Tokyo Soft Rice King.

As Anri Hitomi tucked the excess skirt behind her buttocks, she laughed.

"Really, Kuroba-kun, you're too suspicious. There's no need to pay any price. This is just an extra service as a friend, you know, it's fan service (benefits)."

"Wow... I didn't know being friends with the class monitor had these benefits."

"Yes, I used to give Shiori and Momo lap pillows often. They both said they could sleep very well with my lap on their heads, which means my lap has a great reputation and is definitely better than this pillow in the infirmary that is missing cotton."

"That's true..."

I don't know why, but the pillows in hospital wards and clinics are always pitifully thin. You usually need two pillows to barely avoid a stiff neck, but they're hardly comfortable either.

Since the class monitor had prepared such a perfect 'pillow' for him, Kuroba Akira lay down without any hesitation.

The back of the head rests in the gap between the two thighs, and the thigh muscles on both sides support the head well. The angle of the tilt is just right so that it will not make the neck feel uncomfortable.

Oh, great, thighs really do smell better... I was just blinded by Da Lai Lai before, I'll never be like that again... We'll see how it goes, one shouldn't be too certain.

　Kuroba Akira closed his eyes; he was so sleepy.

But the squad leader wasn't going to let him drift off to sleep so easily.

"So why did Kuroba-kun stay up so late last night?"

"Hmm... I'm thinking about what light novel content to submit. After all, I made that bet with Shirai-kun, so I need to put in some effort..."

"I see. So you really want to strip Shiori naked. Kuroba-kun is such a lecher."

"Uh... that's not the main purpose... I just can't stand her condescending attitude."

"Kuroba-kun, don't bully Shiori too much."

"I bullied her? I'm lucky she didn't... Look at the way she acted, she wanted to kick me out of the literature department..."

"Shiori's targeting of you is actually because of me. She probably feels that you've tricked me into this relationship. Because I like you, I do everything you ask, which is why she got angry and said those offensive things."

As expected, the class monitor knew. How could a class monitor who is good at understanding people's thoughts not understand what his own members were thinking?

But she didn't step forward to mediate... Why?

"But Shiori wasn't entirely wrong. I do like Kuroba-kun, but it's just a friendly liking. You probably feel the same way, Kuroba-kun, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have accepted my panties."

"...Class monitor, I don't think even the best of friends would give each other underwear they've worn."

"You've already accepted it, why are you only saying this now?"

"..."

Kuroba Akira was speechless. He accepted it mainly because he agreed with the class president's theory of "handle", but there was also a bit of evil intention in it.

After all, these are original underwear, not obtained through illegal means such as theft or purchase, but given to you personally. It would be hard for any normal man to refuse, right?

"Although it might sound like I'm trying to cover something up when I say it, I probably will never do something like this again in my life. This is a once-in-a-lifetime action that I did with all my might after shedding all shame."

Hitomi Anri is also a young girl, and of course she gets shy. She spent a long time agonizing over her decision in the restroom before finally making up her mind.

"It is precisely because I am facing you, Kuroba-kun, that I thought of giving you this item that is enough to prove my value. I feel that nothing else can do this."

"Actually, there are..."

"You're talking about money, aren't you? Kuroba-kun is such a lecher and greedy fellow."

"That's just the kind of person I am..."

"Actually, if I were able to earn money on my own now, it would be better to just give you the money directly. You would probably be happier than if you received my underwear. Unfortunately, I don't have independent financial means right now. If I use my parents' money, it won't be a contract between you and me, but rather a contract between the Anri family and you, Kuroba-kun. That's something I can't accept."

"...They really have a clear sense of right and wrong, that's impressive."

This is similar to Murasaki's refusal to use the money given by her stepfather; she distinguishes between matters of principle very clearly, which is also a manifestation of her strong sense of self-respect.

This is what it means to be an independent woman: first and foremost, you must be economically independent before you can be intellectually independent.

"Speaking of which, did Kuroba-kun use it after taking it back?"

Haha, I didn't use it, but Murasaki no Miya used it, and for the most correct purpose.

However, after buying new underwear yesterday, the class monitor washed her panties... It's a pity they couldn't stay in their original state; the holy attribute enchantment on them was washed off, turning them into ordinary underwear (sad).

"Don't worry, it's already washed and stored away."

That's a real shame.

"I didn't wash the handkerchief..." Anri Hitomi only muttered these words to herself without saying them aloud.

"So it's a regret..."

"Because you wash it, it proves that you think I'm dirty, right, Kuroba-kun? Although from a cleanliness perspective, fabric that has come into contact with the urinary system does give people a 'dirty' impression, as far as I know, boys can feel some strange temptation from 'slightly dirty parts' and thus have sexual fantasies."

You really know men! You've completely exposed the lewd fantasies of teenage boys!

"So even if you really did lick it, Kuroba-kun, I won't look down on you. On the contrary, it's proof of your health, okay?"

"I didn't wash it because I licked it..."

"So that means Kuroba-kun doesn't see me as a man, which hurts my female side a little."

"I just felt... I couldn't do anything to let you down, class monitor..."

Of course, the main reason was that the Purple Palace had used it all first, so even if I wanted to enjoy it, it was too late...

It's actually a bit of a pity, since I didn't even get to properly smell it.

Forget it, since it's already missed, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. Besides, it's better not to act on some things, or you'll just go astray.

"Hmm... so I feel at ease as a friend, because Kuroba-kun is someone who values ​​his friends' belongings."

"Oh...after all...we...are good friends..."

Kuroba Akira was no longer able to reply properly; sleepiness was overwhelming his brain, and his consciousness was about to break down from his body.

Anri Hitomi looked down at Kuroba Akira's sleepy face, smiled, and whispered goodnight as she brought her face a little closer.

Sweet dreams, Kuroba-kun.

"Hmm... zzz..."

Enjoying his best friend's lap pillow, Akira Kuroba drifted into a sweet dream.

Chapter 88 Even the Feet of Beautiful Girls Have Differences

I woke up feeling refreshed!

Although I don't know how long I slept, it was a really good sleep, comparable to Ms. Tashiro's milk pillow... Oh! The key is the pillow!

Suddenly remembering that he had been sleeping with his head on the class monitor's lap, Kuroba Akira straightened up like a spring and turned to ask the class monitor who had provided the lap pillow service.

"Squad leader, are your legs okay? They must be numb from sitting so long, right? Get up and stretch your legs!"

The class monitor seemed to have dozed off for a while, but was woken up by Kuroba Akira getting up. He rubbed his eyes and laughed.

"You're exaggerating, Kuroba-kun. Such a short time is not enough to make my legs go numb. I have studied tea ceremony and flower arrangement, and playing Go requires sitting upright for a long time, so kneeling for several hours in a row is not difficult for me."

"That's amazing..."

The class monitor's attire doesn't reveal that she comes from a prestigious family; rather, these small details show that she received a proper upbringing.

Kuroba Akira felt it was a bit of a pity; if the class monitor's legs had gone numb, he might have taken this opportunity to massage them for her...

After having played with the white-stockinged legs of the Purple Palace, Kuroba Akira had finally tasted the sweetness and was starting to enjoy it.

Anri Hitomi blinked and asked with a half-smile.

"...Kuroba-kun, are you going to massage my legs?"

"No! Absolutely not! You mean, why would you think that way, class monitor? Am I that kind of person?"

Holy crap! Class monitor, are you cheating?! That's outrageous!

"Because your gaze was clearly focused on my thighs, and with an obvious ulterior motive, like you were trying to eat me... Of course, if I'm wrong, I apologize in advance."

The class monitor was the first to bow his head and apologize, and Kuroba Akira was then carried up.

Faced with such a virtuous and righteous goddess, Class President Kuroba Akira could only bow his head and repent like a sinner entering a confessional.

"I'm sorry, I was having inappropriate thoughts... Please punish me!"

How about we consider making "Soul Performance S" a permanent talent?

Akira Kuroba had never realized before that he was someone who wore his thoughts on his sleeve.

Maybe it's because I didn't encounter many beautiful women to admire in my past life. It turns out that looking at beautiful women can really turn your face into a lecherous one...

"There's no need for that, Kuroba-kun. If we have to be punished just for having a few wicked thoughts, humanity might become extinct."

The class monitor meant that having criminal intent but not taking concrete action does not constitute a crime.

Namo Samantabhadra! What boundless compassion! Class monitor, you are practically a saint reincarnated!

"However... even though Kuroba-kun is an important friend, there's still a bit of a powerful backer..."

The class monitor looked troubled. She could make some bold jokes with Kuroba Akira, and even let him see her bare thighs and absolute territory. A lap pillow was nothing, but there was a world of difference between seeing and touching. As a friend, letting him touch her thighs was a bit too much.

Although Hitomi Anri's definition of friendship is heavy and distorted, she is still relatively traditional in terms of the differences between men and women. Thighs are one of the parts that girls cannot touch, as are the waist, head, and of course, the cherries and the secret garden below are absolutely forbidden areas.

Even if Kuroba Akira were a girl, Anri Hitomi would not easily allow anyone to touch her thighs, as they were indeed too sensitive and could easily lead to something going wrong.

"I completely understand. I'm sorry to have troubled you. I was just thinking about it. I don't have the guts to actually do something as suicidal as invading the Absolute Territory."

Kuroba Akira himself had told Murasaki no Miyako that he was not allowed to touch anything above the knees, so naturally he wouldn't break that principle with the class president.

However, Hitomi Anri is still too generous to her friends. Just because her thighs are not good doesn't mean her calves and feet are not good.

"But my calves and feet are still okay, okay? Although they're not completely numb, they're a little sore after sitting for so long..."

"It's my pleasure to serve you!"

Kuroba Akira clasped his hands together as a gesture of gratitude to the class monitor, a way of praising the goddess, and also... "I'm starting!"

The class monitor was wearing black mid-calf socks today, which only reached his calves. The socks had three white rings around the cuff, a very classic style.

Kuroba Akira knelt down in front of her, as if receiving a royal decree, and picked up the class monitor's black-stockinged, beautiful feet.

You don't know until you compare them, and once you do, you'll find that beautiful girls not only differ in appearance and figure, but even the quality of their feet is noticeably different.

Leaving aside the specific differences, from an overall perspective, Murasaki no Miyako's feet appear more delicate, slender and long, with the arch of her foot as elegant and moving as a swan's neck. Wearing exquisite high heels would likely add even more nobility and sexiness.

The squad leader's feet give off a very neat feeling. The lines from the ankle to the calf are very natural, and the overall look is great. Moreover, the toes are neatly arranged, round and cute, and look like they would be easy to eat... Okay, maybe I was hungry after waking up and seeing the squad leader reminded me of a delicious bento box. I didn't really want to eat his feet... really not!

Incidentally, when Kuroba Akira tried to put shoes on Ms. Tashiro in the early morning, he also took the opportunity to observe her feet. Although they were not as beautiful as the young feet of an invincible young girl, the faint blue veins on the instep and the slightly thick skin on the heels all spoke of life experience... Low emotional intelligence explanation: office workers walk more and their feet are not as delicate as a young girl's.