“All I have is tea. Or do you want me to get you something?”
“I’m fine with tea. Thanks.”
Tsukishima looked around my room with a somewhat fidgety look on her face. I just cleaned it yesterday, and of course I didn’t have anything weird in here (I’m a smart phone guy), so I don’t think there’s anything wrong……
“Is something wrong?”
“No, I just thought it’s been a while since I’ve been in your room.”
Indeed, we used to play here a lot when we were both still little. I remember my mother was a housewife at home at the time, so she used to take care of Tsukishima a lot.
“I’ll be right back.”
I went down to the kitchen and poured a glass of tea and found a suitable pastry. The other party is Tsukishima, but I’m letting a high school girl into my room,……,and it’s just the two of us.
–Is this what I think it is?!
“No, no,……Tsukishima is my only childhood friend, that’s it.”
I went back upstairs, mumbling to myself.
When I opened the room, Tsukishima seemed to be relaxing, her legs collapsed and she was fiddling with her phone.
“Thanks. Enpitsu, you know.”
Tsukishima accepted the drink, put it on the low table, and turned to me with a somewhat formal expression on her face. What’s wrong? I wondered and sat down across from her.
“What is it?”
“What kind of girls do you like, Enpitsu? You used to say you liked pure girl like Kudanzaka38, right?”
Kudanzaka38 is a pure idol group. They are not very revealing, all are fair-skinned and wear natural makeup. There’s a sense of unity…it’s like a collection of all the pure and cute girls in the class.
“Well, if it’s an idol, I guess so. But why all of a sudden?”
“I thought maybe you like gyarus because you looked so happy……when you were looking at Myoudou san.”
So that’s why…….
I didn’t intend to show it on my face, but that’s how I was looking at Myoudou san…?
“Hmm, well, I’m not saying I hate it. There’s no reason for an introvert like me to say things like that to a girl, haha.”
I threw in a self-deprecating joke, hoping Tsukishima would laugh, but it was not what I expected. Tsukishima just looked at me as if she was confused.
“Then, you like Myoudou san instead of the gyarus? I’m jealous. You never make faces like that at me, who’s been beside you the whole time.”
Tsukishima then came up next to me and took my hand in hers. I couldn’t react to the suddenness of it. Her thin, white hand rested on the back of my hand and stroked it.
“Perhaps, you like sexy girls? You’re a man after all. It’s rumored that Myoudou san is naughty, are you curious?”
She then dexterously undoes the ribbon from the one that is not rubbing my hand, and puts her hand on the button of her shirt.
She unbuttoned the buttons one by one while staring at me with feverish eyes. I looked away as I caught a glimpse of her slim, lacy white underwear around the third button.
“Tsukishima……what’s wrong with you?”
“You’re bad, Enpitsu. It’s all about Myoudou san…..”
By any chance, did you find out about my after-school activities with Myoudou san?! She had the front of her shirt fully open, her white lace underwear revealing a modest cleavage, and her slender stomach was pure white and beautiful.
If Myoudou san is sexy, Tsukishima is a model…..not that !
“Tsukishima……wait a minute.”
“I’m mad at you, okay? Look at me.”
Her hand, which was supposed to be rubbing my hand, suddenly moved to my thigh. It’s bad…it’s really bad if it stays like this…
“I-I’m sorry, Tsukishima. I apologize if you’re angry.”
“I don’t want you to apologize, I want you to like me. I……”
Tsukishima stares at me as she says this. The expression on her face wasn’t half-baked like that of a maiden in love, but one filled with much stronger emotions.
“Tsukishima, I knew you had a fever.”
I back away from her, trying to get away from her. But she grabbed me by the belt. Tsukishima finally took off her shirt and came at me in her underwear on top and her school uniform skirt on the bottom.
“I knew you’re interested in naughty girls…..I may look like a pure girl…..but I’m naughty, too, you know?”
I….didn’t think I was going to go on like this with Tsukishima……? A suspicious delusion arises in my mind. But it’s definitely not a good idea to start with a physical relationship !
In the first place, Tsukishima is an important childhood friend. If I get into a strange relationship with her and things get weird, I might lose the only thing I have…… I might lose the only person I have ever known.
“I-I….don’t particularly like naughty girls, maybe.”
Tsukishima suddenly stopped at my words.
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