The Secret Between Me And Kana-chan That I Will Carry With Me To My Grave The Night I Impulsively Slept With My Best Friend's Girlfriend, Who Was So Cute In Her Unprotected, Sans Makeup... Kana Momonoki

...The doorbell of my already cramped room rang. Who could it be at this hour? When I opened the door, standing there was a familiar woman. Her name is Kana. A friend since school days, and my best friend's girlfriend. ...'Let me in.' She entered my home bluntly, without saying much. Apparently, she had a fight with that guy and left home. She changed into loungewear, cheap booze and cup noodles. 'It's like back in our school days. Thanks for listening.' Tipsy Kana leans on me. Her slender shoulders, her defenseless cleavage—that was the moment I was intensely reminded she was a woman. '...Bath!' I manage to push Kana away for a moment. But to break my morals, this was a bad move. With no makeup, her usual shampoo scent wafting from her clean hair... '...Hey. Can't sleep?' She asks from behind me on the bed. —If there is a God, please forgive this selfishness. In my drowsiness, I reached out my hand to her, so defenseless—