Chapter 85

Loner and Juliet

Instinct #

“I’m planning to read some interesting light novels during summer vacation. Andou-kun, do you have any recommendations?”

(Now! Attack with a question while leaning forward and wearing a thin summer dress that reveals just enough cleavage to be enticing!)

“Well… how about ‘Sakurada Reset’? It’s a sci-fi novel about a protagonist with a subtle ability to skip time who meets a girl with the ability to jump three days into the future. They team up for a dance competition and try to avoid skipping time while aiming for victory.”

(Secret technique! “Bocchi in the Trace World” Let me explain! “Bocchi in the Trace World” is my unique (bocchi) skill where I can enjoy a lewd fantasy of Asakura-san while looking at her eyes without getting caught with my perverted gaze. I imagine the vulnerable figure of Asakura-san in my mind and indulge in a lewd fantasy while looking at her eyes.)

“Oh, I see. How many volumes have been published?”

“I think it’s completed at volume 8.”

(Hmph! He’s not even looking away from my face despite me striking such a sexy pose. Andou-kun is quite resilient.)

(Calm down, calm down… don’t show it on my face. I can almost see the cleavage of Asakura-san right in front of me! It’s almost visible but not quite… I’m trembling with excitement! Now, it’s time for my next move!)

“Oh, it’s so hot today…” (Swish, swish)

(How about this? This is my trump card! The ultimate magic, “Today is hot,” while flipping up my clothes to reveal cleavage. With this, even Andou-kun will be…)

“…I see.”

(What?! No reaction?! Why?! Andou-kun, you love “oppai,” don’t you? Even if you have less “erotic desire,” you still love “oppai,” right? Are you saying that the size of “oppai” is not a decisive factor in combat?)

(Oh, that was close… Asakura-san suddenly made a very vulnerable move and I almost lost myself and dove into her cleavage. But I had already activated my bocchi skill, “Lost Smile Pierrot,” which allows me to hide my emotions and excitement in an instant when I almost laughed at the story of the popular group in the classroom.)

(No… it’s not working. My sexy powers can’t awaken Andou-kun’s inner beastly desire?)

“Oh, Andou-kun.”

“What’s up, Asakura-san?”

“Am I… not sexy?”

“What?! What are you talking about? What do you mean?”

“I mean… my chest is a bit small, right? Are you into girls with bigger chests?”

“What are you talking about? Wait, what’s going on? Asakura-san, calm down… why did you suddenly bring this up?”

“Because… you ignored me for a whole week during summer vacation. Is it because I’m not attractive?”

“…I see.”

(Huh, so… Asakura-san is upset because I didn’t contact her? What’s going on with this girlfriend of mine? She’s so cute…)

“That’s not true! Asakura-san is a very attractive girlfriend!”

“Ah, that’s a lie! Even if you say such convenient words, I won’t be fooled! After all, Andou-kun… even though I’m barely dressed, he never looks at my ‘breasts’… grr!”

“Huh? What?! Was it okay to look…? Wait, don’t girls get angry when you look at their breasts?”

“No, it’s just that… I thought maybe it would be bad if I looked…”

“Hmph! It’s just that my ‘breasts’ are not worth looking at anyway!”

“Oh no, Asakura-san! That’s not true! Besides, why would it mean that you’re not ‘attractive’ if I didn’t look at your ‘breasts’?”

“But… Andou-kun, you love ‘breasts’, don’t you?”

“Ugh! Th-That’s not true…?”

(What?! How did Asakura-san find out that I like breasts?! No, that can’t be!)

“That’s a lie! A lie! Andou-kun even touched my ‘breasts’ before… and you tried to touch the student council president’s ‘breasts’ too!”

“That was a misunderstanding…”

“And besides, Andou-kun, you’re always looking at Momo’s chest, right?”

“Ugh!”

(Why bring that up?!)

“Don’t try to deceive me! I know it! At school, Andou-kun is always looking at Momo’s and the student council president’s ‘breasts’!”

“Ugh!”

(Hmph! Even though I always kept my eyes on you, how could you think I wouldn’t notice?!)

“And yet… if you don’t look at my ‘breasts’, then it must mean that I don’t have any ‘charm’! That’s why Andou-kun has been ignoring me for a whole week…”

(This situation is bad… okay, I have to come up with something.)

“That’s not true!”

“Andou-kun?”

“I’ll be honest… Asakura-san, I may like ‘breasts’ a little bit!”

“See! I knew it!”

“But… you’re misunderstanding something!”

“Misunderstanding… what do you mean?”

“Yeah, it’s true that I really like ‘breasts’! But… that’s just a ’normal’ thing for guys - no, it’s an ‘instinct’ that can’t be helped!”

“Instinct…? So, does that mean Andou-kun likes ‘breasts’ just because of his ‘instinct’?”

“That’s right!”

“Even when you look at Momo’s ‘breasts’?”

“Instinct!”

“And when you try to look at the student council president’s ‘breasts’?”

“Instinct!”

“So… for guys, it’s ’normal’ to like ‘breasts’ just because of their ‘instinct’?”

“Yes… that’s right!”

“Then why don’t you look at my ‘breasts’ if it’s just your ‘instinct’?”

“Well, that’s because… umm…”

“That’s because Asakura-san ’likes’ that kind of thing, isn’t it?”

“Hya, hyau!?”

(What… does he mean because I ’like’ it? What does that even mean?)

“What… do you mean, Andou-kun?”

“As I said before, Asakura-san, it’s a guy’s ‘instinct’ to look at ‘breasts’.”

“Uh, yeah.”

“But… I don’t want to look at my beloved Asakura-san with such dirty eyes driven by that ‘instinct’!”

“Hau!” heart-piercing sound

(That’s a lie… I was just imagining it and looking at her with such dirty eyes. I’m sorry!)

(Ah, Andou-kun… he really cares about me that much!)

“So, does that mean Andou-kun has been holding back his ‘instinct’ to look at my ‘breasts’?”

“Ah!” big lie

“Why… would Andou-kun be able to resist such a powerful part of human nature, even calling it an ‘instinct’?”

“Love… maybe?” big lie

“Hakyuuuu!” heart-piercing sound

“I’m sorry, Asakura-san… I didn’t realize you were troubled.”

“Andou-kun… that doesn’t matter! Because I… I love you so much!”

“Asakura-san… I love you too!”

applause from other customers in the family restaurant

“……….”

(I was trying to bring the potatoes that our usual silly couple ordered… what is this?)

“What’s going on here?”