While Wandering Around Naked, I Met An Exhibitionist, The Most Beautiful Half-Nordic Girl From School. - Chapter 3: Yes, there's the statue of David, right?

Yes, there’s the statue of David, right?

Today’s fifth period was art class.

For someone like me who chose art as an elective subject, it was a moment of absolute bliss.

Why?

Because today’s lesson was something that suited my taste.

“Ahh, no matter how many times I see it, you’re just too beautiful…”

This time it was a drawing lesson.

And the content was to sketch personal belongings brought in by each individual.

What I brought was a miniature model of Michelangelo’s “David” statue.

“The perfectly defined abdominal muscles, the captivating oblique muscles, the masculine and well-defined arms, the toned legs… Everything is just too perfect.”

The reason why I walk around naked.

There are various reasons, but if asked what the most fundamental one is, I can confidently say it’s this “David” statue.

The beauty of the human form that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

A beautiful body that captivates people just as it is.

A body made up of elements that are only accepted in public spaces, yet its beauty silences everything with its golden ratio.

I want to be like this too.

That’s why I trained my own body as a work of art and began to show the world its results.

“Hey, Shuuichi, what are you drawing… wait, what? Is that almost like a photograph?!?”

“Because the material is white, I can depict it accurately enough with just the shading of the pencil.”

“It’s not about the material! Seriously, that’s amazing!”

In order to reproduce the beauty of the “David” statue, I have observed it from every angle to the extent that it has holes from all 360 degrees.

Drawing is also part of that process, and I have done it many times.

When it comes to the “David” statue, I never felt like I would lose to any famous painter.

Other students, upon hearing Utsumi’s voice, came to see my drawing one after another.

And just like him, they expressed their admiration.

“…Hmm.”

Indeed, the “David” statue is overflowing with a charm that captivates everyone. I was convinced.

I want to be like him someday too.

As I smiled triumphantly, my gaze suddenly met with a certain student.

It was Shirogane Emmy. She was the only one, off to the side, quietly drawing a picture.

Should I go talk to her?

I thought so, but outwardly, she and I are supposed to have no relationship.

I had brushed off what happened the other day as a message from the teacher.

It wouldn’t be appropriate to go out of my way to talk to her.

As I was thinking this, she suddenly lifted up her uniform from below.

“…!?”

With my eyes widened, she then exposed her ample, rounded breasts as if flaunting them.

What is she doing?

As if unable to comprehend her intentions, she teasingly stuck out her tongue.

Is she trying to provoke me?

While I found it arousing, being subjected to this in a public place only made me question my sanity.

“Oh, the bell rang.”

The sound of the bell diverted the students’ attention away from my drawing.

Immediately, Shirogane pulled her clothes back on and returned to her innocent demeanor, as if to say she had been quietly drawing all along.

Is she insane?

As I walked down the hallway to return to the classroom after class, someone suddenly grabbed my arm and dragged me to the secluded side of the staircase where no one could see us.

The culprit was Shirogane.

“Hey, how was it earlier?”

“Earlier? You mean about the breasts?”

“Yeah. Did it make your heart race?”

I was nervous about being caught by others, so in that sense, it did make my heart race.

“Are you crazy?”

“I don’t want to hear that from you.”

“I strive to exhibit with decency and manners. Suddenly exposing oneself during class is disrespectful to both the surroundings and nudity.”

Nudity is an art form.

But unlike sculptures, we are alive.

Therefore, we must consider the optimal time, place, and physical condition before exposing ourselves.

That was just obscene.

It couldn’t be called art.

“Hmm.”

Shirogane glared at me.

Is she doubting my words just now?

If so, it’s disappointing. I spoke the truth from the bottom of my heart.

“Then, let me listen to your heartbeat.”

Suddenly, she hugged me tightly.

And as she pressed her ear against my chest, she began to quietly listen to my heartbeat.

“…It’s really quiet.”

“Once, a doctor told me that my heartbeat was lower than average.”

“That’s annoying.”

I couldn’t care less.

“I want to make your heart race.”

“Why?”

“Because even though I’ve been making my heart race for you all this time, you’re not feeling anything. It’s unbalanced, don’t you think?”

“Even if you say that… I think it’s just a matter of experience.”

“How long have you been exposing yourself?”

“I did it for the first time when I was in fifth grade, so it’s been about five or six years.”

“That long?”

“What about you?”

“I started about six months ago, I guess.”

“You’re still a beginner.”

It  means she’s still a newcomer.

But at the same time, I’m envious.

The thrill of walking outside naked was strongest during the beginner days.

It gradually faded as I got used to it, but she seems to still have it.

“I don’t like messy exposures. Next time, if you do show it, show it with more thought and care.”

“I’m sure normal boys would be happy to see me……. You are really strange.”

“It’s an obsession I can’t get rid of.”

Although,

“But your boobs themselves were very attractive. You can rest assured of that.”

“Ehh.”

“See you later. I have a friend waiting.”

I walked away quickly.

I knew that my future school life was going to be a bit of a struggle.