Around about the same time that Momoi was being surrounded by a mysterious masked gang in the shrine forest, Aomine Daiki was happening upon the luckiest moment of his life. The location was a corner of the road approaching the shrine. In Aomine’s right hand, he held the yakitori that he had bought, unable to wait for the return of Momoi. In his left hand, he held a photobook of Horikita Mai that he had won in a raffle with a ticket that Kise had given him. And right in front of him…
“It makes me happy that someone would look at my photobook even in this sort of place.”
H cup breasts pushing out against a thin camisole…, rather, Horikita Mai stood, smiling cheerfully.
Jaw going slack, Aomine compared the massive boobs… well the beautiful woman before him with the photobook in his hand. Same size… well same face. There was no mistaking it. It was Horikita Mai herself.
Horikita Mai glanced at Aomine’s photobook with her big bright eyes and asked,
“Where did you get that?”
“…I won it, in a raffle.”
“Wow, so my photobooks are being used as prizes. That’s amazing!”
What’s amazing is your boobs. In an attempt to burn the sight of those soft mounds into his memory, Aomine stopped blinking.
“Oh, I’ve got to get going. I only dropped by because I happened to see the festival while passing through.”
Bye-bye, she gave a small wave, and jiggling the breasts that were receiving Aomine’s heated gaze, Horikita Mai hurriedly turned on her heel. But as she did so, her heel got caught on the stone pavement and her body lurched forward. Aomine instantly spread his arm out and supported her using his left hand that held the photobook. Squeeze. He felt an indescribable sensation.
“!?”
Aomine’s breath hitched. Eyes widened and mouth gaping, the Teikou basketball ace completely froze up into a defenceless state. In this state he probably would miss all of his shots. Not that he was capable of thinking about such things right then, of course.
A momentary encounter with the fruit of his dreams.
“Thank you.”
As he watched the beauty run off, Aomine carefully held on to the arm that had touched her.
“…………..S’good.”