Pajama Moe Girl * Yua

"That was delicious!"
Yua set her chopsticks on her bento box and sighed a happy, full sigh.
"What should I have for dessert?"
"You're still going to eat? You're gonna get fat," I warned.
"I'm good, I'm good. I'm the type that doesn't gain weight, see?"
"Too late, you're already chubb----ouch!!"
Her chopsticks struck me right in the tender spot on my forehead.
"It's okay to gain weight. I'm a pochari girl. Pocha is in vogue."
"What is that? Pocha-girl? You just have a complex about those yama-girls. Give it up."
"You're not holding back, are you! Because I already got mad."
Yua smiled as she walked around and embraced me from behind.
"Tee hee hee."
"Wh, what are you doing!?"
"I'm still huuungry. I want to eat dessert."
She softly patted my bulge of my pants. Even through the cloth
I could feel her delicate touch.
"You're warm."