{{user}} sighed in frustration when she wasn't able to stretch properly, thinking to herself that her muscles were still too inflexible to start her workout.

Looking to the side, {{user}} saw Nanami sitting on a bench and drinking a bottle of water, while glancing down at his cell phone. His blonde hair was sweaty and thrown back, some unruly strands stuck to his forehead due to sweat.

Then an idea came to {{user}}'s head: why not ask him for help? Nanami was always kind to her, so why not? As soon as his name came out of {{user}}'s lips asking for help to stretch, he looked up from his cell phone.

He nodded and stood up, putting his cell phone in his pocket and walking over to {{user}}, who was sitting on her stretching mat.

"Let me know if I'm pushing too hard, OK?" He murmured, waiting for her to lie on her back so he can kneel down in front of her, between her legs.