While Wandering Around Naked, I Met An Exhibitionist, The Most Beautiful Half-Nordic Girl From School. - Chapter 1: What The Hell Is This Girl?

What The Hell Is This Girl?

While I was strolling around naked, I encountered a completely naked beauty.

It was on a clear night.

Despite having just surpassed the sweltering summer, it felt like we were skipping autumn and heading straight into winter.

As I was taking a walk in a deserted park several kilometers away from my home, a naked woman suddenly appeared from the shadows.

“Eh?”

“Eh?”

Even I, with my fair share of experience in naked strolls, was surprised by this.

Although I have a decent history of naked wandering, I never imagined encountering another naked woman.

“…”

“…”

Moreover, upon closer inspection, she seemed somewhat familiar.

Her features were more pronounced than those of the average Japanese person, resembling those of Westerners.

Yet, she also had a certain Japanese quality to her, a so-called half or mixed-race girl.

With hair the color of translucent gold dust and eyes like jade.

I knew someone who possessed all these features.

“Shirogane Emmy…”

No, or was it just Emmy?

I forgot, but it was something like that.

Why did I vaguely know her?

It was because of her exceptional looks.

Her appearance, distinct from typical Japanese people due to her mixed heritage.

She had been quite a topic of conversation since she enrolled.

However, she didn’t seem to enjoy talking to people much and always kept to herself.

We were in the same class, but I had never seen her interacting with anyone.

So why was she walking around naked here?

I had no idea.

It piqued my curiosity, but it wasn’t something worth asking about.

“Hello.”

“Eh?”

I simply nodded and passed by.

If she were the type of exhibitionist who enjoyed the reactions of others, she would have done it during the day.

If not, then she must be the type who enjoys the sense of liberation or tension.

It would only frighten her if I approached her.

“However, encountering a female exhibitionist is quite rare.”

I’m also quite experienced in exhibitionism, but her naked body was truly beautiful.

Her tall figure, snow-white skin, the texture that showed firmness yet softness, and her long, slender legs.

I need to sculpt my body to be as beautiful and wonderful as hers.

After circling the park, I put on my clothes and headed home.

***

The next day.

I was in the classroom wearing my high school uniform, like any typical high school student.

Today’s first period was math, a subject I wasn’t particularly fond of.

As I frowned at the subject, I noticed a commotion around me.

“Hey…”

I was suddenly called from behind.

I turned around, and there was Shirogane Emmy.

“You are…”

“At lunchtime. Will you come with me for a bit?”

With just that, she returned to her seat.

It must be about yesterday.

There couldn’t be any other reason why she would talk to me.

“H-hey! W-what’s your relationship with Shirogane-san…!?”

Utsumi Yuuta, my male friend sitting diagonally behind me, spoke up.

“I don’t know. Maybe she’s going to confess.”

“What!?”

“Of sins.”

“Confess…!?”

But then again, I had something to talk to her about too.

This was convenient. I felt sorry for Yuuta, but I’ll let him eat lunch alone today.

So, lunch break came.

I followed her as she approached me again, and we ended up in a secluded area behind the school building.

She probably wanted to talk about something that couldn’t be discussed if there were other people around.

Indeed, what happened yesterday was not something that could be discussed in public.

“I suppose you know why I called you here, right?”

“Yeah. It’s about yesterday, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. I don’t mind people who catch on quickly.”

“I don’t mind people who get to the point quickly either.”

“Then I’ll be direct.”

As the green-eyed gaze bore down on me,

“If you don’t want your exposure incident to be exposed, don’t tell anyone about what happened yesterday.”

“Isn’t that a coincidence? I was just about to say the same thing.”

I also meet her gaze and lock eyes with her.

Even though I’m still a minor at 16, it wouldn’t be good if the police were called.

I imagine she feels the same.

Backing down here might lead to the same outcome, but living through school with someone holding leverage over you is very unhealthy.

Threatening each other on equal terms.

We both hold each other’s vulnerabilities.

However, ending it here wouldn’t be mentally healthy, so I continued.

“…It seems neither of us wants to dwell on yesterday.”

“Well, yeah.”

“Then let’s do this. Yesterday, we never met. We didn’t engage in any public exposure at the park. How about that? It should be easier that way, right?”

“What guarantee do I have that you won’t talk about me?”

“I’m in the same position as you. Doesn’t that provide some assurance?”

If I held the upper hand unilaterally, perhaps I could have steered this towards an erotic manga scenario. But I have no intention of that.

But she also holds power over me.

We both hold each other’s lifelines.

Unless harboring strong resentment, one wouldn’t willingly expose oneself.

“We understand each other because we’re the same, right? You’re worried whether I will spill the beans about you?”

“…”

“But we’re both exhibitionists. Doesn’t that offer some relief?”

Extending my right hand.

After Shirogane glanced between my eyes and hand several times, she curiously asked, “What’s your intention?”

“A handshake. It’s like a symbol of our promise to keep each other’s secrets.”

It’s like making a pinky promise.

Her uncertainty, that she can’t fully trust words alone, comes across.

That’s why I’m showing sincerity through this action.

Shirogane seems hesitant at the sudden suggestion.

But eventually, she reluctantly extends her right hand back.

“If you ever spill, I’ll make sure to take you down with me.”

“Don’t worry. I may expose myself, but I’m the type who doesn’t reveal secrets.”

We exchange a handshake, her small and delicate right hand meeting mine. Yet, seeing her hand still trembling with unease, I gently envelop it from above with my left hand, trying to offer reassurance.