It was one female student who came to the roof.
Temperatures are already hotter than twenty-five degrees around today.
Yet the student is wearing a blazer.
Long dark hair, a forehead that was cut straight on the brow.
Japanese eyes with thick eyebrows and double eyelids.
Her lips were thin and she had no makeup.
The so-called Japanese beauty, whose clear atmosphere tickles the manhood.
It was characterised by large round glasses on a tiny nose.
And more importantly, its breasts. Isn't it bigger than visiting?
The female student's name was Toshiko Eda.
I'm a sophomore and a classmate.
No one would know Eda like that at Takeshi High School.
He belongs to the Student Council as soon as he enrolls. He was currently Vice Student Chairman.
I had never taken anything but first place in the results of regular exams that were excellent grades and stretched out in the hallway.
Seeing Eda, who came, did not speak up for his visit.
I didn't think it was necessary either.
I don't think Eda is the person who took that picture.
I guess I just happened to come to the roof.
"Mr. Coming."
Eda spoke as she fixed her glasses.
Stand still with the door to the rooftop.
Exactly. I'm just the vice student chairman.
That attitude and tone had a human-specific solidity capable of disciplining oneself.
"Yes."
A bewildered commute replies.
I'm not sure how to handle this.
"Sorry about the pictures"
"Ah..."
It was Eda.
I can't seem to hide my surprise, and I can't get back to you.
"Mr. Coming?
"I'm sorry. Uh, you're Eda from the next class..."
The commute begins to disappear after a stifling appearance.
"Yes, Eda. Tomoko Eda"
"Good... I've just transferred to school and I still have a name"
"It's okay. Never mind...... so pictures though"
"That's right! Is this taken by Mr. Eda?
"Yes, but"
The visit reinforced the tone as it seemed to recall its original purpose.
"Then erase the data."
"I'll turn it off."
I got wind running on the roof and Eda's hair was numb.
Beautiful vice student chairman with no pale color at all against visitors.
Many students envied him, and his beauty was also admirable.
"But can you do me just one favor?
"What?"
One step, after I retreated, the commute held my own body.
"No, I'm not."
I smile bitterly, Eda spreads his neck.
The air flowing in the meantime is not pleasant even though it is a performance of beauty.
"I just need a little favor. Then I'll erase the data."
I grabbed the photo that the visitor had.
"Do you have proof?
"I just need you to believe that. I just folded my SD card in front of me, because if they suspect I copied it, that's it."
What is the purpose?
I wondered how the two of them were still hungry. [M]
Eda says he needs something.
It's a terrible favor to go out of your way to do this.
It's like asking me normally doesn't get me to accept it.
"What's a favor?
Seems like he thought the same thing about coming to town as I did.
I saw tension in my voice when I asked.
Speaking of which, visitors in the past have lost their best friends on the roof.
A past where you were accused of taking your boyfriend unreasonably, and you were wounded on your own, but you made it your sin.
"Can you tell me who the person in that picture is?
"Yes?"
I almost had a voice. [M]
Even desperately waited for Eda's words.
After showing hesitation, Eda opens his mouth.
"That photo clearly shows you coming to Hatsumomo... you don't know who they are, do you?
You were right indeed.
The pictures are pimped, and it's not something you can recognize as a solid commuter and me.
Visitation is characterised by long chestnut hair, which is easy to identify from its perfect style.
But I'm in shape for my average appearance.
From that picture, all I know is that I'm a boy student at Terminal High School.
"Huh... why?
"You don't have to know why."
"That's not why I can't..."
Indeed it is.
What purpose do you want to know about me? [M]
Visitation is not like teaching me about me without knowing it. [M]
"How did you get these pictures in the first place?
Senior Eda bitterly bit his lower lip on the visiting question.
"Mr. Coming, you just have to tell me...... or is that person your lover?
"Huh? Oh... no..."
"Right. Someone like Mr. Kazuki, with a man like him."
"Don't speak ill of him!
He seemed angry.
It takes Eda to eat in an exciting tone.
But as soon as he calmed down, he told Eda to tell him.
"He's not my lover but... because he's my loved one"
"Oh, yeah..."
Eda overhears her dark hair like it's cold.
"I won't make it worse... 'cause the only thing I'm interested in is the arrow this guy has"
"Arr......?
"The one you gripped, fat and long"
"Yes!? Why..."
I wanted to hear that too. [M]
Why is Eda so interested in my big dick?
Phew. And he exhaled briefly before Eda asked him to snap.
"Mr. Kazuki, is your mouth hard?
"I'm going to..."
"Then I guess."
Eda shrugged her neck with the look of giving up.
"I draw a BL comic strip..."
"BL... you mean Boys Love?
"Oh, you know what?
"Well... just the name"
Eda nodded in that reply.
"Normally, yes. BL comics are comics where a man and a man do horny things..."
"Is Eda painting that comic strip?
"Yeah, it's the same person... all I know is one of my friends from middle school and then a few of my fellow people"
"That's right..."
"The masterpiece is" Seniors and Midaleta Relations "......"
I made a sound. [M]
Because it was the same title as the BL comic strip that Jouda had.
I thought I heard you, but you two didn't even glance at me.
I covered my mouth with both hands to avoid raising my voice. [M]