If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Some thought carefully about the words, but Caika did not show an angry expression after the words fell.

Just showing a smile: "So that's it, a lot of people have asked me..."

He stretched out his slender index finger and lightly tapped his chin, pursed his lips slightly, and thought about who had asked him before, then looked at Kyousuke with wide eyes and said cheerfully: "It's a boy, I'm a boy like Kosaka-san. Oh."

"Oh...oh, is it..."

Kyousuke's response was a little hesitant.To be honest, this is an expected answer, but the sentence "I'm a boy like Takasaka-san" is too inconsistent.

What do you mean by being the same as me? You and I look completely different. Well, I still believe it is almost like seeing you at night.

Probably because Jingsuke's answer was too sloppy, Caika thought he didn't quite believe what he said.

So the slender prince was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly blushed and staggered his gaze, the beautiful hands hugging his legs clenched tightly, and his clean voice brought a bit of shyness: "Kao, Takasaka-san, what I said is true, If you don't believe me, I can, can prove it..."

"how to prove?"

The question was asked without hesitation, and there was an obvious expectation in it.

The temperature of Caijia's fresh cheeks continued to rise, her beautiful silver-gray hair was slightly curled like a mimosa, and her head was buried lower: "Now next to the playground, I can't... take off your clothes for you to see, it's too uncivilized to take off your clothes in a public place. ,so……"

The delicate ankles twisted restlessly, and the white sneakers rubbed the ground with a "rustling" sound: "It can make you feel your chest."

Ayaka, who is a delicate and beautiful boy if he is a man, and a sassy and beautiful girl if he is a woman, grabbed Kyousuke's hand and shoved it into the lining of his light green sportswear as if the courage had not yet dissipated. in the hem.

gollum...

Kyousuke swallowed the stagnant saliva in his mouth with difficulty. His right hand was submerged under the cloth that Caika was wearing, and the pads of his fingers were absorbed in a soft depression.

This is the belly button.

Jingsuke pursed his lips and twisted his knuckles, shaking his fingers and rubbing gently. The shy texture in the soft and tender navel was printed on the belly of his fingers, and he knew it by heart.

"Um…"

Caijia buried her head and hid her flushed cheeks in the shadow of the sea of ​​silver and gray, trying her best not to make a sound.

Jingsuke hesitated for the last moment. He felt that there was no reason to give up halfway, so he began to slowly slide his finger upwards.

The fleshy edge of Caika's belly button naughty scraped Kyousuke's finger belly, leaving a delicate touch like twitching the fleshy folds.

The fingers continued to move upwards, the soft skin was like smooth protein, and the warm sweat attached to it made Jingsuke's finger belly covered with thin skin and horny slip out and slipped to the upper body.

"Hmm~"

Finally, the unbearable humming leaked out of the tightly closed lips, and the fingerprint pattern of Jingsuke appeared in Ayazaki's boiling mind, the white knees rubbed each other, and Jingsuke felt more and hotter sweat from his fingers. It oozes out on the attached skin.

Probably this is the location.

Kyousuke turned his fingers into his palms, and pressed the entire palm together, feeling that the small tips on the flat surface became firmer, trying to press against his palm.

The wind "rustled" over the branches and leaves, the nesting bird couple chatted, and there was constant laughter on the playground next to them.

A ray of sunlight penetrated the leaves and illuminated Caijia's cheeks with long eyelashes tightly closed.

Really a boy, should I say sure enough...

At this moment, Ayaka, who was trembling shyly intensified, didn't squat down and fell forward on Kyousuke.

The slender body that smelled of sweat but didn't stink at all slammed into Jingsuke's arms, and the impact made him sway and lean back, and slammed down on the lawn, overwhelming the green.

Jingsuke wrapped one hand around Caika's tender white waist that was exposed by the lifting of the sportswear, and the other hand was still pressed under his clothes. In the field of vision, the tall and straight grass was close at hand.

"...It's okay, Totsuka-san."

Probably out of embarrassment, Mr. Takasaka, who was more likely to get hurt when he was pressed down, tried to break the silence by asking questions first.

However it failed.

Caika, who was much more embarrassed than Kyosuke, remained motionless as if he hadn't heard his words, and the face under her beautiful hair was buried on the side of Kyosuke's neck, making Kyousuke feel a slight breath of hot and humid breath on it.

With a "pop", the tennis ball hit the metal net surrounding the tennis court not far away, causing Caijia to shake like a small animal.

"Ah, ah, Kosaka-san, how are you? Did you fall?"

With her slender arms propped on the lawns on the left and right sides of Kyosuke, Ayaka, who blocked the sunlight, was a little panicked and concerned about Kyosuke.A drop of salty sweat dripped from the tip of Saika's fair nose onto Kyousuke's slightly dry lips.

Licking his lips, Jingsuke grinned and said, "I'm fine. Well... I believe you are a boy."

097 Ayaka Totsuka is not a girl ([-])

The wind blew through the tips of the hair, swept the clouds from the sky into displaced children, and allowed the thick sunset to bake the earth without cover.

Kyousuke turned over his hands and put a briefcase-like schoolbag over his shoulders and put it on his back, stooped and walked out of the school gate like an old man picking up trash on the street.

It's mostly tiring.

Joining the tennis club was very smooth, and I just filled out a few applications for admission.

For example, in the "Reasons for Entry" column, Jingsuke filled in the word "thinking" in scribbled handwriting.

A piece of A4 paper with rules and regulations was filled out in ten seconds. After two seconds, it was handed to Caika, who seemed to be looking forward to it even more than Jingsuke himself. Caika took another second to say the word "agree" full of joy. This completes the process from application to admission.

That's less than 20 seconds total.

It is a model of the efficiency of each department.

So after school in the afternoon, Kyosuke went to the tennis club to participate in club activities.