About The Case When I Started Living With A Cool Goddess-Sama, But Because Of Being Too Spoiled, She Ended Up Becoming A Clumsy Useless Person. - Chapter 4.7: Goddess-Sama Vs. Childhood Friend. (Part 7)
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- Chapter 4.7: Goddess-Sama Vs. Childhood Friend. (Part 7)
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Goddess-Sama Vs. Childhood Friend. (Part 7)
As expected, that was a bad idea.
I am not confident that I can keep my cool.
Mikoto-san’s cheeks turned red and she looked at me with an upward glance.
“No…?”
“Not really but…”
Reflexively, I replied.
Oh, shit.
I should have said no.
I asked fearfully.
“No, but are you sure you want me to wipe you?”
“Yes. If you don’t, it would mean I lied to Sasaki-san.”
Am I going to wipe Mikoto-san’s breasts?
The thought of it made me flustered.
My face probably turned bright red.
Perhaps noticing my gaze, Mikoto-san looked away and said,
“Ahh… Uhmm… I’ll wipe there myself, so I want you to wipe my back instead.”
“Your back?”
“I sweat a lot, and I feel uncomfortable. I can’t reach it by myself.”
“Ahh, I see.”
Then it’s good.
No, maybe not.
Anyway, I can’t refuse.
She’s relying on me.
I nodded, got a bath towel from the bathroom, wet it, squeezed it tightly, and put it in a plastic bag.
And then I put it in the microwave.
I made a steaming towel.
I called out to the back room.
“Mikoto-san, don’t worry about getting wet or anything, just cover yourself with a blanket for now. It will be cold. Can you wait for me on the futon?”
Mikoto-san nodded and mumbled “thanks”.
After a minute or so, I took out the steaming towel and returned to Mikoto-san.
Mikoto-san was waiting with her back facing me, covered with a blanket.
Perhaps noticing me, Mikoto-san quickly dropped the blanket.
Once again, Mikoto-san’s beautiful white skin was exposed.
“It’s embarrassing…”
Mikoto-san murmured.
“I was in the same state just now.”
“Still, I’m embarrassed.”
“You have to be patient.”
I said and reached for Mikoto-san’s back.
I put the steaming towel on Mikoto-san and she wriggled a little ticklishly.
And then I wiped her back.
“Is the pressure okay?”
“Yes.”
From that point on, Mikoto-san remained silent and I continued to rub her back.
Mikoto-san’s back looked very small.
After a while, Mikoto-san said,
“I found this book in the closet. The Eighteen Prohibited Books.”
“Ahhー… what about it?”
“You’re lucky Sasaki-san didn’t see them.”
Come to think of it, there was one of those too. It seems that the book that Amane-nee san borrowed from Kaho was still in the closet, and if Kaho had been looking for it, she might have found them.
Compared to how Mikoto-san had found it, an erotic book was no problem at all for Kaho, and Kaho might have laughed it off.
Mikoto-san continued.
“They were all pictures of girls who looked a lot like Sasaki-san.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, they were… You really do like Sasaki-san, don’t you?”
“Well, yes, I do.”
When I answered, Mikoto-san replied in a slightly downcast voice, “I see.”
However, I didn’t mean it that way, but if one asks me, whether it’s a photo magazine for adults or a photo book of a gravure idol, the one on the cover was a bright, short haircut that looks a lot like Kaho.
I thought I understood now what my friend Ooki meant when he said with a laugh, “I’ll give you something that suits your taste.”
I finished wiping Mikoto-san’s back.
“Can you do the rest yourself?”
“Uhm… I’d like to ask you something beforehand…”
“Ehh?”
“I thought it felt surprisingly good to have someone wipe my body. Would you accept this request of mine, Akihara-kun?”
Mikoto-san looked back at me.
I knew it, I was going to wipe her breasts too.
Mikoto-san looked straight at me with her blue eyes, and her face turned red.
“Indeed I’m still embarrassed…”
“Right. Besides, Mikoto-san, you don’t like men, I’m sure you don’t like the idea of being wiped by me.”
“I don’t hate it. I asked you to do it. I hate men… but I don’t hate you, Akihara-kun, not that much.”
“I’m not sure what to say…., but, well, thank you.”
When I said this in a stuttering tone, Mikoto-san giggled.
Her silver hair swayed lightly.
Involuntarily, I gazed at Mikoto-san.
She looked at me with a soft smile on her cheeks.
“I think this is the first time I’ve seen you laugh.”
“Ah, is that so? Was it weird?”
“No, I think… you look very cute.”
After I said it, I regretted it.
I thought, She wouldn’t be happy to be called cute by me. I thought I might be accused of sexual harassment.
However, Mikoto-san murmured in a cheerful voice, “I see.”
“Yeah, I’ve been told by many people that I’m beautiful, but when you, Akihara-kun, says I’m cute, it’s a new feeling..”
Mikoto-san smiled beautifully once more as she said this.