I became the boyfriend of the school's madonna, who had turned down numerous confessions, but somehow, without realizing it, I wasn't just playing a role anymore - Chapter 153

Episode 153: An Opening?

“—Come on now, hurry up and get dressed so you don’t catch a cold, okay?”

Once we arrived at the changing room, I gently peeled Misaki off me with a smile.

“Ah…”

Because of that, Misaki looked up at me with a lonely expression.

She was probably acting more clingy than usual because she was emotionally vulnerable.

That said, if she stayed like this in just a towel, she really might catch a cold—and more than anything, I had nowhere appropriate to look, and the feeling when she clung to me was seriously dangerous—so I had no choice but to get her dressed quickly.

“You can’t change if I’m here, right?”

No matter how much Misaki clings to me, she’s still a graceful, well-mannered beauty.

She definitely has the same—no, more—modesty than the average girl.

There’s no way she’d start changing clothes with me standing in the room.

However—

“I want you to dry my hair…”

Apparently, she had no intention of getting dressed just yet.

She looked up at me with a sweet, needy gaze, and maybe because of the close distance, I unconsciously held my breath.

…This girl—does she not realize how her body looks from my point of view?

I mean, I seriously don’t know where to look. 

The level of visual stimulation is way too much…

While thinking that, I took out the hair dryer from storage.

“Alright, turn your back toward me.”

I already knew that once Misaki flipped her “clingy mode” switch, she wasn’t going to give in easily, so I gave in to her request.

There was also the idea that if I spoiled her a bit, she’d forget her earlier anger at Sasagawa-sensei.

“Ehehe…”

With a happy laugh, Misaki turned her defenseless back toward me.

It was probably because she trusted me—but it still made me a little uneasy.

Only because it was me could I keep my rationality—

If it were any other guy, he might’ve already pushed her down by now.

That’s how dangerously seductive she was—her beauty was that powerful.

“Is it too hot?”

“Nn… It’s fine…”

Misaki sat quietly, letting me dry her hair while looking totally relaxed.

Through the mirror, I could see her face—she looked comfortable, her expression loose and peaceful.

There was a certain cuteness to her relaxed face—but… wait, didn’t she also relax her arms?

It was right then.

The towel Misaki had been holding onto… slipped off with a swish.

““Ah…!?””

Our voices overlapped.

And in the mirror in front of us, Misaki’s completely bare upper body was reflected—fully and clearly.