I was looking at a few magazines with the perverted trio.
"Look at this one, her boobs are perfectly round, hehehe," Matsuda, looking like he is daydreaming.
He's high...
I looked at the picture, and it felt off: "Are we sure this woman didn't use silicone?"
"Blasphemy!!" Issei looked at me like a Space Marine staring down Horus in Warhammer.
I took the magazine from his hand: "Guys, you're focusing way too much on breasts. Ass is way more important."
"Not that much…" Motohama adjusted his glasses.
I wagged my finger: "Hear me out. If those two big masses are natural, you can play with them, even spank them, and they could even love it. Breasts are simple… sucking, paizuri, playing with the nipples, that's pretty much the max you can do. Choice is yours."
"Different perspective, but appreciated," Motohama said.
Matsuda put his hand on his chin: "I think it's a bit extreme. Both seem equally important."
Issei slammed the table and stood up: "NOTHING CAN SURPASS THE HOLINESS OF BOOBS!!"
When I looked around, I saw people giving us judgmental stares.
I smacked the back of Issei's neck: "Stupid, are you trying to commit social suicide?"
"Sorry, I got excited," he said.
I crossed my arms: "Instead of being an idiot, if you actually confessed to a girl, you might even get accepted. You're not handsome, but you're definitely not ugly either — the same goes for all of you. Matsuda, if you grew your hair out, you could even look Korean-level handsome."
"Do you really think so, Arthur-san?!" Issei said.
He grabbed my shoulders, he was almost about to cry: "Yes, yes, don't give up on yourselves."
But then someone came up from behind, put their hands on my shoulders, and pressed their breasts against my back.
It was Aika.
"Aika, could you get off my back?"
Aika giggled: "Absolutely not. If I let a man like you escape, I will regret it for the rest of my life."
"Pervert! Let go of Arthur-san!" Matsuda pointed at Aika.
But Aika flipped him off: "Hehehe, you guys have no idea what this man is packing."
"That's it!" Motohama forcibly pulled Aika down and looked like he was about to drag her away.
But I raised my hand: "Guys, I want to say something to her. Can we have a minute alone?"
"Be careful with that pervert girl," Issei said, and they left.
Then I leaned into Aika's ear and whispered a few things.
With every word, her face turned redder, and it looked like something was happening to her.
After I pulled back, I looked at Aika's face, now as red as Rias's hair: "I didn't know you were this perverted, Arthur-san… You opened my eyes. I feel like I'm about to level up with this. See you."
Then she ran off.
From over there, Koneko was looking at me with judgmental eyes.
I heard her murmur: "Pervert."
My heart… shattered into pieces just like that.
Koneko broke my heart as naturally as a cat knocking a glass off a table.
Well… I can forgive her.
Of course, only if she lets me play with her cat ears…