"Miss Sazanoko?"
Aoto was about four steps away from Sazanoko when he suddenly saw her falling towards the ground. His heart skipped a beat, and as he gasped in surprise, he instinctively darted forward, rushing to Sazanoko's side, reaching out to support the nearly falling Sazanoko.
Aoto's left arm passed over Sazanoko's back, holding her left shoulder; his right arm wrapped around Sazanoko's waist, supporting her right side.
In such a position after catching Sazanoko... Aoto immediately felt the delicate body in his arms stiffen noticeably.
Then, Aoto's body also stiffened in response.
Sazanoko's shoulders were very petite, with a width so outstanding it seemed like a masterpiece crafted by a Divine Being.
Her waist was slender, without a trace of extra fat.
Being held in Aoto's embrace, Sazanoko awkwardly twisted her neck, raising her gaze to look up at Aoto, who was taller by a head, with a dumbfounded look.
