Indeed, it was somewhat attractive.
Despite her innocent and cute doll-like face, she insisted on making a gluttonous, lustful expression. The strong contrast, coupled with her seductive school swimsuit, made the little thing seem both pure and lustful.
Haruka Yuzan lost focus for a moment, forgetting what he was supposed to do.
"Hehe, what's wrong? Mesmerized by the great Misaki-sama, huh!!"
Misaki Saki ran over barefoot, stood next to Haruka Yuzan, and proudly posed with her hands on her hips!
Imagine, a 1.49 meter-tall, junior high schooler-looking kid with pigtails, wearing a school swimsuit, shaking it in front of you. How would that feel?
Punch her, and she'd probably cry for a long time...
Her pale little legs, along with the school swimsuit's unique high-cut leotard design, felt both fragrant and soft, especially those lips created by the tight fit were quite tempting.
That place must be tender and rosy as well...
The sensation of something so tender it could weep.