Noeru sucks on a frappe and munches on a doughnut with a big mouthful …… repeating it.
Contrary to her Western pretty girl appearance, she is so stumped that she has a complete mismatch of interpretation.
(It’s strange that for all this gobbling, she only had one piece of deli bread until she ate the food.)
“What Haruki …… is there chocolate on my face?”
“No, it’s not that.”
“Hm?”
“No, Noeru.
I remember the first time I spoke to you, you had just a piece of bread.”
She said she was saving …… for other things, such as cosmetics, but it doesn’t seem like she can put up with that, given her appetite.
“Well, circumstances vary, but …… there are times to save for cosmetics and fashion, and sometimes there are times not to put up with it.”
“A-a time?”
“yeah! That means dieting, Noeru-chan!”
“……!”
Noeru stares and takes a donut, wondering if what Sayu said is true.
“I’m on a good diet too, so I know how you feel. It makes me want to stop stopping by Snow tops on the way home!”
“I
said!”
“Moou, you don’t have to hide it, Noeru-chan.”
In the first place, with these two’s bodies, is it really necessary to go on a diet?
Although her chest is ridiculously large, her waist is quite thin.
“I-I see… Speaking of dieting, Haruhara? I’ve been curious for a while now, but I wonder how big your unnecessarily large breasts are?”
“Bwah!”
I desperately tried to stop the frappe I was drinking from spilling out.
What the hell is this girl asking?
Noeru said that she was a little concerned, but the boy wanted to know so much that my arms felt like they were going to jump
“N-Noeru-chan, it’s …….”
“Ara, you …… think it’s strange that you’ve put me to shame by calling my saving efforts a diet and then not saying anything about your own?’
It’s more strange that Noeru is not aware of ‘shame’.
“….Uuu…Do I have to say it……?’
“Well? Well, I’ll forgive you if you just give me an earful, for moral reasons.”
“…… then, then.”
The two people next to each other are whispering in front of me
What? As a man, am I out of the group?
Well, I didn’t have high expectations from the beginning.
“I see. ……93, Haruki.”
“Hey! Noeru-chan!”
Noeru betrayed her in an instant, but Sayu rushed into her without any hesitation.
9-93…..?!
That’s more than just Mt Fuji, you know!
“Where did you go with your morals earlier!”
“Yes? I just mentioned a number. I didn’t say anything about the size of your thing”
“Muu! You’re terrible, Noeru chan.”
“I’m 95, by the way. I win.”
How competitive is this gir; with Sayu?
I said it was big, but Noeru is also… and I guess she’s big…
Noeru started sumo wrestling with her own bust size and was proud of her victory.
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