Climax, Climax.

“Put it over there.”

“Here?”

“Yeah.”

Miyuki roughly moved my clothes aside and put hers into the empty space.

After neatly folding three T-shirts and two pairs of shorts into the storage cabinet, she opened the drawer below and glanced at me.

“Look away...”

It wasn’t as though I hadn’t seen it once or twice before, so why was she being so shy?

A woman’s heart was truly mysterious.

Without arguing, I obediently turned around. When Miyuki said she was finished, I nodded.

When I checked the storage cabinet, Miyuki’s uniform blouse and skirt were hanging beside my uniform...