A Pretty Girl Has Her First Kiss Stolen By an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 2.6

Friday, May 13

Shizuku Mizuhara lay down as Kaede Wakamatsu gently rubbed her stomach.

Now that it was May, the room was filled with warm air, and the soft sunlight streaming through the window made everything feel cozy.

“Wakamatsu, your hands are so warm.”

“Whoa, Mizuhara, your hands are freezing!”

Mizuhara’s fingertips were cold. Wakamatsu stopped rubbing and wrapped Mizuhara’s hands in both of hers. Their warmth and coldness mixed together little by little, but Mizuhara’s cold hands didn’t warm up easily. Their stubborn chill was frustrating.

“I’m sleepy… I might fall asleep again…”

“Go ahead and sleep.”

“Says the one who fell asleep before me.”

She was bringing up something from a month ago.

It was true—Wakamatsu had used Mizuhara’s stomach as a pillow when she had been sick and lying down with stomach pain. That was a serious offense.

Feeling guilty, Wakamatsu apologized repeatedly and tried to keep warming Mizuhara’s stomach, but Mizuhara stopped her.

“Hey, let’s sleep together.”

“What!?”

Mizuhara shifted her position, pressing her back against the wall while looking at Wakamatsu. Just as she said, there was enough space on the bed.

“No way, it’s too cramped. And I’m fine, really.”

“I’m telling you it’s fine, so just come here.”

“B-but…”

“I don’t want you using my stomach as a pillow again.”

Wakamatsu had no argument against that.

When she finally nodded, Mizuhara smiled, got up from the bed, and sat in front of her wardrobe, rummaging through it.

“Wait, we’re sleeping now?”

“Yeah, but you need to change. I’ll lend you some room clothes.”

“What do you mean, change? You think I’m dirty?”

“Well, you walked outside, didn’t you? My bed is sacred.”

Honestly, Wakamatsu didn’t like the idea of someone getting into her bed with outside clothes either.

Mizuhara handed Wakamatsu a polka-dot pajama set. Meanwhile, Mizuhara herself was wearing a loose sweatshirt and pants, making Wakamatsu look like the only one “seriously coming for a nap.” Was that intentional? As soon as Wakamatsu changed into the pajamas, Mizuhara burst out laughing.

“Last time, I was going to kick you out of my bed because you were dirty, and you ended up falling off, remember?”

“Wait, that was your fault!?”

“Hahaha!”

It was rare to see Mizuhara laughing so openly. Wakamatsu found herself laughing along.

Mizuhara leaned against the wall, and Wakamatsu squeezed into the remaining space. It was tight, but she managed to fit, facing Mizuhara.

Being this close, Wakamatsu could feel Mizuhara’s warmth and even catch her scent. Her heart started beating loudly.

“How long are we napping?”

“About 20 minutes. Oh, and don’t stop.”

“Huh? Oh, sorry!”

With Mizuhara’s face so close, touching her stomach and waist felt incredibly awkward. Wakamatsu’s hands became clammy with sweat. Being under the blanket together like this, touching her body—it made her think of something else entirely.

“Not there, a little lower.”

“H-huh…! S-sorry!”

“What? What did you say?”

Desperate to clear her mind, Wakamatsu changed the subject.

“By the way, what did you do over Golden Week?”

“Hmm… nothing, really.”

“Seriously? I should’ve come to see you.”

At school, they never had this much time to talk.

Mizuhara’s words were always pleasant to listen to, and Wakamatsu wished she could talk with her longer.

“I wanted to see you too…”

“You should’ve called me. I would’ve come right away.”

“Haha, must be nice being that carefree.”

As Wakamatsu kept rubbing Mizuhara’s stomach, she suddenly heard soft breathing from above.

Mizuhara had fallen asleep.

Wakamatsu gently pulled her hand away, lay on her back, and closed her eyes as well. Even though this wasn’t her own bed, for some reason, it felt incredibly comfortable.

When she woke up, it was already past 6 PM.

It seemed they had slept much longer than just a nap.

Next to her, Mizuhara was still sleeping peacefully. Wakamatsu felt bad waking her up, but she had no choice. She shook Mizuhara’s shoulder gently.

“Mmm… what is it?”

Mizuhara rubbed her eyes sleepily, looking completely defenseless.

Wakamatsu’s heart skipped a beat. She was way too cute when she was half-asleep.

“…Oh, it’s just Wakamatsu.”

“Sorry, I meant to wake you up earlier, but…”

Mizuhara glanced at the clock and let out a small sigh before closing her eyes again.

Wakamatsu quickly shook her again to stop her from falling back asleep.
But Mizuhara just pulled on her arm.

“Wakamatsu, let’s sleep some more.”

“Hey, wait—!”

She lost her balance and ended up on top of Mizuhara.

This wasn’t the first time they had faced each other like this in bed.

The only difference was that this time, Wakamatsu had pinned Mizuhara down.

“Come on, let’s sleep a little longer.”

Mizuhara wrapped her arms around Wakamatsu’s back.

A shiver ran down Wakamatsu’s spine at the feeling of being held.

Drawn into the warmth of that sweet temptation, Kaede Wakamatsu closed her eyes again—this time, pulling Shizuku Mizuhara into a gentle embrace.