I Accidentally Sent a Love Letter to the School's Most Prestigious Young Lady Instead of My Childhood Friend, and Now She's Bowing to Me, Asking, "Please Date Me—On the Premise of Marriage!" - 28

“I want to do it.”

Only Haru and I were in the room. We were relaxing together on the sofa after I’d made tea for both of us.

Haru let the words slip out almost involuntarily, and I remembered hearing similar words in a similar situation before. Though the person back then hadn’t been Haru.

I didn’t really want to ask, but Haru seemed to be waiting for my reaction, so I ended up asking impatiently.

“…Do what?”

“Sex.”

“……”

Hearing that, I groaned internally.

Why do all the girls around me have nothing but sex on their minds?

Well, I’m pretty much the same, so I don’t really have the right to complain.

Then Haru leaned forward, peering into my face.

“You know, Yuu. You’ve been using me as fap material for solo sessions for a while now, right? Like that time in the bath in first year, or the morning after I stayed over at your place…”

“…Since you already know, I won’t deny it.”

It’s not exactly something to be proud of, admitting you use a girl as fap material right to her face.

I tried to gloss over it at the end, but Haru’s eyes sparkled with intense curiosity as she dug deeper.

“You flinched a little there… I know it might be scary to ask, but I really want to know…”

“Do you want to ask or not?”

“Between me and Shion-san, who do you use more often? Frequency, number of times, how much you get into it…”

She’s really going all out, I thought honestly.

Just like Shion-san the other day, ever since these two declared war, they’ve become more honest about their desires, or maybe they’ve stopped holding back around me…

Well, I’m happy they’re throwing away their superficial pleasantries they show around school and confronting me head-on.

“Want me to send you some selfies? Isn’t it hard to get off just with old memories?”

“I want them, but no.”

“…Hey ♡ Attack me ♡“

“No.”

“You don’t want to do it with me?”

“I do.”

“Then…”

“This is a club room on campus. Please exercise some restraint.”

Haru pressed her cheek against mine, rubbing against me like a small animal. Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

“Isn’t that what makes it exciting? Like, it’s forbidden, thrilling in a way.”

“……”

I deliberately gave her a scornful, half-lidded stare to brush her off.

Inside, my heart was pounding, and I was barely managing to suppress my desires, but I didn’t let any of that show.

Eventually, Haru pulled away from me with a disappointed look…

And so ended another day in the club room that required immense self-control from this mob virgin high school boy.