Chapter 261: Proactive Ichinose
To say it again, Ichinose Honami is a flawless beauty in every aspect.
Specifically when facing Shimizu Akira, her voice would unconsciously become soft and warm, making one's heart feel cozy just listening to it.
Her personality is beyond reproach; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her an "angelic beautiful girl."
During the first week of school, seeing Shimizu Akira with a beer in his hand, she had proactively approached him, sincerely and softly advising him against drinking. If it hadn't been for Ichinose acting as a bridge back then, it would have been impossible for Shimizu to smoothly obtain those crucial rules and intelligence from the upperclassmen.
Her appearance is even more exquisite, making it hard to look away. She has a pair of large, watery eyes; when she blinks, her lashes tremble slightly, revealing a lovable sort of innocence.
Then there is her waist-length pink hair, which drapes supplely over her shoulders.
Her figure is also exceptionally well-maintained—it isn't a thin, bony look, but rather carries the full curves unique to a young girl.
She is slender where she should be and eye-catchingly ample where it counts, possessing a rare, voluptuous physique.
Ichinose shot a quick glance at him, her tone carrying a hint of a plea.
"Shimizu-kun, I specifically looked up a lot of information beforehand and even asked a very experienced person! You've helped me so many times; this time, please let me be the proactive one, okay?"
"Okay," Shimizu Akira answered softly.
Counting them down, in these four months, the girls he had contact with numbered only three: Horikita Suzune, Kushida Kikyo, and Kamuro Masumi.
Instances of girls being proactive were actually quite rare; only last time had Kushida Kikyo taken the lead for a deep kiss. Most other times, it was usually him taking the first step. Looking at it this way, Ichinose probably truly misunderstood that he had no interest in girls, which is why she was so seriously trying to help him "overcome his obstacles."
Having received an affirmative answer, Ichinose's expression instantly softened, and her previous nervousness dissipated a bit. She looked around Shimizu's dorm room and quickly stood up to move a chair, pulling it gently to face him. The two sat face-to-face, so close that they could see into each other's pupils.
"Um... I hope that during this process, I can see your expression the whole time," she said very quietly.
Despite her having many friends and usually appearing gentle and composed, she was actually quite insecure at her core. If she couldn't confirm Shimizu's reaction throughout the process, she couldn't help but worry if she was doing something wrong or making him uncomfortable.
"Fine," Shimizu Akira agreed without hesitation.
Seeing Ichinose like this—clearly it was her first time too, yet she was feigning composure with even the tips of her ears turning red—was a rare treat for him.
As soon as he spoke, Ichinose reached out her hand, carefully taking Shimizu's. Then, she slowly tightened her grip, interlacing their fingers. She held on very seriously, a hint of novel joy sparkling in her eyes.
"Um... first, let's start with holding hands! Shimizu-kun's palm is so big; it completely envelops my hand all at once. It feels very secure."
The strength wasn't heavy, carrying the nervousness of a first attempt. He couldn't help but squeeze back slightly; he could feel her hand tremble a bit before she gripped the gaps between his fingers even tighter.
Ichinose's cheeks reddened further. Her gaze fell on their joined hands, but her lips couldn't help but curl upward.
"See? Isn't it comfortable to hold hands like this? The 'teacher' said that at the beginning, we can first slowly feel each other's temperature without rushing to do anything else."
As she spoke, she gently swung their joined hands. The movement carried a girl's innocent charm, and her previous awkwardness seemed to gradually fade in this subtle interaction.
Shimizu Akira watched her seriously observing the hand-holding posture and smiled.
"Yeah, it's very comfortable."
Hearing his response, Ichinose's eyes lit up, and she finally looked up at him.
"Then... next, can I move a little closer?"
As she spoke, her body was already leaning forward slightly.
That faint scent came closer as well, lingering at the tip of Shimizu's nose, making his heart skip half a beat. Before Shimizu could speak, as if afraid he would refuse, she added in a small voice: "The teacher I consulted said that an appropriate distance can make each other more relaxed... and this way, I can see your expression more clearly so I don't have to worry about you being uncomfortable."
With that, she nudged her chair forward again, and the distance between them closed instantly.
Ichinose's breathing was more hurried than before, her chest rising and falling slightly, yet she still stared stubbornly at Shimizu without any intention of looking away. She first gently let go of their joined hands, then carefully picked up Shimizu's hand and placed her fingertips lightly against his wrist.
A shallow smile spread across her lips: "I can clearly feel your pulse. It's beating so strongly; Shimizu-kun's body really is healthy."
Then, holding his right hand, she gently placed it onto her own thigh.
Her voice became even softer.
"Um... I specifically took a shower this morning. When we were watching the movie earlier, I noticed you looked toward the Vice President seven times. You seemed a bit envious. I'd be shy in a cinema, but in Shimizu-kun's room, I... I can do it too."
Shimizu was stunned, then found it somewhat between a laugh and a cry.
He really hadn't expected that his casual glances at Nagumo Miyabi would be remembered so clearly by Ichinose.
This time, he really needed to thank the Vice President for the assist. It seemed this student hadn't focused on the movie at all, but had been quietly watching his reactions the entire time.
But when his palm actually touched that delicate, warm skin, all his thoughts were replaced by the sensation in his hand. Because it was an unobstructed bare leg, his fingertips could clearly feel the smoothness and elasticity of the skin. He could even truly capture the slight trembling curve caused by her nervousness; that subtle shaking traveled through his palm and straight to his heart.
"U-um... how does it feel?" Ichinose's voice carried a distinct numbness, as if even her bones had softened, yet she still pushed through to ask.
"Very good," Shimizu Akira responded softly, seriously taking in the sensation.
"You must exercise regularly? It feels very comfortable to the touch."
The texture of a girl's thigh was already beyond reproach, and combined with that soft bashfulness, it made his heart stir.
Hearing this, Ichinose's eyes instantly lit up, and a genuine smile spread across her face. "Really... it's great that I can make Shimizu-kun feel comfortable."
Pausing for a few seconds, as if remembering something else, she took a deep breath.
"N-next... it's time for the waist."
Saying this, she proactively took his other hand and gently guided it, slowly pressing his palm against the side of her waist. It wasn't a stiff, forced tension, but rather the soft curve unique to a girl's body.
Ichinose's body visibly stiffened for a moment, as if scalded by the temperature of his palm. She lowered her eyes; her already flushed cheeks now saw even the tips of her ears dyed a deep pink. "H-here... it might be a bit ticklish. If Shimizu-kun feels uncomfortable or if I'm not doing well, you must tell me."
As she spoke, she quietly took a breath and proactively relaxed the muscles of her waist and abdomen, letting the skin press more naturally against his palm, as if deliberately cooperating with his touch. The skin at her waistline was actually finer than her thighs, carrying a hint of warm, thin sweat; it was clear she had been nervous the whole time.
"It's not uncomfortable." Shimizu Akira's voice lowered unconsciously. His fingertips lightly brushed the side of her waist; he could feel her body tremble again like a small animal being touched in a soft spot.
"Your waist is very thin. It feels great."
Hearing this blunt praise, the corners of Ichinose's mouth couldn't help but turn up. "R-really? I usually follow along with stretching exercises because I was afraid of having extra fat on my waist..."
He babbled about minor things, as if trying to use speech to cover her nervousness.
Watching her bashful yet joyful appearance, Shimizu couldn't help but say, "Is this too much of a strain? If you're tired or shy, we can stop for now."
"It's not a strain!" Ichinose looked up quickly, her eyes still holding lingering shyness. " I truly want to help Shimizu-kun... and I don't dislike interacting with Shimizu-kun like this."
As she spoke, as if summoning great courage, she leaned slightly toward him. The skin of her waist pressed against his palm, drawing even closer.
"T-then... where else would you like to try next?"
As soon as Ichinose finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to quiet further, leaving only the sound of their slightly hurried breathing interlacing. Shimizu Akira looked at the timid expectation in her eyes and her lips, which were slightly pursed from nervousness—those lips were a natural pink, now with a bit of a moist sheen.
He didn't speak immediately, but slowly raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushing the pink hair falling beside her cheek, tucking that stray strand behind her ear. When his finger accidentally brushed her earlobe, he could feel the skin instantly become burning hot; Ichinose's body trembled once more.
"Then... try this?" Shimizu's voice was very low. His gaze fell on her lips, then he looked up into her eyes as if confirming her consent.
Ichinose's pupils widened slightly, her cheeks instantly becoming as red as ripe cherries. But she didn't dodge; instead, she nodded gently.
"Um... okay."
The moment he received his response, Shimizu slowly leaned in. He deliberately slowed his movements to give her enough time to react. It wasn't until they were so close they could feel the heat of each other's breath that he gently pressed his lips against hers.
The sensation was softer than imagined, carrying a faint sweetness like the girl's own scent. Ichinose's body instantly froze; she even forgot to breathe. Her lips carried a bit of stiff tension—clearly, this was her first time.
Shimizu was in no rush to deepen the kiss; he just held his lips against hers, using his thumb to gently stroke the side of her waist as if to soothe her nerves.
After a few seconds, he could feel Ichinose gradually relax.
Her originally tense lips softened slightly, and she even gave a clumsy response, lightly brushing against his lips. This subtle movement seemed to encourage Shimizu; he gently took her lower lip into his mouth. A very soft hum escaped Ichinose's throat; her body swayed slightly, and she subconsciously reached out, clutching the corner of his clothes.
It wasn't until both their breaths were unsteady that Shimizu slowly pulled back, his forehead resting against hers. He could see a layer of mist in her eyes; her lips were kissed into a deeper red, like a flower moistened by dew.
"H-how does it feel?" Ichinose's voice carried a distinct tremor, and even her gaze was somewhat unfocused, yet she still forced herself to look at him, her fingers still tightly gripping his clothes.
Looking at her like this, Shimizu couldn't help but smile. His finger gently wiped a trace of moisture from the corner of her mouth.
"Very good. And you?"
"I-I feel very good too..." Ichinose's cheeks were still burning hot, but she proactively leaned into his chest, her voice carrying a bit of reliance.
"I-it was more... comfortable than I imagined."
Ichinose's voice still held an unsettled tremor, but her body had already honestly leaned further into his embrace. Her cheek was pressed against his chest; she could clearly hear his steady, powerful heartbeat.
Only after a while did she look up slightly, the mist in her eyes having cleared a bit, though they still sparkled with a watery sheen. "S-Shimizu-kun's heart is beating even faster than before."
"Because you're so close." Shimizu looked down at her, his finger brushing her flushed cheek.
"Um... can we... do it again? Can it be a bit slower this time? I think I forgot how to breathe just now." Ichinose's cheeks were completely red, like a ripe peach. She buried her face in his chest, her voice muffled.
Amused by her adorable charm, Shimizu slowly leaned down and pressed his lips against hers again. This time, the initial awkwardness was gone. He gently took her lips in his, using his tongue to tenderly brush against them. He felt her body tremble slightly, but she didn't pull away; instead, she subconsciously tilted her head up slightly, responding clumsily.
Ichinose's fingertips tightly gripped his clothes, her breathing becoming careful, yet she still tried to learn from his movements. Her fingers even quietly wound around to his back, gently encircling his waist. This proactive movement made Shimizu's heart stir, and he kissed her more tenderly.
It wasn't until the sound of rain outside gradually diminished that the two slowly separated. Both their breaths were distinctly hurried, and the air seemed to be filled with a sweet, cloying atmosphere. Ichinose's lips were even more flushed from the kiss, her eyes becoming somewhat dazed. Leaning in his arms, she panted softly: "T-this time seems... a bit better than before."
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Ichinose looked up at him. "Um... how did Shimizu-kun feel about the overall sensation today?"
"Very good." Shimizu Akira didn't hesitate and gave his answer directly.
"That's great!" Hearing this, Ichinose seemed to instantly drop her tense nerves, breathing a light sigh of relief. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she followed up curiously: "By the way, just as an aside... about how many points do you have in your hand right now?"
Shimizu thought for a moment and replied: "I have over 20 million now."
"Over 20 million?" A flash of surprise crossed Ichinose's eyes, followed by a smile.
"Then... do you have any thoughts about transferring to Class B? A few days ago, I already asked everyone in the class for their opinion, and everyone is especially supportive of you joining us in Class B!"
"Right now, I don't have that intention yet. Sorry, Ichinose."
"Is that so! As expected! I was a bit too impatient!" Though Ichinose was slightly disappointed, she still showed an understanding smile.
"If it were me, being suddenly asked to leave a familiar class would definitely be hard to do."
She swayed her body slightly, then suddenly became serious again, her tone soft.
"...Shimizu-kun doesn't need to feel guilty! After all, you helped me join the Student Council this time, which has already been a huge help. But... if you are willing to consider joining Class B in the future, I will definitely do even more things for Shimizu-kun!"
As soon as she spoke, Ichinose took a step forward, giving Shimizu Akira a brief but lingering embrace. Her arms around his waist let go in an instant. Then she turned around, her steps very slow, as if still longing for something. Finally, she gently closed the door and left his room.
Shimizu was left stunned on the spot, a subtle emotion rising in his heart. This intimate interaction with Ichinose had ended just like that. Her boldness had indeed exceeded his expectations; from holding hands to kissing, she had proactively pushed the pace all the way, a rhythm he hadn't anticipated at all.
Before he could sort out his thoughts, his phone suddenly rang.
The name jumping on the screen made him start slightly: it was Hoshinomiya Chie.
"Shimizu-chan! Good afternoon!" Hoshinomiya Chie's voice, full of laughter, came from the other end of the line. "Calculating the time, it should be about when Honami-chan comes out of your room, right?"
Before Shimizu could respond, she followed up with another question: "How was it, Shimizu-chan? Our Honami-chan is pretty great, isn't she?"
Wait, Hoshinomiya Chie actually knew about Ichinose coming to his room?
Just as doubt rose in Shimizu's mind, he heard Hoshinomiya Chie laughingly reveal the answer: "Hehe, are you curious how I know? I hate playing riddles most of all. To tell you the truth, the 'teacher' Honami-chan consulted before was me!"
Her tone carried a bit of self-satisfaction as she continued: "By the way, it was also my suggestion to have her ask to meet you at 3:00 PM today! Including those two sexy outfits today and deliberately letting herself get wet... I taught her all of that. Well? Wasn't little Ichinose super sexy today? A 'beautiful girl in the rain' setting—even you couldn't resist it, right?"
Shimizu was stunned, his mouth twitching unconsciously.
So that was it! No wonder Ichinose, though her personality hadn't changed, always carried a faint, lingering sense of seduction today, making her seem like a different person from her usual self. It turned out Hoshinomiya Chie was behind it all.
In terms of experience in dealing with men, there were probably few women in this school who could compete with Hoshinomiya Chie.
Actually, who could possibly top her? And since Ichinose Honami and Hoshinomiya Chie were so close, it was perfectly normal to consult her own homeroom teacher.
Before he could digest the news, Hoshinomiya Chie spoke again in a seductive tone: "So? According to the first-time process I taught, Honami-chan should have let you hold her hand, right? Didn't you find her hand soft and smooth? You must also be hungry for her thighs and those tempting little lips, right? You've wanted to kiss her for a long time, haven't you?"
"?" Shimizu blinked, his head full of question marks.
What did she mean? Today he had already touched Ichinose's thighs and even kissed her—and the first kiss was a long one.
Since when did it only stop at the stage of holding hands? What was this person talking about!
He suddenly realized that Hoshinomiya Chie had likely only taught Ichinose to go as far as holding hands. As for the more intimate actions later, they were all proactively initiated by Ichinose herself.
Even though she was so nervous her fingertips were trembling, she still proactively took his hand. Even though the tips of her ears were so red they were about to drip blood, she still insisted he touch her thighs. And during the kiss, her clumsy yet serious response, and that lingering embrace before leaving...
It turned out none of those were part of the process Hoshinomiya taught; they were all steps she was willing to take herself. Ichinose Honami was just too cute!
Hoshinomiya Chie was still laughing on the other end. "Why aren't you saying anything? Have I hit the nail on the head? It's no wonder; Honami-chan is beautiful and has such a soft personality. If she's even slightly proactive, boys simply can't resist.
But then again, don't misunderstand Ichinose as being conservative, Shimizu-chan; it's all because I arranged it that way. Boys, for the most part, easily feel that 'having it once is enough.' If you do everything intimate the first time, in my experience, many people are too lazy to contact the other person the next day. I told her to take it slow so that your relationship could last longer. Only a slow, steady stream goes far.
Shimizu-chan, you've helped Class B so many times before; your performance has indeed been good enough. It's the end of the month now; next month, I'll have Honami-chan go to your place again. This time, you'll be able to properly touch her thighs, and a lap pillow is also possible. Hehe, honestly, I'm even a bit jealous of you."
"Uh..." Shimizu Akira gripped his phone, the corner of his mouth twitching.
Experimental wisdom? Hoshinomiya Chie's experience was indeed rich enough, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with what she said, but he hadn't planned on going all the way in one go anyway.
Who would be in such a hurry to jump to that step the first time? It wasn't like he was some kind of human incubus!
Moreover, he hadn't even prepared a "little umbrella." Safety measures were something one absolutely could not be careless about. After all, they were high school students, and the school rules stated it clearly—they couldn't cross the line.
And he suddenly remembered that he had promised Kushida Kikyo before; according to her expectations, their first time should be next month. Calculating it this way, even without Hoshinomiya's reminders, he wouldn't have done anything too over-the-top with Ichinose.
As for Hoshinomiya saying he could only touch the thighs next time—never mind touching, he had already actually felt that delicate skin today.
Though thinking about it, there seemed to be one thing he hadn't experienced yet... a lap pillow.
"But Shimizu-chan, if you are willing to join Class B now and sign a document stating you will never transfer classes at will in the future, I will allow Honami-chan to let go completely. Not only that, I will also teach her some things you'll definitely like, ensuring you can live comfortably every week. How about it?" The voice on the other end suddenly changed its tone, throwing out an incredibly tempting proposal.
Shimizu Akira narrowed his eyes unconsciously. He had to admit, this condition really made his heart jump.
Hoshinomiya Chie's "teaching" combined with Ichinose's cooperation—just thinking about it was enough to make one's mind wander.
But he quickly calmed down. Wanting him to sign that kind of document to tie himself completely to Class B? Hoshinomiya-sensei was thinking too simply.
A chat record just sent by Ichinose popped up on his phone.
Ichinose: Today was really happy! Although I don't have much experience, I will consult the teacher properly!
Ichinose: Please look forward to the next time.
But actually, thinking about it carefully, the matters between him and Ichinose were never something Hoshinomiya Chie could have the final say on.
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