After that, Eda summarized her story.
That shrine was far from her house but it seems to be a famous place for couples to gather and do obscene things.
Kurusu and I ended up doing something like that at that shrine without knowing.
Coming to an impasse with the creation of her next work, Eda went to the shrine.
Hoping to come across a couple having sex, she thought the act would give her inspiration.
And then when she went to check, she found a boy and girl from Hashidzume High School there.
The boyâs grown dick looked like something out of a manga.
However, since it was far away, she couldnât tell who it was.
Since she couldnât get closer, she just took a photo and then went home.
After she got home, she started to draw manga with my dick as the model but it was difficult to make out the small details.
Eda started thinking she wanted to see it one more time.
And then after a few days she immediately realized the girl was Kurusu.
But she couldnât tell who the guy was. Other than his dick, he was a very ordinary high school boy.
Furthermore I donât talk with Kurusu at school.
Because of that, Eda didnât notice me even further.
She tried to forget it but she couldnât forget about that dick.
In the end, she presented the photo to Kurusu.
ãTo think, Eda was into BLâ¦ã
Furthermore, she was Shirotaâs friend from middle school.
ãKeep it a secret, okay?ã
ãOkayã
Presently, Kurusu and I were both on the roof.
With her business finished, Eda already left.
ãSo, Kurusu, what will you do?ã
ãâWhat will I do?â you sayâ¦ã
Estimating the situation wasnât as serious as she thought, Kurusuâs face relaxed in a funny way.
She jokingly looked at my lower body.
ãThatâs right. This time we wonât do ecchi stuff at the shrineã
ãThatâs not itã
I shook my head astonished.
ãYou told Eda to wait so you can confirm with meâ¦is that what you said?ã
ãYeahã
ãI refuse!ã
ãEehâ¦I mean wonât you become a model for manga?ã
ãMy dick will! Furthermore for BL!ã
It was a troubling conversation.
Kurusu put Edaâs request on hold.
In that situation you should refuse instead of saying to wait for confirmation from the person themselves.
ãIs that so?â¦Then, I can only tell her itâs impossibleã
ãPlease do soã
With that, the conversation was over.
Since the threat is gone, it seems I can be relieved for once.
I separate with Kurusu at Mikura Station and head home.
Since the tests were over as well, it felt clear and sunny.
If I start reviewing my own answers, my grades will also raise.
However, there was no real sign of that occurring.
Getting home, I roll into the living room in my uniform.
Before I knew it, it seems I fell asleep.
ãCoold! Whaat?ã
I jumped up awake.
And then I frantically wiped the liquid stuck to my face.
The thing that disturbed my sleep was water hitting my face.
ãMikoto, you!ã
Mikoto was standing there.
Holding a small bag in her hands, she was wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.
With her short black hair and her cat like sanpaku eyes.
Her upward pointing nose made her look like she was a pixie from a fantasy movie.
Her short height and clear expression makes her seem more like a boy than a maiden.
However, it has only been a year since she started going to an Ojou-sama school.
Gradually, her aura started to exude elegance.
Since I was taking exams and studying with Shirota, it was a long time since I last saw her.
ãWhy did you throw water on my face!ã
ãI mean, you wouldnât wake upã
Mikoto was holding a cup in her hand.
She probably used that to pour water on my face.
I will make a correction. She has no elegance.
ãSo, what do you want?ã
Going to the bathroom, I wiped my face off with a towel.
Mikoto replied to me from the living room.
ãCan I not visit even if I donât have business?ã
ãThatâs not it but whatâs with the bagã
ãBathhouseã
ãRightã
As soon as I noticed the strange quietness in the house, I thought it was such a thing.
My houseâs bath is small. For that reason, we frequently go to the bathhouse.
Our mothers went in the K-car.
It seems today Mikoto and her mother would go together.
Not everyone can ride on the car, however.
So, the adults went in the K-car, and we would take bikes.
ãIâll pass todayâ¦ã
But I had a bit of trouble.
I was tired from everything that has happened.
Truthfully, it would probably be better to get in a large bath.
However, I canât muster up the energy to go to the bathhouse.
ãThatâs no good, letâs goã
I came back to the living room and Mikoto grabbed my arm and dragged me to the entryway.
ãHe- wait! I get it so! I will go so wait!ã
ãHurry upã
Putting on my shoes in the entryway, Mikoto sat down quietly and then started to get mad again.
I went upstairs and quickly changed my clothes.
And then after I changed into proper clothing I stuffed a towel in my sports bag.
I went back to the first floor and it seems I barely made it in time.
Mikoto didnât say anything and promptly went outside.
As if it was natural, Mikoto sat on the back of my bike when I got on.
I gave up on trying to complain about anything.
The place was at most 15 minutes away on bike.
It was absurd to waste time here arguing.
When I was pedalling the bike, Mikoto asked me a question.
ãHow was the tests?ã
ãAahâ¦well just like usual, I guessã
As usual I would get around the middle of average scores.
*Fuun*, Mikoto replied seeming uninterested.
Leaving the paddy field street, I start going down the main road a bit.
There were many cars on the street and we couldnât talk much.
Going down a short hill road, when we enter a residential area, the bathhouse was immediately ahead.
ãEven if you get out quickly, wait for me okayã
ãGot itã
Paying the entrance fee, I separate with Mikoto at the entrance sign.