My Childhood Friend Who Takes Care of Me Seems to Be a Yandere... No, That Must Be a Misunderstanding

Chapter 8: Nursing My Childhood Friend

Side: Mizuki

While I was relaxing in Hina’s room, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the bathroom.

“Hina? That was a huge sound—are you okay?”

I called out toward the bathroom, but there was no response.

…Could that sound from earlier be Hina collapsing? A bad feeling hit me, so I rushed into the changing room and quickly opened the bathroom door.

There, I found Hina collapsed on the floor.

“Hina!?”

I ran to her side and lifted her upper body, holding her close.

(“Good… she’s breathing.”)

It seemed she had only lost consciousness—her life wasn’t in danger.

She probably just got dizzy from the heat.

I let out a sigh of relief and felt my chest lighten.

“Here we go…”

I wiped Hina’s body with a bath towel, lifted her up in my arms, and carried her to the bed.

I figured it’d be fine not to force clothes on her while she was still overheated, so I left her as is for now. …No ulterior motives here. …Honest, okay?

Making that excuse in my head, I looked at Hina’s naked body.

…Yeah, it’s bad for my eyes. Her smooth, white skin was slightly flushed, probably from the heat, and the pink tips on her breasts stood out sharply. It was a very sensual sight.

Normally, Hina is cheerful, bright, and innocent, but now she lay defenseless before me, exposing her naked body. That situation excited me even more.

…Just a little won’t get me caught, right?

I gently touched Hina’s body. The smooth, soft sensation, along with a feeling like her skin was clinging to my hand, came through. Then, I slowly slid my hand over her stomach.

Her abdomen had no extra fat—it was sleek and toned. Plus, the texture was so nice that I wanted to keep touching it forever.

“Mmm…”

A breath escaped Hina’s lips. It seemed she was feeling it. …So erotic.

Seeing her reaction, I got even more excited and gradually moved my hand upward from her stomach. Finally, my hand reached her breasts.

A soft, squishy sensation filled my hand, and at the same time, I felt my heartbeat speed up.

I kept touching Hina’s breasts, completely absorbed.

“Ah… nn…”

After a while, sweet sounds started coming from her, so I stopped for a moment. Looking at Hina’s face, I saw her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing had grown heavy.

“Haa… haa…”

Just seeing her like that nearly broke my self-control.

I wanted to touch her more. I wanted to make her feel even better—the desire kept welling up.

But…

(“Anything more than this is definitely a bad idea…”)

If I went further, my self-control would completely collapse.

So, fighting my lingering urges, I pulled my hand away from Hina’s body. Then I laid her down on the bed.

After that, I grabbed the pajamas she’d probably planned to wear after her bath from the changing room and dressed her in them.

(“There we go…”)

Having dressed Hina, I felt a sense of accomplishment, like I’d finished a task.

Since I hadn’t bathed yet, I quickly showered to wash off my sweat and returned to Hina’s room.

When I got back, Hina was still lying on the bed, sleeping just as before, so I decided to slip into the covers with her.

It was Hina’s bed, so it smelled like her.

That scent was so comforting—it almost felt like Hina was enveloping me.

(“Ahh… such a nice smell…”)

With that thought, I drifted off to sleep.

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Chapter 9: Kissing My Childhood Friend on Purpose, Not by Accident

“…Ugh…”

Late at night, I wake up. Huh? Where am I…? I try hard to think with my sleepy head, tracing my memory. I was taking a bath, right… and then…

While I’m thinking about that, I hear a rustling sound from beside me, like something is moving.

“Hm…?”

I turn my gaze toward the sound.

There, I see Mi-chan sleeping.

(“Huh? Why is Mi-chan in my bed…?”)

…Oh, right. I remember I got dizzy in the bath. As I recall that much, a question pops into my mind. …Why am I wearing clothes? I’m pretty sure I was naked before getting into the bath…

“…Huh?”

With my foggy head, I look down at my body.

Pajamas… I’m properly dressed. Even my underwear is on.

That’s weird. I was definitely in the bath, then I got dizzy and collapsed…

So, these clothes? Who put them on me?

My chest feels uneasy. No, I can pretty much guess. After all, it’s just me and… Mi-chan here.

“…”

My face suddenly gets hot. It’s not the dizziness coming back. It’s embarrassing.

Up until now, I wouldn’t have cared. We used to bathe together as kids, and she’s helped me change before. But…

That accident keeps popping into my head.

It started then. For some reason, I’ve been noticing Mi-chan more ever since.

Even though I decided not to care, I can’t help but notice her.

“Ugh…”

Without thinking, I pull the blanket up to cover my face. No one’s watching, but it feels like they are, and I can’t stand it.

Beside me, Mi-chan is quietly breathing in her sleep.

Her pretty, well-defined face. Long eyelashes. And… soft-looking lips.

My eyes unconsciously go to her lips.

(“No… I can’t think like this…”)

I know it in my head. But once I start thinking about it, I can’t stop.

I reach out slowly and bring my face closer. I can hear my heartbeat pounding loudly. Breathing quietly so I don’t wake Mi-chan, I press my lips against hers.

“…”

A soft sensation comes through. At the same time, a jolt like electricity runs through my whole body.

(“What do I do… I can’t stop…”)

Once I did it, I couldn’t stop anymore. I kissed her lips over and over, just touching them.

(“That time with the accident, our tongues…”)

The moment I think that, my face heats up. But…

(“I kind of… want to try it…”)

Once I thought that, it was over. The desire inside me overflowed, and I couldn’t hold it back. I slowly slip my tongue into Mi-chan’s mouth. With a wet sound, my tongue touches hers.

In that instant, a shock stronger than before runs through my whole body, like an electric current.

Confused by the new sensation, I eagerly tangle my tongue with hers. It’s intense, like we’re swapping saliva.

Chup… Slurp…

Making those sounds, I keep seeking Mi-chan.

How much time passes? I slowly pull my mouth away. Our tongues leave a silvery thread between them.

“Haa… haa…”

My breathing gets rough. My heartbeat speeds up. My body feels hot. My head is foggy, like I have a high fever. But strangely, it doesn’t feel bad. It actually feels good.

(“More…”)

Thinking that, I start to move my face closer again, but then I finally snap out of it.

“!!”

Realizing what I was about to do—and what I just did—my face burns.

(“I… what have I done…!”)

I hurriedly dive under the blanket and pull it over my head. Covering my face with both hands, I think.

(“What do I do…! I wasn’t supposed to see Mi-chan that way… So why!?”)

I panic as I think, but no answers come. The more I think, the less I understand.

(“For now, I need to calm down…”)

I try to steady myself with deep breaths, but it doesn’t work at all. If anything, it feels like it’s getting worse as time passes.

(“Ugh~! I’m going crazy! Someone help me…!”)

My inner cries echo in vain as the night grows late.