Everyone Thinks Wakana Is Innocent—But She Only Gets Naughty With Me (GL) - Chapter 11

“Hey, Sana. If you were dating someone, what would you want to do?”

Out of the blue, Wakana asked me that. I couldn’t quite grasp her intent, but taking it at face value, she probably meant, “What would I want to do if I were dating Wakana?”

“…Well, for starters, I don’t plan on dating anyone.”

“I know that, but still. Hypothetically.”

Wakana always has a way of throwing me off balance. This question was no different. Her occasional sultry expressions, the alluring curve of her skin—it’s all designed to unsettle me.

“Maybe… I’d like to take the lead for once.”

It irks me to always dance to her tune. I’d like to stand on equal ground with her—or better yet, hold the upper hand.

“The lead, huh? Why’s that?”

Wakana leaned in, peering into my face, genuinely puzzled. Did she seriously not understand?

“Why? Isn’t it obvious?”

“Hmm, ohhh, I get it now.”

She nodded repeatedly, seemingly satisfied, as if some revelation had dawned on her.

“You don’t want to show your vulnerable side, even to a boyfriend, right?”

Her words snagged on something in my chest.

“…Boyfriend?”

“Yeah, boyfriend.”

The casual way she said it made me pause. Wakana, however, suddenly shifted her expression as if a lightbulb went off.

“Wait, don’t tell me…”

Her smirk deepened, mischievously. I knew that look all too well.

“Hmm, could it be?” she teased.

“…What?”

“When you thought about ‘dating,’ were you thinking about me?”

“…!”

I couldn’t answer. I didn’t want her to know that the thought had, embarrassingly, crossed my mind. Yet her unrelenting gaze bore down on me, forcing me to avert my eyes.

“So, Sana wants to date me and take the lead, huh?”

“You’re wrong. I’m just not used to hearing the word ‘boyfriend,’ that’s all.”

“Uh-huh. Then? If you had the lead, what would you want to do with me?”

Wakana’s soft fragrance wafted between us as she edged closer, her hair gently fluttering in the breeze.

“…I don’t know.”

I couldn’t let the words slip from my lips. There’s no way I could admit that I wanted to do risqué things to Wakana—things she’d usually do to me.

“Hmm, let’s see… If it were me, I’d want Sana to do something just a bit risqué.”

“…Huh?”

“After all, I’m always the one doing risqué things to you, right?”

“You… you were aware of that?”

“Of course. So if you ever took the lead, I’d want you to turn the tables on me a little.”

Her words sounded earnest yet brimming with slyness. Worse, they echoed desires I couldn’t deny having.

“…Like what?”

Curiosity got the better of me. What did Wakana want me to do to her?

Wakana tilted her head as though pondering, then fixed her gaze on me.

“Maybe here… and here. I’d like you to touch me.”

She motioned vaguely to her body, her movements deliberate, almost teasing. The subtle blush on her cheeks made it impossible not to look.

“Wh-where!?”

“You know… on those slightly soft parts. I want you to caress them gently with your fingertips.”

Her words were brazened, her face flushed. She was probably imagining it happening right now. That thought alone was enough to make my heart pound.

“Maybe Sana’s cold fingertips would make me shiver a little. My body might twitch…”

Wakana, completely under my control. Her usual teasing eyes softened into submission, surrendering to the pleasure.

“Seeing that, you’d want to go even deeper. Your whole palm would glide over my skin, exploring every curve…”

Her breathing quickened slightly, her body writhing under my touch in her imagination. The image felt so vivid that it burned itself into my mind.

“And as I start making these faint little sounds, you’d silence me with a kiss… Then, your free hand would trail down further, finding its way to—”

“Stop! Wait a minute!”

“Huh? What’s wrong?”

Unable to face her, I cast my eyes down.

“It’s just… That’s not ‘a little’ risqué!”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s way too risqué!”

My voice cracked as I protested, but Wakana just smirked knowingly. That’s when it hit me—she’d planned this all along.

“Sana, you totally imagined it, didn’t you?”

“You knew what you were doing!”

“Did I? I never thought you’d get this worked up, though.”

Even when I tried to take control, Wakana had twisted the situation to her advantage. The realization stung. My glare hardened instinctively, but Wakana, unfazed, kept teasing.

“Come on, what exactly did you imagine?”

“Nothing! I wasn’t thinking about anything!”

“Really? Your face is all red… You must’ve been thinking about something naughty, huh?”

“I wasn’t!”

“What kind of sounds did I make in your head, Sana? Were they like—”

“Stop it!”

I stormed off, desperate to escape her relentless teasing and cool my flushed cheeks. But Wakana easily caught up, keeping the embarrassment alive all the way to my house.