Side Heroine

47

Chapter 47: No Resistance?

How did this happen?

I thought in the corner of my mind while looking down below me at Sara. She was pressed down onto the white sheets of my bed.

"Hey, Sara. Remember when I said that you are very attractive and loved by both men and women?"

What came to mind seeing Sara's eyes was shocking. Is she not scared about this? Both her arms were trapped by me, I was pinning her down with my body, she was completely ensnared.

However, my heart was hurting. Despite this her trust in me was still unwavering.

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So each of us took turns taking a bath.

After my father came home, the four of us peacefully ate dinner. Our usual dinner was lit up alot with an additional person, and It seems that Sara was really enjoying that atmosphere. It is almost comical to believe that this was the same nervous person shivering before my house.

Sara took the bath before me. Taking a bath after your crush is. . .well, I had a lot of things to think about. I felt like an adolescent boy.

I'm in the group of people that'd leisurely take baths even in the summer, but today I was too restless so I just took a shower.

When I stayed at Sara's house I took a bath after Sara, but I wasn't aware of my feelings then so I was fine.

When I returned to my room feeling like an adolescent boy in the body of a high school girl, the person who's been in my mind was waiting on my bed.

Lightly dressed, barefeet, in that hot fluffy state after taking a bath.

What the heck is this torture? How could I not think about this? No, it's not like I didn't expect this when I invited her over, but reality has easily passed my expectation. I have no choice but regret my failure to prepare later.

I never thought how destructive the power is from seeing your favorite person relaxing on the bed you always use.

"Welcome back Shiori-san."

"I'm back."

Just from this exchange I'm near a nosebleed.

"It's still too early to go to bed, but I'll go get my futon. It's also good to get it while my mother is still awake."

The real reason is I don't have the courage to sit besides Sara.

"Do you really need to lay out a futon? Can't we just sleep together?"

"No way. It's hot, and narrow. I'm sorry but I can't be your hug pillow."

"Eh, it will be okay if we turn your Air Conditioner on. Let's stick close together and sleep."

I don't even know how to respond. . .! Why did we decide to stay at my house instead of her's then?

I would like it if you'd stop fanning these adolescent boys' feelings and ulterior feelings. I've been trying to suppress them for a while now. Because it's dangerous! Dangerous for you!

"Heyy, can't we sleep together?"

She took my hand after standing up, inviting me with an innocent smile.