Rooftop

TL/ED: Bogdi

Every time I walked down the corridor with Lydia, people turned around to see what was going on and paid attention to us. Of course, the "silver-haired Russian" seemed to stand out quite a bit.

Or maybe that's not the only reason.

 

Her beauty is like that of a goddess.

Her white skin glows like a snow landscape, and her b*****s are large for her small stature, so you can't help but notice her. If you're a boy, you're 100% sure to fall in love with her.

And so, to the rooftop.

We arrived at the rooftop and the first thing we did was check to see if anyone was there.

It was a hot summer day and no one was there. It's not like we're at the beach, no one would bother to come here to sunbathe.

It was too hot, but I walked Lydia to the railing. It's the only place we can talk.

I took a deep breath and started talking.

 

"...... Hey, Lydia."

"Hmm~?”

"At least stop kissing me. Even though it was a greeting, ...... everyone is watching."

"No, I can't stand it.”

"You can't stand it?"

Lydia nodded her head like a child, and brought her face close to mine.

She puffed out her cheeks a bit and it was ...... cute.

--It's not like that.

I try to think of a way to stop it, but I can't think of any. I'm not going to say, that it's the worst thing in the world to be kissed by a beautiful silver-haired russian girl. In fact, it's great. She smells good too.

However, it depends on the time and place.