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 30: Secret Training♡

Secret Training♡

“Mm… ah…”

Haruka’s breathy voice escapes from the corner of her lips.

“You okay, Haruka?”

“Y-Yeah… it’s a little tough, but… ah! …Since Yukio is gently encouraging me… I can keep going… ngh!”

“Haruka, you don’t have to push yourself too hard.”

“I’m fine… Yukio, sorry, but… could you go a little harder?”

“Got it… like this?”

“Yeah, squeeze me tight… ahhh! Hah… hah… just a little more…”

Sweat beads on Haruka’s forehead as she clenches her teeth, reaching the final moment.

“Ahhhhhh…!”

And with that, she collapses onto her back on the tatami mat with a soft thud.

“Hah… hah…”

“Haruka, you okay?”

I ask while still holding onto her legs.

“…Sorry, just let me rest for a bit.”

“But seriously, why did you suddenly start working out?”

I speak to Haruka as she lies there, catching her breath.

“Because I want to get more toned.”

“You’ve talked about dieting before, but honestly, you’re perfect the way you are.”

“I know, but… I still admire it. Defined abs and all.”

“Wait, like a six-pack?”

“Not that ripped! Just, you know, a little definition.”

“Ah, I see.”

For the record, Haruka is currently in a casual home outfit—a T-shirt and shorts.

Her chest rises and falls noticeably with her deep breaths.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to keep my boobs big.”

“Oh, uh… yeah. But honestly, they’re getting even bigger lately, so maybe a little dieting wouldn’t hurt.”

“Wow, coming from you, the ultimate boob lover.”

“Can you not call me that?”

I let out a wry smile.

“But Yukio, you have a lean, muscular build, don’t you?”

“Do I? Well, I do work out.”

“Defined abs are sexy. I always get turned on during… you know.”

“Uh-huh. But, uh, maybe don’t lick them so much?”

“Why noooot?”

Haruka pouts.

“So, are you done for today?”

“Nope, still going.”

Haruka sits up.

“Next up, push-ups. Gotta work on my chest muscles to keep my boobs in place.”

“Yeah, I guess you’d need some muscle to support… those.”

“Exactly! If I train properly, I won’t get shoulder pain either.”

Saying that, Haruka gets into position for push-ups.

“By the way, aren’t you gonna wear a sports bra?”

“Nope. I wanna make sure you stay entertained while I work out. ♡”

“That’s… not the purest motivation.”

“Why nooot?”

Haruka pouts again.

“Alright, here I go… one, two… ngh, ah!”

Her breath grows labored as she pushes up and down.

“Looks like you’re struggling.”

“Yeah, well… my boobs are heavy.”

No kidding. They jiggle violently through the gaps in her T-shirt with each movement.

Gravity is really working overtime here.

“Yukio, hold my boobs.”

“Wait, what? Is that even gonna help?”

“Just try it, okay?”

“Uhh… alright.”

Hesitantly, I reach under her, gently cupping her breasts as she continues her push-ups, sweat dripping down her face.

“Nn… Yukio, you’re touching my boobs.”

“Hey, you literally asked me to!”

“I know, but… hah… it’s making me feel weird.”

“That makes two of us!”

Crap. My hands are full, so if I get a nosebleed, it’s just gonna drip straight down.

“Haruka, hurry up and finish already.”

“Hold on… ngh! Just… a little… more…”

Haruka’s arms tremble as she powers through.

“Fifteen… ah! Sixteen… ngh!”

For reference, her goal is twenty.

“Seventeen… hah! Eighteen… nn! Nineteen… ahh!”

“Alright, last one! You got this, Haruka!”

“Y-Yukio… squeeze them harder!”

“Wait, what?! But—”

“Just do it, please…”

“A-Alright…!”

I follow her desperate request, firmly squeezing her soft breasts.

“TWENTYYYYY!”

With a loud moan, Haruka finishes her set.

And then collapses, exhausted.

“Hahh… hahh…”

Seeing her completely drained, I walk over to the kitchen, fill a glass of water, and bring it back.

“Here, can you drink?”

“Y-Yeah… thanks…”

Still dazed, Haruka takes the glass and gulps it down.

She’s so exhausted that some of the water dribbles down.

Luckily, it doesn’t spill onto the tatami—just onto her overly large breasts.

“Haruka, you alright?”

“Nope, I’m done… I hate this kind of exhausting workout.”

“Yeah, pushing too hard isn’t good.”

“Exactly. So I’ll find a method that works for me.”

“Huh?”

Haruka suddenly strips off her sweat-drenched T-shirt.

No way…

“Boom.”

As expected, she pounces, pushing me down.

“H-Haruka…?!”

Straddling me, she licks her lips.

“So, Yukio… can I have a taste of that tight body of yours?”

“Uh… shouldn’t we shower first?”

“Nope. I can’t wait. ♡”

In the end, Haruka is as naughty as ever.