The Classmate Who Is Adored by Everyone Smiles Teasingly Only at Me-Chapter 4V1 .13 - Infinite Possibilities of Ice Cream

Infinite Possibilities of Ice Cream 13

“We’ll try hitting in this state once. Please remember the feeling.”

“Y-Yes, understood.”

With as serious an expression as possible, he nods at the earnest words whispered into his ear.

Chika’s hand, still gripping his hand firmly, moves smoothly to take the shot.

With a definite sense transmitted through the cue, a satisfying sound echoes.

At the same time, due to the recoil of the shot, Chika’s chest is pressed even more against his back.

It feels like her entire chest is massaging his back.

“…..!”

He manages to hold back the urge to let out a voice of embarrassment.

During the day, he embraced Chika while crossing the back gate. At that moment, he fully experienced the sensation of her body.

From then until now, the situation hasn’t changed much. It’s just a matter of whether it’s the front or the back.

But now, he feels Chika’s softness more intensely than during the day.

What could be the difference?

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While Sōma is lost in such thoughts, the white ball goes straight over the green felt and bounces off the red target ball.”Katsun.”

The bounced target ball continues its momentum and falls into the pocket.

“Wow…”

He can’t help but exclaim in admiration.

Despite controlling his body to take the shot, Chika managed to sink the ball perfectly into the pocket.

There’s no doubt she has a grasp of the knack of playing billiards.

“Do you think you’ve got the feel?”

As if neither boasting nor overly excited, Chika calmly asks with a teacher-like tone.

“W-Well, probably.”

“Then, Sōma-san, please try taking the shot alone. Miki-chan, could you place the cue ball here and the target ball there?”

“Huh? M-Me?”

Miki is surprised and bewildered by suddenly being called by her name.

“Neither I nor Sōma-san can do it alone. Please help us.”

“Uh… Okay.”

Immersed in Chika’s serious atmosphere, Miki sets the recently pocketed red target ball and the white cue ball that was rolling on the felt as instructed.

“Now, give it a try.”

The hands that were wrapped around him are released, but the body above him doesn’t move away.

“Look straight at the end of the ball. Relax the strength in your arm. Then, imagine bringing the tip of the cue right here.”

Whispering advice into his ear. It honestly tickles.

He feels like squirming. However, this is a shot that absolutely must succeed. He gathers all his concentration from his entire body.

Recalling the shot she made together with Chika, she extends the cue forward.

——Swoosh

Then, a sound similar to before echoes as the white cue ball forcefully rolls over the felt.

Then, it collides with the red target ball.

The white cue ball comes to a stop, and instead, the red target ball that received the impact begins to roll.

Although slightly less momentum than the white cue ball, the red target ball rolls smoothly.

Along with a solemn, imposing sound, the target ball disappears into the pocket.

“It went in…!”

A splendid pocketed shot.

The ball making a cool sound as it drops precisely into the pocket gives her even more pleasure than she imagined.

Until just now, Sōma, who could only manage a pathetic shot, was filled with awe and emotion.

“Amazing! I was able to hit it properly, just as Chika said!”

“Yay, you did it! It worked perfectly! Thank you so much, Sōma-san!”

Sōma happily struck a victory pose, but Chika seemed even more delighted.

“Huh? Why are you thanking me?”

“Until now, I’ve never had the chance to teach someone else. So, being able to teach and see positive results like this makes me incredibly happy!”

“Wait, hold on!?”

Chika’s joy seemed to explode as she hugged Sōma and started petting his head affectionately.

“Because you understood what I wanted to convey, it went well! Thank you so much!”

She expressed her joy and gratitude with her entire body.

She wanted to do something for Sōma, just as her friend had done for her. That was probably all she was thinking about.

However, doing something like this to a boy of the same age was not appropriate, mainly considering common sense, ethics, and Sōma’s own sense of reason.

In all honesty, she didn’t mind staying like this, but exposing such an embarrassing sight in public and in front of his classmates’ girls was detrimental to a boy’s dignity.

He tried to break free from this happy hell, but Chika’s embrace was remarkably skillful, and she couldn’t escape.

Not only that, his face sank into Chika’s cleavage.

“Hey, Saito, do something…!”

Realizing that she couldn’t escape on her own, she sought help from Miki.

She thought Miki would rush over and stop Chika in a panic.

However, Miki just stared expressionlessly and didn’t move from her place in front of the billiard table.

‘No way…?’

He was engulfed in a feeling of despair as if he had been thrown into the abyss.

“Wow, Sōma-san! You were amazing, Sōma-san! Good boy, good boy!”

“Stop it! Seriously, it’s embarrassing!”

“It’s okay, isn’t it? I’m just expressing my gratitude. Nothing more, nothing less. There, there, good boy!”

“You’re getting too into it!?”

“But Sōma-san blushing like that is cute!”

“Try to hide that desire a little!”

Chika, who wanted to hug and pamper, and Sōma, who wanted to escape, continued to cling to each other and then pulled away, completely ignoring the billiard game.

As time passed, they couldn’t continue to play billiards, and when they left the game center, Sōma’s face was bright red up to his ears, while Chika’s face was glowing with satisfaction.

“That was so much fun.♪”

She seemed extremely pleased.

“I’m so tired…”

Sōma was feeling lightheaded.

The mix of embarrassment and pleasure was taking a toll on him mentally.

“You look tired.”

“Whose fault is that?”

Chika glared at him and stuck out her tongue.

“I’m sorry. I got carried away. But, Sōma-san, you’re just so cute.”

“You keep saying that word, but it’s not a compliment for a guy, you know.”

At the very least, Sōma wants to be called ‘cool’ rather than ‘cute.’