Everyone Thinks Wakana Is Innocent—But She Only Gets Naughty With Me (GL) - Chapter 22

“The movie we watched earlier was so much fun,” I said with a smile.

“Yeah! And the actor you like was so cool too!” replied Koga, scratching her cheek bashfully.

“Do you think we’ll get to hang out with Wakana and the others again?”

It was rare for Koga, who was usually shy and reserved, to say something so upbeat.

“Of course! I can talk to Wakana about it if you’d like.”

“Really?”

Seeing Koga’s face light up with a bright smile made me think it might be a good idea to ask.

“—And that’s what she said,” I explained to Wakana on our way home. While I wasn’t sure how she’d respond, it was hard to imagine Wakana, with her public face, outright refusing.

“Hmm… I’m not really feeling it,” Wakana replied, much to my surprise.

“Eh? Why not?”

“Because if there are other people around, I can’t flirt with you,” she said with a pout.

“Stop it, even if we’re alone! And for the record, I’m not flirting with you!”

Wakana looked genuinely hurt, which made this all the more troublesome. What was worse, I’d already promised Koga I’d invite her.

If Wakana refused, it could hurt the image I’d worked so hard to build as a caring and approachable “goddess.”

“…What would it take for you to agree?”

“Would you do anything I ask?” Wakana shot back with a mischievous grin. Her mood flipped in an instant, and she looked at me with the playful curiosity of a child about to make a bold request.

“Of course not. Only things I can actually do.”

Wakana’s lips pursed slightly in disappointment.

“Then… is it okay if I ask for something naughty?”

“Absolutely not!”

“Not even letting me touch your chest?”

“Still no!!”

“Is it because you’d enjoy it?”

“N-No! That’s not it at all! Just—no!”

Any sign of weakness would only encourage her further. If I gave in now, there was no telling how far she’d take it.

“Okay, then…”

What now? What else could she possibly suggest?

Wakana licked her lips slowly, a deliberate, sensual motion.

“You can do whatever you want with my body.”

The air between us went still.

The silence that followed her words was long enough for me to fully process their meaning.

“Just like you said before… You can take the lead, Sana,” she added, referencing a moment from the past.

A few days ago, during a private conversation, I had accidentally let something slip.

If I could take the lead, I’d want to… do things to Wakana.

Her words now echoed my thoughts from back then:
“Touch me where you want, as much as you want, however you want. Gently, firmly… Make me feel good, Sana.”

My breath hitched.

“I-Impossible!”

“It’s fine. You can decide. I won’t do anything to you. I’ll just let you have your way with me.”

There was no way I could take her up on this. But at the same time, everything she said was perfectly logical. If I wasn’t the one being touched, then nothing was being done to me. All I had to do was watch Wakana.

Still, could I stop myself if faced with Wakana’s enticing form? Her slightly unbuttoned shirt revealing her smooth skin… Could I keep my hands to myself, or would I give in to temptation?

“If it means I get to spend time with you, I’ll go to the meetup.”

This was all for Koga. To keep my carefully built reputation intact. To make sure Wakana came along. All I had to do was suppress my feelings and stand there.

But what if my resolve broke? What if, staring at Wakana’s bare skin, her supple form, and the alluring movements of her body, I couldn’t resist?

Wakana waited for my answer with a composed yet expectant look.

“I… I—”

“—Just kidding.”

Her teasing voice broke the tension like a balloon popping.

“What?”

“I can’t let someone who’s not my partner has free reign over my body,” she said, smirking.

“Huh? W-What does that even mean?!”

“I was joking,” she continued, leaning in. “Or… did you actually take me seriously?”

Wakana’s face was so close I could smell her faintly sweet scent. My body heated up despite my best efforts to remain calm.

“I didn’t take you seriously! Not at all!”

“Really? You didn’t imagine anything… inappropriate?”

Ignoring the suggestive tone in her voice, I kept my gaze averted.

“I didn’t. Not even for a second.”

Wakana sighed with a playful chuckle.

“Alright. In that case… let’s go on a date.”

“A date?”

“Just the two of us. That way, we’ll have plenty of alone time.”

This was her compromise—or perhaps her plan all along. After hearing her outrageous “request,” how could I refuse something as simple as a date?