Kissing and Confession

We arrived at Akizakura Academy without being late.

I head straight to the classroom and took a seat in the corner.

Lida, who sits next to me, looks at me and smiles. I thought she was jealous about Saotome earlier, but she wasn't. She seemed to be in a good mood.

After a while, HR (homeroom) begins. In the meantime, while the homeroom teacher, Umenaka, was chattering away, Lida whispered to me.

"Hey, hey, Oojirou. Look at this.”

I looked down and saw that Lida had her b*****s on the desk. It was just that, but her big b*****s caught my gaze.

In addition to the fact that they have a good shape......, they are also big, soft......, and different! I'm sorry, but I can''t. We're in HR right now. It would be bad if the other boys saw her or if our homeroom teacher caught her.

I gave her a sign to stop and made her stop. Lida laughed and looked away from me.

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And so, the boring class faded away.

--Time passed, and I managed to finish the third period. When I got up from my seat to take a break, Lida, who was talking with her classmates, came over to me.

"Come here for a minute.”

"Oh, sure."

We went out into the corridor and headed straight for an unpopulated area.

"There's no one here, right?”

Lida scanned the surroundings.

Is it something she doesn't want someone to hear?

"Yeah, it's close to the rooftop. Not too many people come here. Do you want to talk about this morning?”

"What? About this morning?”

"Aren't you angry with Saotome...?”

“What? Oojirou, what are you talking about?”

No, that's not it.

I thought I was going to get a storm of complaints about my admiration for Saotome. Apparently, I was wrong.

"What is it then?”

"...... You know, I just couldn't take it anymore."

After saying that, Lida brought her face close to mine and kissed me. For some reason, she smelled sweet today. ...... It made me feel lightheaded.

I was startled and froze. We've already kissed many times at school, but it would be bad if anyone saw us. That's why I was more nervous about this particular situation than the actual kiss.

"Lida, I ......"

"I'm sorry, but I like to ...... kiss. When I kiss someone I love, I feel so happy. I'm sorry I'm such a girl.”

“I know. I don't know how many times you've done this to me, but I'm glad you did. Lida, I..."

I was about to make a bold confession. But I heard the sound of someone coming up the stairs. The sound of shoes tapping on the stairs echoed steadily.

The person who appeared there was ......

What! Why is this guy here ......!