The Failed Swordsman Who Became the Strongest After Spamming the 100 Million Years Button

217. Entrance Exam and Valentines Day [14]

Seating in her usual seat, the president spoke with a tense look on her face.

「A-Allen-kun… Could you sit here today?」

She said, patting the seat next to her.

「Yes, okay.」

I sat down there without asking why.

「……」

「……」

For a few seconds after that, we simply looked at each other and kept silent.

(Should I, as the man, broach the subject?)

When I was thinking about that,

「I-Isn’t it kind of getting hot?」

She said in a high-pitched voice and for some reason loosened her uniform tie and unbuttoned her uniform around her chest.

From the gap in the uniform, I caught a fleeting glimpse of her vibrant skin and the mounds on her chest.

「……」

I try not to be conscious of it, and said the first words that came to mind.

「Eh, uh… It’s winter now, though?」

「…!? A-Ah, I made a mistake there.」

「Y-Yeah…」

「……」

「……」

For a while after that, an indescribable atmosphere loomed.

(Was that the president’s joke right now?)

(A-As expected of Allen-kun, he’s a『monster of reason』. He definitely saw it a little, but he still kept calm.)

As the second hand of the clock slowly ticked the passage of time,

「A-Actually, onee-san can do palm fortune-telling!」

She suddenly brought up an unrelated topic.

「Palm fortune-telling?」

「Yes, that’s right. I’ll specially read Allen-kun’s palm fortune today! C-Come on, show me your hand!」

「Y-Yes…」

When I held out my right hand as requested, for some reason, the president gulped and wrapped my hand in her slightly trembling hands.

「Hmm, hmm, I see…」

She bends over a little and traces my life line with her fingers.

Her smooth, slender finger ran across my palm. It tickled a little.

But right now I don’t care about such a small thing.

There was a more serious problem that I could do nothing about.

(T-This is not good, is it?)

Currently, the president was in a state of having loosened her tie and unfastened some buttons around her chest. Because she bent forward in such a state, I could see her pretty pale pink bra.

I mobilized all my reasoning power, and turned my eyes to the upper right corner.

「N-Nee, Allen-kun… Can I ask you a question to improve the accuracy of the fortune-telling?」

Her voice quivered slightly as she asked.

Asking questions during fortune-telling is a standard.

「Yes, please.」

So I agreed without worrying about it.

「O-Okay, I am gonna ask you now.」

The president said, and exhaled loudly.

And then.

「W-What is your favorite chocolate flavor?」

With the afterglow of the sunset reflected by the moist surface of her eyes, and her sun kissed face, she tilted her head.

I lost my words seeing that cute gesture.

「C-Chocolate flavor? Let’s see… If I were to say one, it would be slightly sweet milk chocolate.」

It doesn’t seem to have much to do with fortune-telling, but I decided to answer it honestly.

And then,

「M-Milk chocolate, yes!?」

「Eh, yes.」

I don’t know what on earth the president was so happy about, but she made a small guts pose with both hands with a gleam in her eyes.

If she does that in a state of bending forward, naturally, her breasts will be emphasized more than ever.

「……」

I was captivated by the overwhelming presence for a moment, but immediately shook my head and stared at the empty space.

I felt my heart beating faster and my body temperature rising.

(I-It’s a bit difficult to continue the conversation in this state.)

I decided that and cleared my throat.

「Umm, president?」

「What is it?」

「I-It would be helpful if you could fasten the buttons around your chest.」

「Chest? 〜〜!?」

The president has been doing strange things for a while, but apparently this was an accident.

She hurriedly fastened the buttons, tied her tie tightly, and fell silent with her face flushed.