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Disheveled sheets, scattered pillows.
The box of tissues was missing from its usual spot, and the trash can contained used tissues and a condom.
Clothes lay strewn across the floor in a vivid mess, including a white camisole and women’s underwear.
“…………”
“…………”
The same bed, the same futon.
And lying there, her long black hair still lustrous despite the disarray, completely naked—my childhood friend.
……Ah, right. I slept with Mashiro.
“H-!! W-what are you looking at……?”
Mashiro pulled the comforter closer, covering her ghostly pale skin.
“N-no… it’s nothing…”
“I told you not to look… didn’t I…”
Her voice trailed off, and Mashiro’s face grew redder and redder.
“…………”
“…………”
Silence hung in the air, and I couldn’t help but remember.
What happened with Mashiro last night.
“T-terrible… really terrible… the worst, the absolute worst, the absolute worst, the absolute worst… t-terrible…!”
“M-Mashiro?”
“!!! D-don’t talk to me out of the blue like that⁉”
“Was it sudden?”
“It was sudden! It’s sudden, I tell you…………”
Mashiro buried her face in the futon.
My childhood friend, who had always been so tough and acted like a queen, was clearly vulnerable now.
[N-no… ah… K-Kensuke…]
Her appearance overlapped with how she looked last night, and my heart began to race.
“This is exactly why Kensuke is boring, cowardly, spineless, and good-for-nothing…”
Mashiro started to say something but stopped, her face flushing bright red.
“Y-y-y-ou’re just a lowly wimp… your future is definitely bleak… and there’s no way you’ll ever be on the same level as me… you’re just a lowly wimp…!”
“A lowly wimp, you say…”
“Don’t interrupt me!? Kensuke, you… you… you…! I told you not to look at me⁉”
“What the hell are you even mad about?!”
It’s a total mess.
…Yeah, it’s a total mess.
Once again, Mashiro pressed her face into the futon and muttered, as if forcing the words out.
“……Ugh…………What is this…………”
And then.
I went to school separately from Mashiro, who had gone back to her own house.
She seemed shaken this morning, as you’d expect, but at school, she was completely her usual self.
She was radiating an aura of a beautiful girl worthy of being called “unattainable.”
“…………! …………”
That said, I do get the feeling she’s glancing at me every now and then.
And as for me, strangely enough, I felt calm.
I thought I’d be busy either regretting last night’s mistake or, on the contrary, basking in its afterglow.
But… I wonder why.
Sure, my heart races when I think about it…
“(I see. I…)”
I closed my eyes and said it to myself.
“(I’m a Great Sage, aren’t I?)”
I feel like the world looks different.
I’m not a child anymore. I’ve become an adult.
Together with my son, I’ve climbed the stairs to adulthood.
And on top of that, with that bold childhood friend who’s been provoking and mocking me all this time… .
“Huh? What’s up with that face? You look like you’ve just had an epiphany.”
“Whoa, Hase. G-good morning… no, good afternoon.”
“You really have had an epiphany, haven’t you?”
“Giving thanks to Mother Earth.”
“You’re offering a prayer, aren’t you?”
Hase set her bag on the desk and stared intently at me.
“…………”
“……W-what is it?”
“…………Did you just jerk off this morning?”
““Bwah!!!!!!””
I couldn’t help but burst out.
And for some reason, Mashiro, who had been talking with our classmates in the distance, laughed at the same time.
“Mmm… mmm… mmm…”
“Kamikurokawa-san, what’s wrong all of a sudden?”
“N-no. It’s nothing.”
Mashiro immediately looked away from me.
Hase looked back and forth between Mashiro and me,
“……Is Mashiro your side dish?”
“No, she’s not!!!”
She’s not a side dish, she’s the main course. That’s not right.
After that, Mashiro went about her day as if nothing had happened.
However, I still occasionally felt her gaze on me…
Whether it was during break when we passed each other in the hallway, when I passed handouts to the back of the class, or when I was writing on the board and walking back to my seat—our eyes would meet frequently, only for her to look away immediately.
There was no doubt about it: Mashiro was thinking about me.
And as a result—
“What’s the deal? Why are you glancing at me like that? Are you getting turned on? At school? That’s just ridiculous.”
I was cornered against a wall behind the school building, being intimidated by Mashiro.
To an outsider, it probably looked like a mugging.
“No, no, you’re the one who’s been looking at me, aren’t you?”
“Huh? Are you finally losing it, trying to pin your own perverted tendencies on me? With a mind—or rather, a soul—so utterly rotten, I don’t think there’s any hope for you even if you were reincarnated.”
“Why is reincarnation just automatically included in your list of future options?”
“If I were you, I’d aim for reincarnation without hesitation. That’s exactly what you’re lacking: the ability to imagine others’ perspectives. You must have missed that in compulsory education. How pitiful. Not that I feel sorry for you, though.”
“Don’t talk such nonsense…”
There’s no trace of last night’s or this morning’s chaos.
Queen-sama Mashiro has made a full recovery.
“Anyway, don’t look at me anymore. Don’t get aroused. It’s disgusting. Don’t even come near me. Don’t breathe the tiny amount of oxygen I exhale. Just stop and die.”
“That’s basically a death sentence, isn’t it…”
The usual me would have been able to do nothing but nod at her in Queen Mode.
……But why is that?
I’m not scared at all, and I don’t feel like she is on top of me.
“If you understand, wag your tail and go to your place. Then—”
“It’s painfully obvious you’re trying your hardest to look tough, Mashiro.”
“⁉⁉⁉”
The tables have turned.
Now I’m the one cornering Mashiro against the wall.
“W-what are you doing?!”
“Yapping away like that—trying to intimidate me?”
“I’m n-not yapping at all! Besides, it’s Kensuke who…”
“I guess Mashiro’s the one who’s really a dog after all.”
“A dog… h-ha⁉ How dare you say that to me…!”
“Have you already forgotten? About how you submitted to me on the bed last night.”
“!!”
Mashiro’s face turns bright red in an instant.
“W-what are you—!”
“You kept calling me a coward and saying I had no guts, but you realized you were wrong about all that, didn’t you? You saw it with your own eyes, Mashiro.”
“H-hey! I—I’m not giving in to you, Kensuke, and I—I didn’t do anything—”
“Oh, really? Even though you begged me with that lecherous look on your face, saying, ‘I can’t take it anymore’?”
“-!!!”
Mashiro looks away from me.
“I-I only went along with it, obviously! My poor childhood friend… w-was struggling to control… h-his uncontrollable desires…”
“I wonder which one of us was really struggling to control things, Mashiro?”
H-!!!!!”
Mashiro tries with all her might to push me away.
But her strength is too weak; she doesn’t even waver.
“Hah! Get away from me! Y-you’re just Kensuke…”
“What’s with turning your back on me? You’re always the one glaring at me.”
“B-because looking at you makes my eyes dirty! G-get out of the way!”
“You say that, but you’re pretty weak, aren’t you?”
“H-! W-wait, don’t get carried away… n-no more…!”
She grew weaker and weaker, and her sullen expression began to soften—it was just then.
“Ah… w-wait, you can’t do this here…”
A seductive voice drifted over.
Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a boy and a girl pressed tightly together behind a corner.
“It’s fine. You’re in the mood for this too, aren’t you?”
“! I said nooo~”
Even as she said “no,” the girl wrapped her arms around the boy’s neck.
Soon their lips met, and their tongues entwined…
“‘…!!!!’”
Seeing that raw scene, a vivid flashback of yesterday hits me hard.
The feel of soft lips and the bliss of melting into one another.
We were like that last night, too…
“…………”
“…………”
Our eyes meet—Mashiro and I, both with bright red faces.
“H-hey! M-move…”
As Mashiro tries to push me away, our fingertips unexpectedly brush against each other,
“Ahh…”
A sweet sigh escaped Mashiro.
Startled by her own reaction, Mashiro covered her mouth and flustered.
It was more than enough to bring back the humid, raw, and intensely sensual atmosphere of last night.
I swallowed hard.
Mashiro and I locked eyes once more.
And then…
“…………W-wa”
“……W-wa?”
“Waaaaaaaaaaah!!!!”
“Mshiro⁉”
Mashiro screamed and ran away.
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And then.
Mashiro started going out of her way to avoid me.
If we happened to leave the house at the same time in the morning, she’d run ahead, and of course, she wouldn’t come over to my place either.
At school, she wouldn’t talk to me—it was almost unnatural—and she wouldn’t even make eye contact.
Those days went on, and I was starting to wonder if I’d gone too far, when one day…
After dinner, I suddenly felt like having some ice cream, so I popped into the convenience store down the street.
And there, I saw a familiar figure.
“…………Oh.”
Mashiro was walking around the store, looking around nervously.
I was thinking it was unusual for her to be at a convenience store at this time of night when she stopped at a certain section and stared intently.
Curious about what she was looking at, I walked over to take a closer look…
“Huh?”
“…………Huh?”
I let out a gasp without meaning to, and our eyes locked.
“K-k-k-k-k-Kensuke⁉ W-why are you here…”
“Well, that’s exactly what I was going to say… I mean…”
I mean.
“Why are you staring at that so intently… the condom?”
“!!! T-this… no, wait… K-Kensuke…!!!”
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