Chapter 219: The Muscle Fetishist of the Crafts Club (1/2)
“Your parents really are on good terms, Fujimiya-kun. Just like you.”
Amane’s parents openly expressed their affection as they looked at the products of the crafts club. Kido the salesgirlgiggled away.
Amane did not really know which clubs his classmates belonged to. It seemed Kido was in this crafts club, and being the salesgirl.
“I thought you would be a sports club manager or something, Kido…”
Amane subtly kept his distance from his parents, and looked at Kido, who was wearing an apron, probably handmade.
Kido had openly proclaimed her love for muscles, so Amane assumed that she would be a sports club manager or something, as there were boys there, and she would have opportunities to see muscles. He did not expect her to be in the crafts club.
“I can enjoy the sight of muscular guys, but I’ll be doing so alone, and if actually join ed one, Socchan will pout.”
“Kayano?”
“He doesn’t mind me watching those trained professionals on TV or in the photos, but he told me not to drool at other classmates.”
“I don’t think he’s being jealous. He’s more worried about your reputation.”
Nobody would want to see a cute girl staring dumbfoundedly at muscles, drooling away, let alone a girlfriend.
Kido however seemed annoyed at Amane’s opinion, for she puffed her cheeks.
“How rude. Even I would choose who I will drool at.”
I won’t space out at those with so-so muscles. Kido put her hands on her hips and puffed her chest, not denying that she would drool.
“Actually, I joined the crafts club because dad asked me to act more like a girl…and another important reason is that I want to personally make clothes for Socchan, and also measure him.”
“Woah you’re hardcore…”
“D-Don’t run away. S-Shiina-san too will definitely make clothes for you if you strip and let her measure.”
“Don’t give my Mahiru any weird fetish idea.”
Mahiru herself would feel really awkward. She was unwilling to see him bare his shoulders, and obviously would not want him to strip. Amane would have a headache if she ended up having a muscle fetish like Kido.
Amane made no attempt to hide his bewilderment as he looked at a crestfallen looking Kido. Mahiru, who had been accompanying Amane’s parents, came over, looking perplexed.”
“What are you chatting so excitedly about?”
“Eh, we’re talking about you being happy if Fujimiya-kun strips.”
“How’s that possible? Right Mahiru?”
“I suppose…not.”
“What’s with the weak denial?”
Amane had assumed Mahiru would blush and deny fervently, but she seemed strangely hesitant, which shocked him.
“Eh, because I told Shiina-san about how amazing muscles are?”
“Don’t do anything unnecessary. You don’t have to teach Mahiru anything strange.”
“I’m saying how good muscles are. Don’t take human beauty as some strange knowledge. it’s the final result of training the body. You describing it as that is rude, you know?”
“Ah yes I’m sorry.”
Amane instinctively apologized once he was unexpectedly given a serious lecture.
“…No, what if Mahiru awakens to that?”
“Can’t you just strip?”