"Three minutes!" Kasahara Fumi nudged him.
...It was her first time experiencing the sensation of being held tightly by a man, feeling his broad chest and a faint sweat smell under the summer sun, while exchanging it with her own enchanting fragrance. The feeling had a great allure, and she was almost dizzy from it.
The summer breeze lifted her hair, exposing her flushed little ears.
Despite her shyness, she still maintained an image of noble restraint, displaying an unprecedented vivid charm.
For Sister Fukaeri like this, Fujiwara Reya couldn't help but sigh — beauty is governed by some mysterious law, and only women can find various ways to express their own beauty.
"Oh my, so rare..." Kawashima Miki leaned over, teasing her with a meaningful tone, "Officer Fukaeri, so you are a woman who looks brave and bold but is timid at heart."
Kasahara Fumi immediately stepped heavily on Fujiwara Reya's foot.
"Ouch—"
"She's mocking you, why take it out on me..."
