly stepped closer.

“So, you’re Miss Busty’s boyfriend, right?”

“For the last time, my name is Haruka! Tachibana Haruka.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. And what’s your name?”

“Oh, I’m Kuroda Yukio,” I replied.

“Hmm, Yukio-kun, huh… That’s cute.”

“W-what?”

“I’m Yamamoto Mika. Nice to meet you☆.”

“Ah, nice to meet you too.”

“You’re in high school like Miss Busty, right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Well, I’m a college student. How about trying out a fling with an older woman sometime?”

She winked as she said this, and I felt my face instantly heat up.

“J-just a minute, Yamamoto-san!”

Haruka quickly tried to cut in, clearly flustered.

“By the way, you two were fooling around in this apartment, weren’t you?”

Both Haruka and I stiffened at her words.

“W-why would you say that…?”

“Well, I heard voices the other day.”

Haruka’s face turned bright red as she looked down, unable to meet anyone’s gaze.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. I haven’t had a man around in ages, so honestly, it’s kind of refreshing♡.”

Yamamoto-san said this, but she didn’t seem like someone lacking male attention.

“Maybe I should start bringing guys over to this apartment too,” she teased.

“T-that’s…”

Haruka, still red-faced, couldn’t muster a response.

“Just kidding. You’re still high schoolers, so you can’t go to love hotels anyway. Don’t worry, I’ll stick to enjoying myself there like a proper adult♡.”

“Th-thank you for your… consideration.”

As Haruka gave a polite bow, I quickly followed suit.

“Well, I’m off to a mixer now. Make sure to share that jelly and enjoy it together, okay? See you!”

With a light turn, Yamamoto-san descended the apartment stairs gracefully.

“What’s this about being ‘man-starved’…”

“…Exactly,” I replied with a wry smile, only to be met with a sharp glare from Haruka.

“W-what’s wrong?”

“You were totally flustered by that older woman, Yukio.”

“N-no, I wasn’t!”

“Do you… prefer older women?”

“No, it’s nothing like that…”

“Hmph, sure. Yamamoto-san is more mature and a lot more attractive, after all.”

“N-no way! Besides, your… uh, chest wins by a mile, Haruka!”

“Huh? Just my chest?”

Haruka puffed out one cheek and glared at me.

“Not just your chest—everything about you is cuter, Haruka. At least… to me.”

“I-Is that so…”

Haruka’s face flushed as she looked down shyly before meeting my eyes again.

Slowly, we leaned toward each other, our lips brushing in a gentle kiss.

Tenderly, we exchanged our feelings through soft, loving kisses.

“If you ever cheat, I won’t forgive you.”

“I won’t. Never, ever.”

Reassured by each other’s words, we both smiled.

“Hey, you two!”

The sudden call made us freeze.

With a creak, we turned our heads toward the voice to see Yamamoto-san grinning at us from the street.

“Save that for when you’re inside the apartment♡.”

I was stunned.

“Th-that’s none of your business!”

Haruka, now beet red, yelled in embarrassment.

“Oh, young love! Well, I’m off to my mixer. Enjoy your evening, you two♪.”

This time, Yamamoto-san finally left, skipping lightly down the road with a playful step.

“…She’s quite the character, huh?”

“…Well, she’s not a bad person, but she can be a bit exhausting.”

“Haha.”

Feeling sympathetic toward Haruka’s weariness, I gave her a wry smile.