The Saint Next to Me Who Sometimes Comes Without Wearing Underwear Tells Me What’s Under Her Skirt in Secret - 1

Chapter 1: The Saint Who Tells Me Things in Secret

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I, Haruki Himuro, had a ‘saint’ in my class. She was Seira Saotome.

She was a beautiful girl, rumored to be the most stunning and adorable girl in the school right now. She had refined facial features that hinted of her distant Nordic roots…. Silky silver hair, sparkling blue eyes like gemstones… Her long, slender arms and legs… A shapely figure that was obvious even through her uniform and above all, the elegance she exuded in every movement. It was clear to see she was someone from a distinguished family. 

The way she gently and calmly interacted with everyone, no matter who they were, gave off a sense of dignity and purity. Someone had started calling her “Saint-sama,” and naturally, that name spread throughout the entire school.

…Well, part of it was because if you reverse her name, “Seira Saotome,” you’d get “良“聖女”乙女早”—which sounded like “Saint Maiden.” That probably helped the nickname to stick.

And that beautiful girl, Saotome, sat right next to me. Of course, that didn’t mean anything in particular. Now and then, I would glance at her profile and think, “Whoa, her eyelashes are so long…” or sneak a peek at her chest and be stunned—“They’re huge…”—but that was about it.

We didn’t really talk. Just exchanged greetings at most… Or so I thought.

Up until a week ago.

“Good morning, Himuro-san.”

“Ah… Morning, Saotome-san.”

When I replied to her greeting, Saotome gave me a gentle smile. It was a merciful, saintly kind of smile. And then she took her seat. Up to that point, everything was normal.

After sitting down, she pulled out her phone. She began fiddling with it. At the same time, my phone gave a little buzz. A message had come in.

『Today it’s black.』

It was from Saotome. I couldn’t help but glance toward the seat next to me. Saotome gave me a mischievous smile and winked.

…Yeah, I had no idea what that message meant. For the past week, every morning, Saotome had been sending me these cryptic messages.

『Today it’s black.』『Today it’s white.』『Today it’s blue.』『Today it’s red.』『Today it’s pink.』

It was always something about colour, so I got curious. I messaged her back.

『What are you talking about?』

She replied almost instantly.

『What do you think?』

How am I supposed to know?

That was what I wanted to say, but deep down in my heart, I was starting to get a clue. She was talking about that color, wasn’t she? But I didn’t know why Saotome would tell me something like that. More than that, I couldn’t believe that the Saint-sama herself would ever say something like that.

And yet… That was why I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Was she really telling me what she was wearing under her skirt? Was she really wearing that color of underwear?

It bugged me. Because of that, I couldn’t concentrate in class, and before I knew it, third period was already over.

It was lunch break.

What should I eat in the cafeteria?

As I thought that, someone tugged at my sleeve from behind. It was Saint-sama… Saotome. For a moment, my heart skipped a beat.

“Do you need something?”

I asked, and Saotome smiled mischievously. Then she leaned in close to my ear and whispered—

“I’m not wearing anything right now.”

“…Huh?”

“Well then, see you after school, Himuro-kun ♪”

Saotome waved lightly and walked off. Meanwhile, it took me a few seconds to fully process what she had just said.

Not wearing anything… Not wearing what…?

…Underwear!?

No way… Is she for real?!

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