I Asked A Beautiful Girl, Who Was About To Jump Off The School Rooftop, 'If You're Going To Die Anyway, Could You At Least Take My Virginity Before You Go?' To My Surprise, She Agreed.

A Slightly Risky Selfie From A Beautiful Girl Was Sent To Me.

“Whoa…”

I couldn’t help but feel a bit impressed as I looked at my reflection in the mirror.

“Cutting your bangs really cleaned up your look, didn’t it?”

The stylist’s voice came from behind me as I sat in the chair.

“Yeah, it did…”

It had been a long time since I’d seen my face without my bangs covering it. She had also trimmed the other parts that had grown out, leaving me looking much fresher, just as she said. Although, it was probably part of her usual customer service to throw in such compliments.

“Hatsune-san-chan is going to fall for you all over again!”

“…”

I was tempted to correct her again—Hatsune-san isn’t my girlfriend, just a friend—but I was too tired to bother at this point. Keeping up appearances in an unfamiliar salon had been a bit draining.

As I stepped out of the salon, Hatsune-san was waiting for me. It looked like she had done some shopping, as she was holding a paper bag.

“Wow… your impression has really changed!”

Hatsune-san’s eyes widened as she examined me closely.

“Isn’t that a bit exaggerated for just a haircut?”

“No way! This looks way better! It feels like all of your hidden charm has finally come to light.”

I hadn’t fully grasped what the stylist had said, but Hatsune-san’s enthusiastic praise made me feel genuinely good about the change.

“Well, if you’re saying that, then I guess it was worth stepping into that unfamiliar salon.”

“Fufuuu. I felt a bit guilty for making you spend money on my whims, so if you’re happy with it, that’s what matters most.”

“Guilty? It’s not like that at all. I was planning to get haircut soon anyway, so this was a good opportunity.”

What’s more, I was satisfied just having received compliments from Hatsune-san.

“Is that so? Even so, I felt a little bad, so I decided to treat you and bought this.”

Hatsune-san raised the paper bag in her hand.

“What did you buy?”

“Well, it’s something to liven up our future together… sort of?”

“…? What does that mean?”

“It’s a secret for now. I’ll send you a picture later.”

With that, Hatsune-san flashed a teasing smile, leaving me curious about what was inside the bag.

***

After that, I decided to walk Hatsune-san to her home. The distance from the shopping mall to her apartment was only about a five-minute walk, so we arrived quickly.

We stopped in front of the apartment building and faced each other.

“Yakumo-kun, I had a lot of fun today.”

“I did too… It was enjoyable.”

For someone like me, who tends to keep to themselves, expressing my feelings in words is an unfamiliar act. Yet, surprisingly, it flowed easily when I was with Hatsune-san.

“fufuu~. I’m glad to hear that you feel the same…”

As she murmured this, Hatsune-san suddenly hugged me tightly, burying her face in my chest.

“H-Hatsune-san…?”

Naturally, I was taken aback. If we were alone in a room, it might be different, but in a public place where anyone could see us, what could have prompted this sudden action?

“I enjoyed talking with the committee president and others, but it was a bit exhausting too.”

“Well, I can understand that.”

As someone who also tends to be introverted, I get how tiring it can be to interact with others. However, being close to Hatsune-san made my heart race even more.

“But when I’m close to you, Yakumo-kun, I feel really at ease.”

Her tone was indeed very soothing.

“I don’t really understand it, but if this is what makes you feel secure, then feel free to do it as much as you want.”

“Really? As much as I want?”

Hatsune-san lifted her face from my chest. Oh no, I might have overcommitted. If this continues indefinitely, I don’t think my heart can handle it.

“Well, within the boundary…”

“Within the boundary, huh? That’s a bit disappointing, but I guess I should honestly follow your opinion on this.”

“You really back down surprisingly easily, don’t you?”

“Yeah. It’s just that, um…”

In response to my question, Hatsune-san’s cheeks turned unexpectedly red.

“If I keep sticking close like this, I might not be able to hold back for long.”

“Hold back… ah.”

The memory of our second encounter a few days ago flooded my mind.

“But considering it’s only been a little while since I said I couldn’t hold back, doing it again would be rather reckless… so I’ll hold off today.”

Despite saying that, Hatsune-san tightened her embrace. If she wants to hold back, she really shouldn’t press her soft chest against me like that. All sorts of memories flooded back, making it hard for me to endure.

(That said, I don’t want to pull away either…)

It’s not just Hatsune-san who finds comfort in our closeness. I do as well. Just being close to her gives me a sense of confidence. Perhaps those two encounters we had were the ultimate expression of that.

“…Alright!”

After a moment, Hatsune-san declared cheerfully as she pulled away from me.

“Thanks to you, Yakumo-kun, I’ve received enough energy, so I’ll stop here for now.”

“Ah, yeah. Sure.”

Still a bit dazed, I replied absentmindedly. I felt as though I had been teased and left hanging. Of course, that wasn’t Hatsune-san’s intention.

“Well then, Yakumo-kun, see you tomorrow!”

“See you tomorrow.”

As I responded, Hatsune-san waved her hand and entered the apartment building. Now, it was time for me to head home.

***

When I got home, my younger sister Mayuki was waiting by the entrance as usual.

“W-What happened to your hair, Onii-san?”

“I had a lot going on, so I got it cut.”

“…A lot going on? What do you mean?”

“Nothing in particular. Someone suggested I try a change, so I decided to cut it short.”

I took off my shoes and walked past the stunned Mayuki.

“Onii-san, you changed your look because someone suggested it…? I can definitely sense another girl’s presence around you…!”

Mayuki was saying something behind me, but I ignored her and went up the stairs. Now that I thought about it, I realized I hadn’t talked to Mayuki about Hatsune-san at all.

(Explaining it sounds tedious, so I guess I can just keep it a secret for now…)

As I entered my room, a notification pinged on my phone. I pulled it out of my pocket to check, and saw a message from Hatsune-san.

“Actually, while you were at the hair salon, I bought this.”

Along with the message, there was a photo sent. It was a selfie of Hatsune-san.

In the picture, she was lying on her bed, wearing nothing but black lingerie. The design was a bit more mature.

“What kind of picture is this…?”

A flurry of thoughts raced through my mind upon seeing Hatsune-san’s selfie. So that was what was in the bag she had. Could it be that Hatsune-san was teasing me after all?

As my eyes were glued to the screen, another message from her came in.

“I’ll wear this next time we meet.”

Huh.

Does this mean… there will be a next time?