Translator: Saitama-sensei Editor:Ryunakama
217. Entrance Exam and Valentines Day 
Seating in her usual seat, the president spoke with a tense look on her face.
「A-Allen-kun… Could you sit here today?」
She said, patting the seat next to her.
I sat down there without asking why.
For a few seconds after that, we simply looked at each other and kept silent.
(Should I, as the man, broach the subject?)
When I was thinking about that,
「I-Isn’t it kind of getting hot?」
She said in a high-pitched voice and for some reason loosened her uniform tie and unbuttoned her uniform around her chest.
From the gap in the uniform, I caught a fleeting glimpse of her vibrant skin and the mounds on her chest.
I try not to be conscious of it, and said the first words that came to mind.
「Eh, uh… It’s winter now, though?」
「…!? A-Ah, I made a mistake there.」
For a while after that, an indescribable atmosphere loomed.
(Was that the president’s joke right now?)
(A-As expected of Allen-kun, he’s a『monster of reason』. He definitely saw it a little, but he still kept calm.)
As the second hand of the clock slowly ticked the passage of time,
「A-Actually, onee-san can do palm fortune-telling!」
She suddenly brought up an unrelated topic.
「Yes, that’s right. I’ll specially read Allen-kun’s palm fortune today! C-Come on, show me your hand!」
When I held out my right hand as requested, for some reason, the president gulped and wrapped my hand in her slightly trembling hands.
「Hmm, hmm, I see…」
She bends over a little and traces my life line with her fingers.
Her smooth, slender finger ran across my palm. It tickled a little.
But right now I don’t care about such a small thing.
There was a more serious problem that I could do nothing about.
(T-This is not good, is it?)
Currently, the president was in a state of having loosened her tie and unfastened some buttons around her chest. Because she bent forward in such a state, I could see her pretty pale pink bra.
I mobilized all my reasoning power, and turned my eyes to the upper right corner.
「N-Nee, Allen-kun… Can I ask you a question to improve the accuracy of the fortune-telling?」
Her voice quivered slightly as she asked.
Asking questions during fortune-telling is a standard.
So I agreed without worrying about it.
「O-Okay, I am gonna ask you now.」
The president said, and exhaled loudly.
「W-What is your favorite chocolate flavor?」
With the afterglow of the sunset reflected by the moist surface of her eyes, and her sun kissed face, she tilted her head.
I lost my words seeing that cute gesture.
「C-Chocolate flavor? Let’s see… If I were to say one, it would be slightly sweet milk chocolate.」
It doesn’t seem to have much to do with fortune-telling, but I decided to answer it honestly.
「M-Milk chocolate, yes!?」
I don’t know what on earth the president was so happy about, but she made a small guts pose with both hands with a gleam in her eyes.
If she does that in a state of bending forward, naturally, her breasts will be emphasized more than ever.
I was captivated by the overwhelming presence for a moment, but immediately shook my head and stared at the empty space.
I felt my heart beating faster and my body temperature rising.
(I-It’s a bit difficult to continue the conversation in this state.)
I decided that and cleared my throat.
「What is it?」
「I-It would be helpful if you could fasten the buttons around your chest.」
The president has been doing strange things for a while, but apparently this was an accident.
She hurriedly fastened the buttons, tied her tie tightly, and fell silent with her face flushed.