"I can't understand either of your thoughts, but I have no choice but to catch up… Masaru, mine too! Hit my chest!"
Iria thrust out her chest with the beautiful posture of a female knight.
"Yeah. Leave it to me!"
Skaa!
"..."
"..."
"Masaru?"
I tried to slap Iria's breasts.
…But, well, how should I put it, because the target was small I completely missed.
"No, it's not flat by any means and the size is nice and manageable, but compared to Ana-san's huge breasts…"
Her breasts were too flat for a side-breast slap.
And if I hit them from the front it would just become a pro-wrestling reverse horizontal chop, meaning a simple attack on the chest.
To be honest, compared to Ana-san's huge breasts, Iria's looked like they had low defense. They might be firm, but they seemed like they would take HP damage easily and didn't look like they had the elasticity to disperse impact…
"Masaru. If you can't hit Iria's breasts, then hit her ass!"
"Yeah!"
