My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 45

Chapter 45: I Somehow Ended Up Taking a Bath Together with Her

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“Huh?”

Did this girl just say she wanted me to take a bath with her? I mean, I could tell she was feeling a lot better, so taking a bath itself was fine, but… Why was I being included in that?

“I heard that Muu-chan, Haru-chan, and Rin-san have all taken baths with Haa-chan before.”

“That was back in early elementary school! And Rin-nee-chan was in kindergarten!”

“B-but you still did, right? Then it should be fine for Mii too! Or… are you not interested in Mii’s body?”

“That phrasing only leads to misunderstandings! It’s the opposite! I don’t want to be interested. I don’t want to have those kinds of base desires toward a precious childhood friend.”

There were things I absolutely refused to compromise on. No matter what anyone said, I wouldn’t budge. I didn’t want to look at these four girls that way. They were too important to me. That was exactly why I wanted to keep things wholesome between us. More importantly…

“Besides, it’s not like we’re lovers or anything like that. “

“Aren’t we basically like lovers? And Mii really, really, really, really loves Haa-chan, you know? That’s more than enough reason, isn’t it?”

This girl was persistent! It didn’t feel like she was going to back down at all. W

Well, yeah, I guess the ones who seem quiet tend to have willpower harder than diamond… but isn’t that supposed to be just a stereotype?

“What if Mii collapses in the bath?”

“Hey now. If you use yourself as a hostage, I don’t have any choice but to give in.”

“Yes, I know. That’s why I said it.”

“That just makes it worse!”

And so… That was how it ended up being decided that I’d take a bath with Misaki. This was bad. I had never wanted to gouge out my own eyes more than I did right now. Unlike back then, I was smack in the middle of puberty now. A very sensitive stage. If I saw something like that, one or two impure thoughts would definitely pop up and say hello. That was something I absolutely had to avoid. At least when it came to my childhood friends, I didn’t want to have those kinds of feelings. Not even if it killed me.

“Um, Misaki-san? Do you have a swimsuit or something…”

“I don’t have one. Oh, but I should buy one for next summer.”

“Right… th-then, how about a towel—”

“No.”

“A towel—”

“No.”

“To—”

“No.”

“Then at least—”

“No— I mean, not no!! Let’s take a bath, let’s do it, Haa-chan!!”

Wait, seriously? Is she serious? No, she is. I knew it. 

Misaki was the kind of girl who never backed down once she made up her mind… especially when it came to me. What was this? Was I being tested? Was this some kind of trial from God? With a girl who wasn’t even my girlfriend, yet had the figure of an angel? Was I seriously being told to bathe together completely naked?

“Is your cold really that bad, Misaki?”

“C-cough, cough. Hack, hack.”

“That’s way too forced!! You can totally bathe by yourself!!”

That back-and-forth went on for about thirty minutes, and in the end… I caved. We both ended up completely naked. Apparently, even me wrapping a towel around myself was not allowed. Why?

“By the way, Misaki… Are you sure it’s okay to show your skin? You still have bruises, right?”

“It’s fine if it’s you, Haa-chan. You wouldn’t hate me just because you saw me covered in bruises, would you?”

“…You really know me well.”

Misaki hated showing her skin to others. That was why she wore long sleeves all year round, and even her uniform was pants. Though, according to her, it got ridiculously hot.

Well… I guess this is her way of showing her affection to me. Affection… huh. In the end, who do I actually like? And why am I trying so hard to avoid their feelings?

“Th-then, let’s go, Haa-chan.”

“Yeah… let’s.”

I steeled myself and headed toward the bathroom. Still, I didn’t have the courage to look directly at her, so I kept my eyes firmly averted. Meanwhile, Misaki, on the other hand, seemed to be staring straight at my body. This was really a problem. Right now, even the soft rustling sound of fabric sliding off felt like lewd noise. Had there ever been a moment where I wanted to gouge out my own eyes and ears this badly? No, never. Begone, male desire! You lust-driven beast!!

“Haa-chan. Go ahead and get in the bath first… Mii will take a shower.”

“O-okay.”

To be fair, it was a slightly older house, so the bathtub was square-shaped and just barely big enough for a middle or high schooler to fit in. For now, I got into the bath first and shut my eyes. No matter what, I wasn’t going to look at Misaki.

“Haa-chan, I’m done.”

“O-oh. Got it.”

Keeping my eyes closed while getting out of the bath would’ve been risky, so I opened them just enough to look straight down and took a quick shower. Somehow… somehow, I managed to avoid everything.

And just like that, the whole bath event ended without incident, and I basked in the afterglow of victory. I dried off with a towel first, and while Misaki was drying herself, I kept making a silent fist pump the entire time.

Thank goodness… There weren’t any of those cliché “lucky pervert” accidents!! Seriously, that would not have been funny. If something like that had happened, I would’ve been kneeling in apology in front of Sachi-san while committing seppuku.

“Kamitsuru-kun, do you have a moment?”

“Ah, yes.”

“Misaki tends to take her time caring for her hair. So while she’s doing that, I’d like to talk a bit.”

“Talk…?”

“Yes. About Misaki.”

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