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“Senku-chan,” Gen starts, aiming for breezy but landing somewhere close to breathless, “I can’t help but notice, we are alone in this lab.”
“It’s quiet,” Senku says, leaning in. Seriously too close. “And I’m testing the correlation between pressure, friction, and ejaculation latency through layered clothing. Control condition is polyester blend uniforms. You’re the variable, obviously.”
Gen blinks, his mouth twitching into a helpless smile. “Oh, obviously.”
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“Isagi.” Nagi’s voice is firm. I’m still here, too. “Let me join your team.”
He just wants to play football with Isagi. He wants to follow what the flame in his heart is telling him—and it’s telling him that he’ll learn not just about the frustration but so much more from this unknown creature named Yoichi Isagi.
Isagi lets go of Chigiri’s hand. He looks over to his two teammates from Team Z, nods his head, and turns to face Nagi again.
“Unfortunately, Nagi, my team is already full. You have to find someone else.”
In another world, Isagi didn't choose Nagi. In another world, Nagi yearns for what isn't his.
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- Part 4 of Colors of Light
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“You…” Itaru swallows, trying to ignore the fire pooling low in his stomach, and tries again. “You’re quite the expert, huh?”
Shinbashi hums, his free hand covering Itaru’s hand wrapped around the glass, thumb circling his skin that has Itaru shuddering. “The kinda expert ‘nough to be paid.”
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At that time, I certainly saw the light... the moment a person is reborn.
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Five times Yocchan cries because of the Neo Egoist League players, and one time he doesn't.