Rescuing Yumi Tsuchiya

And the greatest spoil of war from this fight against Shiraki was…

Kanan's destined rival. One of the academy's Seven Greatest Beauties, a peerless beauty who stood alongside Kanan as a matched pair…

That she was now mine.

Strong… She had no Divine Arts, but her skill set was solidly useful all around.

Summon Gnome was the same idea as Haru's Summon Dryad, but its "permanently summonable" property made it even more convenient: she could call the Gnome out before a battle and bring it along. Summoned beasts didn't count toward the party headcount, so we could fight at full four-person strength from the start.

… Haru, you really pulled off that win. That said, her resistance to dispels was low.

From the elements on down, she was thoroughly weak to Sawako…

Her lustrous brown hair was hardly different from her days in Japan, but with the Earth element's blessing it had taken on an even more vivid sheen.

And then those gentle, lovely big eyes, the long lashes, the fair skin… and that splendidly large bust.

Even now, with my heart wholly devoted to Kanan, I had to admit her beauty was on par with Kanan's, with no easy way to choose between them.

… If only I could have seen her in her true radiance.

… But she was downcast, dim with gloom.

In her current dejected state, she was hardly a match for Kanan, who shone with happiness.

I decided a proper talk with Yumi was in order.

In particular, I called over the Japanese classmate members… Kanan, Sawako, Haru, Maika… so we could all talk together.

"… Tsuchiya-san, it's been a while."

"… It has been a while indeed, Naoto-sama. I am Yumi Tsuchiya, and I shall now be serving you anew as a slave.

"I look forward to your continued patronage."

Tsuchiya-san prostrated herself on the ground and offered an absurdly formal greeting.

"Tsuchiya-san, please don't. I know you were treated viciously under Shiraki, that you were deeply hurt.

"But no one here will hurt you. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again.

"… So please… stop debasing yourself with words like 'slave.'

"You are Yumi Tsuchiya. The eminent young lady of one of Japan's foremost noble houses.

"… The destined rival who clashed daily with Kanan Kazami right here.

"You are a noble, beautiful, deeply attractive young woman."

I lavished praise on her in her thoroughly dejected state.

"…!"

Twitch… A small reaction.

She raised her head, just a little, from where it had been pressed to the floor.

In game terms, it looked like

That kind of feel. Honestly, it would have been nice if it actually displayed that way.

But it did seem worth recovering her with praise.

"… Kanan, Sawako, Haru, Maika… Setsuna, you can join in too. Can any of you praise her for something?"

To my unreasonable demand,

"Tsuchiya-san, you're beautiful."

"Tsuchiya-san, you're cute."

"Your skin is fair and lovely."

"Your brown hair is so pretty."

"Your big eyes are gorgeous. Your long lashes are wonderful."

"The line from your back to the curve of your waist is wonderful."

"The lines of your thighs are gorgeous."

"Your ankles are slim and lovely."

"The shape of your toes is beautiful."

"Your fingers, too. The shape of your nails is beautiful."

They all chimed in praising her. Well, Tsuchiya-san was unimpeachably beautiful, so there was no shortage of material to compliment.

… I steered clear, for the moment, of her sexual features like her breasts and rear.

"… You really are cute."

When I said that, she finally lifted her face.

That kind of feel. It would have been nice if she had taken her hands off the floor and stood up. But at least she was getting into a posture for talking.

"… Please, raise your head.

"My companions and I see each other as equals. We like each other, and we're together because we want to be together.

"Even when they listen to what I say, it's because doing what each other wants is what we both want…

"So I'd like to do what I can for you, too.

"No more dominating or being dominated… no more of the standard Master-Garumon relationship. I want to build a relationship with you where we're equals, where we're both free. That's what I'm hoping for."

I said all that and held out my hand. But…

Tsuchiya-san looked at the hand and hesitated.

To her, Shiraki had been someone she'd at least trusted to a degree. The wound from being betrayed by him must have run deep.

She might be wondering if she'd be betrayed again, and so unable to bring herself to trust.

That was how it felt to me.

"… I understand. Of my own will, I shall serve you with sincere devotion."

And she bowed her head once more.

"Wait, no!"

Back to square one. I let out a loud cry without thinking.

Tsuchiya-san flinched and trembled.

"Ah, I'm sorry…"

That was no good, hurting an already wounded Tsuchiya-san even more.

I reflected on it and put some distance between us. Time for a strategy meeting.

"… The wound on her heart is too deep.

"Well, she's had her dignity trampled and been hurt for almost two years, hasn't she.

"Wounded and suspicious of everyone, it's only natural.

"But how do we get her to recover? In this state, are we just going to have to take months of long, slow time before her heart's wounds heal?"

I let out a small sigh.

"But just now, when you praised her, she recovered a bit, didn't she? Doesn't it feel like she's just one step away?"

Setsuna was being lighthearted about it.

"At her core, Yumi has guts. We won't have to wait that long.

"Isn't this where Naoto's God Hand comes in? If you give her your usual massage, surely she'll relax, won't she?"

That was Kanan's suggestion. God Hand, huh.

"But Tsuchiya-san's been touched by men up to now, and she's completely traumatized by it. If I try touching her clumsily…"

"Naoto, you're not clumsy at all, you're the best! Every single one of us was first captivated by Naoto's massage, and from there drawn to your character and your kindness, weren't we?

"It feels amazing, and it's so reassuring. Naoto's kindness comes through, it's the best communication there is."

Kanan was strongly pro-massage.

"I'll think about it… Hm…"

I glanced sideways at Maika. When it came to recovering from trauma, her experience might prove useful.

Maika picked up on it right away and thought it over.

"… Right, in my case the timeframe was short…

"And since I'd liked Naoto-kun from the start, just being near him was healing for me…

"Tsuchiya-san, did you happen to like Naoto-kun from the start? When you're rescued by someone you'd liked all along, it's like, 'Ah, my destined prince!' and your spirits get a huge boost.

"A captive princess being saved by a prince is wonderful, isn't it. I'm sure her heart's wounds would heal more easily."

Maika offered her usual maidenly opinion.

"… No, that can't be it. We were no more than acquaintances."

I had no recollection of any goodwill from Tsuchiya-san.

"… Eh, really?"

Haru cast doubt on my words… That was rare. Well, he always denied any negative remarks I made.

"Remember once when Tsuchiya-san offered to make Naoto-kun her slave?

"That offer was directed at Naoto-kun alone. When I saw it, I thought, 'Oh, so Tsuchiya-san understands how wonderful Naoto-kun is too,' and reappraised her a little."

"There was that, but… it was just because I was the only one defying Kanan, right?"

"… I just remembered. Yes, there was such a thing. Back then I just thought, 'It's another bit of harassment aimed at me,' and I was simply furious.

"But thinking back on it now, that wasn't it. If Naoto had said yes back then, Yumi would have been in a real bind.

"The eight-slaves-each setup was Eclair's directive. She couldn't increase that.

"And Yumi's eight slaves were members assembled with her family's circumstances factored in. She couldn't have swapped one out on her own discretion.

"Back then, I would have laughed it off as a lie and been done with it, but Yumi… Yumi hated lies.

"She wouldn't have done that.

"That she went and said it anyway means… she was harboring a feeling toward Naoto that went beyond reason, doesn't it.

"As expected of Haru! To have noticed it back at that point!"

"I was sensitive to anyone's feelings toward Naoto-kun… I knew Maika-san liked Naoto-kun too."

"My, well done. Even I wasn't clearly aware of it back then."

Maika sounded impressed.

"What about me? I liked Naoto from way back then too, didn't I!?"

Kanan asked her unreasonable question.

"… I thought you did. Unconsciously, you probably believed Naoto-kun would come save you."

Haru gave an unexpected answer.

"Aaaaah! Yes, that! That's it! Whenever I was watching Naoto, something just felt so frustrating, and I'd get inexplicably irritated! Aaah, that was it～! Haru, you're the best～!"

Kanan tugged Haru into a tight hug.

We were all impressed by Haru's unexpectedly deep insight.

"I-I… b-back then, I didn't think anything of Naoto at all!"

Sawako asserted.

"Sawako-san, well, that's true."

Haru agreed.

"Right? Hmph, this proves I was a faithful slave who devoted her loyalty solely to Kanan-sama.

"Well done, Haru."

Sawako patted Haru's head, good boy, good boy.

Back then, huh.

"So, are you saying you're not solely loyal to Kanan now?"

Maika couldn't help jabbing.

"T-That's not it! I-I, with regard to Naoto, I… y-yes, I just like him r-romantically, that's all! My master is Kanan-sama and Kanan-sama alone! I haven't acknowledged Naoto as my Goshujin-sama or anything!"

That was the line Sawako gave us.

"… Honestly, for me, that's the most flattering thing you could say…"

"… R-Really? Fufufu…"

Sawako gave a soft, fluffy laugh. She really had gotten cute, hadn't she…

Tsuchiya-san had been quietly watching us as we carried on our cheerful racket.

Eventually… she gritted her teeth, her shoulders shaking, and…

"Why!"

She cried out.

"Why is it!? Why… why did I alone have to suffer through such a horrible thing…?

"What did I do wrong?

"… I know. I was deceived by Shogo and the others, by their seemingly suave, gentle, faithful-looking exteriors, and I failed to see through to their true natures.

"I was incompetent!

"… But, even so… is that a crime grave enough to deserve being put through something like this…!?

"It's impossible! There's no way to know someone's true nature unless it really comes down to it!"

Drip, drip… Yumi's tears fell.

… Well, it was true that Shiraki's mimicry had been well done back in Japan.

I'd thought he was a worthless guy from early on, though. When he hit people, he was grinning while doing it.

Failing to see through to that wicked, cruel side of him… was, well, what should I say…

I did think she was too soft-hearted.

"But I don't think it's your fault, Tsuchiya-san.

"… Or rather, in the original world, you were strong.

"Even if those eight, Shiraki and the rest, had banded together in the original world and tried to assault you…

"You could have driven them off all by yourself.

"You were strong enough that you could afford to ignore the feelings of the weak. To tell someone like you, 'Pay more attention to the weak,' is asking the unreasonable.

"Being thrown into another world and reduced to a slave who can't refuse orders, that's beyond anything you could have foreseen.

"The only thing that was wrong was that you got sent to this world."

That was my analysis.

"… This world… isn't all bad. The Garumon Battles were fun for me too.

"It was fun to keep getting stronger… to climb higher by my own strength, not the family's.

"Shogo only cared about his own advancement. Maybe he wasn't all that interested in Garumon Battles, since he didn't say anything unnecessary during combat, so I was free to play it my way…

"That part was fun.

"Which is why losing was bitter…"

She glared sidelong at Sawako.

… I see, so that was part of why Yumi was depressed.

The flame of competitive spirit had been lit, a good sign.

"In that case, with Naoto, I guarantee you'll get to fight to your heart's content.

"Take me, for example: if I weren't with Naoto, I'd be a Garumon nobody could put to good use. Even this time, when I was cut off from Naoto, I lost.

"… But together with Naoto, I can become the strongest Garumon there is.

"Yumi, you are my… destined rival! You can absolutely become that too."

Kanan offered her assurance.

"…!"

A flame kindled in Tsuchiya-san's eyes.

… Maybe Kanan really was the best one to talk to her.

"… In other words, the reason I lost was… that my Goshujin-samas up to now were the problem, and…

"If I fight together with Naoto, I won't lose…?"

Oh, Tsuchiya-san's pride was steadily recovering.

"Mm, exactly. The compatibility was certainly bad against Sawako-san, but if Tsuchiya-san unleashed her true ability under Naoto-kun… I could never beat her."

Haru, who had fought her, gave that assurance.

"…!"

Her face brightened… Haru's words seemed to go straight in. Tsuchiya-san's expression grew much brighter, and she rose up out of her dogeza posture.

"… Thank you, Kanan, Haru… I've largely got my confidence back. Of course, a loss is a loss.

"I'll accept it honestly…

"My dignity as a person had been crushed, and the last thing left to lean on was… that as a Garumon I was strong, that I was excellent.

"With even that denied, I'd snapped clean in two.

"… The element matchup couldn't be helped. If I fought Eclair-sama one-on-one, I could absolutely beat her.

"Eclair-sama's Thunder element wouldn't work on me at all!

"That doesn't mean I'm a Garumon superior to Eclair-sama, though… At any rate, there's no need to be that depressed about it."

Saying so, Tsuchiya-san reassessed herself.

… Ah, thank goodness. She was recovering quite a bit.

Soon we'd be able to talk normally.

"… Um, Tsuchiya-san. You've become my Garumon, but as I said before, I don't want to force anything on you.

"Whether you fight together with me, please decide freely."

… That was what I said, but if she actually said, "Then I'd like to be free. Make me an NPC," would I really comply?

After all the trouble I'd gone through to get her?

I hadn't even properly touched these breasts, hadn't even kissed her… was I really going to let her go? My dream of having sex with Kanan and Yumi, the academy's twin pillars of beauty, lined up on my left and right!

… If it came to that, I'd be so frustrated I'd weep tears of blood.

So I yearned for her madly…

But even so, stronger than any such ulterior motive was the half-pretentious feeling of wanting to save a girl in pain.

For that, I was willing to give up this charming Yumi Tsuchiya.

"…"

Yumi finally thought it through with her own heart. And then…

"Kanan also… said it, didn't she. That I was… her destined rival. For me, it's the same.

"To settle things with Kanan, the best place to be is right beside Kanan.

"… From here on, I look forward to your continued favor."

That was what Tsuchiya-san said.

"… Thank you. I'm so relieved…"

I felt enormously relieved.

"Yes, welcome! Yumi. From the bottom of my heart, I welcome you!"

Kanan smiled happily too.

"… Kanan, you've… changed."

A slightly more relaxed Yumi said so.

"Right? Fufufu, when a girl falls in love, she changes. You'll understand soon, Yumi."

"… Will I, now. I, of the venerable, traditional nobility, can hardly imagine drowning in love like some nouveau-riche upstart such as yourself."

Bit by bit, she was reclaiming her old tone.

"Hah. If that 'tradition and pedigree' of yours keeps you from honestly throwing yourself into Naoto's arms, that's pitiful.

"Well, Naoto would embrace that pride of yours and hold you tight, all of it together."

"Hmph!"

"Hmph!"

Each held their ground stubbornly and looked away for a moment.

… Just like before.

"… Heh."

"Fufu…"

The two of them laughed together.

"I really am… so glad you've come over to our side, Yumi. Let's go back to how it was before, fighting all the time, competing with each other.

"This time, the contest is over which of us can make Naoto have more fun, feel better, be happier.

"There's no contest more worth striving for!

"… Don't you think so?"

Kanan called gently to Yumi.

"Honestly, Kanan… that Kanan really has changed.

"Really… Kanan… Kanan… uu, uuu…!"

Yumi… abruptly spilled tears… and burst into sobs.

"… Kanan… U-uuu… Kanan…! I wanted to see you, I wanted to see you! I wanted to, all this time, I wanted to see you…!"

And so Yumi cried.

"Fufufu, Yumi, you did your best, Yumi… I have no confidence I could have endured if I'd been in your position.

"You really are amazing… But from here on, I won't lose either, you know…"

As she spoke, Kanan held Yumi tenderly and stroked her head.

… The two of them really were close friends of the same standing.

Ah… Tsuchiya-san was going to be all right. It might not be immediate, but… she would surely recover.

That much I could be sure of.

Because, just as Kanan said, she was very strong.

Most women, on coming to this world, would give up on themselves and end up entrusting everything to their master.

Two long years. They had to have felt like an eternity.

… And yet, while being treated this brutally, she had held her virginity… that one last line… for nearly two years. That was no ordinary strength.

A Tsuchiya-san this strong, staying broken-hearted forever? There was no way.

And on top of that, she had companions to support her now…

"Truly, thank you, Naoto. For rescuing me."

"Not at all. Saving the princess is the prince's role, after all."

Remembering what Maika had said, I tried a little flashiness.

"…! Fufufu…"

Maybe she still wasn't quite back to her usual self.

For her cheeks to redden so easily at a line like that from me.

"… Even so, are you really telling me to go back to my true self?

"… If you kept me as your slave, you could make me do whatever you liked.

"… My true self, needless to say, is the high-born princess of Tsuchiya.

"If I'm truly to be free, never again will I let a man… so much as touch me.

"Are you seriously thinking I'd permit you the use of this body of mine?"

Tsuchiya-san asked. Somehow, she was steadily returning to her usual self.

"That's what's good. The true Tsuchiya-san is the most beautiful, most attractive one.

"I want to do my best so that someday, that most beautiful, most attractive Tsuchiya-san will turn my way."

"… I-Is that so…"

For Tsuchiya-san, being called beautiful or attractive should have been par for the course. For all that, she was rattled.

"H-Hmph… w-well? In that case, I'll grant you the chance to curry my favor.

"… I hear you're skilled at massage.

"I just heard about it earlier.

"… I'll grant you the opportunity to demonstrate. Try your hardest to loosen me up.

"Just don't touch my breasts or genitals; I won't forgive that."

So saying, Tsuchiya-san…

Sharan, sharan… slipped out of the Gem Spirit Garb Shiraki had handed her, and lay face down on the bed.

Even face down, the way she could so confidently strip fully naked… was it because she'd grown used to slave life…?

"… Don't get the wrong idea. With my high birth, occasions like changing clothes, being undressed in front of others, come around fairly often. Unless someone's staring intently at my genitals or something like that, having my naked body seen a little doesn't bother me."

"In that case, it's better for me too; you stripped down makes the massage easier."

I straddled Tsuchiya-san's back.

Hmm, what a beautiful view from behind.

Her lovely back, and the line of her rear. The plump swell, the thighs taut and sensual.

Her breasts were so large that even from behind their swell was visible.

Ah… She was beautiful. It really wasn't empty talk that she was said to be Kanan's equal.

"All right, I'll start the massage… If you don't like it, or it scares you…

"If anything happens, tell me right away. I'll stop."

So saying… I gently touched Tsuchiya-san's hair first.

"… Fwa, ah, ahh…"

I gently stroked the silky, supple strands. The smooth, pleasant hair, I combed through gently.

"Ah, ah, ahh… ha, haaa…"

Tsuchiya-san let out a sigh like she was at ease.

… Looked like she was okay.

From the back of her head to around her neck.

And then… down to her back.

"Ha, ah, ah, ahh… haa… ah…"

Tsuchiya-san sighed quietly.

… I'd been worried whether being touched by a man would stir up disgust or shock… but for now, it seemed all right.

At this rate, gradually applying more strength should be fine too.

I worked her from her back down toward her waist, gradually firming the massage.

"Ha, ha, ah, ah, ahhh… nha, ah, ah… haaa…"

Tsuchiya-san's voice grew progressively… sweeter, more melting.

Eventually… about fifteen minutes in.

Shururu…

I placed my fingers along the muscles of her back, and with my whole palm, rubbed boldly upward and downward, top to bottom.

It was the strongest part of a back-only massage.

"Haaaaaa～! Ahaaaaa～!"

Tsuchiya-san was already moaning out loud. She got onto all fours, and as I rubbed her back,

Purun, purun, her large breasts shook.

"… And, yo."

Finally, I gave a firm squeeze around her hips.

"Nhaaaaaaa～!"

Bushu, bushuuuuu!

All right, perfect.

Tsuchiya-san had splendidly squirted.

To make her squirt without ever touching her breasts, her crotch, her butt, or any other erogenous zones…

My massage might have gotten even better.

"How was it, did it feel good?"

"Ha, ha, ah, ahhh…"

Tsuchiya-san was melted, dazed… She rolled onto her back and lay there limp and drained.

"… T-Tsuchiya-san, your breasts… they're showing."

Her white, beautiful, large breasts and translucently pink nipples… and that thinly-haired crotch, fresh and flushed from her squirting…

"Haa, haa… d-didn't I… say…? I-I'm… high-born… so being seen naked… is fine…"

No, surely that didn't mean it was fine to be seen with her whole body damp with sweat and lewd juices dripping from her crotch…

"A-At any rate… I-I… it wasn't… half bad.

"As one of high birth, I'll have to bestow a reward…

"… M-My breasts, you may touch them.

"D-Don't get the wrong idea. It's not that I want you to touch them.

"… But going on living with the trauma those eight inflicted on me… I'd hate that more.

"If it's your fingers… maybe I can overcome the trauma…

"But the moment I dislike it, I'll have you stop right then!"

Tsuchiya-san insisted.

"… Thank you. Being allowed to touch Tsuchiya-san's breasts is the best reward there is."

And so I touched her ample breasts.

… Ah, what melting softness, what wonderful breasts. Their softness was very like Kanan's, truly splendid…

"… Khya! Ahi, n, ahii…!"

Twitch, twitch, twitch.

Just from my lightly stroking her breasts, Tsuchiya-san was incredibly sensitive.

With each squeeze, lewd juices spilled and dribbled from her crotch.

At first I just touched gently and softly, but I gradually built up the strength. Munyo, munyon…

I boldly kneaded Tsuchiya-san's large breasts.

"Ah, ah, ahh… s-something like this, for the first time… nha, ha, ah, ah…"

Tsuchiya-san was completely melted with pleasure.

… Was she okay? Wasn't she a little too weak to pleasure…? She'd held out against Shiraki and the rest for nearly two years, so I'd thought she was tough against it…

Could it be that she'd hardly been feeling any pleasure at all?

Apparently I was good at it… but I was just kneading normally without any special effort…

Eh, were Shiraki and his guys really that bad? They were at least handsome enough to be popular back in the original world…

Maybe on coming to this world, they'd decided they didn't have to be considerate of girls anymore.

After all, the girls were absolutely obedient and would follow any order.

It didn't matter if she disliked it or got angry, so they lost their consideration and got bad at it.

Or maybe they were already terrible back in Japan to begin with, who knew.

Well, those guys were no longer my concern. What mattered was that Tsuchiya-san was getting to feel good now.

"You okay? If you don't like it, I'll stop…"

"D-Don't stop. It feels… good… what they did to me that I hated… maybe with you… I don't hate it… n-next… k-kiss me."

Tsuchiya-san pleaded.

"Mm…"

I tried it gently, softly… first a kiss where our lips just lightly touched. I could faintly feel Tsuchiya-san's softness.

"… How was it?"

"… Ha, ahh… i-it's not… bad… harder…"

Chu, chu… A slightly longer kiss, lips firmly meeting. I could fully feel her soft lips.

"How is it?"

"G-Good… harder…"

If she wanted it harder, then… finally, deep.

I stroked Tsuchiya-san's cheek, lightly opened her mouth, and pressed our lips together. Then I slid my tongue in.

First gently… softly, I traced the inside of her mouth with my tongue tip.

A sweet, numbing softness washed over me, and I melted into it.

… And while I did, I kept kneading her breasts.

Mouth and hands, both happy.

"Ha, ahh… nn…"

Yumi, at last, extended her own tongue and started licking around inside my mouth.

A passionate, deep kiss.

Kuchu, juru, chu…

We thoroughly entwined tongue with tongue.

"… Ha, ahhh… what… is this… a kiss is this sweet…? Ha, ahhh, it feels good, my brain's gone numb…

"I can't think of anything…"

Tsuchiya-san had gone dreamy. Hmm, since we'd already kissed, dropping the formal address would be better.

"Yumi."

I tried changing how I called her.

"… Naoto～…"

Tsuchiya-san… Yumi seemed pleased. All right, name change confirmed.

I kissed Yumi again.

While doing so, I kneaded her breasts harder.

At last, working to bring her to climax through her breasts. Gently, then firmly. When she was sufficiently worked up, I pinched her nipple.

"N, nnnnn!?"

Bikun, bikun, bikun, bushu, bushuu!

A second squirt. Yumi climaxed intensely.

"Ah, ah, ahhh… g-good, it feels good… t-this much… and I might be able… sex too… with you… I-I could… let you…"

Yumi said with a melted-out expression.

I gently stroked her head.

"… Calm down. There's no need to rush.

"That you found my fingers and my kiss good, that really makes me happy. I'm glad.

"From here on, let's get even closer, and once we both truly think we love each other… let's make love.

"To get to that point, I'll do my best too."

Saying so, I held Tsuchiya-san close.

I sure did want to have sex with Yumi, and maybe right now we even could… but it still felt too soon.

"… Ha, ha, ahh… y-you're right… I might've been… rushing things a little.

"For me, the princess of Tsuchiya, to so easily allow the last line to be crossed, no, that can't be right…

"To rein in your master when needed. T-That's a wonderful disposition, Naoto…

"What now, you're saying my eye wasn't wrong when I wanted you for my slave…"

Her confidence seemed to be coming back again.

"… Yes, I am Yumi Tsuchiya, princess of Tsuchiya! Kanan Kazami's rival!

"Kanan was right. The next contest is… you, Naoto! I'll show I can please you more than Kanan!

"And once I do, I'll have you sleep with me, so… be ready!"

Yumi pointed straight at me with conviction.

She still seemed somewhat scattered… but she had pulled herself back together quite a bit.

That beautiful Yumi Tsuchiya, overflowing with pride and confidence, I had been able to get her.

When I thought about it, I really was happy.