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

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 154

Episode 154: Head Hidden, Butt Exposed

“~~~~~!?”

Through the mirror, our eyes met for a split second—

Then, Misaki instantly crouched down and hugged the towel to her chest.

And just like that, she buried her face in the towel and started squirming in embarrassment.

…No, I mean, her butt is completely visible though…?

With Misaki literally acting out the saying “hiding the head but not the butt,” I quietly left the changing room and gently closed the door behind me.

Yeah, I know I just missed out on something great, but I’m not bold enough to stay in a situation like that.

“Sigh… Why does it always end up like this…?”

Now alone, I let out a sigh and looked up at the ceiling, placing a hand on my forehead.

I should’ve known she has a careless side to her—but I let my guard down…

I mean, it’s not like she’s rejecting me or anything, so why does it always feel like I’m being cornered into situations like this?

If Misaki ever casually mentioned somewhere that I’d seen her naked—even just once—everyone would definitely assume I’d already made a move on her.

It’s hard to imagine her saying something like that on purpose, but knowing Misaki, she might panic and let it slip.

In fact, it’s highly likely.

Especially when talking to Suzumine-san.

…So, what do I do now?

Even thinking about the future gives me a headache, but right now—tonight—I honestly don’t think I’ll be able to sleep.

With that gloomy thought, I headed back to the living room, dreading the next time I’d have to face Misaki.

Misaki was in the changing room when I heard Sasagawa-sensei scream and came running—which means it’s very likely that Sasagawa-sensei also heard Misaki’s voice earlier.

It seemed best to explain things to her first.

If I didn’t, it could lead to a massive misunderstanding.

Just as I was thinking that and returned to the living room—

““……!””

—Sasagawa-sensei was in a staring contest with a baby gecko, eyes brimming with tears.

Uh… yeah.

She’s in the exact same position as when I left the room.

Has she been like this the whole time…?

She looked just like a frog frozen in fear under a snake’s gaze.

“…Are you okay, Sensei?”

It was a pitiful sight, so I decided to speak up.

“Sh-Shirai-san… over here…”