Her alarm clock woke her up way too early. She reached out blindly to shut it off.

Kotonoha let out a complaining noise. Right, today was Monday.

In her sleep, she had turned around on her belly and started rubbing her chest against the pillow. She was pressing her thighs together as well, desperately seeking relief.

When she realised this, she stopped immediately.

This would do, Kotonoha decided. It was silly to believe she could lie completely still while dreaming about Makoto-kun. As long as she had the self restraint to keep her hands above the sheets, it should be okay.

Although to be fair, she was not the one deciding this. It was up to Makoto-kun to decide this was acceptable or not.

Kotonoha got up. She was lying on Makoto's shirt. She wanted to return it to him, except… it felt so good to sleep with it. Makoto's smell was still on it. If she closed her eyes, she could easily pretend like he was sleeping right next to her. And that made her feel safe. And made her usual dreams feel even better.

Kotonoha hid the shirt back under her pillow and got dressed. She still had lots of things to do.

On the train, she met Makoto. Kotonoha got on her tiptoes and gave him a deep kiss.

"I missed you," she said.

"Me too."

The train started moving. She reached for him to help her keep her balance. He smiled faintly.

"So, did you sleep well?" he asked.

"Not bad. I had to get up early."

"Why?"

"To get ready."

"Uhm, okay then," he said. "By the way, I think I forgot my shirt at your house yesterday."

"Yeah, you did."

"Your parents didn't find it?"

"I hid it before they came home."

"Oh, okay then."

"But I forgot it at home this morning," she lied. "I'll bring it tomorrow."

"No problem," he said.

There was a short silence.

"Are we having lunch on the roof today?" she asked.

"Sure. I have to get something at the cafetaria first though."

"No you don't."

"I don't?" He looked vaguely amused.

She gave him a little kiss. "I've taken care of it."

"Okay then. Should I be worried?"

"Ye, I'm not that bad at cooking."

"Hah, good one."

"You're so mean," she fake-pouted.

The train arrived at the station.

They walked to school while holding hands.

"Well, see you at lunch then," Makoto-kun said.

"I miss you already."

They kissed quickly and went to their respective classes.

At lunch, she went to the roof immediately. She had to wait around a bit before he showed up.

"Hey."

When they were done kissing, Kotonoha took out her lunch boxes.

"I made you lunch," she said as she handed him one.

"Thanks."

They sat down and started eating.

"By the way, uhm... there is something I need to tell you," she said.

"Hm?"

"This morning I uhm… well, it wasn't fully touching but…"

"But what?" he urged her.

"Well I was rubbing my chest against the covers and pressing my thighs together." As she said it, she felt little tingles between her legs. Even though she wasn't touching, just talking about it already got her body worked up.

"Hm."

"Is that okay?" she asked, unsure.

"Look, I don't want you to find things that are 'not fully touching' in an attempt to relief yourself without feeling guilty."

"Yeah, I understand."

"But we should be a bit realistic as well of course."

"Uhu."

"So, you're forgiven if you tell me what you were dreaming about."

She turned bright red. "Do I have to?"

"Yes. And I want all the details."

She wanted to say she didn't remember well, but it didn't seem smart to lie about this.

"We were dancing." Kotonoha looked away from him.

"Dancing?"

"Well, at first. Right here, on the roof. I was wearing my red dress."

"And then?"

"Well at some point the music stopped and then you made me bend over and grab the fence." She pointed to the grey fences at the edge of the roof. "I told you to stop, but you said I had to shut up and be a good girl. And then you uhm… you lifted my dress and took me from behind."

"That's pretty innocent."

"I uhm, I wasn't wearing panties." she turned bright red. "And you did it pretty hard."

"Hm."

"And you kinda slapped my butt while you did it. Repeatedly." She fidgeted on the bench.

"I see."

"And uhm… when you were done you pushed me on my knees and…"

"Yes?"

"Came on my face," she finished very quietly.

"Ye, I didn't know you were that perverted, Kotonoha."

She blushed heavily.

"So you like dancing?" he mercifully changed the subject.

"I love it."

"Cool."

His tone was strange. It sounded like he had said 'good for you'.

"You don't like it?" she asked.

"I kinda hate it, sorry."

"But… I wanted to dance with you at the school festival."

"That's okay. But I warn you: I'm really bad at it."

"You know," she said. "There is someone near my house who gives dancing lessons. I could ask her to teach us."

"The festival isn't that far away. I don't think we have the time to learn much."

"Well there could be other dances in the future."

"Kotonoha," he said. "I said I didn't like dancing."

"But… wouldn't you go? For me?" She didn't like guilt tripping him like this, but now that he said it, she couldn't let go of the idea. She really wanted to dance with him. And maybe have him bend her over afterwards as well.

"Well then I want something in return," he said.

"Fine, what do you want?"

"I want you to learn how to give a striptease."

"What?"

"It's dancing related, isn't it? I'll go dancing with you, if you prepare a private dance for me."

"But… that's not the same thing," she argued.

"How so? I do something you want, and you do something I want, looks like a fair trade to me."

"But why does yours have to be so difficult?"

"I'll let you pick your own song and outfit. And you can practise until you are comfortable doing it. I won't push you. Take as much time as you want."

"That…"

"Don't tell me you've never dreamed of doing anything like that?"

"I-I haven't," she lied.

"Oh. Ye, less perverted than I thought."

"So I can practise for as long as I like?"

She wasn't seriously considering this, right?

"Yes," he confirmed.

"And can I… can I keep on my panties?"

"No. I want a full striptease Kotonoha."

"But…"

"Eventually you're gonna have to take them off. Or were you gonna stay a virgin for the rest of your life?"

"No, but-"

"What's the problem then? I just said you could practice for as long as you like. So you can do it after I've already seen everything. It won't be embarrassing if you've done it before, right?"

"I guess so," she said, still unsure.

"So what is the real problem then?"

"Nothing." She couldn't think of anything. If she could take as much time as she wanted, eventually, it would be no big deal anymore. If he had seen her naked countless times before, taking of her clothes would be easy.

"So, we have deal then?"

"Yeah okay."

"Tell me," he ordered. "Look at me and tell me what you're gonna do for me."

She looked him in the eye. "I-I'm gonna give you a striptease."

Kotonoha felt herself getting more excited when she said it out loud. More wetness was dripping out of her. She wanted to rub her thighs together, but she didn't dare to.

He smiled. "That's what I wanted to hear."

"But you're going dancing with me, okay?"

"Okay."

There was a short silence.

"Are you done eating?"

"Yeah. I'm not hungry anymore."

About a quarter of his lunch box was still filled.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I know I'm terrible at cooking."

"You tried your best."

"Yeah."

"Maybe you can still score some points with the dessert," he suggested.

She frowned. "But I didn't make a desse-" Realisation hit her. "Oh, I see."

kotonoha reached out and rubbed him over his pants. He was pretty hard already.

"I prepared a dessert as well," she said, trying to sound seductive.

"It looks delicious," he said. "Can I see it?"

Did he mean…?

Makoto traced her fingers across her blazer. "Show me."

"But… not here, Makoto-kun."

"No one ever comes here." He opened one of her buttons.

"Even so."

"Shh. Just take it off Kotonoha." He opened another button.

She sighed. "Okay then."

Kotonoha took off her blazer. She removed her bowtie and put it down as well. Lastly, she took off her blouse to reveal her salmon colored bra.

"Happy now?" she pouted.

"Almost."

She looked down at her bra. "You can't be serious."

"I know you want to," he said. "No need to lie to yourself."

"We're on the roof," she argued. "At school."

"Exactly. When have we ever been interrupted here, Kotonoha?"

"But…"

"If you're really concerned." He retrieved something from his pocket. "I can lock the door."

"Why do you have the key?"

"Sekai asked me to hold it for her."

"But the caretaker has a master key." She was getting a bit desperate now.

"Why would he come here now?"

"Well, that…"

"Look," he said. "I'm gonna lock the door, and then you're gonna take off your bra, okay?"

"O-Okay."

He went to lock the door and then returned. Kotonoha hadn't taken it off yet.

"Come on," he said. Makoto reached back and unhooked her bra.

"Ye," she complained. "Makoto-kun."

"You said you'd do it," he reminded her.

He pulled the shoulder straps down and took it off.

She hid her chest with her hands. Getting naked at home was one thing, but doing it here on the roof was completely different.

"Why are you hiding them?" he asked.

"I'm just-"

"You love me, don't you?"

"Of course I love you."

"Well you're not showing it."

She said nothing.

"Hands away," he ordered.

"But-"

He grabbed her wrists and forced them down.

"Stop being so difficult." he was really annoyed now.

Makoto reached down and started sucking on her breasts.

"Makoto-kun. Don't." She tried stopping him, but he was still holding her wrists.

It felt good, yet…

"Stop it, Makoto-kun," she urged him. "Not there."

He forced her hand down beneath her skirt. "Touch it."

"I don't want to."

"It's wet isn't it?"

She looked away.

"If you don't tell me I'll have to check for myself," he said.

"It's wet," she quickly said.

"You're not touching it."

She bit back her tears. Kotonoha reached and brushed her fingers past her panties. They were soaked, obviously. She didn't have to touch to know that.

"Why is it so wet?" he asked.

"I don't know." She bit her lip.

"Because you're enjoying this. You wouldn't get so wet if you weren't."

"That… that's not true."

"Yes it is. Stop lying to yourself, Kotonoha. Your body is being honest."

"But-"

"Keep touching it."

She hesitantly rubbed her pussy.

Maybe Makoto-kun was right? She wouldn't get so wet if she didn't want this, right?

He sucked on her breasts again.

This felt good, right? He had done it before and it had felt really good then, so why should it be any different now? And her p-pussy was wet, so she was enjoying this, right?

He stopped sucking. Makoto opened his pants and took out his hard dick.

"You've teased me long enough. Get to work."

"Makoto-kun. Can't we talk about this?"

"Your mouth isn't for talking right now."

He grabbed a fistful of hair and forced her head down to his cock.

"Makoto-kun." She kept her mouth closed. His hard cock pressed against her lips.

"It's your fault it's so hard, so take care of it."

"But-" She kept trying to force her head back up, but he was too strong.

"You can't just tease me and then do nothing. You took out your tits and got me all hard."

"That-"

"Open," he ordered.

"Can we just-"

"Don't make me ask you again, Kotonoha. Open your mouth, now."

Slowly, she opened her mouth. Makoto was angry at her, so it was probably best to do as he said. It would be easier that way.

He pushed his cock in her open mouth. She reluctantly started sucking on it.

Makoto kept a handful of hair in his hand and forced her head up and down. He completely controlled the pace and depth. And he wasn't going easy on her.

"Get on your knees on the bench," he said.

She obeyed him.

"Now pull your panties down."

She hesitated. No way she could do that.

Makoto forced her head further down. She gagged violently.

Kotonoha tried to pull her head back up, but his grip was strong.

She put her hands on his leg to push up, but then remembered something.

"Don't even think about it," he warned her.

Scared, she moved her hands away again.

"Panties down," he repeated calmly.

She had no choice. Kotonoha reached beneath her skirt and pulled them down to her knees. She felt her own wetness run down her thighs.

"Good," he said. He moved her head a bit up so she could breathe better. His dick stayed inside though.

"Now reach between your legs and play with your pussy," he ordered.

This time, she obeyed instantly.

She was extremely wet. It was quite literally dripping.

Kotonoha rubbed her clit hard while he moved her head up and down his length.

Something was building inside of her quickly.

She was gonna do it. She was finally gonna do it. He was going to force it out.

Her orgasm bubbled up inside of her.

Makoto-kun sped up.

Kotonoha let out a muffled scream and came hard.

Several contraction waves went through her body. She had never imagined anything could feel this good.

Makoto pulled her up.

"You came, didn't you?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, breathless. "Thank you. Thank you so much."

He pushed her back down again. "Keep going. Make me cum too. Selfish girl."

He finally released her head.

She enthusiastically started sucking him.

Kotonoha forced her head deep down. She didn't care about breathing. She had to make him cum as well.

After a solid minute of violent sucking, he grunted and filled her mouth with his cum.

She slowed her pace, but kept sucking. Only when he was fully soft again did she release it and move up.

Kotonoha swallowed. She had to do it a few times since there was so much of it.

"Thank you for the treat," she said. "I love drinking your cum."

"That's a good girl."

The bell rang. Perfect timing.

"Damn. I see you after class okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

He gave her a brief kiss and then got up. Makoto put his pants in order again and went to his class.

Kotonoha stood up as well and slowly got dressed again. She was late for her class, but she hardly heard the teacher's complaints.

Kotonoha didn't even try to focus on her classes.

What Makoto had done. She had said clearly said no, so that was technically ra-... no wait, that wasn't possible. Makoto was her boyfriend. It was her responsibility to take care of his needs.

Even so, she had clearly said no. If he was her boyfriend, he should respect her decisions, right? Even though she had technically said she'd take care of it every time, so really, he had done nothing wrong.

Makoto was frustrated, just like her, so could she really blame him for that?

But then again, if she forced herself upon him, he didn't accept it, did he? He told her she was being selfish, yet he was being selfish himself.

Was it her fault? She had started it technically. First she had told him her dream and then she had started rubbing him over his pants and seducing him. Then, she had promised she'd take off her bra, before suddenly deciding she didn't want to do it after all. So could she blame him for wanting to continue at that point?

And in the end she had clearly enjoyed it. She had even orgasmed. Her very first orgasm. So…

Argh. Why was this so hard?

"Kotonoha?"

"Huh? Makoto-kun?"

"Class is over," he said.

"Oh." She looked around and found she was alone in her classroom. The afternoon had passed in a blur.

"Are you okay?"

"No."

"Let's go up on the roof and talk for a bit, okay?"

"Yeah, sure."

She followed him up.

They stood near their bench, but didn't sit down.

"At lunch," she said.

"What about that?"

"Y-You, I told you to stop."

"No you didn't."

"What?"

"At your home, we made a deal right? When I took things too far, you would use a safeword."

She frowned. "Red."

"And since you didn't use it…"

"But… I didn't think about-"

"Kotonoha," he said. "It's your responsibility to tell me if something's wrong. I'm not a mind reader. I can only know what you tell me."

"I told you to stop," she insisted. Her headache was playing up again.

"You did the same thing in your fantasy, but you clearly wanted to continue."

"Well, that… that's true I guess. Even so-"

"And in the end, you enjoyed it, didn't you? I didn't know you could suck with such enthusiasm. And you came super hard, so you must have enjoyed it."

"I-I guess." He had a point. She had orgasmed for the first time in her life, so she must have enjoyed it. You didn't cum from things you didn't enjoy.

"You're too scared," he said. "Once you're doing it, it's amazing, but you're too scared to actually do it."

"Sorry."

She suddenly felt really guilty. Kotonoha had started accusing him of crazy things, but this was all her fault. There was a simple word she could have used if she really wanted him to stop. It wasn't his fault she hadn't done that. Makoto-kun couldn't read her mind. And from her fantasy, he had obviously assumed she liked it if he took charge and told her what to do. She wanted him to do what she was afraid to ask him. What she was afraid to admit she liked. Makoto had simply done what she secretly wanted him to do all along.

"Just let me guide you," he said.

"Please do." She would be lost without his guidance.

"And if it's too much…"

"I'll use my safeword."

He smiled. "I love you, Kotonoha."

"Me too. I love you so much, Makoto-kun."

He leaned in and kissed her.

She closed her eyes and got lost in the kiss.

Kotonoha was being concerned about nothing again. Makoto loved her and she loved him, there was nothing more to it. She had to stop stressing out all the time.

Their kiss turned into tongue kissing and touching each other.

"Damn, now you've got me hard again," he said.

Hm. Now was a good opportunity to make it up to him.

"Have a seat, Makoto-kun," Kotonoha said.

She kicked off her shoes while he sat down on the bench.

Here goes nothing.

Kotonoha confidently popped the buttons of her blazer. She was dying inside, but she put up a confident mask.

"Do you mind if a practise a bit on you for my future striptease?" she asked, a hint of seduction in her voice.

"Not at all." He leaned back with a smile.

"Thank you."

She slowly took off her blazer.

"Shake your hips, Kotonoha."

"Pervert," she accused him. She still did as he asked though.

While moving her hips, she undid the bowtie and threw it on the ground.

Then, she teasingly opened the buttons of her blouse, one by one.

It was a lot more fun than she had thought. She loved the way Makoto looked at her. He was completely mesmerised by her movements.

She was doing it. She was seducing her boyfriend. And she was enjoying it a lot more than she would have deemed possible.

But this wasn't her. This was the Red Kotonoha from her dreams taking over. The girl she wanted to be.

Kotonoha opened the last buttons and slowly let her blouse slid down her arms.

Makoto shifted on the bench.

"Hold on," she said. Kotonoha moved closer and opened up the zipper of his pants so he had some more room.

"Better?"

"Uhu. Keep going."

She smiled seductively.

Kotonoha reached down and unzipped her skirt.

"Turn around," he said.

"Hm, you want to see my ass?" Kotonoha asked playfully. She was surprised at her own seductiveness and confidence.

"Yeah. Bend over, gorgeous."

She could simply let her skirt fall down, but instead, she kept holding it and lowered it slowly to her toes. Her butt was pushed out towards him.

She twerked a little before stepping out of her skirt and rising again.

Kotonoha threw her skirt on the bench.

Almost there. Only her underwear was left now. And her thigh high socks.

Kotonoha started dancing again. Her inhibitions were starting to break down.

"You took classes didn't you?" he asked. "This is belly dancing."

She blushed. "I had ballet." Kotonoha started rolling her socks down.

She was happy he talked to her, since she had no seductive way to take off her socks.

"This isn't ballet," he argued.

"I told my mom I wanted something else, but she wouldn't let me. She said it was inappropriate. So I looked up some other things myself."

He smiled. "And with did you find?"

She blushed harder. "A lot of inappropriate things. I think I was looking for them on purpose because I knew my mom wouldn't approve." She put her socks with her skirt.

"You're so perverted."

"I-I'm not." It didn't help that she was just reaching back to unhook her bra while she said that. Kotonoha lowered both straps one by one. When it was off, she threw it at him. Makoto catched it easily.

She played with her breasts for a bit.

"Continue," he said.

Kotonoha blushed heavily. Only her panties were left now.

You can't stop now, she said to herself. That would ruin everything. All her effort would have been for nothing.

Kotonoha hooked her thumbs in her panties and lowered them.

Blushing heavily, she stepped out of them.

"Wow." He stared at her.

"Please don't stare so much." She hid her crotch with her hand. "It's embarrassing."

"Nothing about you is embarrassing Kotonoha. Why did you take it off if you're not gonna show me? Don't be so cruel."

"Sorry." She put her hands on her side. "Is this okay?"

"Come a bit closer."

She took a few steps on her shaking legs until she was right in front of him.

Unsure of what to do with her hands, she folded them on her butt.

"Open your legs a bit," he said.

Flustered, she opened her legs. He could see it all now.

M-Maybe he would ask her to spread it for him so he could see better?

Makoto put his hand on her thigh.

She inhaled sharply.

"Shh. I'm not gonna touch it, don't worry. I just want to have a look."

"This is embarrassing."

"You've seen me naked already," he said. "It's only fair I can see you naked as well."

She felt her strange headache come up again.

"Y-Yeah, you're right," she heard herself say. "Of course."

"You're clean shaven," he noted.

"D-Do you like it?"

"Yeah. It's beautiful."

"T-Thanks."

Why was she so embarrassed? She had seen Makoto-kun naked before. This was simply the other way around, no need to get all worked up.

"You're dripping wet," he said. "Did you enjoy stripping for me that much?"

"Maybe," she avoided. This was way too embarrassing.

"Or is it because you can't wait to give me a blowjob again?"

Kotonoha got down on her knees. "Can I? Can I suck your cock please?"

This was less embarrassing compared to Makoto-kun inspecting her pussy.

"Rub your pussy," he said. "I'm not hearing enough desperation in your voice."

She put her right hand between her legs and rubbed away.

"Now ask again."

"Can I… oh fuck… can I please suck your cock? I want it so badly." She was drooling a bit.

Makoto took it out of his pants.

"You can lick it."

She eagerly reached out. The lovely salty taste spread in her mouth.

Her fingers rubbed away on a slow pace.

Kotonoha kept licking him until he was satisfied.

"Okay, you can take it in your mouth now."

She mumbled a thank you and moved upwards to take him in.

Kotonoha gave her boyfriend a slow, deep blowjob.

Makoto leaned back with a satisfied look on his face.

"You're a very good girlfriend," he said.

Kotonoha kept sucking. She was incredibly turned on, both from touching herself and from sucking him. She didn't know which turned her on more, but it wasn't important.

"You want to fuck my tits for a bit?" she asked after a while. She couldn't believe she had said it out loud.

"Okay."

Kotonoha positioned his dick between her boobs and pressed them together.

It was all wet from her spit, so he could easily fuck her breasts.

He did it slow for a minute, but then he started to speed up. Makoto fucked her breasts harder and harder. She matched the speed of her pussy rubbing to his movements. Kotonoha was getting closer to orgasm.

Suddenly, he pushed further into her mouth.

"Suck it again," he said.

She sucked the tip while rubbing him with her breasts. Makoto was big enough to use both.

He grunted. "Fuck. I'm gonna cum."

"Do it on my face please."

He smirked. "Okay. Lean back."

He got up and positioned himself over her.

Makoto jerked himself off while pointing it at her face.

"Open your mouth," he said.

She opened it and stuck out her tongue.

"Cover it completely Makoto-kun," she begged.

"It's coming. Close your eyes."

She was just in time to obey. The first rope of cum covered her from her cheek all the way to her eyebrow. He covered her nose and other cheek as well. A tiny bit got on her tongue. A little reward for her good work.

The smell was really strong.

When he was done, he put it in her mouth.

She sucked him for a bit with her eyes closed.

Makoto used his thumb to get the cum out of her eye so she could open it again.

"Well done," he said.

She took out his cock and swallowed the tiny bit of cum. "Thanks, Makoto-kun. Did you enjoy that?"

"Yeah. That was amazing."

"I love your cum on my face," she admitted.

Kotonoha started rubbing her clit faster. She was really close.

"Kotonoha? What are you doing?"

"I'm just-"

"Masturbating right in front of me. How do you think that feels for me?"

"But…" she hesitantly slowed down. "You asked me to."

"Yes, during my blowjob. But it's over now, so stop touching. Don't get selfish, Kotonoha."

"Ah, of course. Sorry."

She removed her hand. Her pussy pulsed several times, eager to get more attention. She had been pretty close to orgasm. When he covered her face, she had almost come with him.

"If I tell you to, you can touch while blowing me," he explained. "But otherwise the same rules as always apply. Just because I'm there watching you doesn't make it okay. If anything, it makes it worse. How would you feel if I started masturbating in front of you?"

"I'm sorry. Giving you a blowjob just got me so horny."

"That's okay. But stay focused on what's important, Kotonoha. As long as you don't let me touch it, you're not touching it either. Be grateful I let you touch for a bit during a blowjob."

"I am grateful," she said. "Thanks for letting me touch, Makoto-kun. It means a lot to me. I just… I hoped I could cum again."

"It's not my fault you didn't cum. You were given plenty of time and you chose not to."

"But-"

"But what? Should I hold of my orgasm until you are done?"

"No, no, of course not."

"Don't make this about you, Kotonoha. You're being selfish again."

"I-I'll do better," she promised.

Makoto-kun was right. If she was desperate enough, she'd have cum. If she didn't, it just meant she wasn't desperate enough and could handle a few more days without an orgasm. She was being selfish. She was pretending like she desperately needed one, but she clearly didn't or she would have reached it much faster. And that made perfect sense. She had been alright for years without ever cumming, there was no reason why she would suddenly need multiple a day to be satisfied.

"If I feel like you're more focused on touching yourself than blowing me, than I'll have to completely forbid you from touching," he warned her.

Kotonoha was angry first, but then she reconsidered.

"That's your decision, Makoto-kun," she said meekly. "If you think I lack self control and don't focus on your enough, you shouldn't let me touch."

"We'll see how you do next time."

"Okay. Thanks for giving me another chance, Makoto-kun."

"Now, I think we better go," Makoto said. "Before they close the school."

"Oh, yeah, of course."

"You better start cleaning up a bit."

Kotonoha took out her handkerchief. "Ye, you really covered it."

"Well you asked me to."

She cleaned up as best as she could.

When she was done, she stood up. She immediately got dizzy.

"Woah, watch out." Makoto placed his hands on her waist to stabilise her.

"I just stood up too fast," she said. "It's my anemia."

He lowered his hands again when he was sure she wouldn't fall over.

Kotonoha collected her clothes again and got dressed.

When she put her socks on, she noticed her knees were red from kneeling on the stone for so long. She hadn't noticed it hurt because she was too focused on him. Or herself.

"You okay?" he asked.

"My knees are a bit sore from kneeling on the stones," she admitted.

"Hm. Well maybe kneel on your clothes next time. And keep your socks on. That will hurt less."

"Hm, yeah, that's a good idea."

She finished getting dressed and popped a breath mint in her mouth.

"So uhm," she asked. "What did you think of my striptease?"

"Not bad for your first time. I think you'll do fine on the real one."

"The real one? I just did it, Makoto-kun. I stripped down completely."

"I told you you could pick your own outfit and music. So was your choice 'silence' and 'school uniform'?"

She smiled. "Yes. Is that a problem?"

"No, not at all. You know, I said I'd go dancing with you, but I didn't say how many times or how much effort I would put in."

"Hey."

"Well if you sneak your way out of it, I'll do the same. My effort is gonna match yours."

"Fine, fine. This doesn't count then. I'll prepare for a proper striptease okay?"

"Okay. Then I'm looking forward to our first dance lesson. Just tell me when."

"I'll let you know. I need to ask her first."

"Okay. Let's go home."

He held out his hand.

Kotonoha took it.