When Two Wounded Hearts Find Solace In Each Other, Snow White (The School's Beauty) And I Were Mistakenly Labeled As A Silly Couple. - Chapter 53: Snow White Is Too Defenseless.

Snow White Is Too Defenseless.

“Taka-kun, let’s go to bed.”

When I finished bathing earlier, I was waiting in the living room, Himeno, in her sleepwear, approached with flushed cheeks. Normally, she wore negligees that covered her skin, but today’s sleepwear had a higher level of exposure than usual. Sleeveless with a neckline that showed a bit of cleavage and a negligee with a length above the knee.

Although it wasn’t like I had seen her sleepwear many times, and it wasn’t strange for her to have slightly more revealing clothes, it was a problem if she wore something with a high level of exposure to sleep in. Just looking at it was making my heart beat faster, and if we were to sleep together, my heart might explode.

“Are you going to sleep already?” 

I checked the time on my smartphone; it was a little past 9.

“Still, I don’t plan to sleep yet. I just want to lie down on the bed and talk,” she said with a shy smile.

“I see.”

I nodded, feeling my heart rate increase even more. It’s embarrassing, but being able to talk alone with someone I like is something I cherish.

Before taking a bath, I had informed Mari about staying overnight, so there was no one to disturb us. While she did warn us not to do anything intimate since we’re not officially dating, I lack the courage for such things.

“Well, I was surprised that you had prepared my sleepwear, Himeno….”

After bathing, there were light blue pajamas and boxer shorts prepared for me. I wore them since they were prepared, but it felt indescribable.

“I bought them online the other day. So that Taka-kun can stay over anytime,” she answered with a shy expression, making my heart feel like it was going to burst. Being trusted to stay over anytime is incredibly comforting.

“Thank you. Let’s go to bed,” I said as we held hands and moved to the bedroom.

(As usual, it smells so nice.)

Himeno’s bedroom was filled with the sweet scent typical of women, making me feel a bit dizzy just from the smell. While I often sense Himeno’s own sweet scent since we’re close, her room has a different kind of sweetness that’s dangerous.

“Let’s go to bed.”

“Y-yeah.”

Holding hands, Himeno led me to the bed, and we lay down together. It felt incredibly blissful, and I wished time could just stop at this moment. To be able to savor the happiness of being together forever.

I hoped Himeno felt the same way, but realistically, she probably didn’t. Maybe she was just staying with me to distract herself from the lonely memories of being bullied when she was alone. Lately, Himeno had become more proactive in our interactions, and if she did have romantic feelings, it wouldn’t be surprising if she confessed. However, the fear of embarrassment might be holding her back.

“Taka-kun…”

While lying down, Himeno buried her face in my chest, showing a cute display of affection. She was adorable, and I wanted to confess right away, but I refrained since I knew the answer.

(But she’s so defenseless…)

Wearing negligee with a higher level of exposure, cuddling with the opposite sex made it a situation where one couldn’t complain if things went a bit further. Even though she knew she wouldn’t be attacked, it wasn’t normal to do such things when you’re not in a relationship. There’s always a chance that even with the knowledge that there won’t be an attack, someday, rationality might crumble, and instincts could take over, turning someone into a wolf.

However, Himeno being like this meant that she truly trusted the person. It wouldn’t be great if every cute girl were so defenseless. Her vulnerability was reserved for someone she genuinely trusted.

“Hold me, please.”

“Y-yeah.”

Granting Himeno’s request, I hugged her. The sweet scent and soft touch slowly eroded my reason, but once you hugged her, it was challenging to let go.

(That’s why she’s so defenseless.)

Perhaps unconsciously seeking warmth, Himeno intertwined her legs with mine. Not only was it touching the inside of the base of her thighs, but it was probably touching her underwear as well. Though it wasn’t clear due to the clothes, the feel of her skin seemed incredibly pleasant.

“I won’t let go until morning.”

That moment, I knew tomorrow was guaranteed to be sleep-deprived.