I slowly ran my fingers through his hair, satisfied that it wasn't soaking wet anymore though Daichi seemed shocked. "Oh, sorry." I said, yanking my hand back and handing him the towel awkwardly. "No, it's fine, I just didn't expect it." Daichi says, grinning down at me as my cheeks burn. He gently takes the towel from me, tossing it over his shoulder. "Um, the guys outside should also dry their hair. I'd hate for them to catch a cold." I say, dropping my gaze to the floor, Daichi chuckling before walking to the door. "Hey, dry your hair off so you don't catch a cold and pass it on, or else, disqualification." Daichi says as he peeks his head out the door, seeming to cause a ruckus though he comes back in, shutting the door this time. I can't help but smile, knowing that he cared about his team enough to have them dry their hair so they don't have a cold. Really Daichi just didn't want Kimiko to dry anyone else's hair. "I'm the ice breaker, Aima sent me first so I can really test if you're ready or not. After me are my most trusted friends, Koshi and Asahi. They'll take great care of you." Daichi says, standing before me as I slowly nod, taking a deep breath.

"So you're first. I'll be in your care, then." I say, glad that my first kiss would go to someone who would be patient with me, a nice and gentle person. "Do you think you're ready?" Daichi asks, though I just shake my head slowly, fiddling with my fingers- nervous habit. "Not really, I figured I'd just roll with the punches." I admit, making Daichi chuckle as he gently took my chin, pulling me to look up at him. I held my breath, staring up at Daichi as his thumb gently stroked my jawline, my body trembling lightly. "Suzuki-chan, kisses are not something to be taken lightly, but they're not punches either. What you feel right now is perfectly logical, I'm sure this is a lot for you, but you can do this. If not, Aima and I are right here to back you up." Daichi says, helping the knot in my stomach ease a little bit. "Thank you, Mura-Senpai." I whisper, watching his eyes slowly close as he starts leaning down towards me. Was this the kiss? Was he going to kiss me? I squeeze my eyes shut, holding my breath as I bite my lip, waiting for him to kiss me. Something pinches my nose, making me jump as my eyes flutter open, realizing Daichi had pinched my nose.

"I knew it, this is your first time, isn't it?" Daichi asks, giving me an easy going smile as my face feels like it caught on fire. "Is it that obvious?" I whisper, making Daichi chuckle as he drops his hands. "Don't worry, I'll tell Aima to find someone else or we'll drop out of the contest." Daichi says, turning to leave though I grab his hand. "No! Wait, Mura-Senpai! I agreed to do this, and I will do it!" I say, watching as he slowly turns towards me, raising an eyebrow. I wipe my hands on my jeans before reaching up, cupping his face, slowly closing my eyes as I pull him down to me. Daichi tilts his head slightly, his lips gently brushing over mine, like a butterfly, making my heart skip a beat before he actually kisses me. His lips were bigger than mine, but he moved slowly, almost like he was scared to be too forward. It was nice, he was being so patient, his kiss one fluid motion as he gently cupped the back of my head. He let out a low groan, reluctantly pulling away as I slowly opened my eyes, in a daze. Daichi looked me over before his gaze dropping back to my lips as he slowly lifted his hand, gliding his thumb over my bottom lip. "Next time…" Daichi says, his voice rough as he pulls his hands away.