Murakami Yuu tightly pressed his lips together in silence, one hand on the table tapping rhythmically.
Anna Kinomiya had completed her dehumidification work and waited quietly on the side without urging him.
"President, I don't know how to tell you about this."
After much deliberation, Murakami Yuu spoke.
"Why? Is it something very difficult to say?"
Anna Kinomiya naturally had questions.
Her face still bore the flush that hadn't faded from before. A sweet fragrance vaguely drifted through the air, constantly stimulating Murakami Yuu's hormonal response through his sense of smell.
This isn't a question of whether it's difficult to say or not. Your family's educational principles are right there. It's not good for me, an outsider, to forcibly break them and instill physiological knowledge that your elders have strictly forbidden...
Murakami Yuu tried to speak several times but held back the words in his heart due to various concerns.
Meeting Anna Kinomiya's gaze, it was still as clear and full of curiosity as before, like a young deer walking on a forest path far from the city's noise, full of curiosity about unknown things.
Because of ignorance, she had no awareness of matters between men and women, which explained why she would make such an unguarded gesture just now.
Today it was him, but what if it had been someone else? In such an enclosed space, with Anna Kinomiya who lacked physiological knowledge and could be taken advantage of, what would happen?
Murakami Yuu didn't consider himself a saint, nor did he want to harbor malicious assumptions about others. But there would always be some people in the world with dark personalities and no scruples. Although Anna Kinomiya had careful protection from her family elders, there would always be times when care fell short. He himself was that exception.
What if she encountered such a person with ill intentions in the future? What would happen then?
Murakami Yuu sorted out his thoughts. Sometimes you still had to rely on yourself for protection. He needed to explain clearly to her what should and shouldn't be done.
"If Murakami-kun finds it difficult, it's okay not to say it. I've taken up your time today. I'm really sorry."
Seeing Murakami Yuu remaining silent with an uncertain expression, Anna Kinomiya thought she had done something troublesome and bowed her head slightly to apologize.
"No, it's not that I find it difficult. I'm just considering how to explain it so you'll understand clearly."
Since he had already made his decision, there was nothing more to worry about. But where exactly to start - even Murakami Yuu himself was somewhat hesitant.
Explaining that kind of knowledge to a female high school student who had absolutely no physiological knowledge and wouldn't even feel embarrassed about making such gestures toward the opposite sex - this behavior felt very perverted, but aside from that, there seemed to be some small excitement...
"President, you don't need to find it strange. That's a reaction almost every woman has. It's very normal."
Murakami Yuu put on a serious face. The explanation had begun.
"Every woman has it?"
"Yes, there's absolutely no need to find it strange."
"I see..."
Anna Kinomiya asked somewhat uncertainly:
"In other words, every woman who is looked at by Murakami-kun will have the same reaction as me?"
"No... it's not like that..."
According to what you're saying, my gaze would be more powerful than the hand of a master swordsman. Without even touching, just looking at them would make them wet.
Murakami Yuu realized the following explanation might be very difficult.
"Not every woman will have this reaction just from being looked at. They usually only have this reaction under certain specific actions. In your case, President, it's just that your constitution is more sensitive, so your reaction appears that... obvious."
Anna Kinomiya slowly nodded. She was somewhat curious about the "specific actions" in Murakami Yuu's words, but since it wasn't related to her, she didn't devote much curiosity to it. Her attention came to "sensitive constitution," and she drew inferences.
"A sensitive constitution - is it roughly like the difference between 'generally ticklish people' and 'extremely ticklish people'?"
"Right, that's a wonderful analogy. President, you belong to that 'extremely ticklish' type, so as long as there's the slightest action, you'll have a reaction."
"I see. I roughly understand the reason this situation occurs. But Murakami-kun, why do only you give me this peculiar feeling?"
"This..."
After thinking briefly, although there was a strange sense of déjà vu of corrupting a pure young girl, Murakami Yuu still decided to tell her honestly.
"It's probably because of our physical contact last time, which triggered something like an impulse event. The reason you only have this reaction to me should also be due to this reason."
"I don't quite understand. What impulse?"
"The autonomous behavior of bodily instinct hidden beneath the surface. Usually you're not aware of its existence, but after specific scenes and situations occur, it manifests. This may not be something you can control well."
Watching Anna Kinomiya digest and contemplate his words, Murakami Yuu decided it was necessary to instill some behavioral knowledge about physiology in her.
"President, please don't make the kind of gesture you just made toward any member of the opposite sex in the future. That's a very wrong thing to do."
"What's the problem with that?"
"There's a big problem. A girl's body can only be shown to someone she likes or her future marriage partner. This is absolutely a place where no compromise can be made."
"Even when I'm willing?"
This exchange had a slightly off nuance, but Murakami Yuu didn't pay too much attention and nodded very affirmatively.
Anna Kinomiya squinted and smiled thoughtfully.
"Don't worry, I won't make similar gestures like today toward other people. To be honest, aside from Murakami-kun, I've never had such thoughts about other members of the opposite sex. I even feel resistant to getting close to them. I don't quite understand why, but perhaps as Murakami-kun just said, it's related to the so-called impulse..."
"What I said today is just a rough explanation. If you really want to understand the reasons in detail, books containing normal physiological knowledge should satisfy your thirst for knowledge, President. The school library has them."
"I understand."
The previously warm, peachy atmosphere gradually dissipated during their conversation. After emphasizing once more not to casually make similar gestures toward other members of the opposite sex, Murakami Yuu stood up to take his leave.
The development beyond expectations had ended. There were still two little ones at home. He didn't know if they had finished the cat food he'd put in the bowl before leaving for school. He was somewhat worried and needed to go back early to check.
"Will you wait here for your family to pick you up, President?"
"Yes, I may need to wait a bit longer."
"Then I'll head back first."
"Please be careful on your way."
Murakami Yuu walked out of the student council room and closed the door.
The room quieted down, with only the sound of rain outside the window and the air conditioner delivering cool air.
Anna Kinomiya came to sit in the position where Murakami Yuu had just been. Her hand reached toward the table and picked up the teacup he had used earlier, slowly pressing it against her face.
Why have I become like this... I can't control myself...
Her legs pressed together, her face flushed, her eyes becoming hazy, her breathing gradually becoming disordered and heavy.
"Haa... ha, Murakami-kun... this is... Murakami-kun's... scent..."
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