Everyone Thinks Wakana Is Innocent—But She Only Gets Naughty With Me (GL) - Chapter 32

“––––It’s so cold.”

I hugged my body tightly, shivering. The autumn wind was gradually carrying colder air, hinting at the approaching winter.

“It seems like it’s going to snow soon.”

If that happens, it will truly mark the beginning of a serious winter. Snow is better than rain, but I still don’t like it much since it gets into my shoes.

“What are you doing for Christmas, Sana?”

“Hmm, I guess I’ll prioritize hanging out with friends.”

It’s a well-known fact that I don’t have a boyfriend. If I were seen walking outside with a guy, it could lead to misunderstandings. So, it’s better to just watch Nozawa-san and Koga-san lick their wounds together.

“So, you haven’t decided yet?”

“Well…”

That seems to be the case. But it feels almost like a done deal. It was the same back in middle school.

“Well then,”

Wakana-san stopped walking. I turned around to meet her gaze. Her skirt swayed in the wind, as if it might fly up at any moment. Wakana-san was looking only at me, ignoring everything else.

“Let’s spend Christmas together, just the two of us.”

Her gentle smile and straightforward feelings, without any need for pretense, were all directed at me. I instinctively wanted to look away.

“Is that a no?”

“It’s not… a no, but…”

Spending Christmas together, just the two of us. What does that mean? Most couples would be shaking each other’s bodies in bed on Christmas night.

Wakana-san and I are definitely not that kind of relationship. But it wouldn’t be surprising if Wakana-san had that intention in inviting me. Agreeing to her proposal could be interpreted as consenting to that act.

“Well then, it’s settled.”

“W-wait.”

“? Are you really not that enthusiastic?”

Wakana-san’s slightly anxious gaze searched my emotions, her eyes trembling.

A Christmas alone with Wakana-san. Would she make a reservation at a hotel or something? I would be taken there, and in that soft atmosphere, would I end up surrendering my body to her?

The meaning of spending Christmas with Wakana-san. Just thinking about it made me suddenly feel timid.

“…Ah. Could it be––”

Wakana-san leaned in, as if she had realized something, peering into my face.

“––Did you think we would do something naughty?”

That voice whispered in my ear, gradually sinking into me.

“Wha—!? N-no, that’s not it––but it’s not like that…!!”

“I see. So it’s not wrong. You’re planning to do something naughty with me on Christmas night, huh?”

Wakana-san playfully leaned in to look at my face multiple times. I was so embarrassed that I felt like I might die from it.

“Well, it wouldn’t be so bad to do something naughty with you, Sana––”

Wakana-san paused for a moment, moving her glossy lips as if to soak the words into me.

“I just want you to spend your Christmas time with me.”

That was a full, bright smile. Wakana-san’s pure, unpretentious feelings. When she looked at me like that…

“…Then, okay…”

I looked down slightly. I intended to nod, but I couldn’t lift my face.

“I’ll wait until you’re the one to invite me to do something naughty, Sana.”

“Wha—!? I would never do something like that!”

“Hmm? If you want, I’d give you my whole body.”

“W-wait, that’s––”

“Don’t want it?”

Being told that left me at a loss. If I said I didn’t want it, it would seem like Wakana-san wasn’t attractive. With such a well-defined body and those alluring lips on a beautifully structured face, I didn’t think anyone could resist.

“I was thinking of giving it to you as a Christmas present.”

“Eh, what would that be…?”

Wakana-san let out a small breath, looking at me with her narrowed eyes.

“––My first time.”

Wakana-san lifted the hem of her skirt slightly, showing it off. The wind continued to blow, making her skirt sway. The light blue fabric that occasionally caught my eye stimulated me.

“First time.” Does that mean I would get to touch what lies beneath that fluttering fabric? A precious place of Wakana-san’s that no one has ever touched before. If I asked for it, would she offer it to me?

“––Well, since it seems like you don’t want it that much yet, I’ll hold off for now.”

“Eh…?”

“Oh? Did you change your mind?”

“Wha—! No way, that’s not it!”

I averted my gaze from Wakana-san’s probing eyes, trying to escape. I attempted to forget about Wakana-san’s “first time,” but I was teased endlessly afterward, and it seemed I could never forget.