Accompanied by the sounds of a shower head, I took the liberty of calling home with the house phone just to say I wouldn't make it in time. I'd most likely get an earful since tonight's dinner was my responsibility.
"Hmm, hmm, hm.~~"
With the silence of the household, I can clearly hear her humming a tune.
"Must be nice to be so carefree."
Why did she tell me it'd be in her pocket? Is she suggesting for me to take it?
"..."
If I'm caught sneaking in, I imagine it'd be a pain to deal with. Nonetheless, I can't trust her to simply give it back. Even if she said she would, I can't.
If there's something she wants, she can easily gain an upper hand just by having it in her possession.
"Blackmail, would she go that far? ...Tsk, I'm not getting anywhere."
So I follow the sounds of the shower head and slowly open the door. Sure enough, there's a room which connects to the actual bath. Though, if she were to look out pass the stain glass, she would be able to see me and vice versa.
"Of all the situations to be in..."
I move towards the small basket in which her clothes would be and of course, they are there. Everything that wasn't on the floor previously.
"Of course..."
As the sounds of the shower head fade, she steps into the bath tub as the water overflows causing an elapsed splash.
"Haahh... I got rejected it seems."
The sound of her voice makes me jolt as I quickly turn to the door, though fortunately, it doesn't seem like she knows I'm here.
"Hehe... I wonder what he thinks of me now. Senpai. Does he hate me? I don't want him to..."
Her trembling voice echoes through the room.
"..."
Shaking my head to erase my thoughts, I push pass my embarrassment in order to prevent hearing things I'm not supposed to. I take her skirt and search the pockets only to find a pack of tissues and a few loose change.
"If he does... even then I, I still want...- Hahh..."
She sighs yet again as I hear more splashing, and before I know it, the door slides open.
"Ah."
We stare at each other for a brief moment, though those few seconds felt like an eternity as I back away.
"Hmmm... Senpai, just what do you think you're doing?"
"I wasn't here to peep on you! I just want my phone so I can delete that photo."
"Aww, but wouldn't that just be a waste? I won't tell anyone, so it's okay."
With just her arm to cover her upper body, it's obviously not enough as I turn around only to find a stand mirror which reflected her.
"Of all places!"
"Heh... hahahaha! You're blushing now, Senpai. Your face is all red, are you okay?"
"Are you some soft of exhibitionist or something?!"
I cast my gaze to the corner, however, she ducks beneath with a sly grin before laughing.
"Of course not, you're the only one I'd show myself to, Se-n-pai.~"
"Well thanks! But can you just put some clothes on?!"
"No way," she backs away as the sound of rubbing cloth almost echoes throughout the room, "I haven't even dried myself off yet."
"I'mma just, leave."
"Oh, then could you get my some clothes from my room? I think I'll catch a cold if I leave this room."
"Hah?"
I turn back on instinct as I immediately realise she's still not covering herself properly; better yet, at all. Using both her hands to dry her hair with a towel, her body's on full display and yet as our eyes meet, she continues like it's no one's business.
"Okay just-! ...Just this once, all right?"
"Hehe, I'll be waiting, Senpai.~ My room's the closest door on the left, don't go into any others or you may regret it.~"
...
Firmly grasping the door handle in a corridor which seems to go for miles, the only lights that are on are the ones lighting the living room. It's enough to light a path towards the bathroom, but other than that, I barely make out the shape of the door.
"Hahh, if it's her room. I wonder how twisted it'd be. Tsk."
Taking one step in and flicking the closest switch, I let go of the door as it seems to have closed on its own.
"What..?"
A cute room. One with character, unlike the rest of the household. It reminds me of the Tsuchida-san I met early in the year. A normal, cute girl her age who adores cute things. That was my image of her. Her voice didn't travel far, they had an affectionate touch to them and she was extremely kind.
Most of the colours of the room is pastel pink, blue, green; there's several stuffed dolls against her polka dot bed. Down to her brightly coloured rug, a table sits atop of it with a container of danish cookies.
Off to the side is her table, with many pens and pencils in jars; a few books lay organised beside it as a small laptop lays within the center.
"Hahh..."
Wondering why I'm gazing around, I walk up to her chair only to find a shirt against the seat, but no pants to go with it.
"Does she just throw her clothes around?"
I check her room once again, but even her bed sheets are made, with her stuffed dolls all lined up neatly against the bedside wall.
"Guess not... Still, if she doesn't have pants then-"
"Then what, Senpai?~"
"T-Tsuchida-san?!"
I turn around to see her wrapped in only a towel. She's covered but still, the towel barely reaches past her waist! Using my hands to obscure my vision, she casually steps towards me.
"Weren't you supposed to be waiting? Why are you here?"
"Well yes but it was getting cold in there, all the heat was escaping, so I may as well head to my room."
"If you knew then you shouldn't have asked me to begin with."
Stepping closer to me, I slowly back away from her as she stops by her small table.
"Of course I didn't know that, Senpai.~ And if you don't mind, can I have my clothes? Or do you prefer me in a towel?"
"Idiot, of course not. Here. Don't change yet because- I-idiot, what are you-!"
Ignoring my plea, she tucks out the fold of her towel which causes me turn around. Her antiques are too much and terrible for my heart.
"Hmm, where are my shorts...~ Oh right, they're in the wash. No matter.~"
A cupboard draw opens as I continue to hear fabric rubbing against each other before it eventually stops.
"Okay, you can turn around now.~"
Still not turning around, I feel like she's about to pull another one of her pranks so I remain still.
"You're not wearing any clothes at all, are you?"
"Ehhh? What are you suggesting, Senpai? So lecherous. Has being in my room turned you into a beast? I'm wearing clothes, honest! And I can only prove it if you look my way."
"...If I turn back and-"
With my eyes half opened, something suddenly obscures my vision as the fabric's slightly damped with a sweet scent. With the sound of rushing footsteps, something collides into me as I'm pushed back and eventually fall against the bed.
"What are you-!?"
Pulling off the towel, Tsuchida-san's atop of me. With her arm by the side of my head, she looks down on me as her finger presses up against my lip.
"Look at me."
As though she already knew, I'm unable to even turn my head as my gaze slowly falls before realising she's not wearing pants at all.
"Hehe, ahhh, Senpai... What are we going to do on my bed?~"
With my thoughts running haywire, my body feels paralysed. As her hand gently presses against my cheek, she slowly caresses it.
"W-What are you..."
"Senpai's heart, it's beating so fast..."
She drew her finger from my lips down towards my chest as she gently presses her hand against it. My heart beats at an alarming rate that it's beginning to hurt.
"What do you think, Senpai? Or should I say... What are you thinking, to have your heart beat this fast?"
If I were to tell her, it wouldn't even be in words as I'm unable to even think.
"Hauu... Senpai, you look so delectable," bringing her flushed face closer to my ear, she whispers softly, "Senpai..." her heated breath tickles my ear, "Tell me... do you, do you want..."
"T-Tsu, Tsuchida-san... we can't-..."
Despite my accelerating heartbeat, Tsuchida-san still has her composure.
"Hmm..?~ We can't, what, Senpai?~"
A brief rush of air touches my ear causing me to jolt as my arm slowly rises despite not telling it to. ...No, Tsuchida-san's guiding my arm as I soon feel fabric, a string.
"You really thought I had nothing on, didn't you?~ Ahh, Senpai...~ But... I am wearing something under, it's not shorts though, or a skirt, can you guess?"
Slowly raising her body, she has a devilish smile as her fingers run down my chest.
"..."
The answer's obvious as I spot the string from the corner of my eye.
"Mm, you figured it out. It's not Jougasaki-senpai's, but mine... It's not as mature, but it has a certain class to it, wouldn't you agree?"
I'm unable to answer her as though my tongue's tied by an imaginary string. My face contorts however, I can't even make a sound.
"You look like you're suffering, Senpai... Does it hurt? Your heart can't take anymore, can it? Hahh... yes, this... I love this expression the most I can almost scream.~"
Her body falls closer as her chest presses up against mine as she slides closer to my other ear.
"Senpai... Why don't we get started? Then... You won't even know what happens outside these walls."
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