"Have you ever mast*rbat*d, Kei?"
This careless question earned me a powerful slap on my cheeks, by my one and only girlfriend, Karuizawa Kei.
I've never physical felt pain before, but not until I came here at this school.
There are two things can make me feel pain:
Horikita's Compass.
Kei's Slap.
"D-Don't a-ask that question c-ca-carelessly!" Kei stutters, while her cheeks are so red.
"Why?" I asked while tilting my head.
"T-that's a very p-private q-q-question, a-and inappropriate!" She screamed.
"But isn't that normal, and most likely for a couple to talk about?"
"What are you..." Kei realized something, and somehow I can't read the mood.
"Where did you learn this?" Kei, that smile of yours is quite disturbing.
I grabbed my phone, and send her the link.
https/bit.ly/3mbw2KK
From what I've saw, her face was paled. Then her expression stiffened, and soon enough her gaze turned pity to disappointment.
"Do you know what you're reading?" I shook my head, left to right.
"Ok let my explain it to you. Do not trust any advice from the internet, and when especially from r/whoosh ok?" I nodded and began lecturing me.
When she explained about it, I realized how ignorant am I towards these things.
It felt like I was born yesterday, and didn't belong to the society.
It's not like my fault though. They didn't teach these things at that place, so that's their entirely fault for not teaching things.
The wonderful place, The Internet.
You've betrayed me once again.
"Kei."
"Y-yes?"
"Let's do it."
"Wa-wa-wh-wha-?!?!"