The Story of Waking up With My Beautiful Childhood Friend and Realizing We Had Spent the Night Together - Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Why Are You Sleeping Naked?

“….”

…Okay. Let’s calm down first.

Where am I? My room.

The familiar ceiling. The familiar furniture.

I’m naked in my bed.

…Yeah, the last part is strange.

And what’s even stranger is—

“…Suuu… suuu…”

The sound of my childhood friend’s breathing next to me.

She’s facing away from me, with her bare shoulder exposed.

I cautiously lift the sheets.

“…!?”

I quickly put the sheets back down when I see her completely white back.

(…She’s naked…)

She was naked. I briefly saw her butt.

My childhood friend, with an amazing figure. Her waist is slim, and her skin is flawless.

Her chest, too, is the type that looks smaller with clothes on, and last night was like…

“…I love you. I love you so much. More…”

“…Fugghh…!”

…I remembered. I really did.

What happened yesterday.

That cool and unreadable childhood friend of mine…

“…”

…I feel like I could die right now.

For a moment, I really thought that.

“…Nn…”

“!”

A groggy voice came from beside me.

I flinched in response.

“…”

“…”

My childhood friend rubbed her eyes and looked at me with a dazed expression.

Her beauty didn’t even change when she woke up, and I found it almost irritating.

She squinted her eyes for a moment, then said:

“…Good morning.”

“…Uh, yeah. Good morning.”

She smiled softly.

It was a smile I hadn’t seen much since we were kids.

Seeing that made memories of the past come flooding back.

She’d never been one to actively engage with others.

But because of her beauty, everyone was drawn to her.

Confessions. Scoutings. All sorts of things.

She was different from me. She was special.

So I thought we could never stay together forever.

…I thought that, but for some reason, she never left me.

No matter how many handsome guys confessed to her, no matter how many scouts from the entertainment industry approached her.

She stubbornly held on to her connection with me.

…She’s such a foolish childhood friend.

“…We did it, huh.”

“…Yeah, we did.”

We repeated it like idiots.

Maybe that was why she chuckled softly.

“…Now you’re mine.”

“…Does that mean me?”

“Yes. Both my heart and body.”

“…I don’t…”

—It’s been like that for a long time.

When I said that, she smiled happily.

“…Ah, I’m sleepy…”

The morning after losing my virginity.

They say the world looks different today.

…Well, I can kind of understand that. Right now, I’m wrapped in a strange feeling of omnipotence.

But more than that, the truth is, I have no idea what’s going on.

“And, of course, I still have school.”

I’m currently a second-year high school student, so I have to go to school.

I stifle a yawn and leave the house.

Honestly, I’m really tired. I’m clearly sleep-deprived because of everything that happened yesterday.

By the way, she and I leave for school at different times, so she’s already gone ahead.

…I felt a bit guilty since she seemed to be walking a bit stiffly.

Creek…

I open the classroom door, and a few people glance at me.

“…Good morning.”

I lazily greet them.

The guy sitting closest to me, with brown hair, responds.

“Oh, Iori. You’re late today.”

This flashy, brown-haired handsome guy is Miyama Renji.

He’s the typical popular guy who’s careless with girls.

He called my name, and I—Amano Iori—answered while yawning.

“Yeah, I overslept.”

“Huh? What’s this? Were you with a girl?”

Well, that’s impossible, though. He laughs.

He looks like he’s ready to laugh his head off. But then…

“…”

“…Huh? Hey, Iori, why are you quiet? Could it be…?”

“…Nah, sorry. I was just sleepy. I stayed up late watching anime yesterday.”

“O-Oh. Don’t scare me like that.”

He probably didn’t think that would be the real answer.

In fact, I didn’t either. I can’t believe it. It’s like a lie.

I absentmindedly glance to the corner of the classroom.

There, I see—

“Hey, Yukimura-san! Want to hang out after school?”

“Ah, no fair! Yukimura-san, please come try out for the volleyball club today!”

As usual, she’s surrounded by classmates.

Both boys and girls desperately try to engage her in conversation to win her favor.

…But she’s wearing a blank expression, so I can’t even tell if she’s listening.

“Huh? What’s up, Iori? Are you interested in Yukimura-san?”

“Eh, ah, no, not really…”

“Don’t bother, don’t bother. She’s a high-class flower. Even I got rejected by her.”

He laughs while saying that, but his eyes aren’t laughing.

This guy, Miyama Renji, is really popular.

Good looks, athleticism, academics—he has no weaknesses. He’s probably never had trouble with girls in his life.

But there’s one person he couldn’t win over…

“…Yukimura Mizuki… I can still remember the day she rejected me. It was a day with heavy rain…”

“Shut up.”

I cut off Renji’s sad story.

Everyone in school knows about Renji’s infamous failure. There’s no point in hearing it again.

But…

(Yesterday… I slept with her…)

Our school’s Madonna, Yukimura Mizuki.

She has a face as beautiful as an actress. Long, black hair. A height of 170 cm, with an incredible figure.

In terms of looks, she could be a top model.

In fact, she’s been scouted so many times that it’s hard to count.

She’s the dream of every guy in the school. An unattainable high-class flower.

And yet, I…

“Ahhh… no, Iori…!“

“…Hmph!”

Smack!

I slap myself across the face.

The sharp snap of the slap stings.

But all the lustful thoughts vanish. I narrowly avoided an explosion.

“What’s wrong, Iori?”

“It’s nothing. I’m fine.”

I quickly put on a blank expression again.

Our relationship is, of course, a secret from everyone.

Even the fact that we’re childhood friends is something I’ve kept hidden.

She seems unsatisfied with that, but… there’s no choice. If anyone finds out, I’ll be killed.

I still want to live. I may have lost my virginity, but I’m not ready to die yet.

Somehow, my long-time first love unexpectedly came true. I can’t just die here.

“I have a world I want to protect…!”

“Suddenly what’s this? Was the anime you watched yesterday Gundam?”

Renji, looking somewhat confused, asks, but I ignore him and turn my eyes back to her.

She’s still surrounded by classmates.

She’s nodding at just the right times, but I bet she’s not really listening.

If I were to ask her, “What was I just talking about?” she’d probably freeze and not know what to say.

She looks like a cool beauty, but she’s really just an airhead.

That’s Yukimura Mizuki for you.

“Seriously, she’s always so beautiful… Damn, I can’t stand the thought of her having a boyfriend one day…!”

“…”

…This is a little awkward.

I wonder… Does this mean I’ve betrayed my friend?

No, but Renji wasn’t dating her, and yesterday… I didn’t exactly take her, more like she took me…

“…?”

At that moment, she suddenly looked at me.

Before I could even think, our eyes met.

“…”

“…”

For a brief moment, we just stared at each other.

Then…

Click.

She winked at me in secret.

With her usual blank expression. Subtly.

“…Hmph.”

I didn’t react.

For a moment, my heart almost stopped from the excitement, but it’s just a small thing.

But Renji, who saw it from the side…

“H-Hey, Iori? Just now, Yukimura-san…”

“Huh? What happened?”

“N-No, I just—”

He looks stunned, having seen what I saw.

See? I told you so. What will you do now?

In the end, we just passed it off as “nothing” until the end of the class.

Sorry, Renji. It’s not my fault.

Ping.

“…?”

At that moment, my phone buzzed. I looked at it to see a Line message.

[Mizuki: Your gaze was lewd.]

“…”

I looked up, and there she was, glancing at me while holding her phone.

Come on. Listen to your classmates. They’re still talking to you.

And after she winks at me, she says that?

[Iori: What’s wrong with looking at you like that?]

[Mizuki: Nothing, but do it when we’re home.]

[Iori: Got it. I’ll hold back.]

I put my phone away, and she went back to talking with her classmates.

“Alright, everyone, take your seats.”

Finally, the homeroom teacher entered, and another day at school began.