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 6: Sex Gorilla.

Sex Gorilla.

Kirara glanced nervously between Naoki’s face, his erection, and his bed. Taking a deep breath, her large chest rising and falling, she tried to steady herself.

“…Excuse me,” she said, though her voice was weak and unsure. Moving like a thief, she gingerly lay down on Naoki’s bed. In the meantime, Naoki prepared tissues and condoms, placing them by the pillow. This made Kirara tense up.

(…No, she’s definitely different from what she claims to be.)

Naoki wasn’t a fool. Kirara’s behavior was more like that of a virgin. Even if she wasn’t completely inexperienced, she didn’t fit the image of a promiscuous girl she claimed to be. Yet, she insisted on sleeping with him.

(…What should I do?)

There’s a saying that a man should not refuse an offer. But was that really the right approach here? Naoki already felt guilty, as if he was doing something wrong. They had bonded over a shared interest in virtual reality just moments ago, making him feel a sense of camaraderie.

Meanwhile, his body was craving Kirara’s touch. A teenage boy going without masterbation for a week was naturally brimming with desire. Naoki knew the pleasure of sex, and he couldn’t deny his curiosity about sleeping with Kirara.

Maybe, by being with a girl more erotic than Chiharu, he could feel like he had won over his ex, easing the pain of his past wounds. Kirara was consenting, and she had initiated this. What harm could there be?

(…Yes. Chiharu slept with another guy, so I can too—)

As soon as he made up his mind, Naoki’s expression turned predatory. He approached the bed, eyes filled with desire, ready to join Kirara.

“…I can’t do this.”

Just as quickly, he reverted to his usual self, sighing as he pulled his pants back on. Kirara, waiting under the covers, had her eyes tightly shut, tears glittering like diamonds at the corners of her eyes. She looked like a princess who had been kidnapped.

“Why…why did you stop?”

She probably didn’t realize it herself. Sitting up and covering her chest, Kirara looked confused.

“What do you mean? You’re a virgin, aren’t you?”

“I’m not a virgin!”

Her exaggerated reaction was as good as an admission that she was indeed a virgin.

“Don’t lie. In what world would a promiscuous girl like you act this way? You’re far more innocent than my ex.”

In contrast, Chiharu had been a beast in disguise. She loved sex, preferred being on top, and moved wildly, crying out while doing it.

“I-I’m right here!”

“Then there’s a problem. What would you do with this?”

He tossed her a condom from a pack of bulk condoms.

“Don’t mock me! It’s a condom! It’s for contraception!”

“At least you know that much. How about this?”

He took out another condom, opened it, and tossed the unwrapped piece to her.

“Can you tell which way to put this on?”

“Piece of cake!”

Despite her words, Kirara looked like a student facing an impossible exam question. Tentatively, she poked at the condom, handling it as if it were a mysterious object, her fingers trembling.

It was obvious she had never touched one before.

I can’t figure this out… she muttered, almost in tears, then shouted in desperation.

“Maybe this way!”

“If you say ‘maybe,’ it’s already wrong.”

“Then this way! It has to be this way!”

“Wrong again.”

“…I just made a small mistake! I knew it was the other way!”

“Actually, it can be put on both ways.”

“…You tricked me! How was I supposed to know that?”

“That was a lie too. Only someone inexperienced would fall for that.”

“That’s unfair, unfair, unfair!”

Kirara flailed like a spoiled child.

“The one being unfair is you. Claiming to be a sl*t with such a ridiculous lie.”

“I never called myself that! It’s what people around me started saying!”

“Why didn’t you deny it then?”

“If I could, I would have! There are reasons for it! I had no choice but to play the part of such a girl!”

Frustrated, Naoki scratched his head.

“Reasons? What kind of reasons could force you to do that?”

She looked down, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

“It’s complicated… But if I didn’t go along with it, things would have been worse for me.”

Naoki sighed deeply, trying to process the situation.

“Alright, fine. Let’s forget about labels and lies for a moment. What’s the real story here?”

Kirara took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

“Everyone at school assumes things about me because of rumors. I tried to deny it at first, but no one believed me. They just kept spreading those lies. Eventually, I thought it would be easier to just go along with it. But I’m not what they say I am.”

Naoki’s expression softened, understanding dawning in his eyes.

“So, you’ve been pretending all this time?”

She nodded, tears finally spilling over.

“I’m tired of it. I just want someone to see the real me.”

Moved by her vulnerability, Naoki sat down beside her.

“I see you, Kirara. You don’t have to pretend with me.”

She looked up, hope flickering in her eyes.

“Really?”

“Really,” he affirmed, offering her a reassuring smile.

In that moment, the tension between them eased, replaced by a genuine connection.

Half in tears, Kirara spoke.

As Naoki listened, he realized he was in a similar position.

“…Well, I suppose such things do happen.”

He had also tried to become promiscuous after his ex-girlfriend’s lies. He had no right to criticize Kirara. In fact, he even found himself intrigued by their similar circumstances.

“So, what’s your story?” he asked.

Kirara looked up at him with a sulky expression.

“…Promise you won’t tell anyone?”

“Making a promise is easy, but it’s up to you to believe me.”

“…If I tell you, I’ll be really mad if you make fun of me.”

“I don’t want to make you mad.”

She glared at him, her eyes sharp, while Naoki’s lips curled into a sardonic smile.

It was questionable whether she would believe him, but he had to try.

Kirara began to share her story.

“I used to be quiet and reserved. I didn’t stand out at all. Then one day, a rumor started about me being persuaded easily. It was ridiculous, but it spread like wildfire. People started treating me differently, and I couldn’t shake the reputation no matter what I did. One day, a group of popular girls approached me and said that if I didn’t play along with the rumors, they would make my life even more miserable. They would tell even worse lies about me. I was scared, so I played the part they wanted me to.”

Naoki listened intently, feeling a pang of empathy.

“I see… So you felt like you had no choice.”

“Yeah,…” she said, wiping her tears. “But I hate it. I hate pretending to be someone I’m not.”

Naoki sighed, understanding her pain.

“I get it. Sometimes, it feels easier to go along with what others think of you, even if it hurts.”

Kirara nodded, grateful for his understanding.

“But you don’t have to pretend anymore, not with me,” he said gently.

Kirara looked at him, hope and uncertainty in her eyes.

“Really?”

“Really. I promise.”

For the first time, Kirara smiled genuinely, a small but significant gesture. Naoki felt a warmth spread through him, knowing that he had made a difference.