Accident

"Really?" With her small nose slightly raised, the girl sniffed her shoulder, and found that there was no smell, but since Sasaki had no intention of elaborating, she stopped paying attention.

Because of her heavy mountain peak, she often sweated there.

Therefore, she would take a shower every day when she went home, and naturally, there were a lot of shower gels at her home.

And because she has no preference for shower gel, so she has never paid any attention to the scents of the shower gel she bought.

The milky scent Sasaki noticed might have been from her shower gel.

Thinking shyly in her heart, Yukiha Serizawa, who had a faint blush on her face, guided Sasaki to the bookshelves, explaining some of the librarian's daily tasks.

Because they were all students, there was nothing complicated about being a librarian here.

It was nothing more than sorting out, counting books, and the little things like putting books in their places and cleaning.

And because were are usually very few people here, it was very quiet most of the time.

Sometimes, it's just a simple cleaning, and then you can leave.

After a brief understanding, Sasaki felt that this job was easier than joining a club.

So he didn't waste any time thinking much, and after filling out the form given by Teacher Takamine, he quickly handed it to Serizawa Yukiha.

Watching the girl stamp the completed form and place it in a drawer, Sasaki also extended his right hand.

"Please take care of me, Serizawa-san."

His smile was warm but not overly enthusiastic to be considered disrespectful or frivolous.

Facing the boy's extended hand, Serizawa Yukiha, who rarely interacted with boys, looked up at his friendly smile, blushed, but shook his hand without timidity.

Feeling the warm touch in his hands.

Sasaki Fuyumi's first impression was that her hand was really small.

Although it was small, it was very soft and had a slightly fleshy feel, making it comfortable to hold in his palm.

With a mental note of admiration, Sasaki released her hand, watching as Serizawa Yukiha, holding a clipboard, walked towards the bookshelves.

"After we check the bookshelves each day, we just need to tick it, and someone will take it away later." Clicking on the form above, the girl passed by the boy, nodded to him, and then turned around to look at him.

Seeing the boy nodding in response, Serizawa Yukiha couldn't help but feel a little subtle in her heart.

After all it was the first time she was being followed by a boy and in such a close proximity.

She kept involuntarily caring and wanting to glance sideways at him.

This feeling was not that she liked it, or anything else, it's just pure sense of discomfort.

After all, Serizawa rarely talked to boys when she was in class.

It was only in the library that she would have some exchanges with Aida kun, who often read there..

But it was only to the extent of nodding or saying a word or two.

As for walking side by side with a boy like this...

Serizawa Yukiha, who couldn't describe what she was feeling, thought absentmindedly.

But before she could snap back to reality, she found her arm grabbed by Sasaki next to her.

Subconsciously looking sideways, the girl looked at his strange expression and turned back to look in front of her.

Looking at the white cement column next to the bookshelf in front of her, Serizawa Yukiha's cheeks turned pink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

'It's too easy to be shy. '

Looking at the girl's beautiful face as fair as jade, covered with a pink halo like the first bloom of a peach blossom, Sasaki Fuyumi muttered to himself and then, pulling the frozen girl, stepped into the rows of bookshelves beside them.

Behind them, before they entered the bookshelves, the boy sitting in the reading area, who had been keeping his eyes on Serizawa, saw the boy pulling the girl who was looking down, out of his sight, and his hand holding the book suddenly tensed.

Obviously, seeing the girl he liked being dragged into a place where he couldn't see by another boy made him feel panicked.

But since he had no particular relationship with Serizawa Yukiha, he just sat there, unsure whether he should follow or not.

In this seemingly endless and agonizing wait, the boy, who was still undecided, suddenly heard the sound of a chair falling and a familiar female scream.

There was no time to think about anything else.

Just as he heard the sound, Yuki Aida stood up and ran towards the corner before the bookshelves.

But what caught his eyes was the boy, holding Serizawa-san's waist from behind with one hand and grabbing the top of the snowy peak with the other.

Looking at the pure white shirt spilling out from between his fingers, Aida Yuki's eyes instantly turned red and he yelled.

"What are you doing! Let go of Serizawa-san!"

….....

Entering the bookshelves, the shadows on the front and back made them feel inexplicably cool while standing in the middle of the bookshelf.

This hint of chill also dispersed the pink blush on Serizawa Yukiha's cheeks.

Feeling the broad palm still holding her arm, the girl was about to open her mouth to remind him, but Sasaki, who was walking in front, let go first.

"What should we do?"

"Ah?" The reminder on her lips was interrupted, and Yukiha Serizawa was stunned for a moment by the question.

Then she placed the clipboard under the small mountains and turned her head towards the bookshelf that was twice her height. "Check for any gaps where books might be missing and ensure the books are correctly categorized."

"Yes." After taking a look at the soft mountain peaks placed on the plywood, Sasaki Fuyumi nodded.

And then methodically scanned the bookshelves from top to bottom.

However, this method of inspection was too simple for him.

His body has been strengthened in all aspects, including his eyesight.

And now, standing in place, a brief glance was all it took for him to spot any misplacements.

But in order not to make Serizawa Yukiha feel that he was perfunctory with her, Sasaki still pretended to check diligently.

But most of his attention was still on the girl.

After all, the sight of her bare, snow-white legs under the pleated skirt was particularly eye-catching.

And the way she tilted her head back, gently tapping her chin with a ballpoint pen and silently moving her cherry-colored lips, all of which was exceptionally beautiful...

But this kind of beauty did not last long and was interrupted by Serizawa Yukiha's next action.

Watching the girl moving a chair, intending to step on it.

Before Sasaki could say "I can do it," the sound was stuffed back into his mouth by Serizawa Yukiha, who moved quickly.

'So skilled...'

Looking up at the girl's delicate and beautiful figure, watching her skillfully pull out the misplaced books one after another and then stuff them back into place, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

However,

At that moment, a cool and gentle breeze suddenly blew in through the open window at the end of the bookshelf outside.

Under normal circumstances, this breeze would have been nothing special.

But Yukiha Serizawa, who was standing on the chair, suddenly felt a chill between her legs, and then let out a tiny exclamation.

Sasaki, who heard this exclamation all too clearly, instantly dispelled the sigh in his mind, and looked closely.

Following that, a glimpse of a small, somewhat tight, beautifully outlined pure white triangle came into view.

Before he could nonchalantly turn his head away, Serizawa Yukiha, already extremely nervous and particularly sensitive to gazes, instantly perceived that scorching look that sent a shiver through her entire body, trembling.

Instinctively releasing the book in her hand, the panicked girl attempted to bend down to cover her skirt.

However as soon as she bent over, the two small mountains of her chest caused her to lose balance.

Feeling the chair tipping over and the emptiness under her feet, the girl's eyes widened with fear, and after a panicked scream, she fell backwards.

But it wasn't the cold ground she fell into, nor was it the bone-chilling pain that awaited her.

Feeling the warm chest against her back, and the strong arms tightly hugging her waist, along with the hand on her chest...

Before her somewhat dazed mind could react,

The harsh rebuke made her turn her head to the side.

"What are you doing! Let go of Serizawa-san!"