Chapter 10 – Isn't this just love?

After Mitoma-san left, I was taking a relaxing shower.

“…Somehow, my chest feels itchy.”

Even though it’s a place to wash away a day’s worth of fatigue, my chest feels itchy.
I tried scratching it, but the itchiness didn’t go away.

It’s strange, this feeling.
It’s not like feeling embarrassed or nervous.

It’s not really an itch, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.
But the reason is clear and the more I think about it, the more I become aware of it.

“Earlier, in this very place…”

I imagined it.

Mitoma-san, taking a shower while being completely nude.
Her slender body, but with large and beautiful b*****s.

Her beautiful midnight black hair droplets with water, and her private parts, b*****s, but***ks, and her smooth stomach all shining with luster.

Even though I don’t want to, the image of my kouhai’s nudity is stuck in my head.

I thought to myself, what am I doing, thinking about my kouhai’s nudity?

“This is bad…I’ve become a pervert”

I need to stop, I need to stop thinking about this.
I am the only one here.
That’s what I told myself.

It’s definitely not normal for a college student to be thinking about their junior’s nudity and getting aroused.

But, it’s not uncommon for college students to cross that line.
It’s possible that normal conversations might include talk of a “night time sports event.” Unfortunately, I don’t want to be a part of that norm.

After all, I don’t want to hurt Mitoma-san, who I helped out earlier.

I somehow managed to act normal and got out of the bath, drying my hair.
I thought about changing clothes, but then remembered that Mitoma-san had left wearing a tracksuit.

“I wonder if it smelled bad?”

I realized now that it was a tracksuit I had worn as pajamas last week and hadn’t washed yet.
It’s not something I wear often, I thought it would be fine, but I ended up letting Mitoma-san wear it.

Well, she didn’t say it smelled bad, so maybe it’s alright.
But, if it really did smell bad and she hates it, what will I do?

I don’t want to be hated for something like this.

I put on the tracksuit designated for the club activity and I felt a little better.

I put the towel in the washing machine and let it run for about 30 minutes before taking it out.

“Oh, that’s right, I washed Mitoma-san’s clothes too.”

I wonder if it was a good idea to wash a girl’s clothes with mine.
But, I’m sure Mitoma-san won’t mind.

Besides, it’s nerve-wracking to touch a girl’s clothes, even if it’s just to wash them.

“Come on, come on, I know this is bad.”

I continued to crush these dirty thoughts as I began to hang up the laundry.

But…in the middle of it, a sudden fact hit me.

“Th-This is…?”

I saw two familiar shapes.

One of them was a type of thing that men should never wear.

A pair of pale-blue flower-patterned undergarments with a cute ribbon, and a matching pale-blue flower-embroidered curved-shape larger size for upper body.

A pair of panties and a bra.

They were greeting me with their heavenly presence.

“What the…seriously?”

It was none other than Mitoma-san’’s underwear.

There was no mistaking it, it was my kouhai’s cute underwear that came out of my washing machine.

This is bad… This is a really bad situation.

What’s more important, is that it’s not just that the underwear was in the machine, but the fact that it was Mitoma-san’s underwear, which means…that she was not wearing a bra or underwear the whole time!!

I couldn’t stop panicking.

The shocking truth was unbearable for me.

She wasn’t wearing it when she was wearing a suit, or when she went home, or even when she was making dinner!

She was always, under her clothes, nude.

Isn’t that quite abnormal?

But that’s not the point!

Maybe Mitoma-san just doesn’t wear bras or underwear at home, so it’s not certain.

But, no way, she’s a girl! There must be a reason for doing it.

…Why am I thinking about this so seriously?

Anyway, I just need to dry these and forget about it.
It’s normal, underwear is meant to be washed!

“Haah…”

Once again, I relied on my reckless reasoning and spent time worrying about the existence of the panties and bra.

I wonder if graduating from virginity would make these kinds of shocking revelations disappear.

Really, this is why virginity is…

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[PoV] Suzune Mitoma :

My senpai’s jersey is here and my clothes are at the senpai’s house.

It’s the same situation for both me and senpai.

“This smell is so addictive…”

The more I smelled it, the more the senpai’s scent filled me and my stomach fluttered.

Even though I’m doing something wrong, I can’t help but feel fulfilled.

I tightly embraced the jersey and snuck into the bed.

“Senpai… haa… I love you.”

I can’t stop, I can’t stop, I can’t stop…

I love you so much that my body can’t stop but react on its own.

Maybe senpai is also sleeping with my clothes too… Even though he’s a serious person, I wonder if he’s worried about hurting me and ultimately decides not to think about it.

After all, senpai is a really kind man.

I wonder if he would ever use me to satiate his desire or make a mistake and ravage me to fulfill his lust…

“Am I abnormal?”

Isn’t this just love?

＜Afterword＞

It’s been a while, it’s Fanao.
First of all, We’ve reached chapter 10! I’m really grateful to those who have read this far.
Thank you so much.
To those who leave comments, there are parts where I’ve been helped by various things, so thank you again.
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I’m thinking of introducing new characters and new heroines, and also the relationship between the two families, and a summer vacation stayover, so please continue to read until then.

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Also, Is it just me who thinks that a yandere girlfriend is pretty desirable?