The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

There's no way it's okay!

"...In short, it's not possible."

"Hey, promise me~"

"No means no!"

"But this is my birthday wish~?"

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How come Toru Asakura has become as greasy as Hina Ichikawa? Has he eaten too much recently?

"I'm so annoyed! No, it's not possible!... I'm going back."

The more you do, the more mistakes you make. The more exaggerated your acting, the greater the chance of a blunder. No acting is the best acting. This is my charge (retreat) route!

Ping Xin said this with a scowl, then turned and walked away. His pace quickened when he heard the sound of feet clattering on the sand behind him. The ebb and flow of the tide could scatter their footprints but not distance them, the whispers of the waves could not reveal their thoughts.

When things return to calm, someone always steps in to disrupt it, like the girl who tiptoes towards you, shoes in hand, like a thief. Even if things get awkward, she doesn't want to be apart. When you turn around, she's looking at the sea, the sky, the sand beneath her feet, but when you turn back, she only has eyes for you...

“Ah! It hurts…”

Did he hurt his foot? Hiranoko turned around and didn't understand what was going on, but Asakura Toru had already fallen down without reservation, and he had no choice but to take it. Otherwise, he would have to watch his (future) girlfriend brake in the face?

"...What are you doing? If you keep messing around, I'll ignore you."

Namo San, what a weak threat. I’m afraid even today’s primary school students would not be afraid of such words.

"No, my foot was scratched, really..."

As if afraid that he wouldn't believe her, Asakura Toru wanted to lift her foot to show it off. However, she forgot that her entire weight was on Hira Nobu, and she swayed again, frightening Hira Nobu so much that he grabbed her shoulders.

"...Anyway, just sit on the rock over there. Tou, you hold your phone and light the way while I check your wound."

"Okay~~~~"

Really, you are still stretching out the sound, please pay more attention!

With Pingxin's support, Toru sat on a rock some distance away from the tide. This popular rock seemed to have the right shape and size, so its surface was unusually smooth, making it obvious at a glance that it was a battle-hardened stepping stone.

Under the moonlight, Asakura Tou stretched out her white and tender feet, her five nutmeg-like toes restlessly spread out, teasing Ping Xin's nerves. After patting her to make her behave properly, Ping Xin began to examine her feet in the moonlight. At first glance, there was no wound on the instep.

After taking out a bottle of mineral water from the crotch of the four-dimensional pants, Ping Xin slowly poured it on the soles of Tou's feet, rubbing them gently with his fingers from time to time, wiping off all the fine sand on them bit by bit.

Their movements were gentle and careful, like an archaeologist applying a small brush to a relic, making Tou laugh uncontrollably, his body trembling. There were no lights on the beach, and everything looked blurry in the moonlight. They managed to scare off a tourist out for a night out a few dozen meters away. Hopefully, she wouldn't have a nightmare tonight.

Because the patient kept moving around, the examination time was extended indefinitely. Finally, the temporary doctor had to drag her heel and hold her ankle. Only then did Asakura Toru calm down and could only move her toes as a second best option.

"It wasn't some broken glass or sharp stone. It was just a shell you accidentally stepped on. The fragments did cut your skin, but it was only superficial, and there was no bleeding..."

Even so, she was still screaming so loudly. Could it be that... Toru's feet were actually very sensitive? Ping Xin looked at the slender soles of her feet in her hands and felt that it was too early for her to do such a thing. So, before the other party noticed her gaze, she made a witty remark:

"In the eyes of small animals, we are probably monsters. Maybe there is a hermit crab hiding in a corner right now, shouting something like 'I just picked up the car' or 'My house with a 30-year mortgage'."

"Hehe... Do you like the letter?"

"Bad joke?"

"Feet~"

As she spoke, Tou moved her legs, and her round joints and smooth soles rubbed against Pingxin's palms. The movement was as casual as the smile on Tou's face, but it contained a deep meaning.

"Don't tease adults..."

"It hurts~"

He originally wanted to touch her forehead, but considering that he had just touched her feet, Heishin only patted Toru's calves. As the person being educated, Toru Asakura also cooperated and screamed twice, which completely confirmed his reputation as a leg control.

"Even smaller than me..."

"What really distinguishes adults from children is their ability to deal with others and solve problems."

"Okay~"

Tou stretched out his other foot. The sole of his foot was covered with a little sand, which formed a sharp contrast with the other clean and white foot, and also made Pingxin very unhappy.

"Just answer once when you agree."

"Okay~~~~"

"..."

When not repeating, the sound should be prolonged, and when it's not prolonged, it should return to the essence of the repeating princess, which is somewhat deliberately provocative. With this thought in mind, Hirayuko knelt on one knee in front of Tohru, took her other foot, and began to wash Asakura Tohru as before. But Tohru, this time, very rudely, lifted her clean foot, which was just moisturized and still had a few drops of water on it, on his shoulder.

God has pity on him. He is not really a foot fetishist. He just thinks it would be a pity to dirty his feet after washing them clean with great effort, so he allowed her to put them on temporarily. That's all.

Feeling that there was a 1000% chance that the female hooligan would continue to harass him and make further advances, Pingxin washed her other foot in about 3 seconds.

"move."

"Hey, is this really okay? I finally cleaned it, so I should cherish it more, right?"

“…Come up.”

"Okay~~~~"

In the moonlight, the shadows of the two people overlapped and merged into a larger shadow.

Asakura Toru: I will form the backpack

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"arrive."

"Eh~...Don't you want to touch me for a while longer?"

"Not at all."

"You're always peeking at other people's legs?"

"...My observation is that when a person's entire body is covered in fabric, the exposed skin becomes more noticeable."

Tou thought about it and it seemed to be true, but it was just the truth. It was also true that she saw Hiranobu often peeking at Enka, and the impression of leg control was deeply rooted in people's minds.

"A little while~"

"Now is not the time to act like a spoiled brat."

Besides, how could they start using their hands while talking? Hirayuki could clearly feel the imperfect circles drawn by Asakura Toru on his chest, the soft pads of his fingers and the neatly trimmed, rounded nails were palpable. Even more distinct was the heartbeat behind him, hot, intimate, and stirring, and well... no underwire.

"Come to think of it... When we were little, you carried Koito and even Higuchi on your back, but you never carried me..."

"No, who wants to carry a boy? Besides, I was carrying Enka back then because of the punishment game. She was much more energetic when she was younger. She almost gave me a rear-naked choke."

Pingxin immediately retorted, saying that last year's Valentine's Day prank candy was somewhat personal. But then he thought, Renna Enkiguchi Enka was as cold as ice, but in his hands it was still soft and moist. His mood instantly brightened, and he even felt like humming a little tune.

"That's it, I'm leaving now~"

"Hmm." Toru watched Ping Xin walk around the corner, and only when he could no longer hear his humming did he finally remember to leave: "...Strange person."

me too.

The corners of Tou's mouth curled up slightly, and perhaps even she herself didn't know why she was laughing, as there was obviously nothing funny about it.

Higuchi Enka, wearing a light-colored yukata, walked around the corner and looked over. "Asakura... why are you here? What are you laughing at?"

She looked around veiledly, even wanting to lift Asakura Toru's skirt to see underneath. After all, if nothing had happened, why would someone just stand there in the middle of the corridor and laugh? This wasn't a horror movie.

"Where's Ping Xin?"

"Um... I just saw him going that way."

But besides the uncle's cocktail party, there was just a wall with scrolls and flowers underneath. What kind of wall-running speedrun was going on? Enka decided to take her words back. This place definitely had the potential to be a horror movie set. If someone saw him peeking out from the wall, it would definitely be a great scene.

"...You went out with him just now, what happened?"

"...Eh, what?"

The toes in the slippers were stirring around in panic, but his face still had a calm expression that showed nothing. Asakura Toru has always had an excellent talent for playing dumb.

Even Enka smiled at Tohru's bewildered look. "You saw him, but you're not together right now. There are only two possibilities: one is that he doesn't want to see you, but that's impossible—"

Asakura Toru quietly straightened his chest, and Enka's mouth corners curled up even more.

"Because...if he really doesn't want to see you anymore, then there's no way you'll see him at all."

Asakura Toru's eyebrows twitched and his eyes began to wander.

"The second possibility... is that you just broke up with him, so naturally you won't be together. Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Hmm~... I always feel like Higuchi is very understanding."

You mean you don't deny it?

Enka subconsciously took another look at her childhood friend. Her eyes were not red or swollen, there were no traces of tears in the corners of her eyes, her skirt had no wrinkles from contact, and there were no obvious handprints, red marks or kiss marks on her exposed skin.

At this moment, the expression on Asakura Toru's face was as indifferent as ever, a stark contrast to the charming smile he had just shown when Enka bumped into him. While his expression remained the same as usual, his eyes were evasive under her gaze...

Something happened between two people but the result was neither good nor bad. This is probably what it means.

Enka's process from top to bottom, from outside to inside makes people want to shout "Why are you so skilled?", and Toru even wants to add "When you look at people, it's like Hirayama" -

"...What's wrong, Higuchi?"

Toru feels like he's been seen through... Haha, what a joke~

"No, it's nothing... Let's go. Hina just came out of the hot springs and wanted to have a pillow fight. When I was looking for you, I noticed you two were missing. Now's the time to come up with an excuse."

"Eh... Why do you know (I'm with Ping Xin)?"

"...If nothing happened, you'd definitely soak until you were warm all over before coming out, and you might even ask me to buy you a glass of iced chocolate milk. Besides, besides Heishin, is there anyone else who would let you go out dressed like this?"

Enka glanced at her white dress that slightly revealed the flesh color underneath. "I've never seen you dressed so beautifully from the time I came here for work until the end of the performance today. And you even asked us how we knew that?"

"Let's go..."

Enka turned and left without even looking at her, and Asakura Toru followed her obediently.

"As expected, they look like Heping Xin..."

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing~"

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"Ah~ I'm knocked down~~~~"

After more than ten minutes of fierce fighting, Asakura Toru, who was wearing a yukata, was knocked down heavily. He simply fell to the ground and started fighting. The four of them had been friends for almost ten years, so they all stopped tacitly.

In a messy room, disheveled clothes, and slowly returning to a regular heartbeat, the four beautiful girls, each with their own unique personality, sat down, drank water, and opened windows for fresh air, demonstrating a special tacit understanding. The wind from outside, bringing with it the cool moonlight, was invited in, and the unhappiness of being rejected dissipated. Asakura Toru, lying on the ground, was the first to yawn, and then, as if contagious, everyone else followed suit with a "Ha-ah."

"...I broke out in a sweat again."

"Really...Okay—then let's go to the hot springs together again~!"

Hina, who had just drunk some cold water, immediately regained her spirits and ran out with Enka, who hadn't reacted yet. What happened to those two people?

"Tou-Tou-chan, stop daydreaming and catch up!"

Ever since returning, Asakura Toru has been in a daze, seemingly thinking about something but also seemingly not thinking about anything. Because of this, she was battered and battered in the pillow fight just now, and her performance was even worse than Koito's. When it comes to playing games, everyone likes to beat the person who is down, and because they are close friends, they don't show any mercy.

"...Okay~"

Toru Asakura slowly stood up from the ground with a familiar smile on his face instead of continuing to stare blankly.

Never mind, there is always a way.

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"Toru...I was tricked."

"As expected~?"

"Hey... Enka-chan, Hina-chan, what are you talking about?"