It was the beginning of June.

“Good morning, Himuro-kun.”

“Oh, good morning, Saotome.”

As usual, we exchanged greetings. After a while, I received a message.

++What color is it today? Or is she not wearing any?++ I opened my phone with a little excitement…

[What do you think it is today?]

It was unexpectedly in a quiz format. I involuntarily looked at Saotome, and for some reason, she had a smug look on her face.

++I don’t get it.++

[Is it something special?]

If she was wearing panties normally, she would have told me the color. And when she wasn’t wearing any, she would have told me that she wasn’t. So, it meant that it was neither of those…

[Well, yes.]

[You won’t tell me?]

[I’ll tell you after school. Think about it. It’s your homework.]

++Hmm, what can it be… I can’t imagine it at all.++

From then on, I spent the whole day thinking about what was under Saotome’s skirt. During P.E. class—today was the first swimming class of the year—I couldn’t concentrate at all.

Before I knew it, it was lunchtime.

“You’ve been getting along well with the Saint, haven’t you?”

My friend said that to me.

++Is that so?++

I involuntarily tilted my head.

It’s true that I had been exchanging messages with Saotome, but it was basically about what’s under her skirt. We rarely exchanged words in person.

“I don’t think so. Why do you think that?”

“You sometimes make eye contact with each other, don’t you?”

++Hmm. Now that he mentioned it, we do exchange glances.++

“Well, we sit next to each other, so we at least say hello.”

“Is that all? …I heard you were having fun talking after school.”

“Ah, yeah, well, we got a bit lively, I guess.”

The last time I talked to Saotome after school was during the “no panties” incident. At that time, we were certainly making a big fuss in a loud voice…It was fortunate that no one heard the details of our conversation.

“We often end up sharing the cleaning duty, because of the seating arrangements.”

“Damn… I’m so jealous. I want to talk to the Saint too…!”

He glared at me as he said that.

++…Well, I can’t deny that I’m in a privileged position.++

“You can just talk to her too.”

“There’s no way I could do that. I’m not good enough… She’s the daughter of the Saotome family.”

Come to think of it, she was a young lady.

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And then after school.

“Come on, let’s finish up quickly before it starts raining.”

Saotome was more fidgety than usual. Her face seemed a little red. And for some reason, she seemed to be covering her chest.

++What’s wrong?++

“Saotome, about this morning…”

“Wh-what are you talking about?”

“No, about the quiz you gave me…”

“Ah, uh, yeah, about that. Well, um, yeah… Actually, something unexpected happened.”

++…Unexpected?++ I couldn’ help tilted my head.

“So, if possible, I’d like you to forget about it…”

Saotome said so, fidgeting.

“Oh, really? …Well, I don’t really mind.”

In the first place, it was just a relationship where Saotome would unilaterally tell me about what was under her skirt. I wasn’t offering Saotome anything in return. If Saotome got tired of it, it was just a matter of stopping.

“I-is that so? Thank you. I’m sorry for deceiving you.”

“No, don’t worry about it. Let’s finish our work quickly.”

She seemed like she didn’t want to touch on the subject too much, so I quickly cut off the conversation and decided to finish our work. And when I tried to leave the school building…

“Wow, it’s raining hard.”

“…This is troublesome.”

It was a downpour. The sky certainly looked ominous, but I didn’t think it would rain this much.

“Did you forget your umbrella?”

When I asked the frozen Saotome, she nodded with a wry smile.

“Yes… looks like it.”

“Should I lend you mine?”

“That wouldn’t be fair.”

“Better than catching a cold.”

“That’s my line.”

I tried to force my umbrella on Saotome, but she pushed it back. But I couldn’t just leave Saotome and go home with the umbrella myself…

“Come to think of it, Himuro-kun. We go in the same direction, don’t we?”

“Yeah, we do.”

“If you don’t mind, can I share half of it?”

“…Are you sure?”

“That’s my line. Do you have any concerns?”

“…No, not really.”

++Is it okay to share an umbrella?++ I thought about asking that, but I was embarrassed, and above all, I didn’t want her to be overly conscious of me.

“Then it’s settled.”

And so, we ended up walking together, sharing an umbrella.

“Thanks. You’re surprisingly kind.”

“That ‘surprisingly’ is unnecessary.”

Our shoulders touched. Occasionally, my elbows or upper arms brushed against her soft breasts.

Each time, we would distance ourselves from each other, and then draw closer again to avoid the rain. We would draw closer and then pull away, pull away and then draw closer, repeating the process.

“…Did you notice?”

“Notice what?”

“…No, it’s nothing.”

Saotome said so and turned her cheek away. Her cheeks seemed to be faintly flushed.

++…We were able to have such a relaxed conversation until the rain really started to pour.++

“…I’m sorry. I didn’t think it would get this bad.”

“No, at this point, having an umbrella wouldn’t make a difference.”

We got drenched because of the downpour, which seemed to say that sharing an umbrella was pointless, and we ended up taking shelter from the rain under the playground equipment in the park.

“Ah, this is the worst… I should have just called for a ride.”

Saotome sighed and wrung out her skirt. Her white legs, wet with water, peeked out.

++I shouldn’t look too much.++ Thinking that, I looked up and…

“Ah…”

I became fixated on one point. I hastily turned my face away from Saotome.

“What’s wrong? Ah…”

Saotome also seemed to realize it and hid her chest.

Yes, it was completely visible. Because she wasn’t wearing a bra.

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