Fujiwara Chika's words were like a devil's whisper, teasing Tanaka Masao's heart.
It made him feel an itchy sensation in his heart.
"Why don't I just take a look? The seat is safe anyway; it won't explode just because I glance at it."
Eventually, he couldn't resist the temptation and opened his eyes.
"Hmm, why does this world seem off? How did the buildings end up above my head?"
As his vision expanded, he realized that the giant pendulum ride Tanaka Masao and Fujiwara Chika were on wasn't just rotating 180 degrees, but a full 360 degrees.
And at that moment, they had just reached the highest point.
A bold decision resulted in...
"Oh my god!"
The sudden thrill left Tanaka Masao feeling soft and weak all over, with his scalp tingling.
He trembled all over.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness I held it in."
Tanaka Masao was incredibly grateful for his self-control as a normal man; otherwise, the people below might have felt it was raining.
However, this state of physical numbness, accelerated heart rate, and surging blood had a strange sense of exhilaration.
"Is this what they call the feeling of soaring through the clouds?"
During the descent, Tanaka Masao dared not open his eyes. Besides the whooshing wind, he could hear Fujiwara Chika's screams and cheers.
Only when he felt the giant pendulum descend to a lower altitude did he dare to open his eyes again.
Perhaps the previous stimulation had raised his threshold; his body was no longer stiff to the point of immobility, but he could now move his head.
"Masao, you're making such rapid progress! In a little while, you might even dare to unbuckle your seatbelt."
As he turned his head, he saw a sight he would never forget.
The giant pendulum moved so fast that the wind was naturally very strong. The riders, without helmets or protective shields, were bound to be affected by the laws of physics.
Fujiwara Chika's hair was blown wildly, and she was still screaming with her mouth open. The wind rushed into her mouth, making her face ripple like dough.
Looking at Fujiwara Chika in this state, Tanaka Masao couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha, Fujiwara-senpai, you..."
"Junior Tanaka?"
Hearing the sound, Fujiwara Chika also turned her head and saw Tanaka Masao's strange face.
"Haha, your face is so strange, so funny."
"I think Fujiwara-senpai, you completely don't understand."
"Understand what?"
"If my face is deformed by the strong wind, what would Fujiwara-senpai, who is with me, look like?"
Fujiwara Chika also realized, looking at Tanaka Masao's face and imagining herself looking the same, she said in a panic,
"You're lying, aren't you?"
Seeing Fujiwara Chika in a panic, Tanaka Masao felt satisfied and happy.
"Oh, Fujiwara-senpai's big forehead, Fujiwara-senpai's wavy face. It's truly ugly, hahaha!"
Hearing Tanaka Masao's words, Fujiwara Chika was almost in tears. She quickly reached up to cover her forehead.
"Don't look, don't look at my embarrassing appearance."
But because her body was fixed, her hands couldn't reach her head, so she naturally couldn't cover her forehead.
The more anxious Fujiwara Chika became, the happier Tanaka Masao was.
"Hehehe, Fujiwara-senpai, don't cover it; you can't. I've seen it all with my own eyes."
Perverted Tanaka Masao was online.
"No!"
Fujiwara Chika's screams came from the giant pendulum, along with Tanaka Masao's devil-like whispers.
Perhaps his attention was diverted, as Tanaka Masao even forgot he had a fear of heights.
...
A few minutes later, Tanaka Masao walked off the giant pendulum with a satisfied expression, followed by Fujiwara Chika, who was covering her forehead with her hand and looking shy.
"Oh, Fujiwara-senpai, still shy? It's just that I saw an embarrassing side of you."
Hearing Tanaka Masao's words, Fujiwara Chika puffed out her cheeks, a little angry.
"Junior Tanaka, you're still talking about it."
She extended her small fist and lightly punched Tanaka Masao.
"Forget it quickly, forget what just happened quickly."
"Sorry, Fujiwara-senpai."
Tanaka Masao didn't care at all about Fujiwara Chika's small fist massage.
"Even if you massage me to bribe me, my answer will still be the same.
I refuse!
And my memory is very good; Fujiwara-senpai's face is completely imprinted in my mind and I will never forget it for a lifetime."
Fujiwara Chika put her hands on her hips.
"Never forgetting for a lifetime, it's supposed to be a romantic phrase, but when it comes out of Junior Tanaka's mouth, it completely loses its meaning."
She glared fiercely at Tanaka Masao and threatened,
"Junior Tanaka's face was also very strange just now, and I've remembered all of it too."
She pointed her index finger at Tanaka Masao.
"So let's make a deal now: we both forget what just happened and promise not to bring it up again. How about that? It's fair, right?"
Facing Fujiwara Chika's offer of an equal exchange, Tanaka Masao shrugged indifferently.
"It's fine, no need to forget. Anyway, I'm already ugly, so even if I show an ugly side, I don't care at all.
But Fujiwara-senpai is different..."
Hearing Tanaka Masao's words, Fujiwara Chika was almost dumbfounded.
"Don't people in this world all pursue beauty?
When did being ugly become something you could say with confidence, and beauty became a burden instead?"
Looking at the stunned Fujiwara Chika, Tanaka Masao smiled, deciding not to tease her anymore, otherwise she might really break down.
"Alright, Fujiwara-senpai, don't worry about what just happened.
You see, I don't have a camera or anything, so it wasn't recorded at all. How about we just keep this as a little secret exclusive to the two of us?"
Fujiwara Chika thought that was true; even if she showed an embarrassing side, only the two of them knew about it, and it wasn't photographed or kept, so there was no fear of it spreading.
Thinking about it that way, there really wasn't anything to worry about.
Fujiwara Chika, having understood, breathed a sigh of relief, but she still held a grudge about Tanaka Masao's teasing and didn't give him a good look.
"Hmph, then I'll reluctantly forgive you."
"In that case, let's go play the next attraction."
"Let's go."
Walking behind Fujiwara Chika, looking at her back, Tanaka Masao's mouth curved into an evil smile.
That whole 'can't record it' thing? That was all a lie.
He didn't have a camera, but he could draw! As soon as he got back, he would use his memory to draw Fujiwara Chika's appearance.
He could even add artistic embellishments.
Fujiwara Chika, walking ahead, suddenly turned back and asked,
"Junior Tanaka, what are we playing next?"
Tanaka Masao instantly put on a gentle smile.
"Let's play something a little milder."