Listen, actually it's my first time - Ch 2

Chapter 2 - The Psychological Battle Over the Bra Hook

[Kaburagi Shun's April 28th]

In the hallway in front of Class 2-2, I was waiting for Hiyori-chan, who had become my girlfriend.

When I made eye contact with her as she appeared, she happily waved and ran toward me. I didn’t say anything like "You shouldn’t run in the hallway." She was just too cute.

"Shun-kun! I’m here!"

"Thanks. Alright, let’s go."

It was ten minutes before lunch break ended. As planned the day before, I had Hiyori-chan meet me in front of the classroom. I then took her to where my group of friends was lazily chatting after finishing their lunch. From the moment we entered the classroom, Hiyori-chan, who already knew the content of the "announcement" I was about to make, seemed a bit nervous.

"Hey, everyone, listen up. You probably already know her, but this is Hiyori Nakamura. And… we’ve started dating. Please look after us."

My declaration of our relationship was heard not only by my group of friends but by everyone in the class. A buzz spread, and my friends raised surprised voices.

"Seriously!? Congratulations!"

"So Shun finally got a girlfriend!"

Several of my male friends shouted in excitement, clapping dramatically, making a big fuss.

"Wait, I didn’t expect you two to get together! You’d be a likely pair for a friends-with-benefits situation, but this was a combo I didn’t see coming!"

"Shut up! We’re super pure, okay? We haven’t even held hands yet!"

I had only stated the facts, but it seemed everyone thought I was joking, and laughter broke out.

"But isn't it super eye candy? You two together are seriously a handsome couple!"

"Next time, let's all hang out together. Does Hiyori-chan have a part-time job or something?"

Two of my female friends were trying to welcome Hiyori-chan warmly. Seeing her happily chatting with them, my eyes naturally softened.

After that, the usual questions came up, like when we started dating and who confessed first. We dodged the details by saying it was a secret between the two of us, but I honestly admitted that I was the one who confessed. When I said that, the room erupted, and Hiyori-chan and I exchanged shy glances.

The conversation flowed, but before we knew it, lunch break was almost over. Unwillingly, it was time for Hiyori-chan to head back to her class.

"I think I'll be visiting your class more often from now on, and I'd be happy if I could get along with Shun-kun's friends. Please take care of me from now on."

She said, bowing politely, and left the classroom while being teased by everyone.

"I thought Nakamura would be more used to hanging out, but she seems like an ordinary girl, huh? I like that."

"Hey, don't mess with my girlfriend."

"I'm just kidding. Tell me more about it later."

The bell rang, and my friends returned to their seats. Their reactions when I introduced Hiyori-chan were clearly favorable.

Though I tried not to show it, I was nervous about making the declaration of our relationship in front of everyone. But I realized for the first time how lucky and happy it was to be able to be celebrated by my friends for dating the person I like.

──However, not everyone was happy for me.

Reina, who sits in front of me, turned around with a gloomy expression.

"...You really have a girlfriend. And it's Nakamura-san..."

"I-I'm sorry. I should've told everyone earlier, I regret it."

Since my first story had been a lie, a deep sense of guilt started to rise in me. I thought that being honest and explaining everything would be the most sincere way, so I was about to apologize for lying, but Reina raised her index finger in front of my lips.

"...You don't need to say anything. ...Take good care of her! If things aren't going well, make sure to push her down right away!"

With that, Reina turned back to face forward, and although I couldn’t read her expression, I was certain of one thing:

Sonoda Reina is a really good person.

☆

It was after school. Today, I was supposed to go home with Hiyori-chan, but unfortunately, she was asked by our homeroom teacher to help out, so I was waiting in the classroom.

The time spent waiting for her made my heart jump, or rather, it wasn’t a bad time.

Besides, it wasn’t like I had nothing to do. During the wait, Masaki Hisakuto, who volunteered to chat with me, wanted to hear about the circumstances leading to our relationship. Since he was the one person who knew I was a virgin and that I had unrequited feelings for her, I explained everything honestly without holding back.

After listening to my story, Hisakuto exhaled deeply and nodded repeatedly.

“Ha… so that’s how you and Nakamura ended up together… Seriously? You really went for it, huh! And to think you easily turned your one-sided love into a reality… You must have done something incredible in your past life. Like saving the world from the brink of destruction? Or bringing happiness to a mermaid princess doomed to tragic love?”

“If that’s the case, I should be super thankful to my past-life self. Honestly, I still can’t believe Hiyori-chan is my girlfriend. It’s like I’m in a dream, and I’ve pinched my cheek so many times it’s probably red, right? Look.”

When I pointed to my right cheek, Hisakuto flashed a toothy grin.

“Jeez, stop bragging about being in love. …So? Have you done it yet?”

“Why is that the only thing on your mind?! Of course not! We just started dating yesterday!”

“Come on, the reputation of being a playboy is crying here. You don’t have to be dating to have sex, you know. In fact, doing it before dating can be a great way to check compatibility.”

At Hisakuto’s words, I gulped down my response. Was the idea that you shouldn’t have sex until you’re dating just a virgin mindset? Was it old-fashioned?

I was glad I didn’t say that in front of Hiyori-chan. She might’ve already figured out I’m a virgin.

“You’ve got a date after this, right?”

A date. A d-a-t-e. ...A date!

Hearing the word spill from Hisakuto’s mouth made me feel like grinning. What a sweet and alluring sound it was.

“Well… we’re planning to go to karaoke or something.”

“...Do you need condoms?”

“I don’t! I’m not going to do anything that would trouble the karaoke staff! I’ve decided my first time will be under the right circumstances, with the right time, place, and situation!”

I figured it was fine to go full-on virgin in front of Hisakuto. I could share my innocent yet sensible dreams and, as a friend, work on correcting the mindset of this genuine playboy.

After laughing out loud, Hisakuto suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment.

“I’m just kidding. You’re a good guy, Hayato. I’m genuinely happy that things worked out for you like this. Congrats, Hayato. If anything happens, talk to me. I’ll help you out.”

“...Thanks. It’s my first time dating a girl, so I might need to ask you, a seasoned expert, for advice. I’m counting on you when that happens.”

Though he’s a playboy who constantly teases others, Hisakuto is a dependable guy with a big heart. Having someone so knowledgeable about girls to consult is incredibly reassuring.

“Yeah, leave it to me. ...First off, they say you can tell if a girl is up for it that day by checking whether she’s taken care of any body hair...”

"Not that one! Well, that too, but that's not where this is going right now!"

"I take that back." While I was mentally rebutting the perpetually pink-brained Masakuto, the phone on my desk vibrated.

"I'm done~"

I checked the message from Hiyori-chan.

"I'm going to pick her up. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah. Have fun on your first date!"

After parting ways with Masakuto, I headed to Class 5 to meet Hiyori-chan. As soon as I stepped in, the remaining students in the classroom turned their gazes on me. I could hear whispers like, "So they really started dating," in shocked tones, and even bitter mutterings like, "Why him of all people, that playboy...?"

Hiyori-chan was popular, so it's no surprise that many guys had feelings for her. I might have hurt some hearts today, but I had loved her for a long time too. I silently apologized in my heart, promising to make her happy.

When Hiyori-chan noticed me, she smiled and waved me over. The three girls around her looked at me with curious, almost piercing stare.

"Hayato-kun, let me introduce my friends! This is Saki, this is Aika, and this is Ran-chan!"

Even without the introductions, I already knew their faces and names. Including Hiyori-chan, these four were widely known as the school's most stunning group of beauties.

"I'm Hayato Kaburagi. Nice to meet you."

"Yeah, I know! You're seriously good-looking up close. And you totally have that playboy aura!"

Although I was silently laughing at the silliness of being called a playboy, I exchanged greetings with each of them. They all looked stylish and were easygoing—total extroverts, exactly what you'd expect from a popular group.

Aika-san had once been involved in a drama with some of my female friends over a guy, so I was a bit worried she might act cold toward me. But she greeted me casually, and when I introduced Hiyori-chan to my friends earlier, they welcomed her warmly too. Despite any past drama, these girls were supportive and put their own feelings aside to cheer on their friends' love lives. Honestly, they were cooler than most guys.

"Do I really have that aura? Hmm... I thought I thrown away it last night when I left it deep in the mountains after I started dating Hiyori-chan."

"Really? Well, I guess I'll just have to check for myself!"

Aika-san and Ran-san giggled as they approached me, touching me and even sniffing me. Wait—didn't we just meet like, 20 seconds ago? The personal space was off.

"Stop it, you two! You're making Hayato-kun uncomfortable!"

Hiyori-chan stepped in between us to stop them, but they both looked like they were enjoying teasing her. I guessed that they probably did this often.

"Playboys don’t mind stuff like this. Right, Hayato-kun?"

"Hmm... I’d rather not upset Hiyori-chan. She's the most important to me," I replied, wanting to be supportive of Hiyori-chan’s feelings rather than playing along with the joke.

I moved closer to Hiyori-chan, who smiled up at me happily.

"You're bragging about her, huh? But still, it’s pretty cool how you can say that your girlfriend is the most important to you."

"Yeah, and when a good-looking guy says it, it has double the effect, right?"

Aika-san and Ran-san both burst out laughing. Keeping up with their energy was a bit exhausting, but since they were Hiyori-chan's friends, I hoped we could all get along and build a good relationship.

Just as I was thinking that, though, a sudden, threatening comment came out of nowhere.

"Hey, Hayato-kun. Hiyori's actually pretty pure, you know. So, if this is just for fun, you better stop right now. If you just toss her aside, I'll make sure to cut off your little friend," Aika-san said, her voice serious.

The sudden threat made my stomach drop. It was Aika-san and Saki-san who had said it. They had been quietly watching us this whole time. Both of them were smaller, delicate-looking, and it was clear they were close friends with Hiyori-chan. They probably knew her better than anyone.

Though Aika-san said it jokingly, her eyes never left me. There was a sense of genuine force in her words, and I could tell she meant it.

But I wasn’t about to back down. The thought of "tossing her aside" or treating her poorly was completely foreign to me. I had no intention of doing that.

"Saki-san, you really care about your friends, huh? But you don’t need to worry about that. I’m planning to treat Hiyori-chan with all the care she deserves," I replied, trying to reassure her. There was no need for threats. I meant what I said, and I wanted her friends to know that.

When I spoke from the heart, Saki-san looked at her friends, then broke into a smile.

"Well, you really are different when you talk. Looks like Hiyori's got a great boyfriend," she said with a grin, gently poking Hiyori-chan’s cheek.

Hiyori-chan blushed deeply at the compliment, her face turning red. She smiled shyly but was clearly happy.

☆

After leaving school, Hiyori-chan and I headed to a karaoke place near the station.

I had been to this karaoke spot many times before, but it was my first time coming here with a girlfriend. The room we were shown to was small, and I found myself overly conscious of the space between Hiyori-chan and me, making me feel a bit awkward.

"I've come here a lot, but I think this is the first time I've been in this room. It's nice that the drink bar is so close," Hiyori-chan said, sitting down in the distant seat with a Calpis soda in hand.

At moments like this, I couldn't decide whether sitting next to her or across from her was the right move. Since I had no experience dating and was already feeling nervous, I tried to act natural and sat next to her.

"Oh, it feels like we're really a couple now," she said with a smile.

Was that the right thing to do? Or did it make me seem desperate and turn her off?

No, stay calm. I couldn't let myself be distracted by questions that I couldn't answer—doing so might make it obvious that I was still a virgin.

More than anything, I wanted to enjoy my first date with Hiyori-chan.

I took a deep breath and grabbed the karaoke remote.

"What about you, Hiyori-chan? What do you want to sing?"

"Hmm, I don’t know. What about you, Shun-kun? What do you usually sing?"

I only just noticed how close her face was when she tilted her head. The closeness made my heart race.

"Well, when I go with everyone, I usually stick to popular songs, but to be honest, I really want to sing some heavy metal or something that's way too hardcore like rap."

"Rap!? I’d really love to hear that!"

Hiyori-chan smiled brightly and moved her hands in a little motion, as if trying to imitate a rapper. It was clear she wasn’t very familiar with it, but it was cute to see her trying.

As we casually chatted, I couldn't help but savor the happiness of thinking, "This girl is my girlfriend." Her face is cute. Her voice is cute. Even her little gestures are cute. I really like this girl.

"Well, should I go first and sing?" Hiyori-chan asked. "Can I dim the lights a little?"

"Yeah, sure. I’ll do it since I’m closer."

As the room darkened, the feeling of being alone together in a small space became even more intense. To shake off the awkward feelings of being a virgin, Hiyori-chan energetically grabbed the microphone and raised her hand.

"Alright, I’ll take the first round!"

Her song choice was a debut track by a rising female artist from last year. The key was high, and there were a lot of key changes. I thought it might be difficult... and sure enough, she missed the pitch and rhythm several times.

But it didn’t bother me at all. Honestly, I was happy that she chose a song she liked, even if it wasn’t perfect.

"Yay!" she cheered, striking a high-five pose, and I slapped my hand against hers. Now it was my turn. As my song intro started to play, Hiyori-chan's eyes lit up.

"Oh! I know this song!"

The song I picked was quite popular within the hip-hop scene, known for being a hit at class parties or outings with friends, including the girls. Normally, I would pick a well-known and safe track that everyone can enjoy, but this time it was just me and Hiyori-chan. I figured it would be okay to relax a little and let go of the mask I usually keep up.

I wondered if this is how couples deepen their bond and create their own unique atmosphere together. It might sound a bit dramatic, but I couldn't help thinking it.

Once I finished singing, Hiyori-chan clapped excitedly.

"That was awesome! I thought rap would be hard, but you were really good, Shun-kun!"

"Thanks. I just gave it my best shot."

As I nervously calmed my thirst with some cola, the next song appeared on the screen. It was the biggest hit from an idol a few years ago.

"Alright, now it's my turn! Make sure you watch closely, Shun-kun!"

"Watch?" I thought, confused for a moment, but I quickly understood what she meant.

Hiyori-chan stood up, and to my surprise, she started dancing along to the idol song with perfect choreography while singing. Her cute voice and dance moves had me completely charmed in no time.

This is bad. I totally get why people become obsessed with idols. If a girl this cute existed, I'd be a goner, probably spending all my money supporting her until I went bankrupt.

I clapped and cheered her on, acting like a fan at a live concert, while Hiyori-chan responded just like an idol, waving and saying, "Thank you!" It was such a fun time, but the real surprise came after she finished singing.

"That was amazing! Perfect!" I said excitedly.

In response, Hiyori-chan proudly flashed a peace sign, looking really pleased with herself.

"I practiced a lot for the performance at my middle school teacher's wedding! So when I hear this song, my body just moves on its own. ...Ah, I'm thirsty! I feel like I'll lose weight after singing this song... right!?"

Her expression, which had been a little exaggerated, suddenly changed to something like a nervous one, and she began to clearly act flustered, which made me wonder and ask.

"What's wrong?"

Hiyori-chan awkwardly smiled and hid her chest with her arms.

"...The hook came undone... Ahaha."

An unfamiliar word caused an accident in my thought process.

Hook? The hook... is that it? The hook of a bra? The thing that attaches it? Can it come undone without using your hands? Wait, if the hook comes undone and she moves, what happens? ...Does her chest bounce?

"I-I see. Well, that kind of thing happens, right?"

In reality, my mind was filled with thoughts of Hiyori-chan's bra and chest, like a single-celled organism, but I thought I couldn't be shaken by something like that and desperately tried to maintain my composure.

Because I'm the kind of guy who's called a playboy.

Not just bras, I should be used to seeing actual breasts by now.

"Well, recently the size hasn't been fitting well, so I bought a bigger bra, and this happens often. When the band is loose, it comes off easily."

"Y-yeah, I see. Girls sure have it tough, huh?"

He was pretending as if he had known from the start, but the fact that the band being loose makes it easier to come off was something he had just learned. There's no way a virgin like him would understand the structure of a bra. The hurdle is too high.

He had been thinking about stopping to show off a little, now that they were alone together, but when it comes to relationships, that's a different matter. If he couldn't act cool in front of her, he wouldn't be a good-looking guy, a playboy, or even a man.

"Y-yeah... What should I do...?"

Seeing Hiyori-chan looking at me while trying to hide her chest, I was taken aback.

──Wait, am I being invited!? Does this mean it's okay to touch!?

...No, calm down, me. I’m rushing things. First, I should prioritize the fact that Hiyori-chan is reattaching the hook and getting back to normal as the top priority.

But can you really attach a bra’s hook without looking at it? Isn’t it difficult unless you’re looking in a mirror or something? Ah, that’s why she was hesitating and thinking, "What should I do?"

To help Hiyori-chan, who must be really struggling right now.

Be smart and look cool. Stay composed, me.

"By the way, are you okay? Can you do it on your own?"

That comment must have sounded natural. Even though I was worried, I left the decision to her, not knowing how girls usually reattach their bras—this was the best answer.

...Wait a second. It’s not like I need to help my mom every morning, she can do it herself for sure! I messed up! "Best answer"?! That’s not it, me!

While desperately holding back the urge to scream in frustration, I noticed Hiyori-chan’s face was red enough that I could tell even in the dim light. It must be really embarrassing for a girl when the hook comes undone.

"...Shu... Hayato-kun, will you hook it for me...?"

Hiyori-chan’s unexpected request finally froze my brain, which had been working overtime.

Huh? Is it normal for someone to help you put on a bra? Or is Hiyori-chan just special? Maybe experienced girls like her find it stylish to have a guy help with things like that without bothering their own hands?

Can a playboy clasp and unclasp a bra hook even with his eyes closed? But I’ve never touched breasts, let alone a bra.

“It’s... it’s fine. Leave it to me.”

Before I could come up with a more appropriate response, I ended up showing off as usual. Half of me regretted it, and the other half was driven by an erotic expectation. God, please forgive me.

“Well then... um... please...”

Hiyori-chan turned around. I had thought she would face me and put her back to me, but I felt a bit relieved. It seemed I wouldn’t have to be seen struggling with the hook after all.

I cautiously slid my hand inside her blouse under her uniform. Hiyori-chan’s body twitched, but I figured it was just because it tickled, not because she was surprised to have someone put their hand inside her clothes. …But, hold on, I can see her waist. It’s so slim.

Even though I was trying not to touch her, my fingers and the back of my hand brushed against her smooth skin, which made me feel excited.

This is bad. If I keep getting nervous and messing up, my image as a smart playboy will be ruined. I refocused to make sure she didn’t notice, holding the sides of the bra’s back.

Concentrate. Just hook it. It shouldn’t be difficult.

I slowly pulled the ends closer so that the tips would align, threaded the hook through the small hole... and yes, it worked. I gave a mental fist pump.

“I did it.”

“Thank you. ...Ah, sorry. Could it be... that you hooked the outermost one?”

A question mark appeared above my head. The outermost one... what does that mean?

"Sorry, but... could you hook the innermost one? This one feels too loose, and it might come undone again..."

Huh? Are there several hooks besides just the top and bottom? Hiyori-chan, seeing my confusion, smiled shyly and said,

"Ah... sorry? It’s hard to hook it without being able to see, right? ...Um... okay. Do you think you can see it now...?"

She boldly lifted up her blouse and lingerie top. Due to her unexpected misunderstanding, I ended up seeing the curves of her waist and the texture of her skin more clearly than before.

"I... I can see it. So... um, I’ll redo it."

To think I’d have to touch the bra again... Does this even happen?

Could it be... that she actually wanted more closeness, but she was frustrated because I just attached the hook normally!?

My heartbeat echoed loudly. I realize I’m overthinking this, but how can I stay calm after seeing a girl I like in this state? Surely, it’s okay to touch her breasts just a little, right?

—No, calm down. Hiyori-chan trusted me and relied on me. I can’t let myself get flustered or excited, and I certainly can’t mess up and disappoint her.

Clear your mind. Focus.

I once again took hold of the thin part of the bra around her back. For the first time, I realized it was a light blue bra. I focused and saw that, not only were there hooks at the top and bottom, but there were three more hooks lined up horizontally. This bra is more complicated than I thought!

I unhooked the clasp I had just desperately clasped and exhaled. Next, I used my left hand to adjust it so that I could hook the one closest to Hiyori-chan's chest. Then, with my right hand, I inserted the clasp into the two rings...

"...How’s that?"

"Thank you! ...Yeah, it’s perfect!"

It seemed like I succeeded this time. When Hiyori-chan turned around and gave me an 'OK' sign with her fingers and smiled, I nearly collapsed in relief. I barely managed to hold it together while saying, "I’m glad!" in a light tone.

"Ah... sorry. Just, for a moment, please don’t look."

Seeing her turn away and fidget with her chest, I quickly turned my face away. She was probably adjusting the front of the bra and placing her blouse back into her skirt. The sound of her clothes shifting reached my ears, and my heart was pounding in my chest.

But really, I’m glad I didn’t mess up. If it had become clear that I couldn’t even properly clasp a bra hook, she would’ve been disappointed in me.

Even though I hadn’t hugged her from behind or touched her chest, I felt like a hero who had just completed a big task. However, recalling the sensation of her slim waist and the soft skin I touched, a far cry from a sage, I could feel my body overwhelmed by a flood of lust.

Before that could be noticed, I forced myself to shift my focus to karaoke.

"I think I’m gonna try some heavy metal for the first time in front of people!"

"Then, can I record it as a memory? We can watch it together later!"

I was slightly hesitant about leaving a record of my terrible singing, but reflecting on my first after-school date with Hiyori-chan wasn’t so bad.

So, I tight my vocal cords and gave my all to deliver a death metal voice.

The next day, it goes without saying that my voice was completely rough.

[Hiyori Nakamura's April 28th]

There is a boy at Haruka High School who is famous as the best-looking guy in the school.

He is in the second year, class 2, and his name is Kaburaki Shun. He has a well-defined face, is incredibly refreshing, and is said to have a good personality and great manners. If, ten years from now, I brought him home to introduce him to my parents as a potential husband, even if he were a part-time worker or a gambler, they would no doubt be overjoyed.

And yet, he is now, for some miraculous reason, is my boyfriend. I love Shun-kun, and I think he's a wonderful boy with no flaws. But he does have one rumor attached to him that doesn’t quite match his refreshing appearance.

He’s a playboy — in other words, a guy who would hit on any girl without hesitation.

So, when he said...

"Are you okay? Can you fix it by yourself?"

...After I mentioned that my bra hook came undone, I froze, thinking that maybe Shun-kun was trying to make an advance on me.

No, maybe I’m overthinking. It might not have been something that forward. Even though it wasn’t necessarily about sex, we were alone, and the karaoke room was dimly lit, so maybe he just wanted to be a little playful.

What would an experienced girl say in this situation? I have no idea since I lack experience, but I feel like my imagination could run wild more than my friends who aren’t virgins.

The perfect response in this situation, when my boyfriend seems to want to touch me, would surely be...

"...Shu... Shun-kun, could you hook it...?"

After saying it, my face became hot with embarrassment over what I had said.

I often hear stories about boys taking off their girlfriends bras during sex. But I don’t hear much about bras being put on for someone. Did I mess up? Did I make a mistake?

I cautiously look to see how he's reacting, wondering what I would do if Hayato-kun is completely put off.

"It's fine. Leave it to me."

As expected of a playboy... Unlike me, who was mentally panicking, he agreed immediately without hesitation. I was a little surprised, but seeing that he didn't change his expression gave me relief.

As I thought, Hayato-kun must be experienced with bra hooks, both putting them on and taking them off. If the words I said now were what he wanted, then it was worth the effort.

...It's not the time to let my guard down. Complimenting myself can wait for later. Right now, I need to keep up appearances a little longer.

"Well then, um... please..."

I said that and turned my back. If his hand were to wrap around my back while facing him, I wouldn't be able to stay calm, knowing how close his face would be.

My body reflexively jerked when his hand slipped inside my Lingerie top. Is it because I can't see his face, and my skin has become more sensitive?

Wherever Hayato-kun's hand touched, it started to heat up. I hadn't felt this way when fooling around or hugging friends, but with Hayato-kun, I feel strangely tense, and for some reason, it feels good.

"I've done it."

While I was trying hard not to move, I realized the hook had been tied. I was impressed by how smooth it was, but quickly noticed that the undergarment was loose.

It was my fault for not saying to use the innermost hook in the beginning. I thought it might be fine like this, but if I left it, the hook would come undone again easily. I didn't want to be distracted by a hook that might come undone and not be able to focus on my date with Hayato-kun.

And... I kind of want to stretch myself a little, or rather, I want to be on Hayato-kun's level.

I want him to feel a little nervous too, not just me.

It’s fine, I... I’m sure the time will come when I’ll show him everything. I have to think of it as lucky to be able to practice in a dimly lit room.

I told myself that and took a deep breath, then, as casually as possible, asked him to tied it again, turning my back to Hayato-kun once more. I thought that Hayato-kun might be used to unhooking bras, but I still wanted to seem a bit more experienced, so even though it was embarrassing, I lifted my blouse and lingerie top.

Hayato-kun's hand touched the bra again. When the back strap was pulled, my chest was lightly pressed, and it felt somewhat strange.

...What if Hayato-kun suddenly grabs my chest from behind right here?

I have no reason to refuse his advances, and if I don’t resist, would he just push me down like that? What should I do? Even if I have no reason to reject him, I’m not ready for something that far!

"...How about now?"

While I was imagining what would happen next and my heart was pounding, Hayato-kun had already finished his task perfectly. The hooks were securely tied on the innermost part, both top and bottom.

"Thank you! ...Yeah, perfect!"

I tried to sound as bright as possible while feeling embarrassed by how much I had been impressed with myself.

I’m such an idiot. Someone like Hayato-kun, who has experience with many girls, wouldn't get excited just because he tied a bra hook.

Seeing Hayato-kun acting so normal made my own embarrassment feel even worse, so I tried hard to act as though it didn’t matter. It was just my little pride.

While watching Hayato-kun sing heavy metal, which didn’t quite match his appearance, I tried my best to cool down my flushed body. Actually, Hayato-kun’s heavy metal was pretty good, and the contrast with his refreshing appearance made it even more appealing. I might even be more drawn to it than if he were singing a trendy love song.

"Alright! I’ll sing too! Next time, I’ll sing something like enka or a ballad so the hook doesn’t come undone from moving too much!"

"Enka!? I want to hear it! Sing, sing!"

It was meant to be a light joke, but Hayato-kun’s positive reaction made me, who hadn’t planned on singing, end up performing an enka song full of love and anger for an ex-boyfriend, adding a little flair to the lyrics.

Hayato-kun clapped his hands with shining eyes. ...Is he happier about the enka than my bra? I really can’t understand what a playboy like him is thinking.

After that, we both sang karaoke, pushing our voices to the limit as if to shake something off.

Our first after-school date felt like I had messed things up a lot, but it was really fun.

During that wonderful day, which became an important page in my precious memories, I learned something.

Now that I have a boyfriend like Hayato-kun, I need to be mentally prepared for whenever "that day" comes. I also need to be more conscious about taking care of my underwear and skin on a daily basis.

After hanging up the phone that announced the end time, Hayato-kun laughed while drinking cola.

"We sang a lot. Both my voice and Hiyori-chan’s got rough. I was hoping you'd sing that idol song again at the end, but it seems like that's hard now."

Hearing Hayato-kun's voice, which had become much more rough than usual, made me feel a certain sexiness to it, and I became embarrassed by how many naughty thoughts were running through my mind.

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