Chapter 2123: Can you...?

Chapter 2123: Can you...?



Is it normal for a girl to consult another guy other than her boyfriend about this? No. Right?

Eri went to me since she's curious about who's initiating between Akane and me but this girl... what is she expecting from me by bringing this up?

Furthermore, she mentioned she was going to ask me for a favor... Is she going to let me hold that for her to figure out if it'll hurt as well?

No. No. Let's not jump to that conclusion right away.

Futaba was the most sensible among their group of friends, she wouldn't be so lacking in common sense to do something as stupid as that. Even if her impression of me was already positive, there was no reason for her to put us both in this situation.

Unless her desperation pushed her to execute a drastic decision in order to get over the obstacle blocking her relationship from progressing, then that was more unlikely.

At the moment, I couldn't see any signs of that.

Looking at her current expression, Futaba was still trying to suppress her embarrassment from coming out like this.

I guess holding it and squeezing for my eyes to see didn't matter much to her. She successfully drew my attention to it.

What she was expecting from me was most likely sound advice on why she was feeling that way and how to get past it. She did mention Eri and how the girl was praising me for clearing her doubts.

That's what led her to do this.

If I acted outside her expectations, she'd probably back out and if it's within it, she's also going to rely on me about this problem of hers.

But then again, shouldn't she consult a professional for this since it involved her 'Special Constitution'? Ah. I don't know.

Let's take a step back and analyze this calmly. First I should assume that Futaba thought about this carefully before bringing it up to me. Next, my reply would be crucial in how she would proceed.

Going by her straightforward presentation of her problem, I should just get directly to the point...

"Hmm... Tell me, Futaba. Does it also hurt right now?"

She's holding it and squeezing it herself, after all. If it's because that part of her was hyper- sensitive, it shouldn't matter who was touching it.

"That's the thing. It doesn't." Futaba squeezed it right before my eyes once again and she didn't even wince.

My head was nagging to scold her for doing that in front of me but somehow, I feel like we'll venture out of topic if I do so... it's better not to say anything.

"Does Akane feel no pain whenever you do it? You fondle her breast every time, right?"

Thinking about it, Futaba once brought up the topic of breast massage one time during our train ride. She even made fun of Eri at that time. Of course, she ended up focusing on us. Was she trying to figure out if the other girls also felt the same way as her back then? I don't know. "No, she doesn't. But well, it might've to do with the fact that we're a shameless couple. I massage it for her and do more during our intimate moments."

"... I see. Good for you. Will you also do it for Fuyu?"

"Most likely. When the time comes that our relationship also reaches that stage then I will do my best to pleasure her in the same way I do Akane."

"Shameless Onoda-kun."

"Hey, you're the one asking me. I'm only answering. Besides, you're embarrassed talking about your experience so treat that as me trying to even it out for you. I also feel embarrassed,

know?"

"You? Embarrassed? I don't believe it." Although a little forced that made Futaba giggle.

Her gloom disappeared slightly and she's probably just trying to recover before leaving.

Or so I was wrong again.

After a minute of silence, the girl recovered from her state. She straightened her back and then turned to face me again. She then reached for my sleeve and tugged at it as she said while donning a shameful expression.

"... Hey, Onoda-kun. My favor. This will be very embarrassing but... can you touch me again?"

"Futaba. Think about this carefully." I immediately replied. Yeah, right. After all this time, I

still wouldn't immediately say yes to that.

What is this girl thinking? Is she really this desperate?

A few moments later, as though realizing what she said could be taken in a different way, her hands immediately flailed as she corrected herself. However, the correction wasn't that

different - just toned down.

"Eh? Wait. No. I'm not telling you to touch me here. I meant what you did earlier... The tickle.

Do it again."

This girl...