His Childhood Friend is a Beautiful, Reclusive Girl, So He Spends His After-School Hours in Her Room (But He’s Not Her Boyfriend!) - Ch. 45: Something's Wrong With Yuika 1

Well, a lot really happened yesterday.
But the bottom line is that I was able to do some good ear cleaning. I cleaned her ears carefully and meticulously, and made her feel loosened and comfortable, and was able to show her how wonderful it was. I was very satisfied.

By the way, I went to the junior high school this morning with a gift certificate. Iori made the mistake of asking a teacher, “how can I raise a baby in junior high school?” and an emergency staff meeting was held.

However, since it was also my homeroom school, I explained and apologized, and somehow they forgave me.
The teacher, who used to be my homeroom teacher, was in her twenties, and she said, “well, we all knew Kisaragi was not the kind of girl who would make such a mistake.”

Iori was trusted everywhere, after all. As a big brother, I’m proud of you.
But the teacher, on the other hand, for some reason, grabbed me by the shoulders and lectured me.

“‘So, Mikami. Are you okay? You didn’t touch Kisaragi’s sister, did you? You’re not going to have a baby, are you!? At least until you graduate, have a clean relationship, promise me!’”
“‘What are you yelling at me in the staff room, sensei? I know. We’re just childhood friends. You have to believe me.’”

“‘You say it so briskly, as a sensei, I don’t believe a word of it.’”
“‘Isn’t that awful? Is that what you say to your former student?’”
“‘Mikami, telling a lie to a child won’t work. A teacher is called a holy person because he or she is ready to give serious lectures.’”
“‘You’re saying this like it’s a good story, but it hurts me like a real blade you know!?’”

The teacher knew that Yuika was a recluse. He’s probably worried about her, but even so, what’s the difference in trust between her and Iori? Seriously, what is it?

“‘…Please, sensei. Iori, who is Kisaragi’s younger brother, is right next to you. Please don’t talk about anything strange.’”
“‘It’s not a problem, Souta Nii-chan. I passed that kind of thing 2000 years ago.’”
“‘What’s going on!? Why all of a sudden the metaphorical Mach thrust?’”
“‘It means I’ve been practicing Kung Fu every day.’”

I don’t know what it was, but I was very impressed with Iori’s archaic smile, as if he had reached some kind of enlightenment.

…That is the end of my recollection.
I’m not sure how I really felt about this, but it’s after school and today I’m in front of Yuika’s room like always.

A lot of things happened from yesterday till this morning, but from here on, it’s business as usual. I decided to spend a lazy day in my childhood friend’s room, and knocked on the door.

“Yuika, I’m here.”
“…Ah, Souta. Yes, welcome.”

Today, Yuika was wearing her usual pajamas. Her hair was not braided, but straight as usual. I was a little disappointed because I liked her as Osanazuma yesterday, but it didn’t change the fact that she was cute.

I sat down in front of the glass table as usual and took out my school work.
Then Yuika closed the laptop she had been playing games on and came over to my side…
Then she snuggled onto the left side of my body.

“…Hmm?”

Yuika did not move. She just stuck to me and remained quiet.
What’s this? Is this a new play or something?

“Uh, Yuika-san?”
“What is it? Souta-san.”
“No, what is it, more like…do you mean something?”

In response to my question, Yuika placed her cheek on my shoulder and looked up at me.
Then, she whispered.

“Pampering time is in effect.”

…I see, I don’t get it.
No, it was always the case that Yuika spoils me, but I feel like the atmosphere was different.

“Um, I’m working on an assignment…”
“Yeah, that’s why I attached to your left side. Souta is right-handed, so this won’t get in the way.”
“So, you were paying attention to me.”
“That’s right. Am I great?”
“Ah, great…possibly?”
“Then, praise me, praise me!”

She rubbed her cheek on me pleadingly.
Oi oi, she’s cute like a small animal… I don’t understand the situation at all, but I stroke her hair anyway.

“Here, here.”
“Ehehehe.”

She looks satisfied. Just looking at her with her shy expression on her face was very soothing.
That’s all well and good, but there was something that was bothering me.

“Uh, Yuika, that…is going hit me?”
“Hmm, what is?”
“Well, it’s…your chest?”

Yuika was attached to the left side of my body. The closest contact was with my arm, but she was rubbing her cheek against my shoulder, so the side of her large, fruitful F-cup was almost touching my chest.

In response to my gentlemanly point, Yuika was silent.
It was an exquisitely awkward silence. No, no, no, no, no, why are you so silent? Normally, she would say something like “Souta no ecchi” and give me a disgusted stare.

Because I didn’t know what was going on, I was confused
Then, suddenly, Yuika leaned closer to me—

Byon,

—Her chest touched mine.

“…!?”

It was unbelievably soft. I’ve never touched anything so soft in my life. Yes, I mean…she didn’t wear a bra. It was as direct and soft as could be.

I had been pampered and touched it with my face before, but my erotic feelings had disappeared at that time. This is probably the first time I’ve ever felt the texture of Yuika’s bre*sts in their bare state. My mind started to boil. My blood pressure also skyrocketed.

Then Yuika spoke up.
With a mischievous, embarrassed smile.

“…Ehe, I guessed.”

Probably, I would have taken a dive at her like in the past.
But my mentor’s advice sparked in my brain, and I rapidly rebooted my reason.

It was more of a sense of danger than an erotic feeling that welled up. I knew something was wrong earlier, but now I’m sure of it. My daily life has already lost its gears somewhere…!

“Clock up!”
“What, tachyon particles moving through time?”

I imagined a world where even raindrops were still, and dove as hard as I could. Not to Yuika, but to the opposite side of the room.
There was a poster of a beautiful warship girl hung, and I said out loud what was upsetting me in my heart.

“W-what’s wrong with you!? What’s wrong with you today, Yuika?”
“Eh, because…”

Yuika hid her bre*sts with her hands, as if she was now embarrassed. Don’t do something like that if it doesn’t really cover it up, in fact it makes me more aware of it!

“…Since you did all that yesterday, I thought I’d at least let you touch my bre*sts.”
“What do you mean by that?”

The only thing I did yesterday was clean her ears. So how come the F-cup ban was lifted?
I knew something was wrong. The way Yuika is acting now, as if she’s completely blown away…it’s like a couple who crossed the line.

I was in a whirl of confusion and surprise.
And on this day, I was once again faced with a huge choice: childhood friend or lover?

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