“I have, haven’t I? It feels so warm and so soft, it’s just so good.” Masachika’s gaze instantly turned cold as Yuki made a confession of sexual harassment with a refreshing expression, but Yuki was not at all bothered by his gaze and shook her head while saying “Haa~ yare yare.” “Even though you have the best excuse that you couldn’t make decisions normally because you had a fever... With the myth that ordinary fevers could be cured through contagion, it was the perfect opportunity to intense skin contact under the pretext of treatment.... I feel disappointed that you still haven’t grabbed any boobs.” “It’s precisely your statement that’s disappointing!?” “...Or so I thought, but~? Unexpectedly~ you brought Alya-san into your house~? You can’t be underestimated, huh~?” Masachika awkwardly looked away from his younger sister, who approached with a grinning smile. “...It’s nothing. It’s not a big deal, really.” “Again, you still don’t want to be honest~... a boy and a girl of the same age together under the same roof. Moreover, there were no other family members around. How can something not happen in that kind of situation, right?” “No, seriously nothing happened... just...” “Just?” “We were just... doing summer homework...”