"Ah... a wasp..."
Shikiya Yumeko's voice came from the stall, sounding completely devoid of panic or distress.
"It seems Shikiya-senpai is very brave."
Sora commented softly.
At least much braver than Tiara.
However, the next second.
The gyaru senpai's voice came out again.
"Help... help..."
You only know to cry for help now, your reflex arc is way too long!
"If you have the energy to cry for help, then hurry up and come out."
Sora said quickly.
"So tired... I don't have the energy to get up..."
Under the threat of the wasp, Shikiya Yumeko's speaking speed was noticeably faster:
"Sora... help..."
"Izumi-kun, that wasp hasn't come out yet!"
Basori Tiara's voice was frantic.
"Senpai, don't move around. As long as you stay quiet, the wasp most likely won't attack you."
Sora quickly reassured her.
"The door... isn't locked..."
The gyaru senpai's voice came from the stall.
"Eh?"
Hearing this, Tiara hurriedly stepped forward and gave the door a push. She realized the stall door really wasn't locked, and it swung wide open with a casual push.
The next second.
A fair-skinned gyaru senpai sitting on the toilet came into their view.
So white.
Sora's first thought was so white.
The gyaru senpai probably rarely went out in the sun; the skin on her thighs was exceptionally snow-white and delicate. Coupled with the black underwear at the crook of her knees, the strong contrast made her skin almost glow.
What?
You ask why there's black underwear at the crook of her knees?
Sitting in a stall is naturally to take care of bathroom needs. It's not like she's eating benjo-meshi!
"Ehhhhh?!"
Upon seeing the situation clearly, Basori Tiara instantly let out a soft cry. She hurriedly raised her right hand, swiftly covering Sora's eyes, her voice frantic with shame:
"Izumi-kun, don't look!"
I'm sorry, I've already seen everything.
Basori Tiara's voice was frantic:
"Yumeko-senpai, hurry up and put your clothes back on, ahhhhh!"
Exposing yourself in front of a boy, why isn't there any expression on your face at all!
"Ah..."
Shikiya Yumeko's voice was weak. Her pretty face showed completely no shame as she tilted her head to look:
"Legs are so sore... can't get up..."
"Where's the wasp?"
Basori Tiara nervously looked left and right.
"I don't know..."
"Izumi-kun, close your eyes and absolutely no peeking. I'll go in and bring Yumeko-senpai out."
Basori Tiara bit her lower lip tightly, quickly making a decision.
"Received."
Sora silently turned around, having absolutely no intention of peeking.
However, the next second, the annoying buzzing sound echoed in the air again.
The wasp that had disappeared just now reappeared, swooping down with a buzz buzz buzz.
"I-It appeared again."
Basori Tiara was startled. Coupled with the slippery restroom floor, she almost fell.
"Careful."
Fortunately, Sora had quick reflexes. He swiftly reached out his right hand and snatched Tiara back.
But in the chaos, Sora couldn't judge the position well.
His right hand, originally intending to grab Tiara's waist, quietly shifted position under Tiara's frantic, shameful struggling, landing on another spot.
Squeeze~
A heavy, soft object filled his palm, making Sora involuntarily think of a slime monster.
"Ah..."
The girl's trembling, low hum abruptly rang out.
Tiara widened her eyes blankly, her pretty face rapidly flushing red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"O-O..."
Sora quickly withdrew his right hand, his face full of righteousness:
"If I said that was an accident just now, would Tiara-san believe me?"
"..."
Basori Tiara parted her pink lips, tightly covering her chest with both hands. She had already crouched down on the ground, white steam rising from her head, too ashamed to speak.
(E-Even if it was an accident, you still touched it, right?)
(I'm clearly not your girlfriend, yet I was touched...)
(I'm... I'm not going to be able to get married anymore, am I?)
"Leave that wasp to me."
Looking at the wasp circling in the restroom, Sora's gaze sharpened, and he decisively took off his shoe.
Lock onto target.
Predict trajectory.
Sora jumped up on the spot, swatting with the shoe in his hand like lightning.
Smack!
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the black-and-yellow wasp killer crashed on the spot, falling to the ground unable to fly again.
"My ears are finally quiet."
Sora bent down to put his shoe on. Turning his head to look at the stall, he saw the gyaru senpai showed completely no sign of getting up. She hadn't even pulled her underwear up, her face devoid of any shame.
Helplessly averting his gaze, Sora looked at the girl with straight bangs crouching on the ground, saying softly:
"Tiara, the wasp has been shot down. You go help Shikiya-senpai out first."
"I-I know..."
Basori Tiara's pretty face was burning hot. Keeping her small head down, she didn't dare to meet his eyes, but she didn't flee in a panic. Instead, enduring her shame, she stood up, ready to go in and help.
"I'll step outside first."
Sora announced, preparing to leave first.
Basori Tiara finally remembered this was the women's restroom and hurriedly nodded:
"Izumi-kun, hurry up and go out. If someone comes and bumps into you, it'll be trouble..."
Before she finished speaking, footsteps and girls' chatting voices suddenly sounded in the hallway.
Sora: "..."
Tiara: "..."
Speak of the devil! You must have a jinx physique!
The footsteps grew clearer, clearly heading toward the restroom.
"No, you can't be discovered!"
Basori Tiara instantly panicked. She hurriedly grabbed Sora's right hand and pulled him into the stall.
Bang.
The door closed.
Basori Tiara quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as we hide in the stall, we definitely won't be discovered.
But there's one more thing...
"Yumeko-senpai, hurry up and get up."
Basori Tiara looked down, calling out softly.
"Can't get up..."
Shikiya Yumeko was still sitting on the toilet, her clothes disheveled, her face showing completely no shame, like Jiang Taigong sitting calmly while fishing.
As they were talking, the footsteps outside had already entered the restroom.
"Izumi-kun, close your eyes."
To avoid being discovered, Basori Tiara could only stand on her tiptoes. With her pretty face flushed red, she leaned close to Sora's ear and whispered:
"No peeking, I'm going to help Yumeko-senpai up."
Sora turned his back, his expression unchanged:
"Rest assured, if I want to look, I'll look openly."
Tiara: "..."
To actually want to look openly, Izumi-kun is so lewd!
"Phew..."
Basori Tiara took a deep breath. Blushing, she helped Shikiya Yumeko up.
"Underwear..."
"Put your underwear on yourself, ahhhhh!"
"..."
Thump.
A soft sound echoed behind him, sounding like someone sitting on the toilet.
Sora thought the matter was over. Turning his head, he realized Shikiya Yumeko was still sitting on the toilet with her clothes disheveled.
"Don't look!"
Basori Tiara hurriedly raised her hand, swiftly covering Sora's eyes, and whispered again:
"I can't hold Yumeko-senpai up with one hand, so I don't have a way to help her pull up her underwear... Please, Izumi-kun, help hold her up, and I'll help put her underwear on."
The corner of Sora's mouth twitched slightly, his tone faint:
"I have a proposal."
"Eh, what is it?"
"How about we just give up on rescuing Senpai?"