My Friend Doesn't Hesitate 19

 ACT 19     What Will Comparing to an Animal Cause?


「Nnーmm.」


In the June rainy season, while the soft reverberations of rainfall outside the window acted as BGM.

In the classroom during lunch break, Mashiro let out a sigh while staring at the screen of her smartphone.

　

「What are you looking at, Shiro-chan?」

「Mm, this.」


Akami, who had just come back to the classroom from the bathroom, asked that, so Mashiro showed her the screen of her smartphone.

And displayed there was,


「A cute animal feature?」

「Yeah, for some reason my eyes are glued to this. Especially the dogs and cats.」

「Hehh. It's orthodox, but thanks to that, there are a lot of photos.」

「There are also videos. Don't you think this, this, this, and this are good? Don't you?」

「You seem really excited, Shiro-chan... Yeah, they're certainly cute. Especially this dog video.」


When Mashiro started showing her videos she particularly liked, Akami also seemed to rapidly become engrossed.

Recommending things she liked to another person, and moreover, recommending them to a close friend and being able to share the experience was nice.


「Ooh, when a dog's face or belly is massaged, they calm down a lot. They even go limp.」

「It's incredibly heartwarming. I kind of want to give it a try myself.」

「... In Shiro-chan’s case, if anything, you might be on the receiving side.」

「Eh, what do you mean?」

「See, Shiro-chan is kind of dog-like. Like when you occasionally act spoiled with me, or when you meet Aisa-senpai.」

「I-is that so?」


She never expected that she was seen like that.

Mashiro made a surprising self-discovery.

But... it was also hard to say that she had no awareness of it. She certainly felt like she had a memory of behaving like the dog in the video she was currently watching, who was acting spoiled by leaning against its owner...


「Mmm.」


While Mashiro was a little distressed, Akami also seemed to have something she was thinking about as she put her finger to her lips.

That gesture was overflowing with charm, just like the image of a kitten washing its face she just saw on her smartphone, and it made Mashiro spontaneously calm down.


「Eeii.」

「...!」


Suddenly, Akami put her hands on Mashiro's cheeks.

Mashiro didn't understand the intention of that action, so she was surprised for a moment, but,


「Ohh, who's a good doggy.」

「Mm? Wha-what, Akyami?」


Squish squish.

In the same way as that dog video, Akami kneaded her cheeks like the owner massaged their pet's face. Not strongly, but with an exquisitely gentle amount of force.

For a moment, Mashiro almost burst out laughing, but,


「Mmm... Uu...」


Squish squish squish.

Akami's small hands kneaded her softly... this mysterious feeling...


「Nn... Uu... uu...」


Squish squish squish squish.

She was gradually growing weak. Why?


「Ooh... this is kind of nice.」


Squish squish squish squish squish.

Akami looked like she was getting strangely addicted as well.


「Uu... uu... haah.」


Squish squish squish squish squish squish.

She didn't change the amount of force, but her technique evolved second by second as she kneaded Mashiro's face.

This, utterly,


「... Feels, good.」

「Eh? Shiro-chan?」


Akami looked a little surprised by the unintentionally leaked murmur, and she suddenly moved her hands away.

That caused an indescribable heartrending feeling, as if a lavish meal was taken away while she was in the middle of eating it.

Mashiro unconsciously.

Closed her eyes.

Faced Akami.

Exhaled feverishly.

And stuck out her face.



「Akami... do it, more...」

「――――!!!!!」



For some reason, she felt a strangely tense atmosphere from Akami in front of her, but.

Without being concerned about that, Mashiro kept her eyes closed and waited for that moment,


「Hey, hurry up... Akami... I can't wait anymore...」

「Sh-Sh-Shiro-chan! N-no! We mustn't go any further!」

「Eh? Why......?」

「Even if you look at me with glistening eyes like a dog, things that mustn't be done can't be done!?」


Even when she tried to urge her, Akami took an attitude of firm refusal.

Mashiro didn't understand why, but if she said they mustn't, it was no good.

Mashiro was dejected.


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Shiro-chan, how should I put it...

Um, that was...

Putting it bluntly...


... That was erotic.


Any more and my body would have been ruined.

That face is a weapon, a weapon!