A Story About a Handsome Girl Having Her First Kiss Stolen by an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 28

Monday, June 13

Wakamatsu Hanae noticed a shocking truth.

After their date on Saturday, Wakamatsu Kaede happily went to school wearing the matching rings with Mizuhara Shizuku’s initials on them. But wait. Mizuhara Shizuku wasn’t wearing anything on her finger. When she realized that, she almost cried out.

Wakamatsu becomes worried that he was the only one who was excited about their date last week. During his 10-minute break, he spots Mizuhara Shizuku walking alone down the hallway, and after making sure there is no one around, he calls out to her. Pulling her arm, Wakamatsu leads her to a deserted corridor.

“Hey, Mizuhara!”

However, as I was going downstairs, I was stopped by Mr. Yamabe Koichi, the teacher of the fourth period.

“Now that I think about it, I was in charge of geography…”

“Hahaha, don’t forget.”

The social studies prep room is on the same floor as the staff room.

In the dusty preparation room, there are lined up tools such as chalk and blackboard erasers, as well as a large world map, models of various things, a collection of national flags, and antiques displayed in glass cases.

Along with Mizuhara in a space. It seemed like it was okay to bring up this topic here. Mizuhara was earnestly searching for the set he had been asked to make, so Wakamatsu pressed her back against the wall and leaned over her, facing her.

“What? I’m scared.”

“…Mizuhara, what happened to your pairing?”

Mizuhara looked puzzled for a moment, then said, “Ah,” as if it all made sense. Seeing Wakamatsu’s puzzled expression, Mizuhara laughed and began to unbutton the collar.

“Wait, what? Mizuhara?!”

“Haha, you’re too upset.”

As Wakamatsu steps back in agitation, Mizuhara Shizuku opens her collar and says, “Here it is.”

Her usually hidden collarbone was exposed, and Wakamatsu swallowed involuntarily. As he watched from a distance with half-closed eyes, she grabbed his arm and said, “Take a closer look.”

I apologised in my heart and peeked inside Mizuhara’s collar.

“a…”

On her chest was a ring hole necklace. The rings were a pair that the two of them had made together.

“Hey, can you not figure it out just by thinking about it normally?”

“Wh, what’s going on…?”

“If I were to be paired with Wakamatsu in a conspicuous place, I would get bullied.”

“What kind of logic is that?”

He glares at me without answering the last question.

“You doubted me, didn’t you?”

“Ah, yes… sorry Mizuhara.”

Mizuhara holds Wakamatsu’s hand in both his and brings it to her chest.

Just as he is flustered by this action, Mizuhara’s words further upset him.

“Then, as an apology, please button it up.”

Feeling guilty for having doubted him, Wakamatsu is unable to refuse, so he follows his lead and reaches for the button. In order to thread the button through the hole, he has to get quite close. Wakamatsu gets closer to his classmate than before and quickly gets to work on his mission.

“Kissing distance.”

“Seriously, don’t make fun of me now…”

Anyway, he got to work without turning his face to Mizuhara Shizuku.

Anywhere near the collar is fine.

However, in the areas close to the chest, my fingers inevitably touch the bulge.

I tried to plead with Mizuhara with my eyes to somehow be excused from this one point, but he urged me to hurry up.

I do my best to avoid touching her bulge with my fingers. Mizuhara doesn’t say anything even when my fingertips touch her a few times.

“Sorry, my chest… I’m trying not to hit it.”

“Fufu, it doesn’t matter.”

He stammers out an apology and somehow manages to finish buttoning his shirt.

“I did it!” I said, turning my face towards her with joy, only to find that Mizuhara Shizuku’s face was closer than I’d expected.

“Hey, let’s kiss.”

Mizuhara Shizuku smiled seductively and waited for Wakamatsu’s reply.

Right at my line of sight were Mizuhara’s beautiful lips.

Wakamatsu pressed his lips together as if drawn in.

Mizuhara Shizuku’s arms are placed around Wakamatsu’s neck.

Succumbing to the sweet temptation of “do it more,” Wakamatsu kisses her again.

Once they parted their lips, Mizuhara came closer and licked Wakamatsu’s upper lip. When Wakamatsu opened his mouth slightly, as the tip of her tongue invited him, Mizuhara nibbled on his lip and inserted her tongue into his mouth.

In between breaths, Wakamatsu, not to be outdone, kissed Mizuhara. As he changed angles and enjoyed Mizuhara’s dripping lips, the voices of other students echoed through the hallway.

Coming to his senses, he quickly pulled Mizuhara Shizuku away from him. What was he doing in a place called school?

“Right now, my head is full of young pine trees.”

Wakamatsu’s heart was beating incredibly fast.

“Let’s hurry,” Mizuhara said, and began to look for the map set that Mr. Yamabe had asked for. Wakamatsu also found the projector equipment set and finally locked the social studies preparation room before returning to the classroom as if nothing had happened.