Chapitre 1990: Can't Refuse

“Ichihara-san, I’ll check on your daughter. You can continue with the exercise now, right?”

“Y-yes. Go ahead, sensei. Thank you.”

Once I finished checking on Ichihara-san's form, I saved her from becoming more flustered every second that passed by leaving her side. I mean, she probably wouldn’t be able to cool down if I stayed around her. The short massage and the unexpected grab on her waist earlier took a toll on her already exhausted mental capacity. If pushed further, she might just collapse right there. Her forehead was already lined with sweat but it wasn’t because of the workout. It’s from her ever-increasing anxiety that she couldn’t really put down.

That’s why it’s best to give her some respite. After everything, Ichihara-san deserves some peace of mind. And I’m aware that I may aggravate it by staying close to her.