Everyone Thinks Wakana Is Innocent—But She Only Gets Naughty With Me (GL) - Chapter 33

“Photos?”

“Apparently, they need some for a pamphlet.”

I see. So that’s why Wakana-san was chosen as the model. Her looks and image are outstanding, so she’s perfect for the role. I understand that. But––––.

“Why am I taking the photos?”

“Hmm. Like practice? You know, I’ve never been a model before. I might get nervous during the real thing and not be able to smile properly, right?”

It’s convincing, but also not. Wakana-san is always playing the role of a pure maiden, so acting in front of a camera shouldn’t be a problem for her.

“That’s why, you see. I wanted Sana, the only person I can relax around, to take them.”

“…Okay.”

When she puts it like that, it’s hard to refuse. Well, she’ll probably be satisfied if I take a few photos. And it doesn’t feel bad to be relied on.

For now, it would be inconvenient if we were seen, so we decided to move to the student council room. Since I sometimes help out, Wakana-san can ask for the key to be lent out.

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“Okay, I’m going to take them.”

I pointed my phone’s lens at Wakana-san. Her figure was reflected on the screen. Just standing there, she somehow looks like a picture. Wakana-san, conscious of the camera, slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

I captured that moment with the camera.

“How is it?”

“Good, isn’t it? Are you still taking more?”

Wakana-san nodded. She changed the angle slightly, put her hand on her waist. She struck one pose after another that seemed generally usable. After all, Wakana-san is Wakana-san even in front of the camera. She’s good at acting and captivating. I didn’t think there was anything to worry about.

“Okay, next is this.”

But, without warning, Wakana-san put on a bewitching smile. She sat on the corner of the desk. She hugged only one leg to her chest.

“––––!””

It was just like that time. It was very similar to the gesture she made when she first held me in her arms.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you going to take the picture?”

Wakana-san urged me on with a confident smile. But Wakana-san’s soft thighs were clearly asserting their presence. And the slightly sheer socks. The slight gap created between the skirt and her thighs. Everything was in my field of vision.

“…Hey. Take the picture.”

Eyes that seemed to be testing me. Wakana-san rolled her head on her hugged knee. She moved her body just a little.

The depths of her thighs, barely hidden by her skirt, came into view. As it approached her waist, it became more and more fleshy. I could feel Wakana-san’s soft flesh.

“––––!”? S-Surely you wouldn’t use something like this!?”

“Hmm? This is practice. It’s better to be prepared, isn’t it? Or is Sana in so much trouble that she can’t even start the camera?”

“…!!”

Wakana-san’s gaze was directed at my lower body. A feeling of being made fun of, of being looked down on. That kind of feeling.

For some reason, that annoyed me. As if rebelling, I pointed my phone’s lens at Wakana-san. On the other side of the screen, light blue underwear was peeking out, creating a thin shadow as it dug into Wakana-san.

It continued to the depths of Wakana-san, and although I couldn’t see the end of it. I felt that if Wakana-san moved just a little, I would be able to see Wakana-san’s innermost depths.

“Sana. Don’t look at my here so much, okay?”

Wakana-san pointed her fingertip inside her skirt. She inserted her finger several times as if poking.

“! I-I’m not interested. I-I’m taking the picture now!”

To make it visible on her own. Wasn’t that too cruel? I tried to touch the shutter of the camera app to cover up my restless feelings––––.

“Ah, but… If my body is captured in a photo, even if I’m not being seen now…”

“…Huh?”

“Then Sana can see me anytime, right? When you’re at home, or something. You’re going to do something naughty with this photo, aren’t you?”

“W-What are you saying!? There’s no way I’d do something like that!?”

“Something like what?”

Wakana-san stared at me with her eyes narrowed slightly. I couldn’t escape from those eyes. Even though I was the one holding the camera. The tables had turned.

“T-That…”

“Sana is looking at my photo. Imagining even the parts you can’t see. What are you going to do?”

A single photo that captured a moment of Wakana-san. The raised leg was sexy. Thighs that seemed to convey even the texture, sinking when squeezed. A little bit of the inside of her skirt was visible.

I moved it in my mind. Wakana-san moved the hand touching her leg to her inner thigh. Slowly, she opened her legs. Wakana-san’s innermost depths, which I couldn’t see, peeked out. Her cheeks flushed red as if she were embarrassed. Wakana-san touched the light blue there with her idle fingertips. While letting out a sweet voice, she violently––––.

“…Aren’t you taking the picture?”

“I-I’m taking it now. I’ll take it right away and finish it…!”

But. In the end, I couldn’t tap the shutter until the end. Wakana-san continued to strike seductive poses the whole time. She had a happy expression on her face from beginning to end. If Wakana-san’s legs had gone numb just a little later, things would have really gotten out of hand.