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 9: Wiping Snow White's Body.

Wiping Snow White’s Body.

“Kuchun…”

After agreeing to spend time together, Himeno let out an adorable sneeze. Her body trembled slightly, either due to the cold or the dampness, and it was evident she was at risk of catching a cold if left in this condition.

“Let’s go to the infirmary.”

The rooftop lacked protection against the wind, and remaining wet in these conditions would undoubtedly drain her body heat.

“But… I don’t want others to see me like this.”

Upon closer inspection, Himeno’s wet blouse had become somewhat translucent, revealing her skin underneath. Though the double-layered blazer provided some coverage, encountering someone on the way to the infirmary could still be embarrassing. Even though the likelihood of running into someone during class was low, there was a chance of encountering a teacher.

However, her lips, once a rosy pink, had turned a faint shade of purple. It became clear that swift action was necessary.

Taking a bath would be the ideal solution, but being a public high school, the building lacked shower facilities. There might be showers designated for emergencies, but they probably wouldn’t be available for students. While there was a slim chance of obtaining permission, Himeno seemed averse to leaving the rooftop in her current state.

In this situation, it was essential to find an alternative solution right here and now.

“What do we do then?”

Despite thinking about various things, my ordinary head couldn’t come up with any concrete plans.

“Could you… wipe my body for me, Taka-kun?”

“Huh?”

The request caught me off guard. “Could you… wipe my body for me, Taka-kun?” The mere thought of it made me freeze.

Wiping her body implied undressing, exposing Himeko’s skin. No matter how close we are as childhood friends, I’m not accustomed to seeing a woman’s bare skin. Perhaps it would have been different back in elementary school, but we’ve long moved past those days of shared baths.

“There’s a towel in my bag, so Taka-kun, could you please wipe my body?”

She fidgeted with her hands, and her voice was barely audible, indicating extreme embarrassment. Himeko seemed determined to do something about her wet body on the rooftop. It’s the only reason she would ask me to wipe her down.

“Is it okay for me to see you undressed?”

Even though she expressed a desire to address her wet clothes, it’s clear from her actions that she isn’t entirely comfortable with the idea of being seen undressed, especially by a male.

“It’s embarrassing, but I believe Taka-kun, you are kind, so I don’t think you would do anything untoward.”

“True, I have no intention of doing anything, but…”

If I had approached her with a more aggressive attitude since yesterday, Himeko probably wouldn’t even consider seeking comfort from me. Despite the accidental embrace, she seems convinced that my intentions are genuinely gentlemanly and not driven by inappropriate desires.

“That’s fine… chu.”

Himeko sneezed again, her body shivering, and it was clear that her condition couldn’t be left unattended any longer.

“Got it.”

Not wanting to prolong the awkwardness and risk Himeko catching a cold, Takashi nodded. “I’ll open your bag,” he said, grabbing the zipper and opening it.

“Well, then… ah…”

When I turn towards Himeko to blow on her body, she has taken off her blazer and blouse. Although she is wearing a skirt and underwear, everything else is removed, and the sight is a strong stimulus for me, as I’m not immune to the female body.

As I gaze upon the normally concealed expanse of her chest, now laid bare, and the smooth legs adorned in tights, a rush of sensation courses through me. It’s as if every drop of blood in my body is converging to my head, overwhelmed by the intensity of this sight.

“Um… please, if you could,”

She turns around, indicating a desire for her back to be tended to. There’s a hint of reluctance in having the front attended to, so once I finish wiping her back, it seems she’ll take matters into her own hands.

“Yeah,” I respond, my thoughts a tumultuous mix of anticipation and a hint of unease.

I have a terrific resistance to blowing on a woman’s body, but I can’t keep it any wetter.

Perhaps because this is the first time I have seen a woman’s body since puberty, I am so nervous that my right hand holding the towel trembles.

“Hnn…”

Feeling an urgent need to wipe quickly, I remind myself that I’m just doing this to make sure Himeko doesn’t catch a cold. So, I start wiping her back.

It’s not something I usually do, and maybe it’s the rarity of touching this usually untouched area of her back, but a sweet voice escapes from Himeko’s lips.

For a teenage guy, the sweet voice of a cute girl has an unparalleled power, chipping away at my reason. Despite that, I manage to hold back and continue wiping her back.

It seems like I can’t entirely go against the instincts of a man, though. Even as I wipe, my eyes can’t help but linger on Himeko’s back.

I find it especially hard to look away from the white fabric.

“Thank you… very much. I will wipe the rest myself.”

As I expected, she seems to be taking care of wiping the front and her legs on her own.

I nod and hand the towel to Himeko, turning my back to her, trying not to see any more.

“Um… I don’t want to be alone right now, so please stay by my side.”

“I und…staay?”

Dealing with slander and being doused with water, Himeko, carrying emotional wounds, seems to want me to stay by her side even though her back is turned. To make it clear, she presses her back against mine.

Startled by this sudden action, I involuntarily made a strange noise.

“Sorry for being so clingy since yesterday. But… right now, I want to be with you, Taka-kun.”

With her left hand, the one without the towel, Himeko grabs my hand, not the sleeve of my shirt. Although I’ve held hands with Marika many times, this is the first time with another girl, causing my heart to pound like never before.

Thump-thump, both Himeko and I feel the intense heartbeat.

Yet, considering the current state of mind, maybe it’s indeed better to stay together.

“Got it. Just wipe quickly for now.”

“Yes.”

Himeko nods and starts wiping her body with the towel.

It goes without saying that the image of Himeko in cute, frilly underwear is now etched in my mind.