"To be honest...... who is it that Ryouta likes?"
Yuria's question hit me like a dagger straight through the heart.
(Whoa, you're asking which one of the Beautiful Girl Trio I like?)
That was the ultimate question—way too much!
To begin with, there was no way I could pick just one.
I wanted to see Rui's navel every single day, and if luck was on my side, slide a finger inside.
I felt a duty to watch Airi's massive breasts grow to their full potential someday.
And getting smothered between Yuria's thighs? That was straight-up my dream.
Picking one out of those? Impossible.
Or more accurately, no matter how friendly the Beautiful Girl Trio and I had gotten, it didn't mean any of them actually wanted that kind of relationship with me.
Sure, Yuria was my number-one Understander. If I groveled and begged on my knees long enough, she might eventually clamp those thighs around my face......
"Hey, Ryouta, don't clam up on me now."
"Uh, well, that is...... I-I......"
"Sigh...... Knowing you, you're probably thinking about who you'd hook up with if you had to pick, right?"
"N-No! I haven't!"
I hadn't gone that far, but the fetishistic fantasies I'd been having made it impossible to deny completely.
"What I'm asking is who you'd actually date. And just so we're clear—this isn't about some lewd hookup. Got it?"
"Y-Yeah...... right."
"What? So you were thinking lewd stuff about us?"
"Well...... kinda. If getting smothered between Yuria's thighs was on the table, it'd have to be you, I figured."
"......!"
I could be brutally honest with Yuria without holding back, so that's exactly what I did.
Even for my Understander, she probably found that creepy......
"If I squeezed you between my thighs...... you'd pick me, right, Ryouta?"
"Huh?"
"'Huh' nothing! Wh-what I mean is...... if I squeezed you right here, would you pick me...... that's what I'm asking......"
Yuria jabbed a finger toward her crotch with those long nails, pressing down to show off her plump, jiggly thighs.
Her finger sank slowly into the thick, pillowy flesh.
That's way too fucking hot (no explanation needed).
"You'll...... squeeze me?"
"......Yeah. But only if you pick me once I do."
She grabbed my right hand and guided it toward those luscious thighs.
Finally...... my dream of Yuria's thighs squeezing me......
What I really wanted was my face in there, but no way could I say something that rude!
If I'd touched not just her bare tits but her thighs too this past week...... it'd be a total overload of jerk-off material—I'd run out of white rice!
"Ryouta......"
"Y-Yuria......"
The moment my hand met the hot, heavy softness of her thighs.
"Okay, everyone! Service Area break for ten minutes! Back at the bus by eleven!"
Somehow, the bus had already come to a stop.
Edged like that...... seriously?
"Ryouta! Let's go grab souvenirs at the Service Area!"
Airi whipped around from the seat ahead, forcing Yuria and me to spring apart in a panic.
"Hm? What's with you two? Your faces are all red."
"Uh! Um!"
"R-Ryouta! He was bouncing off the walls about wanting to buy souvenirs ASAP! So let's hurry up and go."
"Y-Yeah. Let's? Ryouta."
Airi nudged me along, and I started to stand to exit the bus—only for Yuria to lean in close to my ear.
"Hey...... we'll pick up where we left off later. Got it?"
"Eh? O-Okay......"
I had no clue what she meant by "got it," but a continuation of that?
Way too damn lewd.
I'd gone and made a dosukebe promise with Yuria.
"Wow! This Service Area parking lot is huge!"
Free from the bus, Airi hopped excitedly at the exit, her energy sky-high.
Naturally, those chest-level bombshells of hers jiggled wildly with every bounce.
Oh man...... this is lewd as hell too.
"Ryouta-kun...... you've got that full-on dosukebe pervert face going right now."
"Tanaka...... I'm in heaven."
"Wh-what?"
As always, clueless Tanaka could only stare in utter exasperation.