Everyone Thinks Wakana Is Innocent—But She Only Gets Naughty With Me (GL) - Chapter 15

“Did it feel good?”

As the sky darkened completely, Wakana looked at me with a flushed face and asked.

“…I guess.”

I could feel my face burning just as much as hers.

“Then… did it get wet?”

Wakana leaned in close, whispering as if teasing.

“…What?”

“You know, what I mentioned before. Did it happen?”

Before… I tried to recall the time Wakana referred to.

“Someday, let’s do something that feels so good it’ll make you wet, okay?”

She had laughed at my misunderstanding and said those words.

“––––What! No way! Of course not!”

I shouted loudly, refusing the notion outright. Wet? No way… That’s not the kind of feelings I had when I touched Wakana. It was because she was acting differently than usual–––

“I see… So it’s just me, then.”

Wakana muttered softly, a hint of loneliness in her voice.

“Just you…? Wait, no way. Wakana, are you serious?”

She gave a small nod. Embarrassed herself, she didn’t elaborate further.
Her warmth was so close to mine. Now that I think about it, there were moments when she let out sweet little sounds. Every time, Wakana might have––

“W-Wait. Your skirt… was wet?”

Wakana chuckled lightly, her voice tinged with bashfulness.

“It’s not my fault… It just felt really good.”

Her tone was a mix of shyness and honesty.

“…Well, I guess I did enjoy it too. Your thighs… they were really soft.”

“Really? That makes me happy.”

Before I realized it, Wakana had closed the distance between us. Her shoulder brushed against mine.

“But I guess I’ll need to step things up if I want to get a reaction from you.”

“That’s not necessary!”

“…Maybe I should try touching you directly.”

Wakana’s shoulder brushed against mine again, her fingers inching closer to my lower half.

“–––Wait! No, don’t! Seriously, not now!”

I panicked, trying desperately to stop her. This wasn’t the time or place for this––I just couldn’t let her––

Still, Wakana’s hand didn’t retreat. Her fingers grazed the hem of my skirt, a soft tug lifting it ever so slightly.

“…Sana. Relax, okay? It’s fine.”

Her soothing words made me falter. Instead of pulling away, my body gave in, loosening under her touch.
All I had to do was distance myself, but for some reason, I couldn’t.

Wakana gently lifted my skirt, her gaze tracing up my thighs to their very base.

“–––Ah.”

The feeling of Wakana’s hand slipping beneath my skirt made me instinctively shut my eyes in fear.
Her fingers stroked my thigh, over and over again. With each press, I felt a faint indentation where her fingers pushed, sending shivers through me.
I was already at my limit. She might already know––she had to know––the thought alone sent waves of panic through me.

Wakana’s fingers inched closer to a place no one had ever touched before. A place that absolutely couldn’t be touched. I felt her warmth nearing.

“–––Hah, ah…”

My breaths grew ragged. The realization made my head spin. Surely, I––

“–––I knew it. You’re wet.”

Her voice carried certainty.

That’s why I tried to stop her. That’s why I couldn’t let her touch me. My unfocused eyes met hers.

“Your thighs are wet.”

Wakana repeated herself, as if clarifying. Her gaze remained fixed on my thighs, not where I had feared.

“…Huh? My thighs?”

“Yeah. Look, you’re all sweaty.”

“Sweaty… Oh.”

Following her words, I glanced at my own thighs. Sure enough, they glistened slightly with sweat. It must’ve been from Wakana’s repeated strokes.

“Oh, right. Yeah… sweat. That makes sense.”

I scrambled to play it off. Had I managed to convince her? I wasn’t sure.

“By the way, when you said ‘just me’ earlier… what were you talking about?”

“My thighs, of course. Sana, you kept rubbing against me so much. Of course, it left a mark.”

Wakana said it so matter-of-factly.

Again. Again, I fell for the same trick.

I could feel Wakana’s mischievous smirk, even in the darkness where I couldn’t clearly see her face.

“…Looks like you got wet too, Sana.”

Suddenly, Wakana leaned in close, her warm breath brushing against my ear.

“–––Wh-what?! W-Wakana?!”

“Am I wrong?”

Her teasing smile was now clearly visible.

“N-no! You’re totally wrong! This isn’t my first time!”

“First time for what?”

My face grew unbearably hot.

“Anyway! It’s definitely not what you’re thinking!”

“What do you think I’m thinking?”

Wakana’s relentless teasing continued, her body pressing closer as she cornered me with playful questions.

“Th-that’s…”

“I didn’t even specify where, did I? But it sounds like you already know what I mean.”

“–––––!”

I couldn’t think straight anymore.

In the end, I had no comeback for Wakana’s teasing. Her cheerful laughter echoed through the night as we walked back home.