While Wandering Around Naked, I Met An Exhibitionist, The Most Beautiful Half-Nordic Girl From School. - Chapter 15: What kind of person doesn't have casual clothes?

What kind of person doesn’t have casual clothes?

“Ah, that was nice.”

After finishing our shower, nothing like an event from an erotic manga occurred, and we peacefully dried ourselves off and left the bathroom.

Although I was feeling confused due to the unusual circumstances earlier, now I was confident that I had regained my usual composure.

Because I felt moved after seeing Shirogane’s naked body.

“Could you wrap that towel around your waist? It’s fine to cover your chest with this bath towel.”

“Huh? …Okay.”

And there she was, with a body that seemed to rival even Venus de Milo, as if straight out of a beauty pageant.

Beautiful… While I hold a deep admiration for Michelangelo’s David, I also have a certain respect for other sculptures.

Her body indeed resembled that of a sculpture.

A toned torso with faintly visible abs.

A body with just the right amount of fat.

Breasts large enough to not be hindered by the towel, firm and shapely.

Skin that felt soft to the touch but appeared smooth to the eye.

Although Venus de Milo has a slightly fuller figure, her body type didn’t exactly match hers.

But yes.

It was as if her body, conscious of its entirety of physical beauty, was crafted by a top-notch sculptor to fit the golden ratio, evoking a sense of sculpture-like taste in me.

“That’s so frustrating.”

“Why?”

“I feel like I’m burning with jealousy.”

“I don’t get it.”

It was only natural that she didn’t understand.

“I want to grow up quickly and get a sculpted body with muscles at 180cm!”

“Oh, I see… Are you that envious of me having such a beautiful body?”

“Even if it’s an exception like me, I think everyone longs for a beautiful body.”

Otherwise, women wouldn’t resort to liposuction to achieve their ideal proportions, and men wouldn’t resort to steroids to attain their desired muscles.

To varying degrees, everyone desires the ideal physique.

“Hmm… Well, I guess. But… I don’t feel bad when I’m praised that much.”

“It’s like I want to take a picture of it.”

“I don’t want that.”

Of course not, as it would constitute child pornography.

Actually, crimes like these occur more frequently among teenagers.

The casual thought that it would be okay if it’s between kids lowers the hurdle.

So, photography is strictly prohibited.

Crime, no, absolutely not.

…Well, even if no one’s watching, the act of exposure itself constitutes indecent exposure, but let’s put that aside.

“By the way, I have a question.”

“Ask away.”

“Where are the clothes to change into?”

“….!”

Our faces turned into something resembling space cats.

That’s right. Normally, you prepare clothes to change into after a bath. But because I had been spending so long naked at home, I had forgotten.

“I’m… a nudist.”

“I figured.”

“So, I never got into the habit of wearing clothes at home.”

“Meaning?”

“I didn’t prepare any clothes to change into. I don’t even have casual clothes.”

“Are you insane?”

I couldn’t argue with that. I had to deeply reflect on my lack of consideration in this regard.

Basically, I only have hobbies like exposure and working out, and I have no interest in clothing. So, if I need to go out a little, I can just wear my school uniform or gym clothes and be done with it.

But for this to become a problem now, even with all of my foresight…!

“I do have my school gym clothes, so you can wear those.”

“What about you?”

“I guess I’ll have to wear my gym clothes.”

“…By the way, can I ask what you mean by ‘I guess I’ll have to’?”

“I don’t want to wear clothes at home, but since you’re here, I have no choice.”

“I thought so.”

Everyone probably wants to feel relaxed and carefree at home. For me, the only condition for achieving that state was simply being naked.

“…Is being naked at home really that great?”

“Yeah. It feels like you’re freed from all the constraints of the mundane world.”

For me, the significance of exposure changes drastically between outside and inside the house.

Outside, it’s an act of presenting my body as an artwork to the world. Inside, it’s an act of seeking comfort and liberation.

Being in my own territory without enemies, spending time in my natural state without worrying about others—it brings unparalleled peace of mind.

“In that sense, it can be said that indoor exposure aims for ‘liberation from constraints.'”

“…Liberation, huh?”

“I recommend it for you too.”

“I see. Then maybe I’ll give it a try.”

She agreed with that.

It seemed she was feeling much more stressed in her daily life than I had thought. If that’s the case, exposing herself at home could be crucial for relieving some of that stress.

“So, you don’t have to wear clothes either.”

“I see… Huh?”

“I’ll stay like this too.”

“What?”

“Since you’ve already seen everything anyway, it seems silly to hide from you.”

What is she trying to say?

I slowly chewed on her words, finally digesting them.

In other words, she’s attempting her first nudist debut in the house of a male classmate who lives alone.

“Are you insane?”

“We’re even, then.”

I couldn’t argue with that.