Cynthia was a truly unrealistically pure character.
In her twenty years of life, she hadn't had a single romantic relationship, and she hadn't even experienced the usual porn, erotic novels, or even erotic comics.
The word "rare" couldn't even begin to describe her.
And was her face just a little pretty?
She had a figure close to perfection that everyone could agree on, good social skills to the point where she was in charge of the class, and a personality that was hard to find fault with.
It was strange that the people around her left her alone.
But she had received countless temptations and had steadfastly maintained her purity to this day.
She was literally the kind of woman who would only appear in games, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was the embodiment of purity.
Of course, there are no constellations or embodiments in this world.
If there were a constellation symbolizing purity or chastity, she would surely have become its embodiment.
In fact, that's why Cynthia's twist was even more shocking.
When Cynthia, who I thought was purer than anyone else, appeared as a man's female, I couldn't help but be appalled.
I thought, "Surely not, surely she wouldn't have fallen that far," but...
Thud.
Anyway, I couldn't help but be quite surprised when Cynthia, who was still maintaining her purity, boldly entered the men's restroom.
"Why? Is there something you want to say to me?"
Without showing it on the outside, I asked as calmly as possible.
"Uh-huh. There is."
She locked the bathroom door and continued, stammering.
"Um, you know, Kyle."
"Don't beat around the bush and just say it."
I deliberately replied in a gruff manner.
"Someone might come in."
I urged Cynthia on, pushing her, her face flushed red.
'But if I don't do this, I feel like I'll pounce on her right away.'
It had been like this since morning, but it was hard for good words to come out of my mouth when it came to her.
It was also because I had recalled her corrupted appearance for no reason, and my heart was filled with malice.
'Confusing, so confusing.'
I had to resent her and build up her favorability at the same time, so I had no choice but to stick to a plain tone in order to hide my increasingly severe emotional swings.
"Kyle, we're friends, right?"
Soon, Cynthia took a deep breath and opened her mouth again.
"Of course we're friends."
"..."
"We've been together for so long, why are you asking such a question out of the blue?"
"If we're friends, why did you do that this morning?"
"This morning?"
"That, the kiss..."
Cynthia's face, which was slightly lowered, turned even redder.
It looked like blood would pop out immediately if I poked her cheek with my finger.
I really wanted to poke her, but let's save the jokes for later.
That wasn't what was important right now.
'I didn't know that what happened this morning would lead to this kind of event.'
I was also troubled by Cynthia's appearance, who had mustered up a lot of courage.
I could confess right here and now.
But that wasn't what I truly wanted.
Just having a sweet romance with her, my childhood friend, was far from enough to heal the wounds caused by the netorare.
"We're friends, but we're not ordinary friends."
"Huh?"
"We're childhood friends."
"Ah, that's right..."
Cynthia's expression, blinking her eyes, was soon filled with disappointment.
I could see what she was thinking in her head.
Maybe she was expecting a more direct, confession-like answer?
At least, she wanted me to express my feelings rather than just saying we were childhood friends.
"By the way, Kyle, do you usually do that kind of thing to your childhood friends?"
"That kind of thing?"
"I mean, kissing... Don't make me say embarrassing things."
"What's so embarrassing about kissing?"
"Don't nitpick so much..."
I couldn't help but laugh at Cynthia's appearance, grumbling softly and resisting passively.
"Anyway, yeah. It's not just because you're my childhood friend that I kissed you."
"Re, really?"
Cynthia's complexion brightened noticeably.
It was the same as indirectly revealing my feelings, just as she had hoped.
"So, Kyle, you've been thinking of me that way?"
"Huh?"
"Actually, I've never thought about it that way until now..."
Her naivety in trying so hard to speak indirectly was so cute.
I was a little annoyed, but not entirely.
Unlike when I was urging Cynthia on, I was quite enjoying this moment with her.
I also felt a strange excitement.
Whenever I thought about her being trained directly by my hand, not the Golden Haired Guy.
As I thought about gradually corrupting her, who was like a blank canvas, and staining her little by little, one side of my pants naturally swelled up.
Fortunately, Cynthia didn't seem to notice at all.
At times like this, the size of my pathetic thing was helpful.
Even if it was small because it was a small dick, if I showed my dick to Cynthia, who lacked sexual knowledge, she might think it was big.
"Since when... was it?"
She asked cautiously, clenching her fist tightly.
"What?"
"Since when have you been thinking of me that way... Don't keep asking me the same question..."
"No, what do you mean, how do I think of you?"
"In a romantic way, I mean, don't you like me, Kyle...?"
Compared to her, who was drinking kimchi soup by the bowl, I couldn't help but laugh.
To be honest, I do like her. Her face and body.
'It's hard for me to like your heart, though, because of what I've seen.'
I apologized to Cynthia in my heart and answered with a serious expression.
"Actually, I don't really know. Since when. Whether I really like you or not."
"What?"
"This is the first time I've felt this way."
Cynthia nodded briefly and mulled over my words.
"I see. It's my first time too. We're both the same."
And.
I took a step closer to her, who was smiling bashfully, and grabbed her by both shoulders.
"Huh?"
Cynthia, who would normally not have reacted to this level of skinship, flinched greatly.
Just like she showed in the classroom earlier.
It seemed that she was definitely seeing me as a man.
In addition to the strange atmosphere, the current situation was also a factor.
"Kyle? What's wrong?"
"Want to find out?"
"Fi, find out what...?"
Cynthia, who was trembling slightly, was reminiscent of a herbivore facing a beast.
I looked at Cynthia without saying a word.
Soon after, she seemed to understand my intention, and she shrugged her shoulders once, but she didn't refuse in the end.
Swish.
That was my second kiss with Cynthia.
"Ugh."
Cynthia, who had stopped breathing, reflexively grabbed my arm tightly.
Not knowing whether to keep her eyes open or closed, her round eyes spun around.
I slightly parted and attached my lips from her, and I naturally moved my hand to her chest.
"Ah..."
With a short exclamation, Cynthia's mouth opened.
As I momentarily pushed my tongue into the slightly opened gap, she showed a violent reaction.
"Hngh?!"
Cynthia, who was flustered with her hands clenched and unclenched, showed signs of panic all over her body.
Tap! Tap tap!
She was so surprised that she tapped my shoulder as if to tell me to stop, but her strength was weaker than I thought.
"Ugh, ugh...!"
As the kiss deepened, Cynthia's hands soon landed gently on my shoulders.
"Umm..."
I intertwined my tongue sticky and slowly stirred inside her mouth.
It was instantaneous for Cynthia's frozen body to loosen up.
"...Um."
How long had it been?
As I slowly took my lips away after kissing for what felt like a long time, a long, transparent thread connected us two before breaking.
Cynthia, still with her mouth open and her tongue slightly forward, looked at me with a dazed face.
"Want to find out one more time?"
"Yeah, I want to find out..."
From the third time on, Cynthia also responded quite actively.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and moved her tongue, mumbling with her small mouth.
It's a rule to get a fellatio at least in a bathroom event in an eroge.
Well, this wasn't too bad either.
We exchanged small breaths and continued to intertwine our tongues and kiss deeply.
'I need to solve this small dick problem quickly...'
* * *
"I've been thinking, but you seem to have changed a bit, Kyle."
That was the first thing Cynthia said to me after we moved places.
'You're just noticing that now?'
I led her away and boldly skipped the graduation ceremony, and I asked with a chuckle.
"How do you think I've changed?"
"You've become too bold. Since this morning..."
In a corner of the empty classroom, Cynthia sulked with a sullen face.
"So, do you hate it?"
"If I hated it, I'd be on the playground by now."
It was not a formal class, but she muttered as if she couldn't believe that she had skipped school for a kiss.
"Thanks to you, I missed out on the perfect attendance award..."
It was a self-deprecating tone, but she didn't seem to regret it.
You're properly falling, Cynthia.
I like it so much.
"What's the point of getting a perfect attendance award in this day and age?"
"Silly, attendance is even more important because it's this day and age..."
"Hunters have appeared, and the laws have become lax, so there are a lot of irresponsible people. If you're recognized for your diligence at the academy, it's easy to get a job."
Cynthia sighed lightly.
She looked beyond the window and into the distant sky.
"But really, what kind of change of heart did you have?"
"Huh?"
"You've suddenly changed too much, Kyle. I didn't believe it earlier, but you really did beat up Rex unilaterally?"
"When you say it like that, it sounds like I'm a bad person. He was the one who started the fight and threw the first punch."
"No, I know that, but..."
It's not that she's blaming me.
Cynthia waved her hand and hurriedly added.
"I'm sorry. I said it in a way that made you misunderstand. It's just that everything is so sudden."
"Sudden? If you've been living like an idiot for twenty years, it's about time you changed, right?"
"Uh-huh. Ah, is that change because of me?"
"A reason? Do you want to hear that you changed because of you?"
"If not, then never mind..."
"It's true that it's because of you."
"Really?"
"No, I'm lying."
"...You're mean, really. You weren't like this before, but it seems like your personality has gotten worse."
Even though she said that, Cynthia seemed to be accepting my change positively.
The influence of our closer relationship must also be a factor, but it was obvious that she was forcing herself to hold back her grinning face from earlier.
Then, she suddenly changed the subject.
"It was my first kiss. The one I had with you."
"...?"
"My heart is still pounding."
"Cynthia, didn't you have your first kiss with your parents?"
"That's just a peck. And I don't remember."
"You're such an unfilial daughter. I guess that's why they say it's useless to raise daughters."
"You're the one who made me like this, Kyle. Take responsibility."
Cynthia's lips pouted.
Of course, I will take responsibility.
As her master.
But I couldn't say that as it was, so I kissed her again, quietly and physically pushing her protruding mouth back in.
"Ugh!"
The effect was amazing.
"Do it more..."
Her sullen expression quickly turned into a beaming one.
And a little later.
"...I have to go get career counseling from my homeroom teacher in a little while."
"Are you going to get scolded for skipping school?"
"That's not what I meant..."
"I know. You're asking me to wait, right?"
"Yeah. I want to go home with you."
Cynthia said with a shy face.
No matter how you look at it, it wasn't an expression that you would show to a simple childhood friend.
'As the saying goes, starting is half the battle.'
I smiled brightly at Cynthia, who seemed to have fallen halfway.