For a very, very long time, Akira had been pondering a question: Why is a classic, a classic?
Some say that a classic wasn't a classic when they were born; it only became one after being tested by time.
Others say that a classic is a classic because it can transcend eras and cultures to touch people's hearts.
Akira was more inclined to agree with the following view.
Because, when Sajuna blushed and asked him to help her measure her latest body dimensions, a sentence appeared in his mind.
A line Shakespeare once wrote in "Hamlet": "To be or not to be, it's a question."
To be or not to be, that is the question.
To reach out or not to reach out, that is a question.
To agree or not to agree, that is also a question.
To choose or not to choose to be a per...
Hmm, that doesn't count as a question.
Akira immediately made a judgment for himself; after all, his understanding of his own psychological orientation was very clear.
"Sajuna."
Akira looked down at Sajuna in his arms. Hearing Akira's voice, Sajuna lifted her flushed cheeks, observing Akira's reaction.
"Sajuna, how do you want to take these measurements?"
Akira gently stroked Sajuna's hair with a smile on his face.
Sajuna also touched her own hair, gently curling the pink tips with her fingers. She didn't smell anything strange, only the faint scent of the shampoo she had used in the morning.
Seeing Akira's calm expression, as if he were doing something completely ordinary, the shyness in Sajuna's heart quickly receded. Although she was still a little shy, she wasn't very nervous or uneasy. Because countless things had already happened with Aki-Kun before; if Aki-Kun had insisted a little more in the past, she might have been completely devoured by him, not leaving even a scrap behind.
Therefore, what Sajuna was thinking about more was how to let Aki-Kun feel her intimate affection for him.
After all, a relationship that is slowly cultivated needs to make the other person feel one's love at all times.
A monotonous life might feel comfortable to live, making people unwilling to step out of their comfort zone, but it will always feel dull in the end.
"I, I'll go prepare."
Thinking this, Sajuna slowly stood up from Akira's arms. Feeling a bit embarrassed to look into Akira's eyes, she walked towards her bedroom wearing her white T-shirt.
Watching Sajuna's hesitant movements, Akira couldn't help but advise: "Do you need my help?"
"Aki-Kun, don't try anything funny."
Sajuna's argumentative voice came from the room.
Akira couldn't help but chuckle.
Sajuna walked into the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her casual attire. Although it was a bit casual for home, she felt she hadn't lost her usual cuteness.
Clearly, Aki-Kun hadn't shown any dislike for this outfit either.
Sajuna felt that, knowing Aki-Kun as she did, he certainly wouldn't mind her dressing so casually.
After all, Aki-Kun had never been a rigid person.
She wasn't the type of girl who thought not wearing makeup was disrespectful to her boyfriend, so when she was with Aki-Kun, she didn't pay too much attention to constantly touching up her makeup.
Could it also be because she was cute all the time?
Thinking this, Sajuna couldn't help but cover her cheeks. She didn't know if it was because Shinju often praised her like this, but this thought was almost becoming a matter of course.
Sajuna reflected on herself for a moment, and then continued to think about what she should do next.
She gently touched her hair, seeing the two small ponytails tied on both sides of her hairstyle. She reached out and untied the hair ties, letting her hair slowly fall loose over her shoulders, giving her a different temperament than usual.
Does this look a bit better?
Sajuna couldn't be sure; after all, she didn't feel there was much difference.
It was the boys who often argued about so-called "mature-style" and "lolita-style" or whatever, even though she felt there was no difference at all.
Thinking of this, Sajuna's cheeks grew hot, because she suddenly realized that no matter how she dressed daily, Aki-Kun's answer was always that she was the cutest, and that he liked her the most.
The love words that repeatedly appeared in Sajuna's ears didn't seem inferior because of their monotony; on the contrary, because of the different scenes, different tones, and different distances when speaking, they brought Sajuna all kinds of different feelings.
It just made one feel as if they were about to completely sink into this simple love phrase.
However, the emotions contained in the love words, the tone, and the heartfelt joy when seeing the person one loves, all reminded her of the preciousness of these sentences.
Sajuna gently tightened her grip on the hem of her T-shirt. After hesitating for a moment, she lifted the oversized T-shirt she was wearing.
Beneath the clothing were a pair of slender legs and gray shorts with a cute anime pattern, and above the shorts was a smooth, flat abdomen.
Hesitating for a moment, as if realizing the shamefulness of doing this, Sajuna's hand holding her clothes began to slowly drop down.
However, since they were both adults, such things should be very normal between a boyfriend and girlfriend, right?
Sajuna cheered herself on in her heart, and although she didn't know if she had convinced herself, the hand pulling her clothes began to move upward again.
Standing in front of the mirror, Sajuna looked into the mirror with a bit of embarrassment.
It does seem a bit cute?
Sajuna hurriedly shook her head, driving the thought out of her mind.
Ending her self-examination in front of the mirror, Sajuna walked to her wardrobe and began to pick out clothes to wear for measuring her body dimensions.
Looking at the beautiful clothes inside, none of them were suitable for measuring dimensions.
After hesitating for a while, Sajuna took out the dark blue swimsuit she wore at school from the depths of her wardrobe.
Looking at the swimsuit in her hand, Sajuna's cheeks turned slightly red; after all, wearing a swimsuit at home was too strange.
But other clothes weren't very suitable.
She couldn't just wear underwear and let Aki-Kun help her measure.
That level of shame was something Sajuna herself couldn't bear.
Sajuna changed into the swimsuit she had taken out, took off the short socks she was wearing, and then sat down on the bed where she slept.
She was just about to call Akira in, but suddenly hesitated again.
She clearly wanted to offer Aki-Kun a benefit; after all, they were both adults, and her classmates had already done even more excessive things.
Aki-Kun still looked unhurried, which also made Sajuna a little unconfident.
But thinking about how Aki-Kun treated her daily, a look of happiness couldn't help but appear on Sajuna's cheeks again.
"Aki-Kun, I'm ready!"