If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

"...Can you please... repeat it again?" He managed to complete the sentence, his neck stretched forward in disbelief and inquiry.

The slender and flirtatious manager didn't show any unexpected expression. The smile on the corner of his mouth looked very friendly at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he felt a little embarrassed.

She opened her lips, which were supposed to look a little sparkling with lipstick, and her voice was like that of a European and American teenager who hadn't changed: "I mean, I'm a woman."

This time, Kyosuke completely heard the words uttered in a neutral voice, his eyes were like a robot with a signal disorder, and he kept wandering around the upper body of the angry guy who changed his gender on the spot and exposed the table.

The speaking voice is really neutral...

Thin skin and tender meat...

The lines of the face are actually relatively soft, and the chin is pointed...

The figure is also very slender, not only thin, but also the feeling that the skeleton is very slender...

There appears to be no Adam's apple, the throat is smooth and free of bulges...

But the same goes for the breasts...

The manager sitting across the table didn't care about Kyosuke's sizing up at all, probably because he was used to it.She used her slender fingers to lift her fine hair, and her delicate forehead was revealed for a moment.

Probably because she was sure that the information she revealed had aroused the interest of the male high school student in front of her who felt quite strange, her tone began to become slow.

There was still some helplessness: "You think I want to look like this? Do you know the reason why my ex-boyfriend dumped me? He said he couldn't stand me. I'm too handsome, even more handsome than him, and I have flat chest. There was a feeling of being gay together. He was afraid that he would go nowhere, so he dumped me."

"Oh... oh, this is such a sad story." Kyosuke's cheeks twitched.Really insightful, reality is more exciting than fiction.

"Sarcasm." The handsome blond manager gave Kyosuke a blank look, a little charming, and Kyosuke's muscles tensed because of being gay.

Before Kyosuke could figure out the reason for this subversive cognitive balance in his head, manager Sang spoke again.

She rested her chin with one hand lazily, and gently held Jingsuke's wrist with the other hand: "From Mai's description to you, you are not a person who trusts others easily, so it seems that I need to prove that .”

The skin on her palm is very soft and slippery, probably due to the long-term use of some skin care products, Kyosuke made such a judgment based on some knowledge about fashion care that Kirino told him.I don't know if it was because she reached out her hand, and a scent of flower-like perfume also came over.

Although his hairs stood up because he was too gay, Kyosuke didn't resist, but let the flirtatious blond hair drag his wrist towards her.

He asked: "Prove that you are a woman? How do you prove..."

Before Jingsuke could finish his sentence, the grabbed wrist made his hand stick to the thin clothes on the blonde manager's chest.

In front of her was the indifferent expression of the manager leaning on her face. Her hand rubbed against Kyosuke's skin, moving slowly from the original grasping wrist to pressing on the back of his hand.

Pressed his hand on her own chest and rubbed it.

A lazy tone came out of his mouth: "Look, look, although it is small, there are still some, now you believe that I am a woman, right?"

Kyosuke's palm passively drew circles on the chest of this super-open manager as if he were kneading a small piece of dough. He blinked, and from the corner of his eyes, he had already noticed the curious but curious attitude of others a few tables away. Some dodge eyes.The first thought that came to his mind was that luckily there were no students from the same school around.

Otherwise, as soon as school starts, the rumors that he has extended his py trading tentacles outside the school during the holidays will really dance all over the sky.

But if you think about it, it seems like that's the case. Let's dance all over the sky. It's very interesting, and it can be used as a source of material.

But the point now is that he really completely believes that the manager in front of him is an unusually handsome woman, which can be judged from the feel of her hands.

There is undoubtedly a big difference between the touch of women's breasts and men's.As long as the target is not a child, no matter how small the female breasts/parts after normal development are, and no matter how big the chubby male breasts/parts are, there is an essential difference in the feel. As long as you feel carefully, you will never confuse them. .

This difference comes from the structure inside the chest/part, such as breast glands, which will cause the difference in hand feeling.

"Well... I believe it, and then?" Kyousuke said indifferently, "I have already believed it, please let me go, I have no interest in your reserved breasts."

The smile on Zhang Jun's handsome face suddenly froze, and her movement of controlling Jingsuke to knead the dough came to an abrupt end. After two seconds of downtime, she puffed up her cheeks unhappily: "Woo, what? How can you say that to a girl?"

"Hey, so gay..."

Kyosuke quickly took his hand out of her loosened palm, and shook it to the open space next to it, just like the movement when he just washed his hands, trying to shake off something stuck on them.

The blond manager pursed her lips. Kyosuke's "so gay" reminded her of her ex-boyfriend's "I feel like I'm having sex with you!", which made her no longer in the mood to play. .

She said seriously: "Then I'll just say it straight. Since I'm a woman, of course I can't be Mai's boyfriend. You agree with this now, right?"

"Well, I believe it." While wiping his hands with a tissue, Kyosuke nodded seriously: "But then, it has nothing to do with me, right? Or are you still afraid of me spreading rumors or something?"

"No," the blond manager shook his head.Kyosuke wiped his hands so angry that she decided not to look at him.

She lowered her eyes: "Just to add some credibility to my next words."

"please say."

"Well, it's about Mai, so I'll talk about it in chronological order."

She lowered her voice, and poked her head across the table like Kyousuke just now, in the kind of gesture that others would think that she was talking about some private topic.

But it is enough to ensure that no one else can hear what she said.

After all, this is about supernova entertainer Mai Murakami who doubles as a fashion model and a bishoujo idol, for real.

The entrance of the fast food restaurant was sporadically coming in and out. This restaurant specializing in students was going to be in a downturn for a while during the holidays.

Occasionally, the sound of car tires rubbing against the ground can be heard from outside.

The songs played on the stereo are still in English, and the manager who has been narrating in a pleasant voice seems to be matching the songs and talking about the rap interspersed in it.

She started when Mai was still in the same junior high school as Kyosuke.What happened at this time must have been told to her by Mai himself.

Mai at that time, even Mai in elementary school before then, had a crush on Kyosuke.But gradually, as she grows older, Mai also realizes that it is useless to like only one person, two people need to like each other to be together.

But she was really not sure what the boy she affectionately called [Xiao Jing] wanted, because she had always been the one who took the initiative.