[DEAA-046]

Erin Who's the JAV actress in this video? Amateur? Name revealed!

Summer. The cicadas' cries clung to the air, and on the tatami mat, Erin in her school uniform was slick with sweat. Sweat ran from her forehead to her temples and down her neck, her shirt sticking to her skin. She sat seiza in front of a cushion, tapping it—thump, thump-thump, thump—but it shifted slightly. "Hmm... that's not it..." she breathed softly, feeling the heat herself. She wiped her sweat with her palm, her damp fingertips touching her thigh. For a moment, she paused, took a deep breath, and tapped again. "...Ah, I think I like that one," she murmured. Thump, thump-thump. It was more aligned than before, the dull sound of the cushion and the cicadas' cries overlapping like a heartbeat. The sliding door slid open quietly, and her childhood friend, a boy named Koume, entered. "Is the live already starting?" she asked, turning around, noticing his slightly ragged breath. "Huh, since when were you there?" "A little while ago... The rhythm was good," he said, looking away. Feeling a bit flushed from being watched, she asked, "Really?" and he nodded lightly. As she stood up, the trapped heat under her skirt escaped. She took a piece of paper from the desk and held it out. "Hey, look at this." "What is it?" "...Lyrics. I wrote them yesterday." "Huh, you already finished them?" "I don't know if they're finished," she paused, then added, "...I wrote them imagining your voice." With a slightly surprised look, he replied, "For real?" "Yeah," she said, stepping closer, the distance between them shrinking. "So, try singing them," she urged. The session began. She started singing softly while looking at the paper, tapping the cushion from a distance where their breaths mingled. Thump, thump-thump. When it slipped slightly, he pointed out, "A bit fast," and she said, "Sorry," looking at him with a small smile. Once more, thump, thump-thump. This time it matched, voice and rhythm overlapping. Closer than before, she noticed the distance had shrunk. "Should we do the chorus one more time?" "Yeah. I'll tap it right this time." Thump, thump-thump. The chorus ended, silence. Only the cicadas' cries echoed. Close. Their eyes met at a distance where their breaths touched, both breathing a little heavily. "...This is kind of nice," she said. "Yeah," he replied, silence. Their gazes didn't break. "Should we really start a band?" "Just the two of us?" "For now," she said with a small laugh. But they didn't pull apart. She closed her eyes, hesitated for a moment, then touched him. Lips. They parted just slightly, but the distance remained. Their breaths mingled, neither saying anything. The cicadas' cries grew louder.