219 219 Muscle fetishes in the handicraft department (1/2)
”Fujimiya's parents are very close. Fujimiya looks just like you.”
Kido, who was a seller, gave a small chuckle at the appearance of his parents watching handmade products from the handicrafts department while representing the friendliness all over his body.
I didn't know much about my classmate's department, Zhou, but apparently Kido belonged to the handicraft department, seller duty at this hour.
”I was wondering if Kido was the manager of some athletic department...”
Zhou, who was subtly distant from his parents, looks at a wooden door with a handmade apron.
Because of her publicly proclaiming that she loves muscles at muscle fetishes, I thought she was working around the manager of the athletic department. I just thought the boys were going to stay and get a chance to see the muscles, but the handicrafts department was surprised.
”Well, you can legally worship a man's muscles. But hatred and I are solo. Besides, you're stubborn.”
”Chino?
”I don't think anything about watching someone in a profession who's physically working out like that on TV or in pictures, but like this, I need you to stop hitting on students.”
”I feel that's the result of caring more about Kido's outside hearings than jealousy”
Look at me in the muscles. You don't want to show someone else how cute you look when you're about to drool. If it's your own girlfriend, it's too much.
However, Kido, dissatisfied with Zhou's assessment, is swelling his cheeks plumply.
”Rude. I choose who I want to stay with.”
You can't do it with a half-breed muscle - Kido put his hand on his hip and strained his chest, not denying that he could do it himself.
”Well, you're in the handicrafts department because you're begging me to be a girl... Well, a big factor is that you can make your clothes from hand to hand and let them go straight to measurements.”
”Wow, it's muscular...”
”Hih, don't pull it off. And Mr. Vertebra, look, if Fujimiya will let me take it off and measure it, I think he'll make it right away.”
”Don't plant special sexuality in my midday.”
Rather, I don't want to be shy at midday to look at Zhou Naked, so it's not a first thing to want him to take it off. I have trouble getting it to be a muscle fetish like a wood door.
Looking at the unfortunate wooden door without even hiding it for some reason, the middle of the day I was looking at the product with my parents came here and I leaned my neck wonderfully.
”We were talking, what are you talking about?
”Eh, Mr. Vertebra said if Fujimiya took it off, he'd welcome it.”
”There's no way. Hey, midday.”
”Oh, no, I don't think so.”
”Why are you in weak denial?”
I can't hide my surprise circumferentially because I thought I would impetuously deny it with a bright red face, or because it was a subtly hesitant denial.
”Oh, because I preached to Mr. Vertebra how muscular it is?
”Don't do anything extra. You don't have to get weird knowledge at midday.”
”I just spoke of goodness, and I hope you don't call the beauty of the human body weird knowledge. I think it's rude for the muscles to call the fruits you've worked hard on and honed your flesh weird knowledge.”
”Oh, yes. Excuse me.”
I apologized reflexively because I was preached with an unexpectedly serious face.
”... no. Still, if midday wakes up, what are you gonna do?”
”Why don't you just take it off?