A Pretty Girl Has Her First Kiss Stolen By an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 4.10
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- Episode 4.10 - “That’s a Sensitive Spot”
Wednesday, October 19
“Good job, everyone. Please take an hour to rest.”
Mr. Yamabe, the teacher in charge of the school trip, smiled warmly.
Only the executive members and the class trip committee members were gathered. He gave kind words to the students who helped with the trip, then left.
“Alright, time for a bath!”
Kaede Wakamatsu cheerfully stepped through the curtain. Shizuku Mizuhara followed behind, watching her.
The trip staff had their bath in the last time slot. Girls who were on their period used a private bath in a separate room. That’s why Masuda wasn’t here now.
“It’s actually better this way. We get the big bath all to ourselves.”
“True… Sharing it with several classes at once would be a bit much.”
They chose lockers and Mizuhara put away her clothes. Next to her, Wakamatsu tied her hair into a bun using a hair tie she had on her wrist and already started taking off her top.
Mizuhara couldn’t help but glance over.
Shizuku Mizuhara was mesmerized by her body.
Wakamatsu was more muscular than she expected. Her arms, thighs, and calves had firm muscles. Her abs even had visible lines. Her whole body was well-toned and balanced. While Mizuhara stared, Wakamatsu noticed her gaze and quickly wrapped herself with a towel, looking embarrassed.
“Hey, don’t stare so much!”
“Ah, sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
“What do you mean ‘didn’t mean to’?”
Ashamed of being caught staring, Mizuhara hurriedly took off her top, then her underclothes. Just as she reached for her pants zipper, she noticed Wakamatsu staring at her.
“Hey, don’t look at me like that. You’ve already seen me, haven’t you?”
“No, I haven’t! You were wearing clothes before!”
“Was I…?”
She couldn’t really remember what she was wearing back then.
But she did remember crying as her feelings overflowed, and how Wakamatsu, who held her, had been so passionate.
“You were staring at me just now too…”
Wakamatsu pouted exaggeratedly.
“Sorry, it’s just… your body is more fit than I expected.”
“You didn’t know?”
“Yeah, it was dark before. I didn’t notice.”
Mizuhara traced her finger along the line of Wakamatsu’s abs, making her twitch slightly, as if it tickled.
That time, she had touched Wakamatsu’s bare skin under her clothes.
They washed up first and then got into the bath.
The hot water felt like it relaxed both their bodies and minds. As Mizuhara let out a deep breath, Wakamatsu sat next to her. They soaked in the bath side by side.
“Abs with lines like that are really nice, huh.”
Mizuhara couldn’t help but trace her finger over Wakamatsu’s abs again. Wakamatsu’s eyes widened. She looked flustered.
“…Are you doing that on purpose?”
“Doing what?”
“This kind of thing.”
Wakamatsu placed her hand on Mizuhara’s thigh.
Mizuhara hadn’t expected to be touched and jumped a little. As Wakamatsu traced close to a sensitive spot, Mizuhara’s body naturally reacted. Wakamatsu stared at her with heated eyes, filled with a dreamy kind of excitement.
“Wait… Did that feel good?”
“I-It’s because you suddenly touched me!”
So, she didn’t deny it.
“You… How do you even manage school like that?”
Wakamatsu blushed and glared at Mizuhara.
Just as Wakamatsu’s hand moved close to the base of Mizuhara’s thigh, Mizuhara gave her a surprise slap on the butt in return.
“Eek…!”
Wakamatsu’s face turned bright red as she quickly moved away. Her reaction was so fast that Mizuhara couldn’t help but laugh. Annoyed, Wakamatsu got out of the bath and went to wash herself.
“Haah…”
Mizuhara stretched out her legs and fully enjoyed the big bath.
She couldn’t do this in her bath at home. She massaged her thighs and calves while relaxing in the hot water. When she looked around the outdoor bath absentmindedly, she realized it was just the two of them now.
“Everyone got out early, huh.”
“You just take too long.”
Wakamatsu said firmly as she gave Mizuhara a sharp look and left the bath. Not wanting to be left behind, Mizuhara quickly followed.
“I feel dizzy…”
“You could’ve gotten out first.”
“But this is the only time we can be together.”
Wakamatsu glanced at her with moist eyes. They were staying in different rooms after all.
Mizuhara handed Wakamatsu a bottle of water she brought, as she wobbled while changing into a gray sweatshirt. Her whole body was red, and she looked thankful as she drank.
“Mizuhara… you’re kind of unfair.”
Wakamatsu mumbled while drying her wet hair roughly with a towel.
“What’s with you all of a sudden?”
“Even on the train, you know…”
“The train?”
Wakamatsu pointed at the corner of her mouth.
“You touched me here, right?”
“You were grinning so much. What about it?”
“I don’t like being touched there…”
Even Mizuhara understood that “don’t like” didn’t mean what it usually does.
“Oh, that’s a sensitive spot for you.”
“Idiot! Don’t say it out loud!”
Wakamatsu’s face turned bright red as she lightly poked Mizuhara’s shoulder.
Knowing your own sensitive spots like that—well, it was kind of naughty.
Thinking that, Mizuhara followed her out of the room.