“Ho! The boy is going to breakdance?”
“Unwillingly, yeah.”
After school, at the Jissoji Dojo.
When I told Riza-san, she gave me a predictable smirk.
Dammit, this is exactly why I didn’t want to tell her.
“I see, I see. And since there’s only one week left, you came to me for help, huh?”
“I told you, it’s unwilling.”
Good grief, stop poking my cheek, it’s annoying.
As I brushed Riza-san’s hand away, Rio asked while doing her warm-up exercises.
“Riza-san. Akito-kun said he used to do breakdancing, but is he any good?”
“Mhm, he’s good. Boy, why don’t you show her?”
“You say ‘show her,’ but I haven’t done it in about half a year.”
“You’ll be fine, boy.”
I wonder where that irresponsible confidence comes from.
Well, since I have to do it anyway, I’ll do as much as I can.
I played a song I used to practice to on my smartphone and recalled the choreography.
Getting into the rhythm, I went through the entries, footwork, and power moves.
But as expected, a six-month blank is significant.
After just a five-minute song, I was out of breath and dripping with large beads of sweat.
“Ah—, that’s tough...!”
“I think the sharpness of your movements is fine. Kickboxing, weight training, and breakdancing are completely different movements. Spend two days getting used to the movement, three days learning the choreography, and the remaining two days drilling the team’s movements.”
“Ugh...”
This is why I hate relying on Riza-san. When it comes to teaching, this person is seriously merciless.
As I hydrated and caught my breath, Rio looked at me with a dazed, stupid look on her face.
“Rio, what’s wrong?”
“Eh, well. That... it was more amazing than I imagined, or rather, it was cool... what should I do, my heart actually skipped a beat for a boy.”
“Rion-san!?”
“It’s okay, Riza-san. The only one I truly love is you.”
“Rion-san...!”
Why am I suddenly being shown a yuri scene?
I checked my performance by watching the video Riza-san took for me.
Hmm... as expected, the six-month blank is big. The movements feel sluggish.
Anyway, I need to get used to the movements today and tomorrow.
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“Oguoo...! M-My muscles...!”
“Akito, are you okay?”
In these past two days, I somehow managed to get used to the breakdancing movements.
However, the price was high. My entire body is racked with muscle pain.
Full-body exercise really uses different muscles, so I easily got sore.
Right now, I’m in the bedroom, stretching with Riran’s help.
Doing too much when you have muscle pain is counterproductive, so it’s just light stretching.
“Three days to learn the choreo, then two days to sync with Ryuya and the others... that’s rough.”
This is probably the busiest I’ve been in the last few months.
Actually, I might die. If I don’t get some rest somewhere, I’ll die.
As I lay face down on the bed, staring blankly, Riran sat down near my head.
“Come here, Akito. I’ll give you some ‘there, there’ pets.”
“Pets?”
“Yes. Akito, you’re working so hard. Let me do at least this much. Okay?”
“Then, I won’t hold back.”
Moving my body, I buried my face into Riran’s thighs.
Whoa... what is this soft, squishy feeling? And it smells way too good.
My senses of touch and smell are too happy, this is dangerous. I feel like I’m going to lose consciousness.
“Wait! Why that position!? Normally you’d face up!”
“It’s even a pain to move.”
“D-Don’t talk there!”
“Obu.”
Perhaps it was ticklish, as she resisted by hugging my head. I can barely breathe, but the sensation on my face and the back of my head, combined with Riran’s scent, makes me feel like I’m ascending to heaven. This is bad, I’m gonna die.
“Really, Akito is a pervert.”
“Men are perverted creatures. Especially in front of a super-beautiful girl like Riran.”
“Geez, dummy.”
She says that, but she sounds so happy that you could almost see a musical note at the end of her sentence.
It seems Riran is quite simple too.
Riran stroked my hair, fluffing it up. Her touch was exquisite. The tension in my body dissolved, and sleepiness washed over me all at once...
“There, there. Akito is doing a great job.”
“You think so...?”
“Yes. I feel like you might be overdoing it, though... but because of that, you can spoil yourself as much as you want in front of me. Show me all your weak points. I’ll support you, Akito. Okay?”
“......”
“Riran, you’re too good of a woman.”
“Oh. Have you finally realized? I’m the type of woman who devotes herself completely to the person she loves.”
“Haha. ...Thanks.”
With my head being slowly stroked, my sleepiness reached its peak, and my consciousness sank into a sea of dreams.