You’re Just… Too Nice – Part 03

Tomonori rolled onto her side. I could faintly see the outline of her bra through her back.

Steeling myself, I slid my hand inside her sweatshirt.

I’d been a girl once. Because of that, I’d touched a bra before, and I even knew how to fasten one behind my back. Well, Sera helped me a bit with that part.

Anyway, I just needed to pop open the hook in the back.

It was just her back. Just her back. Just her…

Huh? It wasn’t there. There ain’t no hook! What the hell?

Wait, I’d heard about this. There were bras that fastened in the front instead of the back. Was it one of those?

A front-hook bra. The kind you almost never saw.

Then why did she roll over with her back facing me? Did she forget because she usually didn’t wear this type?

Well, expecting sound judgment from