"Touch your hand out for me!"

Miyahara Nagisa's little face turned red as she spoke.

I don't know if it's angry or embarrassed.

"Puff...ah...ahhhh."

Shiina Iori finally couldn't help it and reached out to Nagisa Chan's hand in front of her almost red face:

“Yes ~ Yes ~”

"for you."

"snort!"

Nagisa's earlobes were almost transparent, but he still reached out to grab Shiina Iori's big hand and held it firmly in his hand.

The fingertips of the little finger were initially a little awkward and tentatively rubbed Shizuna's hands.

When I touched the gap in my fingers, I first clenched it, and then immediately clenched it tightly.

The fingers and fingers intertwined each other, and the soft fingertips were pressed on the back of the other person's hands, and they were softly pressed together.

With a little force, a faint suction seemed to come from the palms of the two of them.

Grasp firmly.

What surprised Shiina Iori was that although Nagisa's small hands looked small and soft, when they pinched them a little, their muscles felt a little hard.

The knuckles were also slightly rougher, not as smooth as her calves and face.

Shiina Iori turned her head and looked at Miyahara Nagisa who had been caught after her hands were caught, as if she had been lit with a hole, with a red face and silently following him.

In the girl's heart, this time, the physical contact with her previous hand seemed to have a completely different meaning.

Previously, bad girl?

This slightly harder touch is surprisingly good.

Shiina Iori thought this way, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

"What, a smirk."

Nagisa seemed to look up at him carefully, muttering quietly.

The force of holding him in his hand became even stronger.

"No."

"Because Nagisa, you are satisfied with holding hands."

“A little cute.”

Shiina Iori smiled and looked at her with her head tilted.

Hearing this, circles of white smoke suddenly appeared on Nagisa's little head, and it seemed to be frozen from top to bottom, and he shouted loudly as if he was trying hard to defend something:

"No Road Skip (verbose)! I hate you the most! Pervert! Narcissist!!!"

"You can be satisfied without this!"

"Baga——"

The little hand holding his ten fingers tightened a little, as if he was afraid that he would escape.

“Yes ~ Yes ~”

"Also, Nagisa."

"It's okay to relax a little, I won't run away... If you're too tight, I'll feel a little hurt."

"Who cares about you!"

"I won't let go! Taste the pain, you bad guy!"
Chapter completed!