Mecha Start, Nuclear Bomb Tokyo

It's the same feeling as that time...

Irena made a sound comfortably, and slowly opened those glazed eyes.

Then--

"Hey?"

Sensing something was wrong, Irena turned her head: "Hey?! An Yi?!"

She looked at An Yi who was sitting on the floor next to her bed in surprise: "Why are you sitting on the ground?"

"......"comfortable.

An Yi glanced at Irena, then moved her palm.

"Uh..."

Aware of An Yi's movements.

It was only then that Irena realized that her white, cute and petite palm was actually interlocking with An Yi's five fingers.

"What exactly is going on?!"

Irena whispered: "Get off your hands quickly."

"Actually I've let go."

An Yi replied blankly.

"...Huh? How is it possible..."

Irena subconsciously glanced at An Yi's palm.

As An Yi said.

His palms appear relaxed.

On the contrary, it was Irena who forcibly squeezed the opponent's palm tightly, and even the veins on the white palm were bulging.

"...uh...um...ah..."

Irena rolled her eyes, and then coughed lightly: "This is actually a test for your apprentice! After all, I'm so cute——"

She pressed her chest with her palm and said solemnly.

And An Yi stared at her movements silently, and said to her after a while: "Compared to these...can you let go of my hand first?"

"What! Let go, let go! You still look proud...I'm your teacher. A great, lovely, and especially powerful Ash Witch."

Seeing An Yi's disgusted face, Irena let go of her palm in a murmur.

The guy in front of him always had such a cold look on his face.

Shouldn't it be the same for other girls?

Hey——If the girl who likes this guy in the future is really pitiful!

She grumbled inwardly.

But when she let go of An Yi's hand, for some reason, Irena felt a little empty... more precisely, a little lonely.

It's also An Yi's fault!

Irene thought so.

An Yi reminded her of what she used to do at home.

Thinking of this, Irena couldn't help coughing lightly and asked: "Speaking of which, An Yi, did you hold my hand all the time?"

"More precisely, you invited me and asked me to hold your hand."

"Huh...? How is that possible..."

Irena was planning to deny An Yi's words at that time.

She puffed her cheeks angrily: "Anyway, when you see my sick beauty who is cute and weak like a flower, you can't hold back the movements of your hands?!"

As Irena spoke, the same recording came from the light curtain taken out from An Yi.

"Don't go... If you dare to leave me alone like this, I will immediately bite my teeth and kill myself."

uh...

Irena's voice paused for a moment, then she gritted her teeth and continued. "Even if I like it very much, I shouldn't shoot someone who is sick." Really, and you also made up such nonsense, and you can hear it as a lie. You are really too tender, An Yi. "

An Yi didn't speak, but the voice continued to come from her side.

"Don't go..."

"Master An Yi is just going to get the medicine. Besides, Lady Irena, do you really have the strength to bite your tongue and kill yourself now?"

"Occasionally..."

"shake hands..."

Ahhhhh! !! !!

Hearing his weak voice when he was sick, watching his posture when he stretched out his palm softly, wanting to be comfortable.

Irena roared in her heart, and that pretty face twitched.

She showed a smile that was more terrifying than angry: "An Yi—show me what kind of video you played... Really... No way, you actually keep this fake video..."

"In fact, that's the proof you asked me to shake your hand."

An Yi turned off the video with a blank expression, and answered simply.

"...you bastard..."

Irena didn't even know what to say at the moment.

She looked at An Yi's face: "You look honest... You didn't record it on purpose, did you?"

"Because I feel that you will refuse to admit it."

An Yi replied flatly, then raised her head and glanced at Irena: "Of course, it is undeniable that you are really interesting when you are sick. I remember there was a time when you were talking nonsense and asked me to touch your chest and let me touch your chest. Judge whether you are going to die based on your heart rate."

"..."

Irena's eyes widened when she heard these words, and cold sweat rolled down her cheeks: "This...isn't it right? Even if I have a cold...how could my majestic Ash Witch do such a thing..."

wrong!

It's possible!

Recalling the video that An Yi took out before, Irena felt for the first time how stupid she was when she caught a cold.

In that situation, I would let An Yi touch her chest...

It's not impossible, is it? !

Her expression was completely frozen, and her purple eyes were fixed on An Yi: "You, you... Could it be that you really touched it?"

"Touched?"

An Yi seemed a little strange.

"It's just boob touching!!!"

Irena insisted and said: "Even if you don't have common sense, you should know how to refuse, right?"

"terribly sorry."

An Yi glanced at Irena: "Facing the cute, weak, and flower-like appearance of the sick beauty of the Ash Witch, I think that as long as it is a man, it should be uncontrollable."

Uh--

Irena opened her mouth reluctantly.

Then with a flick of gray hair, he hugged his chest and said, "That's right! It's normal for a man to be unable to hold back a beauty like me!"

As she said that, she picked up the hot water cup next to the bedside table and planned to take a sip.

Then--

"right."

An Yi greeted me blankly: "So even if I did something other than touching my chest, I think the great Ash Witch should forgive me."

puff! ! !

Irena's eyes widened.

He looked at An Yi with an incredulous expression.

and many more.

What did An Yi just say?

did something else...?

What are the other things! ?

Irena's expression changed instantly from the calmness just now.

She can no longer maintain the appearance of 'everything is under the control of this witch' as ​​before: "Wait! What are you doing other things! Hey! You guys are not treating me.. .”

Irena was flustered: "Are you kidding!? You must be joking, right?"

"I did do other things."

An Yi didn't mean to deny it.

"Ugh..."

Irena who heard An Yi's words was completely stunned.

The main reason is that she never thought that she would hand herself over under such circumstances.

It's simply...

I still have travel to do!

And An Yi is not from my world!

Even if you are married, there are other things to deal with, right?

For example, what is the child's surname, is it called Ann, or is it taken from her name.