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 66: Drying Snow White's Hair.

Drying Snow White’s Hair.

“Maybe Himeno likes me…”

Lying on my bed in my room, I think while Himeno is in the bath.

It would be strange not to consider the possibility of being liked; for example, a kiss might be involved.

It’s understandable if we just embrace, but it would be strange to exchange a first kiss just for comfort.

She must have given it to me because she likes me.

“Himeno, who is so popular as to be called Snow White…”

Just a moment ago, I thought it was impossible for her to like me, but now I realize that there is a good chance.

Anyone would be happy to know that someone they like has feelings for them.

I want to roll on the floor in joy right now, but I refrain; I’m not a child, and there’s no space for such antics.

“Taka-kun…”

I hear her voice from beyond the door, so Himeno must have finished her bath.

“Come in.”

She could enter without asking, but she’s the type to announce herself.

“Excuse me,” she says as she opens the door and enters.

“Whyaa… Whyaat happened??”

It’s natural to be surprised enough to speak in cat language, and for some reason, Himeno is wearing only a bath towel.

I’ve seen her in a bath towel before, but it’s more embarrassing to see her like this in a place other than the bath.

Perhaps because she just finished bathing, her fair skin is slightly red.

“Well… Taka-kun, I wanted you to dry my hair…”

The redness in her cheeks is not just from the bath; there’s embarrassment too.

She seems to be wiping her hair with the towel, but it’s not completely dry yet.

Using a dryer is good for the hair, and she probably wants me to do it.

The dryer is placed firmly in the Takahashi household, and it’s fine for her to use it.

“Sure…”

Even though it’s quite embarrassing to be affectionate in a situation where there is a good chance of being liked, I can’t refuse the request of the person I like.

I take the dryer from Himeno and plug it into the socket, standing behind her in her towel-clad figure.

(She smells so good.)

Perhaps it’s because she just got out of the bath, but her sweet fragrance is wearing away my restraint more than usual.

Even if she likes me, if I were to push her down now, her affection for me would probably disappear in an instant.

I don’t think she’d want to date a guy who does things like that before officially being together, even if it’s just playful teasing like before.

“Okay, here we go.”

“Yes.”

I turn on the dryer without overthinking things, focusing on drying Himeno’s hair.

Since I’ve occasionally dried Marika’s hair, I use the same technique on Himeno’s hair.

Even though the texture and color of their hair are different, the basic process of using a dryer to dry hair remains the same.

“Ma’am, your hair is so smooth.”

“W-Why are you imitating a hairstylist?”

“Just felt like it?”

Not knowing what to talk about while drying her hair, I just imitate a hairstylist.

It feels embarrassing to say such things, so I casually brush it off.

“I don’t want you to addresses me so politely.”

My heart pounded with a shock that made it skip a beat.

“Got it.”

I nod as I dry her silky silver hair with the dryer.

Thanks to her meticulous care, there are no split ends or any damage, making her hair something I want to touch forever.

“This hair is inherited from my mom. It’s precious, so… only the person I trust the most, Taka-kun, you are allowed to touch it.”

In other words, she probably doesn’t even let her younger sister, Hinata, touch it.

Given the way she acts, it’s natural not to want others to touch it.

(This is really dangerous.)

Being told such a thing in a situation where there’s a good chance she likes me makes my heart beat even faster than before.

While feeling my heart pounding, I continue to dry Himeno’s hair.