Demand for Custom Units

“Boing, boing... boobs...”

'Damn it...'

“You two seem surprisingly unfazed, huh?”

After we returned to the inn and had the lunch Inubosaki-san made,

we headed back to Tatsumin-san’s garage.

As expected, the two who’d accidentally flashed were dejected. Well, they still seemed able to joke about it, but Riko-senpai looked conflicted.

Or rather...

“What’s wrong, Kota-san? You’ve been red in the face. Could you be suffering from heatstroke...?”

“It’s nothing. Really, nothing.”

This is so awkward...