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. - Chapter 4: I Got To Experience A Beautiful Girl's ‘First Time’ Again Today.

I Got To Experience A Beautiful Girl’s ‘First Time’ Again Today.

The Day I Graduated from Being a Virgin with the Most Beautiful Girl in High School.

By the time I returned home to my suburban neighborhood, the clock had already passed 8 PM. For an average high school student, this might seem like a perfectly acceptable hour. However, my situation was different.

I had recently gone missing in another world and had lost all memories of that time. So, I had some explaining to do.

As I opened the front door, my stepsister was waiting for me in the entrance, arms crossed. Given that I had ignored all her attempts to contact me, it was only natural for her to be angry.

Being two years younger, my stepsister scolded me thoroughly, but I hardly listened any of her lectures. From the moment I left home until I went to bed, my mind was endlessly replaying the experiences I had shared with Hatsune. Having lost my virginity was a once-in-a-lifetime event, so I thought it was only reasonable to indulge in the afterglow of that day.

That’s just how high school boys are.

The next morning, I went to pick up Hatsune, as promised, to walk to school together. While Hatsune’s house was within a ten-minute walk from the school, my home was a bit farther away. I left my house earlier than usual, took the subway, and got off at the nearest station to the school.

After walking a few minutes from the bustling station lined with various shops toward the high school, I arrived at the apartment where Hatsune lived. That was our meeting spot.

“Oh, Yakumo-kun! You really came!”

Hatsune was standing in front of the five-story building. In contrast to my heavy eyelids from waking up early, her eyes were wide open, and her expression was bright and dazzling. As expected of the most beautiful girl in high school, she radiated a charm that was worlds apart from my own introverted aura.

“‘You really came… I didn’t think you would.’”

“‘That’s not it. It’s just that it’s my first time waiting to go to school with someone, so I’m a bit touched.’”

“‘It’s your first time waiting to go to school like this? Hatsune-san? That’s unexpected.’”

“‘Well, I don’t really interact with people much.’”

Not interacting with people, huh? If I said that as an introvert, I’d probably be dismissed with a ‘you can’t interact with others’ remark.

“It’s strange how it doesn’t sound like a defeatist excuse when a beautiful girl says it…”

“‘Hmm? Did you say something?’”

It seemed that my softly muttered words hadn’t reached Hatsune.

“‘No, it’s nothing. By the way, I thought I had something to say when we met in the morning.’”

“‘Oh, what is it?’”

At my words, Hatsune tilted her head in confusion.

“‘Good morning.’”

“‘Ah—’”

Hatsune let out a sound of realization.

“‘Good morning!’”

She replied with a bright and cheerful smile.

“Fufuu. It feels like it’s been a while since I did a morning greeting.’”

“‘Is that so…’”

Although she is recognized as unattainable by others, if you look at it from another angle, she might just be a loner.

“‘Oh, Yakumo-kun. You just thought something rude, didn’t you?’”

“‘No, I think it’s just your imagination.’”

“‘Really?’”

Hatsune leaned in, peering closely at my eyes, which were mostly hidden by my bangs.

Was she trying to read my mind…?

Being stared at by a beautiful girl was quite a strong stimulus for the morning.

“Well, I guess it’s fine.”

Hatsune didn’t press the issue any further.

“Shall we get going soon?”

“Yeah. If we dawdle too much, we’ll be late.”

With that, Hatsune and I decided to head to school together.

We walked side by side through the quiet residential area. Since this was the usual route for school, we could see other students in the same high school uniforms around us.

“By the way, I have something I want to ask you, Yakumo-kun.”

“Something you want to ask?”

“Isn’t this your first time walking to school with a girl like this?”

“‘Isn’t this your first time’—that sounds a bit bothersome.”

Even a dull introvert like me has some pride.

It feels uneasy to have something I know as a fact stated so definitively.

“But it is the truth, right?”

“Yeah, it is. This is my first time walking to school with a girl.”

I admitted it straightforwardly.

No matter how I tried to twist the situation, it was simply the truth, and it would be unreasonable to try to save face.

“Heeee~~, is that so?’”

For some reason, Hatsune was grinning.

“‘What’s with that smile?’”

“‘I just thought I got to experience your first time again.’”

As she said this, Hatsune looked unusually pleased.

My first time.

I couldn’t see how that held any value.

At least, I didn’t think it was worth enough to trade for the’ first time’ of the most beautiful girl in school.

But if she was satisfied with it, was that what mattered…?

While pondering such trivial thoughts, I walked to school alongside Hatsune, who remained cheerful throughout.