My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 280 I'll Knead It Back for You

"what!!"

Shoko, who was still chatting with Takagi, exclaimed in surprise, immediately attracting the attention of the girls around her.

Ignoring the onlookers' stares, Shoko quickly slapped away Ayumi Ajitani's groping hands. "Ayumi-chan, what are you doing!?"

"I saw a mosquito about to land there, so you know what 'Glass Sauce' means."

Having had her fill of playing with her hands, Ayumi tried to brush it off with a laugh, but Shoko wasn't that stupid. She glared at her and said nothing more.

"Oh, Shoko-chan, don't be angry." Ayumi quickly started to coax her when she saw this, then puffed out her chest: "If it really doesn't work, you can pinch it back."

Shoko saw that she said this without blushing or skipping a beat, and she could vaguely sense that she was a little proud. After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the buttons behind her, she realized that there was nothing wrong with them.

He gave her a friendly smile, and Ayumi Azuya, seeing this, began to regret her actions.

However, upon confirming that Shoko wasn't angry, I unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Snapped……"

"Shoku-chan, if you're not going to pinch, don't pat so hard..." Ayumi Ajitani covered the red mark on her left side, biting her lip, and said pitifully:

"What if this slap stops growing in the future?"

"Ayumi-chan, you're overthinking it."

Takagi watched the two playfully fighting from the sidelines, but Shoko didn't dare to make any big moves. She would only step in to help when Shoko was at a disadvantage.

Tsuna, who was waiting outside, waited until the school bell was about to ring before seeing the three of them walk out with flushed faces.

He was very sensible and didn't ask too many questions, then walked towards the stadium with the others.

His intuition kept reminding him that if he asked at this moment, he would most likely get glares from the three of them.

As the group entered the gymnasium, they were immediately greeted by a smell that was a mixture of sweat and wood floor wax.

Several rusty drainpipes crawl along the exterior wall of this square, gray-white building, and four rows of frosted glass windows are embedded on the second floor, revealing blurry figures moving inside.

Several orange mats were piled up near the basketball hoop, and the volleyball net, like a giant white zipper, divided the court in two.

The sports storage room in the corner had its door half-open, revealing stacks of vaulting boxes and several worn relay batons.

Scattered conversations drifted through the air, but were quickly drowned out by the whistle blown by the PE teacher.

"Perfect timing, everyone's assembled."

The plastic shoe cabinet at the entrance was crammed with all kinds of sneakers. As the four of them changed their shoes, several girls next to them were patting their indoor shoes against their heels, and the black stockings on their calves were making slight indentations.

The group found their meeting point, and with the guidance and cooperation of the two physical education teachers and the class monitor, 'Ayumi Azutani', the class quickly split into two groups, boys and girls.

Under the guidance of the two teachers, the warm-up exercises were quickly completed, and the physical fitness tests for the men's and women's groups began one by one in order according to the printed list.

"Shoko-chan, are you really okay...?" Takagi, who was in front of Shoko in line, turned around and looked at her with concern.

"Don't make any big movements, it shouldn't break."

There were no problems with us playing around in the locker room before, and now as long as we move gently and slowly during the test, there shouldn't be any major issues.

Thinking this, Shoko gave Takagi a reassuring look.

Seeing this, Takagi didn't say anything more, turned around, took a few deep breaths, and soon it was her turn to be tested.

There's no point in saying anything more at this point; the button won't change anything because of her words.

As Shoko had expected, the first few tests went smoothly, and she slowed down her movements.

Aside from being a little tight...

"Alright, last one, sit-ups!"

Following instructions from the PE teacher at the front of the line, the girls split into pairs to supervise each other.

"Shoko-chan, is this really okay...?" Ayumi Ajitani pressed on Shoko's foot, asking worriedly. "I'll just make two or three as a token gesture," Shoko waved her hand.

Having survived the previous tests, she now has immense confidence.

Ayumi Ajitani pursed her lips and, after reminding her to slow down, said nothing more.

This is nothing like the previous tests. When it comes to doing sit-ups, she knows the pressure will be immense...

However, considering that the glass is just a token amount, it shouldn't be a big problem...

As the gym teacher's whistle blew, Shoko began to struggle with sit-ups, all the while worrying about those few buttons...

Until halfway through...

"Crack..." A faint cracking sound reached Ayumi Ajitani's ears.

Shoko, who was halfway up her back, froze. She hadn't heard clearly, but as the person involved, she could clearly feel the buttons on her back popping open...

“This…this…this, glass sauce…” Ayumi Ajitani’s voice trembled.

Glass frantically reached her fingertips to her back, touching the last remaining button that was dangling precariously between the fabric.

"Shh..." Shoko interrupted her with a soft whisper, slowly lying back down on the mat. "If you're gentle... you should be able to make it home..."

She's now a little afraid to move, but staying still will only attract more attention...

Sweat was spreading along her reddened neck, leaving dark stains on the collar of her uniform.

"..."

After a brief exchange, the two switched places. It seemed that Shoko's prayers had worked, and the button remained fastened until the end of the school year.

They've been struggling to keep going.

"Ayumi-chan, I'm waiting for you at home?"

"Okay, I'll ride to your house first, then park the bike there, and we'll walk to buy it together. After we're done, we can ride back."

Ayumi Ajitani hopped on her bicycle, repeated the plan she had just come up with, and rode ahead towards Shoko's house.

"What are you going to buy later?" Tsuna asked, turning back to look at Shoko, puzzled.

Shoko wrapped her arms tightly around his waist and whispered something in his ear.

After nearly a month, he had become somewhat immune to the softness he felt behind him and wouldn't react as he had at the beginning.

Upon hearing this, Tsuna stopped asking questions, quickly put on his helmet, started the car, and soon overtook Ayumi Ajitani.

He had originally wanted to go with her, but after hearing what she said, he didn't really want to. He felt awkward going with a girl buying clothes.

If it were just glass, it would be fine, but there's also Ayumi Ajitani...

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At 3:30 pm in early April, a few dark blue uniforms were seen swaying on the ramp next to the convenience store on the street corner.

A few junior high school students strolled around carrying canvas backpacks, their sneakers brushing against fallen cherry blossom petals on the roadside. Amidst the rumble of the tram passing over the overpass, the crisp sound of girls biting into popsicles could be heard.

"Be careful when you go out later." Tsuna parked his car in front of Shoko's house, took off his helmet, and turned back to give her a word of advice.

"Tsuna, are you really not going to go shopping with me?" Shoko handed the helmet back to him and reluctantly parted ways with him as they got off the bus.

"No, you guys go—"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a faint tearing sound coming from Shoko's back.

He watched as Shoko's face quickly turned red. Before he could say anything, Shoko clutched her chest, turned around, and ran away.

(End of this chapter)