A loud “thud” sounded.
Ouchh……I looked up and saw Iyoki san’s face right in front of my eyes and nose.
Her shirt was soaked with water and stuck to her soft white skin.
On top of that, her black underwear was transparent.
Haa, I could only hear her breathing.
I was in a position as if I was covering Iyoki san
Our bodies with a certain body warmth touch each other, and Iyoki-san’s leg brushes against mine.
Our gazes meet.
Her eyes, which sometimes looked as if they were absorbing me, were staring at me intently.
How did this happen?
It all started a few hours ago.
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There are moments when a man does not want to be seen.
It’s when they buy a slightly erotic comic book.
It’s not that there’s anything wrong with it, but I don’t want people to think, “He’s a dark guy who buys pornographic manga, he’s so disgusting and perky”.
The most effective way to avoid this danger is to buy e-books, but as a paper fan, I can’t do that.
If anything, my hobby is to look at all the books lined up on the bookshelf, and I have no choice but to buy them with patience.
So here I am, in a bookstore in front of a train station, looking around.
I make sure there is no one around.
Especially, I wondered if Iyoki san, whom I have been running into too often lately, was around.
For some reason, we work at the same part-time job, and our shifts are all the same.
I’ve been seeing Iyoki-san every day recently, except for holidays.
It is hard to believe that it is a coincidence that I have some kind of connection with Iyoki-san.
“But she doesn’t seem to be around.”
I shake my head firmly, and voila! pick up the manga.
My cheeks relaxed as I had been eagerly awaiting the new issue for three months.
Well, let’s go home and read it.
I took a step toward the checkout counter with this thought in mind.
“Huh? Iriake kun?”
I met Iyoki-san, the idol of the school who gives off a shining aura even at a bookstore.
…I couldn’t stop sweating.
“I-Iyoki san. H-how do you do?”
“How do you do?”
“No! It’s nothing! It’s amazing how often we run into each other. …… haha.”
“Really, it’s just a coincidence. It’s amazing.”
“Well, I’ll go now.”
That’s a good cut, I thought to myself!
I was so proud of myself for a moment.
With a snap, Iyoki san grabbed my arm and unintentionally pulled the manga out of my hand.
The echi manga falls to the ground and I freeze.
Iyoki san silently picked up the book and looked at it twice, front and back.
I’m finished …….
“……is this interesting?”
“Eh, ah, well, …….”
I wish I could have fooled her into thinking I didn’t like it that much.
Then people wouldn’t have thought I was buying ecchi manga with a gluttonous appetite, and it might have ended with something like, “Boys would be a little interested in it, wouldn’t they?”
But I loved this work.
I was even a slave to it.
I couldn’t lie about my purpose in life.
“I love it …….”
I had done it.
Now I’ve become the guy who buys ecchi manga with a gluttonous appetite according to Iyoki-san.
I was feeling down, and Iyoki san stood up with a huff.
“Well then, I want to read it too.”
I couldn’t believe my ears.
But Iyoki-san looked quite normal and unconcerned.
“Iriake kun, do you have all of these books?”
“I have them, though…”
“Then, if you don’t mind, could you lend them to me?”
“Eh? But, I mean, …… this one is a little bit extreme or erotic or something.”
I hear girls don’t like that kind of thing.
Maybe I didn’t understand it just by glimpsing it a while ago, and I was afraid when I said that.
However,Iyoki san went diagonally above me.
“I don’t mind naughty things.”
My head shorts out.
She is a neat and classy girl.
And not to mention, the idol of the school, who hates men and has an attitude that she can give a shit about romance.
She said that she doesn’t dislike naught things.
“I also want to know what kind of things you like, Iriake-kun.”
“I-I see. Well, I like this work too, and I would be happy if more people like it.”
“Then, may I borrow it?”
“…… Well, sure.”
“Thank you, Iriake-kun.”
This is a hell of a thing, isn’t it?
I never thought I would be lending Iyoki-san an ecchi manga.
Will I be sued for sexual harassment?
“Then next time, at school…..”
Wait a minute.
I don’t think it’s a good idea to hand them out at school.
The person I’m talking to is that Iyoki-san.
If she is borrowing ecchi manga from a guy like me, it could cause all sorts of weird misunderstandings.
“It would be a lot of trouble to ask someone to give it at school, wouldn’t it?”
“Well, then. If you don’t mind, can I go to …… Iriake-kun’s house?”
“Eh? M-my house?”
“Yes. If I read the book at Iriake kun’s house, I won’t have to carry it with me.”
It is true that if you read the book at my house, you don’t have to carry it with you.
But I don’t think it’s a good idea for Iyoki san to come in and out of my house, which is where I live alone.
And this is an unfounded feeling.
My instincts were telling me that it would be dangerous to let her in my room.
She is not just a pretty face. There is something about her.
There was no doubt about that.
“But my room is small, and I think it would be better for you to read it in your own house.”
“That may be so, but …… it’s hard to say, but I’m interested in Iriake-kun’s room.”
“Y-yes. We’ve become good friends and I’d like to visit your home.”
But we are still a man and a woman.
Perhaps it’s just me who thinks so and she doesn’t care about it at all.
Even if that’s the case, I don’t want to let her come over to my house. ……
“Please, Iriake kun?”
“……, I understand.”
“Really? Thank you very much! Fufu, I’m looking forward to it.”
Iyoki san stared at me, and I couldn’t help but give her an okay.
And I wonder …… . When Iyoki san asks me to do something, I feel strangely inclined to say yes.
though I never thought that I would let her go home that much….
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