Kyoto: I just want to be a gentleman

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"Why are you looking at legs? Do you have this fetish?"

"Yes."

"Just answer directly, it's disgusting."

Of course, being scolded is also a kind of enjoyment, I couldn't help but laugh. It's really disgusting.

“Well… Anyway, just show this habit to me alone. If Rui or Airi finds out, you won’t be able to stay here.”

"Oh, okay... (sneak peek)"

“So don’t look at it!”

Whenever I looked down, Ichinose would hold my face with both hands. Ichinose's hands were smooth and beautiful, and actually felt pretty good. It was really gross (second time today).

"If you keep staring at my legs during a movie, I'm going to poke your eyes out."

"Oh... (sneak peek)"

"I told you not to look at it! How many times do I have to repeat this?!"

Ichinose is really a hot girl who understands people.

"Let's go to the cinema, Ryota."

“The morning in Tokyo is a slowly unfolding urban landscape, full of unique charm and vitality. When the first rays of morning light penetrate the mist and gently brush across the glass walls of high-rise buildings, the whole city seems to be gently awakened.

On both sides of the street, street lights gradually go out, replaced by an increasing number of pedestrians and public transportation that starts operating, which together weave a busy prelude to the morning.

The air is filled with a faint freshness and the aroma of coffee. The coffee shops on the corners of the streets open their curtains one after another to welcome the first batch of customers looking for morning warmth.

Office workers either walk or rush through the subway station, and everyone's face shows anticipation for the new day and a little fatigue. This is the unique rhythm of life in Tokyo in the morning.

In the park, people doing morning exercises started their day. Some were jogging, some were practicing Tai Chi, and some were just sitting quietly on the benches, enjoying the tranquility and peace.

The sound of birds singing one after another, interweaving with the faint sound of traffic in the distance, forms a harmonious melody of city and nature.

As the sun gradually rises higher, Tokyo's morning slowly transitions to a vibrant midday, but the tranquility and hope in the early morning are like the rising sun, warm and lasting, remaining in everyone's heart and injecting infinite possibilities into the new day.

This is the morning in Tokyo, a hurried yet hopeful start.

After meeting Ichinose in front of the station at around 10 a.m., we went to the cinema together.

It was still some distance from the station to the nearest movie theater, so Ichinose and I walked side by side.

Walking down the street, among all the women we passed by, Ichinose had a smaller face than anyone else, and a thinner waist. Her legs were very sexy and firm, and her breasts were not as big as Kaiyama's, but they were not small either.

(Looking at Ichinose this way, she is indeed incomparably beautiful)

In addition, Ichinose is also an "otaku". She is one of the rare people who is both otaku-friendly and a hot girl. She is simply a perfect combination.

"What's wrong, Ryouta? Are you looking at my legs again?"

"No! I didn't!"

"You're a perverted otaku with legs."

"You're right."

"Pfft, haha! You should deny it now! Most people would deny it!"

Judging from past behavior, I really can’t deny it…

Ichinose, who was walking next to him, smiled innocently for the first time.

(As expected of the school’s top hottie… her smile is so lethal)

Walking side by side with Ichinose, pretending to be her boyfriend strolling down the street, the guilt of this feeling is really incomparable. Every time I look at Ichinose, the citrus perfume emanating from her body makes me excited in various ways.

(Alas...it's worth it if I die now)

"Ryota, can I tell you something?"

"What, what's going on?"

I was so lost in thought that I was startled by the sudden call.

(Did she find out that I was enjoying this guilty pleasure?)

"How can I describe today, Ryota..."

"Ok?"

Ichinose's eyes darted around, as if he had something he wanted to say but was hesitant.

"You look... a little handsome today."

"what?"

(Am I handsome?)

This was the first time in my life that a woman other than my mother praised me for being handsome.

I remember the last time I was told this was at my elementary school entrance ceremony.

"Let's take a photo in front of the school gate."

At that time, my mother took me to take a commemorative photo for school admission.

"Yeah, really handsome. Come on, smile."

When I was in the lower grades of elementary school, my mother took great care of me. Although my mother is keen on dressing up with her friends now, she was indeed a gentle mother in the past.

(Sorry, mother, I've become a dark otaku)

But, mother, you should be happy.

Even though I am like this, I was praised for being handsome by the hottest girl in the school.

I felt extremely excited and my eyes became wet.

"Wait? Why do you have tears in your eyes?"

"Because...I..."

"Okay, okay, here's your handkerchief. Wipe your tears."

Like a caring older sister, Ichinose took out a white handkerchief from her handbag and handed it to me.

"You're such a worry, Ryota. Boys need to be strong. Alas, you're not a baby."

"Baby games...?"

"That's not what I meant! Why did you think of that? Is there something wrong with your ears?"

“Ear tickling ASMR!?”

"Alas... this otaku is really hopeless."

Ichinose sighed deeply and shrugged.

"Well, I'm an otaku too, kind of."

"Ichinose also likes ear-tickling ASMR?"

"I did not mean that!"

It turns out that Ichinose doesn't listen to ear-tickling ASMR...

"By the way, when you knew I was an otaku, Ryota, didn't you think I was disgusting?"

"Ichinose is disgusting? Why?"

"Because... to you, I'm usually a hot girl, but I'm also an otaku like you. Isn't this opposite existence very annoying?"

I never felt that you were annoying... (Actually, I was a little excited)

"So I was wondering, Ryota, what do you think of me... I'm a little concerned about it."

Ichinose has been showing some concerns since the incident the day before yesterday (the Kaiyama incident). That day, she saw Kaiyama seemed to force me to treat her (it was actually a misunderstanding), and she sent an email to express her concern.

Ichinose mentioned that she had some friction with her friends in the past when she was discovered to be an otaku, and she has always been concerned about it. Perhaps because of these interpersonal problems, she is always concerned.

(In this case, I should express my feelings honestly)

"I feel... grateful."

"Grateful? Grateful to me?"

"Because it's really hard for an otaku like me to meet a girl who understands me... Ichinose, I'm really happy that you're a hot girl who understands otaku culture."

"is it?"

"um, yes."

After I finished speaking, Ichinose pouted and snorted softly.

"Besides, call me 'Yuriya'. You called me 'Ichinose' again!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Ichi..."

"Yuriya!"

"Yu-Yuria...chan?"

"Don't add 'sauce'! Gross!"

(That’s a lot to ask…)

However, I feel like the distance between me and Ichinose has indeed shortened a lot.

Although the atmosphere was good, the movie we were about to watch was a fighting film called "乳きゅん".

"Why do we feel a little out of place?"