Hmm... What a pain.
I wonder why I even came to this class gethering.
Coming here just reminded me of how I don’t fit in here.
I guess I’ll go pretend I need to use the bathroom and leave instead.
But I did want to give that guy this.
I thought I’d be able to hand it over nonchalantly with the noise and fun vibe here,
but I doubt that’s gonna happen now.
Really, what did I come here to do?
Eh, s-speak of the devil. He’s coming over here.
Oh... H-hello.
I-I didn’t really call you over here.
Wait, could you have heard what I said earlier?
H-hmm... So you were listening.
Well, I wasn’t talking about you, so it’s fine.
Huh...? I haven’t talked to anyone since coming here.
Actually, you should already know that if you heard me.
What do you mean, “I knew it”?
What I do has nothing to do with you.
Why are you saying I’m the same as always?
What’s that supposed to mean?
Are you making fun of me?
You sure have it good.
You can talk to a lot of girls, unlike me.
You happily look at them with a perverted face.
I’m not jealous at all.
Besides, I hate those kinds of jokes.
Huh!? You want me to go outside with you for a bit?
What’s with you suddenly?
Well, I don’t really mind.
And I was just about to go home.
Hmm... It’s so cold.
It’s really cold.
But I’m not surprised it’s not snowing.
Since it has to be colder for snow to fall.
Don’t ask me that so abruptly.
I’m not used to getting along with anyone at all.
Who cares though. It’s not like I went to become friends with any of them anyway.
And there’s no need for me to get along with them.
I have my own reasons.
Moving past that, there’s something I want to tell you.
Huh? You want to tell me something too?
In that case, you start.
No, you first.
Forget about me. It’s not a big deal. I can just tell you later.
Took you long enough. So, what did you want to say?
Huh? Y-you want me to show you breasts? What? Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Just so you know, there’s no point in asking that. Ever.
That should be obvious.
There’s no way I would be like,
“okay, here you go,” if you asked me suddenly.
Huh? That was it? Haaah...
Now it’s pointlessly harder for me to say what I wanted to say.
Forget about me wanting to tell you something.
Pretend you didn’t hear me.
G-geez, I’m going home.
Did you really bring me outside because you wanted to see my breasts?
Hah... I’m so done.
W-wait a minute. I didn’t say you could go home yet.
Um, umm...
Since we’re already together, why don’t we chat for a bit longer?
We could go find a place to warm up if you’re cold.
Like, over there. H-how about it?
Hah... Out of all the places, why was a love hotel the place I pointed at?
And we ended up going inside.
Hmm... So this is your first time in a love hotel too.
This is my first time too, so I’m a little relieved.
But I’m kinda surprised, since you seem to be a womanizer.
Hmm... I see.
H-huh? You want to hear what I wanted to say?
I told you to pretend you didn’t hear me...
Don’t bring it back up now, of all times.
Anyway, why did you say you wanted to see my breasts earlier?
Because you want to?
D-don’t be so blunt.
I don’t know how I should respond.
We may be longtime friends, but some things are just not allowed.
What’s wrong? You haven’t said anything like that until now.
That’s right. Today’s your birthday, isn’t it?
But you becoming one year older has nothing to do with that. Idiot.
I know. Let’s turn on the heater. It’s a little cold.
Okay, I’m turning it on.
You’re still on about that? Aren’t you a little too persistent?
Are your longtime friend’s breasts the only things you can ask for?
You win. If you’re that enthusiastic about them, then I don’t mind.
Wait, I didn’t say I would go through with it fully.
Obviously, I can’t show you my breasts, but I give you permission to touch them.
Don’t get so happy over this.
You can do it today for your birthday, but that’s it.
D-don’t inform me you’re going to touch my breasts.
That just makes me needlessly embarrassed.
No. You’ll take off my clothes.
Why are you stripping me on purpose?
My underwear isn’t really cute today, so I didn’t want them to be seen.
I-it’s cute? R-really?
I’m a little happy to hear that.
I’m happy, but...
You’re touching me so boldly...
I didn’t say that.
Don’t call me cute while touching me.
That’s because you’re touching me so lewdly.
It’s not like... It’s not like...
I want you to touch me... directly.
It tickles when you cuddle my thighs like that.
I-I don’t hate it.
Rather... I might want you to... touch me more.
Your hands are warm and big,
so being touched by them puts me in a weird mood.
It’s not like I’m aroused or anything.
I-It’s your fault...
I’m becoming like this.
Y-you want to kiss?
You should know that’s taking it too far.
Of course you can’t-
It’s against the rules to force yourself on me.
And this is my first time.
You can’t kiss me...
while touching me all over.
Huh, a-are you stopping already?
I-I didn’t really dislike it.
Umm, but it’s not like it made me happy.
And I don’t want to do more...
but I am wondering if it’s alright to leave things unfinished.
Yeah. Well, I’m okay with this, as long as you’re satisfied.
This really is just for today, okay?
Don’t stop halfway through. Idiot. Moron.