Chapter 1

Phew… Perhaps I’ll leave my training here for today.

But… is it, really okay… to ask, that…?

Don’t fret, Kinugawa. Despite what one may assume, Domeki-san is the type to respond to sincerity.

……

(How adorable of them to try and sneakily peer in. Is Muneuji bringing me another trainee?)

…But… …

You two. Are you really content with just staring?

Ah… um…!?

Apologies for interrupting your training, Domeki-san. Would you mind hearing Kinugawa out for a moment?

It’s not every day Kiroku wants something of me. Go on.

Um… would, you…

Would, you… mind, being… a model, for my… figure study…!

…Model? You’d like to draw my body, you mean?

Y-yeah…

I was the one to recommend you to Kinugawa, as someone who’s familiar with your wonderful musculature.

I doubt we’d have much luck finding someone with as magnificent a build as you even if we tried.

Haha, your admiration of my body is high as ever, Muneuji.

Naturally. The chemical reaction that will occur when something I find beautiful—that is, Kinugawa’s art—comes into contact with your muscles is something I wish to see as well.

Your enthusiasm is painfully clear. But… Kiroku, how about you?

I, do… want, to… …draw, you…

Now that’s not nearly enough, is it. Let go of your shame… and confess your burning desire to me. I’ll only respond with as much passion as you give.

Wah… uh… um…!

Please, let… me… -!

What a magnificent 90 degree bow.

Pff… haha, that’s certainly a way to do it. A high-schooler’s innocence isn’t so bad.

Fine then. I’ll go to your room tomorrow, Kiroku.

-…O, kay…!