Ethan wasn't particularly obsessed with stockings, but they still gave him a bit of a thrill.
"Giggle~ It seems your body is more honest than your mouth," Emily said with a laugh, holding his right hand without any intention of letting go. "Boys liking stockings, I totally get it~"
Ethan didn't want to argue,instead, he began to reflect.
What had the system really brought him?
Apart from being seen as a pervert, he hadn't really enjoyed anything,he hadn't even experienced a real kiss.
He looked at Emily again, this woman who seemed to flirt as she held his right hand.
But that was it.
The feel of the girl's black stocking-clad long legs was indeed pleasant, but just touching them, aside from being frustrating, didn't solve the fundamental problem.
"Why are you clinging to me?" Ethan voiced his biggest confusion.
Emily was the school beauty, skilled and well-organized in both her capabilities and social interactions.