My Boss, A Clear And Perfect Beauty Who's An Elite Police Bureaucrat, Turns Out To Be My Sweet And Doting Childhood Friend Who Loves Me Dearly At Home. - Chapter 53

Just a hug?

“No, no, I haven’t thought of anything indecent, not even the slightest… Yes, not at all.”

“Shinichi… you’re not convincing at all.”

Maho glares at Shinichi with a stern look.

Even Shinichi himself thinks he’s not being persuasive.

But he can’t possibly admit to looking at Maho with lecherous thoughts.

Knowing what’s going on inside Shinichi’s heart, Maho smiles gently.

“You could be honest with me. I wouldn’t dislike you for something like that.”

“But, are you really…?”

“I’m serious. After all, I’m your childhood friend.”

“For instance, if I had thoughts of licking all over Maho’s body—”

“What, you’ve thought about licking me all over!?”

“That’s, that’s just an example. Just an example!”

“If Shinichi wants to lick me all over, I guess I’m okay with it…”

“You’re okay with it!?”

“I said I wouldn’t dislike it… Maybe it’s okay if it’s Shinichi.”

Maho murmurs in a soft voice, leaning forward as if offering herself to Shinichi.

Shinichi panics.

“I really don’t intend to lick you, and I don’t want to either.”

“Then, what do you really want to do?”

Maho asks, looking up with innocent eyes.

Being stared at with such pure eyes, Shinichi becomes flustered.

“It’s a bit embarrassing to say.”

“I was embarrassed too when I licked your finger.”

“I didn’t ask you to do that…”

“So, you felt nothing when you saw me lick your finger?”

“I was a bit startled, yes.”

“Hmm,” Maho mutters, grinning.

(It’s no good. If I don’t say something, Maho might not forgive me…)

Shinichi thinks for a moment and stares intently at Maho. She seems flustered by just that.

It’s clear that Maho sees Shinichi as a member of the opposite sex.

“What…?”

“I wanted to hug you from behind.”

“So it’s just a hug? That sort of thing.”

Maho chuckles.

(I said it mildly, but I was really thinking about a lot more.)

Shinichi isn’t lying, but he’s not telling the whole truth either. No matter how much Maho says she wouldn’t mind, it’s embarrassing to voice his true feelings like “I thought the shape of your white legs and butt was erotic.”

Suddenly, Maho turns around.

“Here… um, go ahead.”

“Eh?”

“You wanted to hug from behind, right? I’ll let you.”

“But…”

“It’s okay. Alright?”

Her tone seems casual, but Maho’s nape is dyed bright red.

She must be embarrassed.

Shinichi hesitates, but it feels unmanly to not hug her when she’s gone this far (especially since Maho boldly executed what was almost a direct kiss).

When Shinichi gently touches Maho’s shoulder, she lets out a cute yelp.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine! Not embarrassed at all!”

“You don’t look it though…”

Shinichi then wraps his arms around Maho’s abdomen and hugs her tightly from behind. He feels the warmth and softness of her body, and his own body temperature seems to rise.

At first, Maho is stiff, but then she seems to relax and her tension melts away.

“Shinichi’s body is hard and rugged.”

“I’m a man, after all.”

“But it’s warm…”

Shinichi’s hands are on the soft area near Maho’s belly button, and she places her hands on top of his.

They touch each other like lovers, causing Shinichi to feel unsettled.

Does Maho realize what’s going on inside Shinichi’s heart?

“Hey, Shinichi. I haven’t had the chance to thank you… Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For saving me from the robbers who attacked the cash transport vehicle.”

“That was only natural.”

“Of course. You’re a detective, after all. But, you went to all that effort because it was me, didn’t you?”

“Definitely. I couldn’t stand the thought of something happening to you, Maho. The idea of never seeing you again terrified me.”

“I was so scared when I was kidnapped. I thought about how Rikako must have felt…”

“You weren’t hurt or touched, were you?”

Shinichi musters the courage to ask. Maho nods her head.

“That’s right. I wasn’t injured and nobody touched me.”

“I’m glad…”

“It felt like fate that it was you who saved me. In the vast city of Tokyo, where there are tens of thousands of police officers in the Metropolitan Police, it was you, Shinichi, who saved me.”

Maho speaks quietly, but her words are filled with an inexplicable warmth.

She truly believes it was fate.

Is it just Shinichi’s imagination, or is Maho’s body also getting hotter?

“Hey, are you really okay with just a hug?”

Maho asks in a whisper.