The Story of A Beautiful Girl I Rescued From An Attacker Who Became My Seatmate. - Chapter 11

In the end, Kirishima returned to the living room and I explained the location of the bathroom and briefly introduced the facilities in our house.

Afterward, I sent Kirishima off to the bath.

To be honest, imagining Kirishima taking a bath is not good for my mental health. I have a feeling that my excitement wouldn’t be able to be contained if I were to hear the sound of the shower. But who knows?

So, in order to restrain myself, I decided to focus on studying. It’s the Golden Week holiday, and I have received a bunch of assignments from school. This is what it means to attend a prestigious school. Well, next year is the entrance exam, so I need to study hard and do my best.

“Now, for this one… the root for of this…”

Well, I’m currently tackling a math problem, but at my level, I can’t solve it completely without alternating between the textbook and the problem set. I’ve been working hard to memorize the formulas, but I still don’t have a good grasp of which formula to use in which case. Although I often receive lectures from my math teacher, it seems like I still need more practice.

Hmm, first, I need to find the value of z, and then for z⁴-5z³+4z²+6z, I group the front part with z² and the back part with 2z. Huh? Isn’t this calculation annoying?

Knock, knock, knock

“Oh, hey. What’s up?”

“K-Kurata-kun, I don’t have anything to wear.”

I could hear Kirishima’s faint voice from outside the door. Oh, right, Kirishima is still wearing her school uniform. And she probably didn’t have any spare clothes with her. I should have realized that she only had her school bag and didn’t have a change of clothes.

“Well… What are you wearing now, Kirishima?”

“…I’m just wrapped in a bath towel, but it’s, um, embarrassing. Can you lend me something to wear?”

Oh no, I need to give her something to wear. Let me check the dresser for now. With that thought, I started searching through the dresser.

Okay, I can probably lend her a T-shirt, long pants, or a tracksuit.

“Hey, which one do you want to wear, the T-shirt, long pants, or tracksuit?”

“Huh? Um, for now, the tracksuit. Um… Thank you.”

“Got it.”

The tracksuit I have is the one I usually bring for training camps and such. I rarely use it, so it’s perfect to lend. I think the size should be fine too.

“Um, I’ll open the door a little bit and hand the tracksuit through the gap. So, um…”

“O-Okay.”

Uh-oh. If there’s a beautiful girl in a bath towel standing on the other side of the door, even the calmest person would feel nervous. Anyone who isn’t nervous is probably either gay or used to being around girls.

I slowly turned the doorknob and gently pulled the door open. Then, I slipped the tracksuit through the gap.

As soon as I finished handing it over, I closed the door.

“Um, I don’t have any underwear, so please forgive me for that.”

“N-No, it’s really okay. Thank you.”

I could hear Kirishima’s footsteps as she walked away. She seems to be walking rather quickly, and I’m worried that she might trip.

Wow, she’s really flustered. I’m also quite shaken, considering that I’m even speaking in Kansai dialect.

Perhaps my sister’s underwear or something was left at home, but I don’t know about that, and I don’t know if it would fit.

“Kurata-kun~? I’m done with the bath.”

“Alright.”

It’s a good timing since I just finished a big problem. I closed my notebook, put my eraser and pencil in my pencil case.

I pulled out my usual sleepwear set and underwear from the dresser and left the room. There, I encountered Kirishima who was drying her hair with a towel.

Maybe because she just finished bathing, Kirishima looks strangely captivating. Moreover, her sleeves are a bit loose, and it’s somewhat exciting. And her assets that Kirishima takes pride in are emphasized greatly. I don’t know if it’s because she’s wearing a men’s tracksuit, but it’s more emphasized than her usual school uniform, and it’s amazing.

“Ahuhmm… Please don’t stare at me so much…. It’s embarrassing.”

“Ah, sorry about that. I’ll go take a bath.”

Kirishima blushed and averted her gaze.

It seems like I was staring at Kirishima. But it can be considered unavoidable. This kind of stimulation is strong for a high school boy.

By the way, when the sleeves of clothes worn by girls are loose, it’s called “moe-sode” (literally “budding sleeves”). I remember seeing an illustration on Twitter before, and I even liked and retweeted it, but I never thought I would actually see it in real life.

By the way, as soon as I entered the bathroom, I sensed a different and nice fragrance. You might not understand what I’m saying, but even I didn’t know what I was saying…

Thanks to that, I couldn’t relax and soak in the bathtub, and I ended up leaving the bath much earlier than usual. I didn’t even feel this way when I used the bathroom after my sister…