Samu-sa no naka, Kasai furea kanojo no kokoro chapter two
L.T: hello again, dear friends. I hope you are all well. It has come to my attention that some of you are being a little slack with reviews. If you don't review my work, how in the world am I going to get better? If I make a mistake, and you guys don't give me your honest opinions, how am I to know what I've done wrong and correct it, and therefore saving me from making the same mistake again? Anyway, last time, Mizore Shirayuki finally laid her cards on the table; all chips in, she plucked up all her courage and asked out school player, Tsukune Aono, on a date. He accepted with glee, and now she's preparing for a whole new day. Just how will things turn out? You'll have to read on to find out...
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'Dear diary,
Couldn't sleep at all last night. Finally getting up my courage and asking Tsukune-kun was hard enough, but now I have so many butterflies in my tummy, I think that if I opened my mouth they'd fly out. I so want this date to be perfect in every way, but I...haven't actually been on a date before... That's why this date HAS to go exactly as planned...'
Folding my diary closed, I slid it back into its customary position under my futon, then stood, raised both hands to my head and ruffled my hair, sighing sleepily, before stumbling into my en-suite bathroom and locking the door. 'Can't be too careful', I thought, shuddering. Last time I'd left my door unlocked, Yutaka had snuck in and replaced all my hair products with green dye, and my perfume with chicken stock.
I hadn't realised until third period. In retrospect, I should have noticed something when the girls kept giggling and the boys made 'bwaak bwaak' noises. As I broke out of my reverie, I stripped off my pyjama top and bottoms, leaving me naked. I never wear underclothes in bed, it's just a habit. I turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature setting to a comfortable 5 degrees, as my skin can't tolerate any higher without a lollipop in my mouth. After all, I AM a Yuki-Onna.
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Hopping in, I checked my shampoo for any sign of the crawling green embarrassment Yu-chan had previously inflicted on me, before squeezing out a sizable dose, wetting my short lilac hair, and scrubbing the mango-scented soap into my locks. Rinsing, I straightened, cupping water, then pouring down, over my breasts, down my flat stomach, and pooling between my legs, where my neatly-trimmed mound of Venus, and then running over my smooth, hairless legs.
It had taken me a long time to grow any hair...down there, as yuki-onna are naturally shaven, but the effort had paid off. I cupped my small C-cups, wondering if Tsukune liked big breasts. I shook my head, if he did, he had Moka Akashiya and Kurumu Kurono to take care of that itch if he did. Releasing my boobs, I turned off the water and stepped out. Forgoing the use of a towel, I allowed the water to dry on my skin, before concentrating. All the remaining drops froze solid, and then slid off my pale skin, clinking as they collided. Giggling, I stepped over to my wardrobe, and frowned, before picking up the panties that Yutaka had pitched at me yesterday. Blushing slightly, I stepped into the leg-holes, before sliding them up my slim legs, and settled them around my hips.
Turning my head, I looked into the mirror on the back of my wardrobe door, and admired the way they hugged my buttocks and hips, then faced the mirror, and gasped, for, there on my crotch, was a transfer picture of Tsukune's face, smiling back at me from the mirrored surface. I quickly turned away, but the sight of Tsukune's face, down there... was burned into my mind with a metaphorical branding iron. I slid my clothes on, and pondered; make-up? Or no make-up? I made up my mind; Tsukune would see me as I am, I thought, and to hell with the consequences.
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As I stepped out of the dorm door, blinking in the bright June sun, I checked my purse for everything I would need. My keys? Check. Money? Check. Mouth spray? Check. Lollipops? Check. Tissues? Cell phone? Check and check. Water, not for drinking, but to supplement my powers? Double check. Shouldering my purse strap, I set off at a trot for the bus stop. As I was approaching our meet-up site, Tsukune joined me and linked arms with me! Turning a faint pink, I stuttered, "h-how w-was your –d-day, this m-m-morning?" Tsukune just smiled, and replied casually, "slow. After all, any day would seem to drag if I knew I had a date with a pretty girl later," and I blushed more heavily, turning the same shade as Moka's bubblegum hair.
Arriving at the bus stop, I got a good look at Tsukune's choice of clothing. He was wearing clothes I'd never seen before, and he looked sooo good! He had on a white t-shirt, black skinny jeans, a sleeveless dark-blue denim jacket, and a black leather biker glove on his right hand. His hair was slightly ruffled by the wind, but it just made him more attractive. As the bus to the human world appeared, we both paid for a day ticket and sat at the back together. My heart was pounding like a set of bongo drums, and I couldn't think of a single thing to say. My crush was right next to me, and I was just sitting there, uselessly.
Tsukune seemed to notice my frustration, and reached over and took my hand. "Don't worry about it," he said. "I get nervous on dates too, Mizore-chan, so don't feel like you have to say something. I'm just enjoying spending time with you." Smiling gratefully at him, I gripped his hand tighter. So far, this date was looking pretty much perfect...
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