It had been two weeks since he started his life as a working adult. He was slowly getting used to the daily grind of commuting by train every morning. Then, one day…
He found himself pressed up against a girl by the train doors—a rare, seemingly pure and innocent beauty. His heart raced, his body stiffened, and, well… his lower half was very enthusiastic about the situation.
And to make things worse, she was looking at him. Staring, actually. Her gaze was fixed right around his waistline…
If this keeps up, she’s going to think I’m some kind of pervert! Panicking, he tried to discreetly adjust himself while avoiding her eyes.
That’s when it happened.
“Hehe… Hey, mister…”
She let out a soft laugh, her voice low and teasing. The innocent, clear-eyed girl's expression from moments ago was gone, replaced by a sultry, seductive smile. She was the kind of girl he’d only dreamed of having a conversation with… but something felt off.
“Just stay still… hehe… Don’t worry, okay?”
As she spoke, her hand reached toward his waist…
