It's not that I'm not interested in the opposite sex.
I wouldn't go so far as to say he's as interested as a typical high school boy, but...he is quite interested in women.
In fact, when I look at Hijiri, I can't help but think, "He's so big."
It's not that I dislike bigger things, so there's no way I could be indifferent to Hijiri.
But... it's not that I dislike small things. I feel they are just as good compared to larger things. I think there is something appealing about both, big and small.
In other words, I don't have any preferences.
In terms of attractiveness, there is almost no difference between Kiyoshi and the other female students.
Or, compared to Hime... I don't feel any difference between her and Hijiri.
Did that seem strange to Hijiri?
"Yohei, do you like little kids?"
It's not that I hate it.
That doesn't mean I'm angry, though.
He doesn't seem scared, let alone contemptuous.
If I had to put into words the look on Hijiri's face right now, "worried" would be more appropriate.
"If that's the case, I don't think your wish will ever be fulfilled... because we all grow up someday."
Sympathy, maybe?
I think she's a kind person. Even if I really am a lolicon, I'm sure she'll be there for me without looking down on me.
Then... I thought that maybe they had misunderstood after all.
"Don't worry. I don't like little kids."
Again, I'll correct it properly.
I have never affirmed it up until now. But it's also true that I didn't strongly deny it either. Maybe that wasn't a good option.
That's probably why I'm causing Hijiri too much worry.
"...Maybe it's unconscious?"
"He's still conscious though."
Even though he clearly states that he is not a lolicon.
Is it inevitable that Hijiri doesn't trust me much around here?
"It's serious. If you had noticed it yourself, the damage would have been less severe."
"Is it possible that there is no scar in the first place?"
"Your heart doesn't feel pain, okay? Yo-hee... Don't push yourself, it'll be fine. I'm on your side, okay?"
He was a complete quack doctor.
It also seems unlikely that they will listen to the patient's pleas to listen more.
Well, what should I do?
"Yo-hey, calm down and listen to me."
"I was calm from start to finish."
"The average high school boy looks at my boobs and thinks, 'What vulgar boobs!'"
"I think it's pretty common for high school students to think about such vulgar things."
"So, I'll help you become normal enough to think like that, okay?"
"It's nothing special from the start...huh? What do you mean, help?"
Saint, what are you trying to do?
Curious, I looked up and saw that Hijiri had already crouched down.
As we sit upright, our eyes are at exactly the same height.
She knelt down and slowly reached out to me...
"Hugging~"
--He hugged me tenderly.
...He hugged me!?
"Um, what?"
I was shocked by the sudden turn of events.
And it wasn't just a hug, my face was buried in her big breasts.
This might be more like restraint than a hug.
It's hard to breathe and a little difficult. But the soft, warm feeling on my face isn't unpleasant at all... What is this?
Why on earth am I being hugged?