Our Classmates Don't Know We're Having S*x In Your Room

Today is a day of many things in the morning.

I found a letter in my shoe box, and Takai had a makeover.

I am eating lunch with Chihiro, Uehara-san, and Aizawa-san.

Takai, on the other hand, has never eaten with us during lunch break. According to her, it is because she wants to spend more time reading.

「But even so, Takai-san has changed, hasn’t she? She has become very pretty.」

Chihiro looked at Takai, who continued to look at Aizawa-san.

「Yesterday, when the three of us went out after school, Marika suggested that it would look good on her. So I went to Marika’s favorite hairdresser and got her a haircut.」

What a deliberate action! Uehara-san was a person of immediate action when she had an idea.

I remember that Uehara-san coordinated everything for me on the spot and even gave me instructions on how to cut the hair.

「Uehara-san is amazing… You made all the decisions for me, and I really respect that.」

「Ehehe, I’ve been praised! I’m so happy when Tōyama praises me.」

Uehara-san, who was embarrassed by my praise, was really cute. I am surrounded by pretty girls. Chihiro is a guy, though.

Suddenly, I looked at another group in the classroom and there was Nakamura Tomomi, whose name was written on the letter in the shoe box this morning.

——What on earth does she want?

Did Nakamura-san really put the letter in there? Perhaps it was a prank in Nakamura-san’s name.

As I gazed at Nakamura-san with this thought in my mind, my eyes met hers.

Nakamura-san smiled and gave me a small wave. I did not respond to her and quickly looked away.

「Tōyama, what’s wrong? Suddenly you got a little spaced out.」

Uehara-san looked at me worriedly.

「Ah, ahh… It’s nothing. I was up a little late reading a book, didn’t get much sleep, and now I’m suddenly feeling sleepy.」

「I see, Tōyama should read in moderation.」

「Yeah, I should do that.」

That attitude of Nakamura-san’s is…… is it still Nakamura-san who wrote the letter?

〜 After-School 〜

After school, I told Uehara-san and the others that I had something to do and came to the back of the school building where I was summoned.

At the place where I was summoned, there was a girl with semi-long, brightly dyed hair and a well-shaped face standing there. I am sure it was Nakamura-san.

「Tōyama-kun? You came… Thank you!」

When I approached her, she smiled.

「Is this letter from Nakamura-san in my shoe box?」

「Yeah, I’m sorry to call you on such short notice.」

「No, that’s fine…… but, what kind of business do you want from me?」

I had no idea what Nakamura-san wanted to talk to me about, even now that I was standing in front of her. I have no connection with her.

「Erm… u-uhm…」

Nakamura-san seemed to have a very hard time saying it.

「I love you, Tōyama-kun! Please go out with me!」

Hee!?

I couldn’t help but sound dumb.

「Just now, what do you…?」

「I had the courage to say it, and now you want me to say it one more time to embarrass me?」

Nakamura-san seemed a little miffed.

「N–No, I’m not sure if I’m hearing this right, because I don’t believe it for a second…」

「It can’t be helped… then. It’s hard to trust something like this out of the blue, isn’t it? …Okay, I’ll say it again.」

「Sure…」

「I like Tōyama-kun. Will you go out with me?」

Apparently, I did not mishear.

「Erm… Why is it me? We’re in the same class, but I’m talking to you for the first time today, aren’t I?」

I have had no contact with Nakamura-san and have never spoken a word to her.

「We certainly haven’t talked before, but you recently cut your hair, didn’t you? Then you started to feel refreshed and kind of good about it.」

Can a hair cut make that much of a difference?

「Is that not reason enough then?」

It may be that the atmosphere has indeed changed and I have become more concerned about it. Looking at Takai today, it seems like that could be the case.

But I don’t think anything of Nakamura-san. I can’t socialize with her without having to think about it.

「Erm… I appreciate the sentiment, but I can’t go out with Nakamura-san.」

I turned down Nakamura-san’s confession without any hesitation.

「I guess it’s not working… Compared to Uehara-san, I’m not even pretty…」

Nakamura-san became a little shaken.

「No, I don’t think so. I think you’re cute, too, Nakamura-san.」

It is pitiful to compare her with Uehara-san. She is special.

「Is that true!? I’m glad to hear you say that, Tōyama!」

I am glad to see that Nakamura-san seems to have regained some of her energy.

「But, after all, I’ve never talked to Nakamura-san, and I don’t have those feelings, so I can’t go out with you.」

I answered honestly.

「I guess… you are right…」

Nakamura-san seemed to be thinking about something.

「I understand… I will give up for now…」

Thank goodness…… Nakamura-san seems to be willing to give up. She did say now, though.

「Yeah, I’m sorry for the way you feel.」

「No, I am sorry that I pushed Toyama-kun too much without considering his feelings. So, uhm…… I have one last request.」

「A request? Let’s see…… if I can.」

「U–Uhm… Could you give me a h–hug?　Even if I can’t go out with Tōyama-kun, I think I can give up with that.」

——Ehh!? Hugging is that thing where you hug someone?

Why the hug all of a sudden? But what if she’s satisfied with at least a…… hug and gives up?

「I knew it… i–is it still impossible?」

Nakamura-san looks up at me and apologetically asks me to do something. This is the kind of gesture that makes men weak.

「Y–Yeah, at least a hug would be nice.」

Well, I could make it look like that for a few seconds. If that would make her give up.

「Really!? Yay! P–Please take care of me then.」

I put my hands around Nakamura-san’s body and hug her lightly. It had a soft touch and a nice smell that is peculiar to women.

Nakamura-san also put her hand around my back.

Nakamura-san is a short person, with the top of her head about the same height as my chin. She is snug in my chest.

We held each other for about ten seconds. She moved away from my chest.

「Thank you very much, Tōyama-kun! I won’t forget this moment today!」

With that, she ran off in embarrassment.

As I watched Nakamura-san storm off, I thought that confessing and being confessed to are both exhausting.

I was used to sex but had zero experience when it came to love, and I sat there, exhausted from my first time.