☆ Shizuku Natsukawa ☆

8:00 a.m. East gate of Mitsubishi Outlet Mall.

I had brought Kengo with me in preparation for my evening date.

I’ve come here for one purpose.

That purpose is to spend a memorable night with Shota-kun, a night that would unite our bodies and hearts.

At first I was puzzled when he changed the time of our date, but when I saw his e-mail, I was convinced. After all,

[I’m sorry to ask you this, but can we do our shopping in the evening? In return, I will stay with you until Sunday.]

Shota-kun and I are a man and a woman of age. We are students with young bodies. It’s safe to say that we are at our most sensitive to sexual desire.

He requested to meet in the evening. He said, ‘I will stay with you until Sunday.’

It’s a very indirect way of asking for a favor, but… Don’t worry, Shota-kun.

I got your wish.

–You wish to spend the night with me, right?

I never thought that Shota-kun would ask, ‘Please make me a man (Please graduate me from my virginity)’… As you can imagine, I didn’t see that coming.

But don’t worry. I’ll help you. I’m ready to give you everything of me.

B-But of course, this will be my first time, so I don’t know if it will go well.

This is why I’ve come to the Mitsubishi Outlet Mall to buy my game winning underwear.

“Fuaah, I’m still sleepy… O-Oi. What are you going to do at an outlet mall this early in the morning? I haven’t slept a wink because of you. You could have done your shopping yourself.”

My brother yawned and complained. What a pathetic man he is.

But I do get that last night was an intense strategy meeting.

“No. Kengo has an important role to play. You were the one who suggested asking Shota-kun out on a date in the first place, so you have to go along with it until the end.”

“I’m going out with you, but there’s nothing to do until dinner in the evening. What the h**l are you trying to get me to do by bringing me here?”

“That’s for this afternoon. But don’t worry. Kengo is a guy too, and it’s not something he’s not interested in. Besides… I’m a woman, so I don’t know what boys like…”

“Huh? If you’re going to talk, talk in a way that I can hear you.”

“A-Anyway! This is very important. I don’t want you to stay in a daze forever. First of all, wake up. Come, I’ll buy you breakfast, and you can have a cup of coffee.”

Thus I walked into the coffee shop, pulling Kengo by the arm.