This is a purely hypothetical "what-if" scenario. Don't worry, it's not a dream sequence or anything that would make Misago cry. This is an alternate route where things didn't unfold as they did in the previous episode around the kiss.
"Alright, here I go."
Since Hisui wasn't waking up, I whispered softly and slipped under the blanket.
The warmth and scent of Hisui surrounded me, making my head spin. Even just from our earlier kiss, I was already feeling warm, but now, as I got closer, that sensation only deepened.
Hisui's sleeping posture was surprisingly neat. Unlike me—who often wakes up with pillows and blankets scattered everywhere—his bed remained tidy.
I reached out and gently traced my fingers over his chest.
"Wow… firm."
It was my first time really touching him like this, and I was surprised at how different it felt. His body was toned, and as I played with the tip of his chest, I noticed a slight change.
"Oh? It reacts?"
Curious, I stuck out my tongue and gave it a small lick. It tasted like skin and a faint hint of sweat, but for some reason, I wanted to do it again.
Lick.
Lick.
I got absorbed in the act for a while.
Then, I let my hand trail downward, feeling the smoothness of his skin.
As my fingers explored further, I suddenly froze.
"W-Wait, this is…?"
My hand had brushed against something solid.
I hesitated and slowly lifted the blanket, peeking underneath.
"It's… bigger than I expected?"
I had a general idea of what was considered "average," but this seemed to surpass that expectation by quite a bit. Hisui always had a gentle and cute presence, so I assumed this part of him would match that. But the contrast was… unexpected.
A nervous thought ran through my mind.
"Is this even going to fit…?"
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I knew that, biologically speaking, it was supposed to work, but I had never really tested it before.
"Okay… I just have to take it slow."
With newfound determination, I adjusted my position and prepared myself.
However, as I tried to move forward—
"Ow…!"
I underestimated how much resistance there would be. A sharp, unfamiliar sensation made me stop in my tracks.
Breathe. Stay calm. Try again.
But no matter how much I mentally prepared myself, the reality was different from what I had read in books or seen in stories. Those always made it seem so easy and pleasant from the start.
I was still trying to steady myself when—
"Ah!"
Without warning, hands gripped my waist and pulled me down, making me gasp.
I looked up in shock, only to meet a familiar pair of eyes.
"H-Hisui?! You were awake?!"
He chuckled softly.
"More or less."
His expression was gentle, but there was also a playful glint in his eyes.
"You caught me off guard!" I pouted, trying to sound upset.
"Says the one sneaking into my bed?" he countered with an amused smile.
I couldn't argue with that.
Then, Hisui reached out, palm facing up.
"Here, take my hand."
Instinctively, I reached for it, but before I could grasp it properly, he intertwined our fingers and—
"Whoa?!"
With a slight pull, I lost my balance and fell forward, landing right on top of him.
"S-Sorry! Am I too heavy?"
"You're light," he murmured with a soft chuckle.
His hand gently stroked my hair, then my back. The warmth of his touch spread through me, melting away the lingering tension.
"What happened after that? Well… that's a secret."
I ended my story with a satisfied sigh.
"Whaaaat?! Tell us more!"
"Come on, details!"
"Lucky… I want my turn someday."
The group listening to my story erupted in protest. But honestly, things got way too messy after that to put into words.
"Sorry, but that part… you'll have to imagine it yourself."
Like an old-school game guide would say—"The rest is for you to find out."
Author's note :
I almost scrapped this, but it felt like a waste, so here it is. If it gets me in trouble, I'll take it down.
Also, Misago might have exaggerated a bit while telling the story, so take it with a grain of salt.