I could hear the voices from the sports clubs in the courtyard.
It was filled with the sound of youth after school that I had grown accustomed to.
I also heard these voices when I was reading books in the Human Culture Research Club.
I am sure Shirotaâs voice was one of the ones mixed in there.
ãSo, how about it? Will you feel better if you saw?ã
Shirota asked me with slightly red cheeks.
I was hard-pressed for an answer and ended up saying something I didnât think about.
ãEh, e-to, wellâ¦I-Iâll probably feel betterã
ãYeahã
Shirota had a slightly attracting feeling.
Noticing my own mistake, I tried to correct it flustered.
ãAh, thatâs wrongâ¦it wonât make me feel better!ã
ãYeah, thatâs a bitâ¦ã
That was definitely a bit rude.
ãIâll get better, Iâll get better! Iâll get completely better! Immediately!ã
ãSorry, sorry. Itâs fine alreadyã
Shirota smiled seeming like she was having fun.
After messing with her bangs, Shirota said.
ãDid you get a little better?ã
ãY-yeahâ¦ã
In other words was her saying she would show me her boobs a joke?
ãI have a question for youã
ãN?ã
The Q&A suddenly started.1
ãIf you answer honestly, I will remove one piece of clothingã
ãEh?ã
ãNow then, First!ã
ãWai- Shirota?!ã
The comical Shirota shot out words as if she was imitating a T.V. host.
Disregarding my bewilderment, she continued on.
ãDo you like Kurusu-san?ã
ãâ¦Eh? E-toã
ã3, 2, 1ã
ãI-I like herã
Nodding in satisfaction, Shirota took off a slipper.
ãNow then, Second!ã
ãOi, what are you trying to do?ã
However, Shirota ignored me and continued pressing on.
ãAre you going out with Kurusu-san? 3, 2, ã
ãWe arenât going outã
Shirota once again took off a slipper.
ãNow then, Thirdâ¦ã
ãShirotaâ¦ã
However, she couldnât ask me the next question.
Shirota, who wasnât wearing her slippers, started unbuttoning her shirt before asking more questions.
ãYouâ¦Do you like Shirota Yotsubaâ¦?ã
It was a way too straightforward question.
I wonder if it would be fine to be indifferent towards it.
Recently everything has been spinning around me.
If it doesnât slow down a bit more, the gears will break and will need to be gathered up.
ã3, 2, 1â¦ã
As she finished the countdown, she opened her T-shirt.
Just wearing a shirt under, it was quite a lewd appearance.
I couldnât help but look towards her splendid hills pushing up her shirt from underneath.
Her cream-colored bra could be seen under her shirt.
ã3â¦2â¦ã
Shirota started counting down again as if to hurry me when I didnât answer.
ã1â¦ã
ãI like youã
I myself donât even know what meaning is behind that âlikeâ.
Itâs hard to know our mutual thoughts past being friends.
ãThen, the next questionã
Shirota watches me steadily while smiling.
While staring at me with such a piercing gaze, her pupils had a shy light to them.
*Fuu*, letting out a short exhale, Shirota asks.
ãDo you want to do perverted things with me?ã
ãI doã
It was almost an immediate reply.
Rather than replying with my intention, my instincts got words out first.
ãThenâ¦should we try it?ã
Shirota tilts her head and draws near to me.
Shirotaâs face was right in front of my eyes while I stood there unable to move.
It was dim so I wasnât sure but Shirotaâs face was dyed bright red.
Her abundant breasts hidden by her inner shirt hit my body with a *munyu*.
ãShirotaâ¦butâ¦ã
ãWhat?ã
ãEven though we arenât loversã
*Kusuri*, Shirota laughs.
ãThatâs rightâ¦But, donât you want to do it with me?ã
ãW-well, I doã
ãThen, itâs fineã
I wonder if itâs fine.
No, itâs probably not good.
ãI donât really care about thatâ¦ã
ãEh?ã
ãItâs not like Iâm gonna get in the way of you and Kurusu-sanã
Shirota shouldnât know mine and Miaâs relationship.
Since Mia probably didnât say anything to her, this is probably coming from her intuition.
Or maybe she means not interrupting me approaching Mia.
ãItâs fine if you just like me normallyâ¦ã
ãWhat do you mean?ã
ãI asked Fukikoâ¦it went smoothly with you and Kurusu-sanã
ãAh, e-toã
Eda knew the exact spot at the shrine.
In order not to hurt Shirota, she tried to skillfully avoid it.
ãIt was also saidâ¦it was fine to honorably admit defeat but that wasnât the only optionã
ãEh?ã
ãYou know it right? My feelingsâ¦ã
*Gugugu*, Shirota drew even closer to my body.
Our lips were almost touching and she let out a sweet breath while saying.
ãIâ¦really like youã
ãâ¦ã
It seems like our lips might touch.
It was at the point where even if I were to move my chin a little bit we would kiss.
Trying to retreat, I felt like a frog being stared at by a snake.
My consciousness was going in waves and I couldnât think properly.
I want to touch. I want to plant my lips on hers.
My instincts were shouting that loudly.
ãItâs not like Iâm going to monopolize youâ¦ã
ãAahâ¦ã
Our lips were already almost touching.
No they have probably already touched.
The feeling of being a nailâs distance away from touching ran across my lips.
Each time Shirota talks, it was just a bit but our lips would touch.
ãItâs just, itâs fine if you just properly look at meã
Shirota laughs with a grin.
Even though it was an innocent expression, she had the face of a bewitching woman inviting men.
ãThe final questionâ¦kiss meã
That was already no longer a question.
My patience crossed itâs limits, and I unconsciously moved.
With my eyes open, I press my lips against hers.
ãNhâ¦ã
And Shirota received it.
Used shitsumon corner which is directly questioning corner and is a sort of Q&A â©