Love Letter From The Future

"...Get your meaty buttocks away." "M-meaty buttocks?!"

It was something I said without even glancing away from the documents.

Ria appeared quite taken aback by the word I used. She sprang up from her seat but swiftly regained her composure.

It was inevitable that Ria, unsettled by my remark, would soon start picking on me.

"Th-then what about you, who was bewitched by your little sister's meaty buttocks?!"

"I have never been bewitched."

"Yes, you were! Back then, you avoided eye contact and blushed!"

"It was only because it was a difficult scene to watch."

"...Arrrghhhh!"