Chapter 5

Yuzu senpai is cute.

To be specific, she sat on my lap of her own accord and started reading a book, yet she brought the book right up against her face to hide her bright red face, causing her to not make a single page of progress—she was throwing herself headfirst into that self-contradictory, orthodox cuteness, which made her so cute.

The sight of her sitting sideways on my lap in a little huddle, her straightly-postured back immediately curving inward, was a level of cuteness worth preserving for eternity.

I wonder what kind of good karma I accumulated in my past life?

“D-Don’t stare so much…?”

Wait, is this hell?

Yes, it’s cuteness hell.

If it’s that kind of hell, I’ll gladly welcome it.

Yuzu senpai sitting sideways.

Her profile right below me.

If she says something like that while briefly glancing away from her book and looking up at me from the corner of her eye, then I can happily accept going straight to hell.

Keeping all this cuteness to myself is a crime.

I’m definitely going to drag no one else along and fall straight into hell.

“I-It’s hot today, isn’t it…?”

Perhaps because I was staring too intently, Yuzu senpai abruptly changed the subject.

The book she looked like she was reading, but wasn’t, snapped shut completely.

It is June now, the start of summer.

The rainy season seemed to have skipped straight to summer vacation, so it hasn’t rained, and every day is hot and humid.

The culture of wearing cardigans for the seasonal uniform change has perished, leaving us with a refreshing summer style of white button-downs and blue ribbon ties. Girls’ uniforms, of course.

On such a hot day, in a literature club room with poor ventilation, Yuzu senpai was sitting right on my lap.

Naturally, it was hot.

Sweat trickled down Yuzu senpai’s white, flushed cheek.

She looked hot even without me saying anything, but in this closely entangled state, I couldn’t even fan her. What a helpless existence I am.

…Should I huff and puff some air on her?

…No, seriously, that would be way too creepy.

“Ugh… It’s hot.”

Right at that moment.

Swish.

“…Eh?”

Hearing the sound of rustling fabric, even I, who had been fully dedicated to being a chair, accidentally let out a voice.

Unable to bear the heat any longer right on top of my lap, Yuzu senpai untied her chest ribbon.

Snap.

My highly honed five senses successfully and precisely caught the sound of a shirt button coming undone.

“…Phew.”

Flap, flap, flap, flap.

Is there any sound effect this wonderful in this world?

Yuzu senpai undid the top button of her blouse.

She grabbed her loosened collar and fanned herself to create a breeze.

Yuzu senpai was sitting right on my lap.

And Yuzu senpai is small and cute.

Naturally, my gaze drifted downward. From above, I was looking down at Yuzu senpai.

Every single time Yuzu senpai fluttered her blouse.

The white skin beneath it! The pale blue underwear! Were visible!!

“S-Se-se-se-senpai!?”

“W-Wha–?! Eh, w-what…?”

“Th-Th-Tha-that… it’s showing…”

I went and said it.

Yet she was still fanning herself.

“…Showing?”

The fact that she didn’t realize it was cute.

The way she tilted her head was cute.

But that wasn’t the point.

“…Inside your blouse, from my angle, like… um…”

“…………”

Yuzu senpai’s fanning hand stopped.

“………………..!?”

It was a wordless shriek.

She clutched her chest with a start and curled her back inward.

It all happened in an instant, right there on my lap.

“…M-Mi, mi, mi, Mi!”

Yuzu senpai started glitching.

“Y-You saw…?”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Uwah…”

The face that was already red turned even redder.

It was completely, utterly crimson.

She trembled slightly, looking up at me with teary eyes.

“P-Pervert…”

I was judged by cuteness hell.