When My Girlfriend Cheated On Me And Spread Rumors That I Was A Guy Who Would Sleep With Anyone, I Decided To Just Accept It And Ended Up Dating The Most Slutty Girl In School. - Chapter 22: The Secretive Virgin is at That Age.

The Secretive Virgin is at That Age.

Naoki’s arousal was like a rocket ready to launch, straining against his boxer shorts.

It was a miracle that Kirara hadn’t noticed.

She seemed intensely focused, moving the scissors with a serious expression.

This made the thought of being discovered even more terrifying.

(Damn it! What should I do?!)

The throbbing sensation from his “big little Naoki” kept intensifying.

He wanted to touch it, to squeeze the tip and relieve the ache.

But that wasn’t an option.

If he got caught, it would surely be misunderstood as him pleasuring himself during a haircut.

As the saying goes, “Don’t adjust your hat under a plum tree,” or you’ll be mistaken for a thief.

(That’s it! Think about Baba-sensei from classical literature class!)

Baba-sensei was a middle-aged woman resembling a fat toad, always smelling of mothballs.

Naoki was convinced that recalling her image would quell his arousal.

But…

(—No effect?!)

Even the image of Baba-sensei in a swimsuit couldn’t compete with the allure of the sexy girl in front of him.

It actually made him feel worse, as if he was aroused by the thought of Baba-sensei.

“Hmm~. As expected of me. It’s looking good! Can I cut it a bit shorter to give it a bad-boy vibe?”

“Y-Yeah! Do as you like!”

“Alright, I’ll do as I please. Let me just adjust your head a bit.”

Kirara pressed Naoki’s forehead with her left hand and began trimming his sideburns with a small clipper.

He felt the soft touch of her body against his shoulder and the back of his head.

(This is bad!)

If he were still a virgin, he probably would have climaxed three times by now.

Even for Naoki, who wasn’t a virgin, this was tough to endure.

The tension in his “son” was almost audible.

(…If it comes to this, I’ll have to resort to the last option…)

He really didn’t want to use this, but…

Naoki imagined Gouda-sensei, the gym teacher.

Gouda-sensei was a hairy, sweaty middle-aged man.

In the summer, he would often have sweat stains under his arms and a bad smell.

(…Did it work?!)

Even his “son” seemed intimidated by this.

But while the fear of release had subsided, it remained in a vertical state.

(…How about this then!)

Naoki imagined Gouda-sensei and Baba-sensei flirting in swimsuits.

He felt a wave of nausea.

No, seriously.

They were both good teachers, but…

In any case, it seemed that Naoki’s “son” would calm down soon.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up, meeting Kirara’s gaze.

“ “Ah…” “

In the bathroom, filled with the mingling scents of two young people, their voices echoed.

At some point, Kirara had stopped cutting his hair.

Now, she was staring in shock at Naoki’s “son,” which was still prominently erect.

“…Well, um, this is… I tried to calm it down…”

Naoki, on the verge of tears, tried to explain.

His embarrassment was so intense that even his ears turned red.

Yet, despite his apologies, Naoki’s “son” was still throbbing like a wild bull freed from its chains.

Kirara’s face turned red as well.

A crescent-shaped smile formed on her lips.

“…Hmm. Asshi, you got aroused while I was seriously cutting your hair, didn’t you?”

Her teasing tone made his “son” stand at attention.

“…I’m sorry.”

Naoki felt like he wanted to die.

But even so, his “son” was painfully hard.

“Well, it can’t be helped. I’m an amazingly sexy girl with a great figure, right~? It’s a natural reaction, isn’t it?”

“…Yes. I’m sorry…”

“Haha! Oh, you don’t have to apologize so much! We’ve already seen each other naked, right? I know you’re not going to do anything, and it just means I’m that attractive, right? I don’t feel bad about it.”

With a cheerful laugh, Kirara resumed her work.

“…Really, you’re so cute, Asshi~”

Naoki felt relieved that things hadn’t turned out as he had feared.

As his tension eased, the tightness in his “son” also began to relax.

“…It helps that you’re understanding.”

“Mm-hmm.”

They continued in silence for a while.

“…Does it, you know, hurt?”

“…Well, it can be a bit uncomfortable.”

“…I see.”

It was unclear what she meant by that question.

As he wondered about it, Kirara spoke again after a pause.

“…If it’s that frustrating, you can take care of it here if you want.”

“…What?”

Though Kirara tried to keep a calm demeanor, her face betrayed a hint of naughty curiosity.

“J-Just think of it as a special lesson. I won’t tell anyone. You can just rinse it away in the bath, right?”

“…Pervert.”

Naoki said, giving her a side-eye.

“N-No, I’m not! I’m just curious and eager to learn! It’s purely for educational purposes!”

“You just want to watch me jerk off, don’t you?”

Kirara’s face, despite her protests, was that of a curious kid with a dirty mind.

“Well, of course I’m curious!”

As she spoke, Kirara rubbed her thighs together, looking restless.

“…Wait, are you turned on too?”

Kirara flinched at Naoki’s reaction, her face turning bright red.

“S-So what!? Just like boys, girls can get aroused too! It’s because you’re showing me weird stuff!”

Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to justify herself.

She probably had a similar crisis going on under her clothes.

“My bad… Let’s just finish this quickly. Otherwise, something inappropriate might happen.”

Naoki opened the bathroom door to let in some fresh air.

As the heated scent of their bodies dissipated, he felt a bit more relaxed.

“It’s your fault for being so… provocative, Asshi…”

Kirara pouted with a flushed face.

“What did I do?”

“Everything! You’re in your underwear, you smell sexy, and your reactions are… just so suggestive!”

It was all completely baffling to Naoki.

But then again, maybe it was mutual.

Perhaps Kirara, being a virgin, was even more vulnerable to this kind of situation.

She seemed overwhelmed, her thoughts muddled by the sexual tension.

“Alright, let’s put on some videos on my phone. That should distract us a bit.”

“…Yeah. Otherwise, I might actually lose control…”

Kirara’s eyes darted around as she fanned her shirt’s collar, trying to cool the heat rising in her chest.