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 9: I Want To Protect Your Chest.

I Want To Protect Your Chest.

The world was in the midst of Golden Week.

Families, friends, and couples were probably out enjoying fun excursions and leisure activities.

But my family never went on those kinds of family trips.

Haruka’s situation was the same.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Yukio ♡,” she called out as she approached me sitting on a bench in the neighborhood park.

“Oh, uh, yeah,” I stammered, immediately unsure of where to look.

This time of year marked the start of early summer, and the temperature had risen significantly.

Haruka was dressed casually in a T-shirt and jeans, but that T-shirt—white with some English writing on it—was impossibly stretched.

Of course, it was the chest area causing the strain.

And today, it seemed to bounce even more than usual.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, tilting her head slightly.

“N-nothing…” I quickly averted my gaze.

Haruka took a seat beside me.

“Yukio, are you okay with not doing anything for Golden Week?”

“Yeah, pretty much. Hidehiko went on a family trip, so I didn’t really have any plans.”

“Same here,” she replied, gently placing her hand on top of mine.

“… It’s a hot day, so take it easy, okay?”

“Gyu~ ♡,” she said, giving my hand a playful squeeze.

Haruka smiled and tightly grasped my hand.

What should I do? I want to complain and look at her face, but every time I turn my gaze toward her, my eyes are inevitably drawn to the cleavage, and I can’t bring myself to look her directly in the eyes.

“You’re hungry, right? I made a bento for you.”

Haruka opened the bento wrapper just like she would at school.

“Tada! Well, it’s the same as always.”

“It’s perfect. I love your bento just the way it is.”

“Just the bento?”

“…I like you, too.”

“Pass! ♡”

Haruka smiled and patted my head.

Because of that, her cleavage was now just inches away from me.

Every time, those forbidden breasts would jiggle so enticingly.

“Here you go, Yukio. Ah~n ♡”

Startled, I opened my mouth.

“How does it taste?”

“Yeah, as always, it’s delicious.”

“I’m glad. Oh, and I have some barley tea too.”

“Thanks.”

Haruka poured the barley tea from her thermos into a paper cup for me.

“By the way, Yukio…”

“Hmm?”

“You’ve been looking at my breasts, haven’t you?”

The sudden shock caused me to miss catching the barley tea.

With a splash, it spilled all over Haruka.

“Kyah!”

“I’m sorry!”

I hurriedly grabbed the towel from the bench and began wiping Haruka’s wet T-shirt.

“Ahhh!”

“Eh!?”

Haruka suddenly let out a seductive cry, and I froze in place.

“Ha-Haruka… wha—”

I was speechless as I took in the sight before me.

Haruka’s T-shirt, now soaked with barley tea, had become see-through.

And there was no sign of her bra.

Instead, something like a protrusion was visibly poking through.

The early summer heat mixed with the situation made me break into a cold sweat.

“Ha-Haruka, you didn’t…?”

“Yep, no bra♡”

“W-Why?”

“Well, I figured I’d take it off later anyway. I thought you’d like it more this way♡”

“Well… not so much ‘like’ as… more like ‘surprised.'”

“Hehe, big success.”

Haruka giggled softly.

“I should hide it…”

“It’s fine. There’s no one around.”

“But, just in case someone else sees it… I wouldn’t like that.”

“Yukio…”

Haruka moves closer, pressing herself against me.

“…Then, should we head to my house quickly?”

“Ah, yeah.”

Even though I’m a bit distracted by the sensation of Haruka’s very ample chest, I manage to nod.

“For now, put on my jacket.”

I try to drape my light jacket over Haruka.

“Yukio, the buttons won’t close.”

“What a stubborn chest!”

“Really…”

“This isn’t the time to be laughing!?”

I forcefully try to close the buttons.

“Mmph! Y-Yukio, my… chest is getting tight…”

“P-Please bear with it… Hn!”

In that instant, the button lets out a scream, launching off with force and hitting my forehead squarely.

“Ugh!?”

I collapse to the ground.

“Yukio, are you okay?”

“I’m not okay in so many ways…”

“Ah, I’ve got it! I came up with a great idea—how to hide my chest while we head home.”

“Huh, how?”

“Piggyback me?”

“Huh, a piggyback ride?”

I asked again as I stood up.

Perhaps I seemed unwilling, because Haruka then said,

“What’s wrong? I’m not that heavy, you know… Oh, but I do have breasts. And my hips have gotten bigger lately…”

“You’ve really grown quite… voluptuous.”

“Idiot…”

“Alright, alright. I’ll carry you on my back. I’ve been training, so I should be fine.”

“You’re so dependable♡.”

“Here, hop on.”

I got into position to give Haruka a piggyback ride.

“Okay, on three… here we go!”

The moment Haruka climbed onto my back, I felt a heavy weight.

The weight of her chest on my back.

Why hadn’t I realized something so obvious before?

My knees almost buckled beneath me.

“Whoa! Y-Yukio?”

“Ah! Sorry… I’m sorry…”

“If it’s too much, it’s okay, you know? I can manage to cover myself with my hands.”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll protect your chest, Haruka.”

“Yukio… you’re so cool.”

We were nothing more than a couple of fools now.

“Hey, once we get to my apartment… will you do it a lot?”

“I’m a little tired, so… I’m not sure about a lot.”

“No way, we’re doing it a lot! Everyone’s away for Golden Week, so the neighbors and everyone else won’t be home… we can make all the noise we want, you know?”

“I’ve been thinking this for a while, but… Haruka, you’re really… naughty.”

“Do you not like naughty girls?”

“I like them… no matter, I love you no matter what type you are.”

“…Thank you.”

Haruka clung tightly to my back.