A 30 Year Old Virgin (One Who Haven’t Even Interacted with Women) Took an Exam to Become a Wizard.

Volume 2- Chapter 11: Shaving and Putting them on…

I was using scissors to cut Mika’s pubic hair.

I had never cut my own pubic hair, so was it really okay for me to be the one doing it?

It wasn’t a forced, criminal act. Mika had asked me to shave her pubic hair in preparation for her surgery, and I had no choice but to comply… or so I pretended.

Inwardly, I was thrilled, and I was snipping away with great delight.

“Haa, waa…”

Mika, sitting in the patient-use bath wheelchair, “shower chair,” was breathing shallowly. She was enduring the stimulation of having her sensitive area cut.

Her illness, bone cancer, had caused her legs to become paralyzed, and she couldn’t stand or move them. It was like she was in handcuffs.

I lifted one of her legs at a time, alternating between them, and inserted the scissors into her pubic hair, known as the V-zone. Mika’s pubic hair was thick, and it was hard to see the most intimate part. Each time I cut, more of the hidden area was revealed. It was like the ultimate strip show, and I had to exert considerable mental strength to suppress my excitement.

Her pubic hair was now about 5mm long.

“So this is how it looks like…”

I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva. I wanted to shout to all the virgins in the world.

I was witnessing a real woman’s private parts, not just as images on the internet.

Mika’s nether region was glistening wet.

Between the plump folds, a small piece of flesh, resembling a clam, slipped out with a pop. While trimming the hair, my fingertips unexpectedly brushed against it a few times. Each time, I felt a sensation as if it was sucking at me, but given that it resembled a clam, it made sense.

It looked so delicious that I wanted to eat it, but I had to wait. I had to complete the job first and then slowly enjoy the meal later, as proper dining etiquette dictated.

I had her confession. Mika had said, “To finish what we started.” I didn’t need to rush.

The hair in the V-zone and the female genitals were in almost the same area… I kept looking, and my hands stopped. I forced my eyes to move to her hair, pretending to be focused on the quality of the cut.

I decided that I couldn’t cut it any shorter.

I concluded that there wasn’t enough space to spread her legs any wider in the narrow wheelchair. It would be dangerous to use a razor in this position.

“Using the razor like this is dangerous. It might injure your delicate parts.”

The hair on a woman’s body has different names. There’s the wide-ranging ‘V’ on the outside, the ‘I’ on the inside, and further, on the flip side, there’s the ‘O’ lying in wait.

Men’s pubic hair is simpler and less interesting. You just pull down the bag and it’s done—a simple structure with no intricate drama.

What am I even saying?

“Yeah, that’s true. Then please lay me down on the floor so we can finish this.”

“It’ll be cold.”

“I can endure it. I asked you to do this, so I’ll bear it.”

If I have her lie on her back, I could spread her legs, and that would be the only way, but I hesitate. The floor is cold tile, and having Mika lie naked on it seems cruel and uncomfortable.

What should I do to make Mika feel comfortable while being cut? As I looked around the bathroom, my eyes caught sight of the shower nozzle.

What if I spill some warm water on the floor first?

I took the shower nozzle and turned on the hot water. I adjusted the temperature to be just a bit warmer than usual and placed it on the upper side of the slightly sloped floor. The shower water spread out in a radial pattern, gradually warming the floor. Yes, this way her body won’t get cold, and she should feel comfortable.

“Just bear with it for a moment.”

I wrapped my arms around her back and lifted her out of the wheelchair. I laid her down on the floor. Even in such a brief moment, she wouldn’t let go of the bath towel. Her crucial, feminine parts were completely exposed. Despite being so thoroughly bared, she was hiding her cute, shy chest with a sense of modesty, as if it were her final fortress.

I laid her down on the warm floor, raising her knees and spreading them wide to the sides. Mika turned her head to the side and let out a sigh.

“U, kuu.”

My eyes were inevitably drawn to the sides, and her hidden garden revealed itself as exposed as a shijimi clam. Clear fluid spilled out of it.

“You’re so naughty, Mika.”

“Don’t say it.”

I took the shaving cream from the washbasin and applied it to my fingers, which now smelled of raspberry. And I positioned myself much more deeper than earlier.

Now, I was going to use the razor to shave her pubic hair. As I thought about it, my excitement and tension increased beyond what I had felt when using the scissors.

I focused on the sensitive hairline, applying a generous amount of cream to the V-zone. I thoroughly rubbed it into her thighs, pubic bone, and plump flesh. One millimeter at a time, I carefully rubbed it in with the pads of my fingers.

“Ah… Nn…”

Her labia responded to the movement of my fingers, quivering and opening and closing. It was like a soft-bodied creature, but the sublime beauty it exuded went beyond that simple description.

All men yearn for this and try to test their own love. My junior, who had been dormant in my pants, was now at its peak, responding to the opening and closing of her labia.

Mika had prepared a women’s razor, which was, of course, gentle on the skin but still a sharp blade. It was a dangerous item that shouldn’t be entrusted to others.

“Why didn’t you use an electric shaver? You could have done it yourself, right?”

I took a deep breath and held the razor close to her. It was challenging, but I calmed my excitement and carefully moved my fingers. I couldn’t afford to make even a small mistake.

“I have one, but I tried it and couldn’t do it. I felt too much, and I couldn’t continue shaving halfway through.”

“Why? Ah, the vibration? It’s like a vibrator, isn’t it?”

Well, that’s true. Even an electric shaver operates with a motor. I can imagine that the stimulation is comparable. I haven’t used one, but if it feels that good, maybe I should look for one designed for men. No, though, it would be ominous to be scheming such things right as I’m about to graduate from being a virgin. I need to take that thought out of my mind.

I can’t help but imagine Mika’s face as she arches back with the electric shaver applied to herself. I tried to distract myself with foolish conversation, but instead, blood rushed to my head.

Don’t think, feel. Focus your fingers.

Jori, jori…

“Ah… Ki… Kuu, fuuhnnn… To think that it’s this… Nnn…”

The fine sensation of cutting her pubic hair from the hair roots is transmitted to my fingers. Mika is receiving it on her skin close to her private area. Each time a single strand is cut, she lets out a sweet, soft-colored moan.

On hair grooming sites, they distinguish between the V and I zones, but in reality, they are almost the same area. Both the V zone and the more inner I zone aren’t separated for shaving. Sweat drips into my eyes. Wiping it away, I shaved little by little, making sure not to apply too much pressure.

Occasionally, I added more shaving cream. As I changed the areas I was shaving, I gently pulled the sensitive skin with my fingertips. The innermost layer of skin peeled back slightly, revealing a small, firm core.

“Ahhn~ Geez… Aah…”

She twitched and her hips danced. Warm liquid gushed out in a steady flow. Body fluids and cream mixed together, forming a single, unified substance.

Perhaps, just perhaps, Mika reached climax. With my hand, I led her to orgasm. A pleasant surprise. It’s a joy beyond measure for a man. Is it really okay to experience such happiness?

But I couldn’t let my guard down. The job wasn’t done yet. I was only halfway there.

The sweat and excitement blurred my vision. Her genitals were just 10 cm in front of my eyes. I carefully shaved the hair around them, making sure they were completely smooth. I checked to ensure that her skin was as smooth as a baby’s. Her labia, now a bright red, quivered and responded.

The last step was the O-zone.

I laid her on her side and held her legs, exposing her buttocks. I applied shaving cream around her anus.

“Nn… Nn… There… Don’t…”

“Don’t let out your voice.”

I was at my limit, too. I wanted to release everything right now. But Mika opened her mouth and whispered softly, her voice full of sweetness and sincerity.

“Please… Just let me say this. Even though I’m sick and hospitalized, my sexual desire didn’t go away. But Yousuke said no, that he wouldn’t do it. I asked him to use his fingers, but he refused. So, thank you. If… If… Even if the surgery doesn’t go well, I won’t have any regrets… Nnh~”

Finally, it was over. I carefully shaved the area around her anus.

I picked up the shower nozzle and washed away the hair remnants and the creamy mixture from her body. I leaned her against the wall and applied the moisturizing lotion from the small container to her skin.

“Why are you saying such sad things? Don’t forget our promise.”

“Yes. I’m yours at this time. Do whatever you want with me. Let’s properly finish what we started.”

I had a conflict within myself.

Should I graduate from virginity or clear the panties trial?

I could choose to graduate from my virginity first and then put on the panties, but the trial required me to be a “virgin who hasn’t had any contact with women.” Although Mari’s case had changed that condition, the prerequisite of being a virgin might still be necessary.

If I ignored the important parts and let my desires take over. What would happen?

I didn’t know.

Perhaps the trial would simply be interrupted, and I would be sent back to my original time.

I might be disqualified, and my soul might be put in danger.

Nothing might happen, and I might remain in this time.

On the other hand, my desire was about to explode. My rationality couldn’t suppress it anymore.

Should I choose to graduate from being a virgin or clear the panties trial?

If I had to choose, the panties trial was the obvious choice.

I knew that, but my aroused junior wouldn’t listen to reason. Mika, with her delicious honey-coated allure, was right in front of me, and I couldn’t resist. It would be rude to pass up

this opportunity, and I would be letting down my future self. No, my junior wouldn’t calm down.

Foolish rationalizations take over the majority of my emotional state. To hell with reason.

Ridiculous excuses flooded my brain.

(What if I put them on while doing it?)

It was a divine revelation. The goddess had given me the perfect solution. This was the only way.

I clicked on Sakuragi Mika’s panty photo on the status screen and materialized the fundoshi panties.

“I’ll put these on you.”

“Huh? Where did you get those?”

“This is also a fundoshi, like the one you wore. As I said before, I’ll put these on you, Mika. No arguments.”

“I don’t mind, but… Won’t it get in the way when we do it?”

“I’ll manage.”

“Mou~ Your face is that of a pervert right now.”

I smiled at her and spread her legs. I didn’t mind the wet floor. I obediently followed her lead and slid the fundoshi panties over her toes.

“Ah… Eh?”

“What’s wrong?”

“It feels weird. I can’t explain it, but it feels weird.”

I didn’t know what she meant, but it did feel strange. I pulled the panties up to her knees, and her voice grew louder.

“Oh, oh, oh, it feels so good, so much more than before… Ahhh.”

I continued to pull the panties up, and her voice rose with each movement. She was gradually expressing her hidden pleasure with her whole body, unable to hide it anymore.

“Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, uuu, nnnn.”

The panties reached her waist, and only one step remained. I was going to do it. The timing for insertion was right here.

I laid her on the wall and held her legs, exposing her buttocks. I shifted the panties to the side and pulled them up, putting them on her.

I had put them on 90%. I took off my pants and released my junior, who was eagerly standing at attention.

At that moment, Mika suddenly grabbed my junior and frantically moved her hand up and down. Her legs kicked and flailed as she screamed, “Put it in, put it in!”

“Wait, let go. I’ll put it in.”

I tried to free my junior from her grip, but she wouldn’t let go. She writhed and thrashed, crying, “I want it, I want it.”

Mika’s palm was coated with various liquids, and it felt amazing. My junior, who had never been touched by a woman’s hand before, was happily being caressed, and I couldn’t control it.

I had been suppressing my desires and focusing on the hair cutting and shaving all this time in the bathroom. It had been a long, long period of endurance. My junior, who had been dormant, was now hypersensitive to pleasure, and her palm was caressing him relentlessly.

Piku, piku. It created such sounds as it get’s ready to launch. It’s a shame to just let those hands stop, but I wouldn’t want to go limp before the main event. Hang in there, me. Keep going.

“I’m going to cum… I’m going to cum again… Stalker-kun, hurry up…”

Mika, with her panties snug around her hips, reached her second climax.

My body was then illuminated by a bright light.