Chapter 14
If you make your friend cry, you're a bad child.
‘No! At this rate, he might start going wee-woo, wee-woo and crying!’
I quickly threw my arms around the mister and comforted him, gently stroking and patting his back.
And then—
He suddenly pulled me into a tight embrace.
“(Mister?)”
He hugged me so tightly that I could barely breathe, so I struggled in his arms.
Just then, I heard the sound of his heart pounding wildly against his chest.
It was beating so fast that I thought it might burst, so I quickly stopped struggling.
The mister was muscular, which made his embrace stiff and hard. The smell of sweat mixed with a faint scent of cigarettes, making my nose hurt, too.
Still, I decided to let him hold me quietly.
I couldn't help it.
The deep sighs escaping him and the violent trembling of his body…
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