The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change

Chapter 154: Yuria Is Extremely Seductive But Innocent

Out of nowhere, I get an invitation from Yuria to stay over.

“Is it really okay… for someone like me to stay at your house, Yuria?”
“Y-Yeah.”

Wait… seriously?

The situation somehow overlaps with the sleepover I had with Airi before.

(Every single time, being invited by an S-rank beauty to a sleepover on the same day… This pace is almost like being whisked away on a dice-roll travel show.)

But unlike the sleepover with Airi, where there wasn’t even a hint of a chance… Yuria is different.

To be frank, among the girls I know (excluding the monster that is Tanaka), Yuria is by far the most sensual.

On top of that, Yuria is my number one confidant.

So, she must understand. If I’m having a sleepover with Yuria, I’d want to rest my head on her plush thighs as a pillow for a peaceful sleep.

“Well, it’s true I’ll be wearing a maid outfit to show you today, Ryota… But the sleepover isn’t for that kind of purpose… But, well, if the mood turns that way…”

“Ah, I get it. Of course, doing it is—”

“…!”

“—using your thighs as a pillow, right?”

“…What?”

Yuria furrows her brow as if to say, “What are you talking about?”

Oops… Judging from her reaction, it seems I completely missed the mark in our conversation.

“Hey, Yuria! You’re my number one confidant, so you should understand! I’m talking about the plush thigh pillow!”

“A pillow? No, what I meant was… um…”

“Hm? Yuria?”

“Ugh, never mind. I guess an erotic-minded kid like you wouldn’t understand… Ugh.”

With a deep sigh, Yuria places the hose she had been holding back where it belongs.

“What’s the deal here? If it’s not the thigh pillow, what are you planning for the sleepover, Yuria? Something even more… indecent?”

“Wha—! No, I wasn’t planning to do anything indecent in the first place! Whether or not I wanted to is beside the point!”

“Huh? Hey, Yuria, are you okay?”

“Like I want to hear that from you, Ryota!”

Yuria’s face was unusually red, perhaps from the summer heat.

“Anyway, listen! If you stay over, you can play as many of those games you love as you want, and there’s a ton of snacks too!”

“What kind of suspicious offer is that? You don’t need to convince me. If you’re saying I can stay, there’s no way I’m saying no.”

“R-Really?”

“Did you really think I’d turn down an invitation from you, Yuria?”

“…Ryota.”

Yuria gives a soft smile and grabs my hand.

“Alright then… Let’s have a lot of fun until nighttime, Ryota.”

“Uh, y-yeah.”

For a moment, I felt a different kind of sensuality from Yuria than usual.

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Chapter 155: Yuria Wants to Know About Ryota’s “Thing” (Explicit Content Warning)

I had planned to simply admire Yuria’s cosplay today and then head home. However, at her suggestion, it turned into a sleepover.

Since her parents were away on an overseas trip, there was no chance of anyone finding out what might happen here.

(In other words, I might get a chance for some indulgent “big-thigh baby” play, complete with thigh pillows.)

“Hey, Ryota, how long are you planning to stay out in the yard? It’s hot, so hurry up and come in.”

“Oh, uh, sure. Excuse me for intruding.”

Urged by Yuria, I finally stepped inside the house.

“Whoa… it’s huge.”

Of course, I wasn’t referring to Yuria’s thighs.

The entrance to Yuria’s house was incredibly spacious—unlike any home entrance you’d expect in Japan. It had pristine white walls, a glossy marble floor, and what immediately caught my eye was a massive full-body statue near the entrance.

It was a naked man standing while leaning against some mysterious object, and, well, my eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to the remarkably detailed lower half.

I’d never been in a house where a prominently displayed… thing greeted you at the entrance.

“Th-this… is this famous or something?” I asked hesitantly.

“No idea. My dad picks up stuff like this whenever he goes on trips abroad. It’s probably not worth much, just unnecessarily big. Wanna try breaking it?”

“Absolutely not! I’d never be able to afford to replace it. If that happened, I’d have to apologize naked on my hands and knees or something.”

“Ha! That’d be hilarious. I’d honestly love to see naked, groveling Ryota.”

This girl… she’s enjoying herself way too much.

“Well, maybe not the statue, but if you did break something here, you could fix everything by just moving into this house,” Yuria teased.

“Wait, me? Moving into your house? Are you saying I’d have to live in the doghouse to earn forgiveness?”

“How do you even come up with that? That’s peak masochism. Whatever, Ryota the fool can stay in the doghouse for all I care.”

Yuria sighed in exasperation and walked ahead. Nervous about breaking anything, I followed her cautiously.

“Still, your dad has some taste. Seeing something that intimidating every day might make mine grow bigger too,” I joked.

Having a naked statue in the entrance… Yuria’s dad certainly had unique tastes. Then again, Yuria was no different; she wanted figurines from that late-night anime Chichi-Kyun, where cute girls were constantly naked. Clearly, it ran in the family.

“Wait, is that thing actually big? I’ve never seen one in real life, so I wouldn’t know,” Yuria said.

“What? You’ve never seen a… thing before?! I kind of assumed you had.”

“Ugh, shut up already! I’ve never seen one, okay? I’ve told you before—I’m a virgin!”

Oh, right. I had almost forgotten.

Despite being the most popular gal in school, Yuria, surprisingly, had no experience with men. Though she hung out with gal groups since middle school, she’d never been romantically involved with anyone.

“But you’ve seen AVs, right? Like that one I watched—‘Surprise! A Swimsuit Contest with Former Gravure Idols! Nothing but Wardrobe Malfunctions!’—it featured a good five or six.”

“Well, yeah, but those always have mosaics, so… it’s hard to tell the size from those.”

Yuria’s face flushed bright red as she spoke shyly.

God, that’s so sexy.

“By the way… is yours big?” she asked abruptly.

“Huh?! What’s with that question out of nowhere?”

I was tempted to make a pun about “abrupt” and “my thing,” but I figured she’d punch me, so I held back.

“Well, you know, I just want to know for reference,” she said, avoiding eye contact.

“What kind of reference?”

“Just tell me already! You’ve been touching my thighs all day, and now you won’t answer a simple question? That’s not fair!”

“Uh… well, I guess it’s bigger than average. Probably.”

“Is it? Because when we went to the pool, Tanaka said yours was about the size of an edamame pod.”

“… What?”