A Story About a Handsome Girl Having Her First Kiss Stolen by an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 36

July 23 (Saturday)

“Do you want to come stay?”

That’s what Mizuhara Shizuku suggested four days ago.

Mizuhara’s parents were going to visit a relative far away starting on Friday, so a sleepover date just for the two of them, Mizuhara Shizuku, was suddenly planned.

Since the morning was already full, we decided to meet up in the evening. We decided to meet at a traditional Japanese-style cafe near the nearest station. It was a small shop with only a counter and three tables. It was so popular that you couldn’t get in without a reservation.

“What did you do today?”

“I went to play athletics with Masuda and the others.”

“Wow, you’re doing great even though it’s summer.”

Mizuhara grimaces.

“You were sweaty.”

“Yeah, but I did go home and take a shower.”

“You don’t need to worry about it.”

We ate the food that was brought to us. Starting with salad, soup, quiche, and meunière. Everything was delicious, but the panna cotta at the end was especially delicious, melting in our mouths. We left the restaurant and headed to Suwon’s apartment. We walked along familiar streets and took the elevator up to the house.

The clock was already pointing to 8 pm.

I spent the night alone with Shizuku Mizuhara. Things that had escaped my mind suddenly became real when I went into her room.

“Hey, it’s that movie you were talking about earlier.”

Mizuhara plays with her smartphone.

“It’s on stream, do you want to watch it with me now?”

“Ah, that’s nice.”

“Right? I’ll just get the projector.”

She leaves the room and comes back carrying the projector. Mizuhara is an experienced hand at this, as she quickly gets things ready, while Wakamatsu waits, bored.

“…Um, where are you going to sleep tonight?”

“This bed. We’ll try our best to sleep together, but…”

“picture!?”

Mizuhara stated calmly.

“So, you’re going to sleep on the floor?”

He replied with a surprised look.

To be honest, that was what Wakamatsu had intended to do when he came.

He went home and took a shower, and even changed his clothes, including his underwear. It was all for an ulterior motive. What about Mizuhara Shizuku? She was acting as usual, and Wakamatsu couldn’t read her true intentions.

“I’m ready, so please sit down.”

“Uh… okay.”

With his shoulders pressed together with Mizuhara Shizuku, Wakamatsu leans his back against the bed and starts a movie. At first, he feels a bit awkward when his shoulders touch Mizuhara’s, but before he knows it, his attention is drawn to the flashy action scenes, and his mind is drawn into the movie. This is what makes Western movies interesting: the flashy screen is different from Japanese movies. He is drawn into the unfolding story so fast that he doesn’t have time to catch his breath, and just under two hours pass in the blink of an eye.

“Wow, I’d love to try karate or kickboxing one day!”

“Being cute and strong is the best.”

“Ugh, it’s not cute.”

“It’s cute.”

Mizuhara turned off the projector and left the room. As night approached, Wakamatsu’s heart began to beat faster and faster.

“I’ve fetched hot water.”

“Th-Thank you…”

She remains calm.

“Should I borrow your roomwear?”

“Oh, no, I brought it.”

“Okay.”

As I was taking out my clothes and getting ready to take a bath, I heard a voice telling me the bath was ready, accompanied by nostalgic music.

“Please take a bath first.”

“Thank you.”

Following Mizuhara’s lead, I opened the door under the sink and took out several towels.

“Please put your used towels in the basket over there.”

“Should I take it home and wash it at home?”

“It’s okay. I’m the only one anyway.”

“See you later,” Mizuhara said, closing the door.

Mizuhara’s expression doesn’t change at all. Wakamatsu is overcome with a hint of anxiety, wondering if he’s the only one who has high hopes for her. As if to shake off that anxiety, Wakamatsu puts his hands on his clothes and takes them off quickly.

“Hey, it’s just lotion.”

“Whaaat?!”

“Oh, sorry.”

Suddenly the door slid open, and Wakamatsu was taken aback. Not seeming to notice Wakamatsu in his underwear, she calmly opened the cupboard and took out lotion and body cream. These were also free to use.

“…Cute underwear.”

“Well, because…”

“What?”

Wakamatsu looks away.

” You’ll prepare for that, right ? “

Mizuhara Shizuku’s face turned bright red, and she froze.

If Wakamatsu were to eat it, his face would burst into flames, and he would collapse.

“Okay then, I’m going to take a bath!”

“…Ah, okay…”