The kitchen was clean. Ren stood in Hagakure's living room, fully aware that they were completely alone in a house that was too big and far too quiet.
This is fine, Ren thought, scratching his bald head. Totally normal. Just two classmates hanging out.
"So," Hagakure's voice came from somewhere near the sofa, "do you want to watch a movie or something?"
"Sure. What do you have?"
"I have no idea. My parents have a huge collection, but I never remember what's where because I can't see the covers very well."
Ren walked over to the entertainment center. It was impressive: dozens of Blu-rays organized alphabetically. He scanned the titles.
"You have a lot of hero movies."
"My dad is a big nerd," Hagakure said with obvious affection. "He makes me watch all the new releases with him when he's home."
"Your father has excellent taste."
Ren was about to pull out a movie when Hagakure spoke again, her tone slightly different.
"Hey, Ren?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something a bit weird?"
Oh no, Ren thought. Here it comes. The emotional conversation. The "what are we" talk. The...
"What do I look like?"
Ren blinked.
"What?"
"What do I actually look like?" Her voice was closer now, right behind him. "I'm... a little curious."
Ren processed this. That's... actually a very valid question.
"Do you want me to describe you?"
"Yes! I mean, if it's okay. You're literally the only person in the world who can see me. And I'm... curious."
Ren turned around. Through his X-ray vision, he could see Hagakure standing there in her UA uniform. Her expression was expectant, even excited.
"Alright," Ren said. "But this is going to be weird."
"Everything about us is weird. That ship has already sailed."
"Good point."
Ren stepped closer, studying her features carefully. Now that he was actually paying attention, he noticed details he had overlooked before.
"Your eyes are somewhere between green and yellow," he began. "Similar to the color of your hair."
"Really?" Hagakure sounded delighted.
"Yeah. And they're big. Like an anime character's."
"Are they cute?"
"Too cute."
"Yes!" She pumped her fist in the air, which looked strange since he could only see it through his special vision while her clothes moved mysteriously.
Ren continued, warming up to the task.
"Your hair reaches your shoulders. It's light green, like mint ice cream. I'd also say it's a shade similar to emerald green; honestly, it's hard to describe, I've never seen a color like this before."
"How cool! Is it a pretty shade?"
"It's... yeah, it's very pretty. It suits you."
"And my face? Is my nose weird?"
Ren examined her carefully. "Your nose is small. You have a very... approachable face."
"Approachable?"
"You look friendly. Like someone people would want to talk to at a party."
"Aww, that's so sweet."
There was a pause. Then Hagakure's voice turned a bit mischievous.
"And my body?"
And here we go, Ren thought, feeling the heat creep up his neck.
"Your body?"
"Yeah. I mean, you already mentioned my breasts during the exam. But what about everything else? Am I in good shape? Do I look athletic? Is my butt cute?"
She's really going for it, Ren marveled. Zero shame.
"You're in excellent shape," Ren said sincerely. "You look athletic but not bulky. Your legs are toned, probably from all the training. And yes, your butt is cute."
"How cute? Like, on a scale of one to ten?"
"Are you seriously asking me to rate your butt?"
"Yes! I've literally never seen it! I need to know!"
Ren couldn't help but laugh. "Fine. It's an eight."
"Only an eight?"
"Eight point five."
"Better."
Hagakure brushed past him toward the stairs. "Come on."
"Where are we going?"
"To my room. I want to make this more exciting."
This is either the best or the worst decision I'm going to make today, Ren thought as he followed the floating clothes upstairs.
Hagakure's room was exactly what he expected from a teenage girl: organized chaos. Posters on the walls, mostly pop singers and some heroes. A desk covered in schoolwork. A large bed with way too many pillows and a full-length mirror.
She stood in front of the mirror, and Ren positioned himself behind her, activating his X-ray vision fully.
"Alright," Hagakure said, her voice full of excitement. "Describe everything. I want the full picture."
Ren swallowed hard. Through his vision, he could see her perfectly: every detail of her face, her body, her curious expression.
"I'd say you aren't a very tall girl. Maybe five foot three?" he started. "Slender build but with attractive curves. Your skin is..."
"Wait," Hagakure interrupted. "This is too formal. Just... talk to me normally."
Ren took a deep breath. "Okay. You have a very pretty face. Your eyes are your best feature; they're expressive. Your smile is contagious. You have a tiny mole right under your left eye."
"I have a mole?"
"Yeah. It's cute."
Hagakure touched her invisible face, trying to feel it. Then she did something that sent Ren's heart rate skyrocketing. She started taking off her shirt.
"Wait, what are you...?"
"Relax. You already saw me naked during the exam, remember?" Her uniform shirt flew into the air. "Besides, I want to know what I look like. And you're the only one who can help me with that."
Now she was standing in front of the mirror in just her skirt and bra. Through his vision, Ren could see everything clearly: her toned abdomen, the curve of her waist, her chest rising and falling with her breath.
"Keep going," she encouraged. "What do you see now?"
She's not embarrassed at all, Ren realized. In fact, she's enjoying this.
"Your belly is flat. Your waist curves nicely into your hips. And your shoulders are..."
"What about my tits?" she interrupted cheerfully. "You said D-cup before. Were you accurate or just guessing?"
Ren felt his face burning. "I hope I got it right."
"Let me tell you, you're correct; the last time I was measured, they said I'm a D-cup. However, it's one thing to be measured and another to be seen... So, do they look good?"
"Hagakure-san..."
"Come on, Ren! Do they look good or not?"
"Yes," Ren admitted. "More than good. They're perfect for your body type."
"Woohoo!" She did a little hop, which caused them to bounce, drawing Ren's gaze to both breasts.
Then Hagakure turned around, looking over her invisible shoulder into the mirror.
"And what about the back?" she asked. "Does my butt really deserve an eight point five?"
Ren's mouth went dry. Through his vision, he could see the shape of her ass clearly.
"Definitely an eight point five," he managed to say.
Hagakure giggled. Then she did something completely unexpected: she swayed her hips, moving her butt in a deliberately seductive way.
"What are you doing?" Ren asked, his voice strangled.
"Trying something out," Hagakure said innocently. "I always wondered if I could be sexy if I wanted to. You know, if someone could actually see me."
She's killing me, Ren thought. She's really killing me and she doesn't even realize it.
"Well?" Hagakure asked. "Is it working?"
"Yes," Ren said truthfully. "It's working."
"Good to know!" She turned back to face him. Her hands moved to the clasp of her bra. "Okay, last question before I lose my nerve."
"What question?"
"Do my nipples look normal? I have no idea what normal looks like for nipples."
Ren choked on air. "Are you seriously going to...?"
"Last chance to leave," Hagakure said, and despite the casual tone, Ren could hear genuine permission in her voice. She was giving him an out if he wanted it.
Screw it, Ren decided. I died a virgin in my past life. I'm not making that mistake again.
"I'm not going anywhere," he said.
The bra unclasped. It hit the floor. And Ren had his first clear, unobstructed, fully consensual view of Hagakure's breasts.
They were perfect. Round and firm. Her nipples were a soft pink color, already slightly hardened from the cool air and, Ren suspected, the thrill of being watched.
Definitely D-cups, Ren thought appreciatively.
"Well?" Hagakure asked, and he could hear the smile in her voice. "Verdict?"
"Your nipples are perfect," Ren said, abandoning any pretense of professionalism. "Pink, and absolutely perfect."
"Pink! That's actually really cute," she covered her invisible breasts with her hands, lifting them slightly. "And they aren't too big?"
"They're exactly the way they should be."
Hagakure turned to face him fully, completely topless. Through his vision, Ren could see the blush spreading across her chest and up her neck.
"You know what's funny?" she said.
"What?"
"This is actually pretty liberating. I've spent my whole life being invisible, never knowing what I looked like. And now I finally know. Thanks to a bald pervert with X-ray vision."
"Hey, that was hurtful," Ren protested weakly.
Hagakure laughed. Then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her skirt.
"Want to see the rest?"
Ren's brain suffered a momentary pause. "Are you sure about this?"
"Ren, I'm topless in front of you asking about my nipples. I think we're past the point of being sure about things."
She was right. Hagakure slowly slid her skirt down, revealing simple white panties underneath. Then, without any hesitation, those went too.
And just like that, Toru Hagakure was completely naked in front of him. Ren's eyes traveled over her body, taking in every detail. The curve of her hips. Her toned thighs. The small gap between her legs. And between those legs...
"So?" Hagakure asked, completely unbothered by her nudity. "Final evaluation?"
"You're beautiful," Ren said simply. "The whole package."
"Even down there?" she gestured vaguely toward her lower area. "I was always worried it might look weird."
She's asking me to evaluate her vagina, his brain kindly informed him. This is my life now.
"It looks perfect," Ren said. "I mean, I'm not exactly an expert, but from what I've seen in... educational materials... yours is very aesthetic."
Hagakure burst out laughing. "Educational materials? You mean porn?"
"I'm trying to be respectful here!"
Hagakure stepped closer to him, and Ren could see her expression clearly now: playful, curious, and definitely interested.
"Can I ask you something?" Hagakure said.
"At this point, ask me whatever you want."
"Are you turned on right now?"
Ren felt his face go completely red. "Yes."
"Can I see?"
Okay, this is happening, Ren thought. How did we get to this? I didn't even manipulate anything this time.
"You want to see my penis?"
"Well, yeah. It's only fair, right? You've seen everything of me."
Ren's hands moved to his belt almost on autopilot. He unbuckled it, unzipped his pants, and pushed them down along with his boxers. His erection sprang free, fully hard and pointing straight toward Hagakure's invisible form.
There was a long moment of silence.
Then: "Whoa."
"Whoa good or whoa bad?" Ren asked nervously.
"Whoa good. Definitely whoa good. That's... bigger than I expected."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"You should." Hagakure moved closer, and Ren could see her eyes fixed on his erection with undisguised curiosity. "Can I touch it?"
Ren's brain stopped working entirely. "You want to touch it?"
"I mean, I've never seen one in real life. And yours is right there. And I'm curious." She paused. "Is it weird? It's probably weird."
"It's not weird," Ren said quickly. "Touch whatever you want."
He felt invisible fingers wrap around his member; tentative at first, then more confident. Hagakure's hand was soft and warm, and the sensation of being touched by someone invisible was incredibly surreal.
"It's hot," Hagakure said in awe. "And hard. But also soft on the outside? How strange."
"Welcome to anatomy."
Her hand started to move, stroking him slowly from base to tip. Ren had to stifle a groan.
"Does this feel good?" Hagakure asked.
"Yes," Ren managed to say. "Very good."
"Interesting," she picked up the speed a bit. "You know what I just realized?"
"What?" Ren gasped.
"You can see me doing this. You can see my hand on your penis. But I can't see myself. That's actually pretty hot."
Through his vision, Ren could see that Hagakure's nipples had hardened even more. Her breathing had quickened. And between her legs, he could see the first signs of wetness.
"Hagakure," Ren said carefully, "are you... enjoying this?"
"Maybe," she said shyly. Her hand didn't stop moving. "Is it a problem?"
"Not in the slightest."
"Good. Because I have another question."
"Shoot."
"What do I look like right now? Describe it to me."
Ren swallowed hard. "You're standing in front of me, completely naked. Your hand is wrapped around my penis. Your nipples are hard. You're breathing faster. And..." he hesitated.
"And what?"
"And you're wet."
There was a sharp intake of breath. "You can see that?"
"Yes."
"Is it... obvious?"
"Yes."
"Wow." Hagakure's hand kept stroking him. "Good to know."
She suddenly pulled her hand away from his penis, and Ren felt the urge to protest. But then she guided him toward her bed.
"Lie down," she ordered.
Ren complied, his erection pointing upward as he lay on his back. He watched through his vision as Hagakure climbed onto the bed, positioning herself over him.
"I want to try something," she said.
Before Ren could ask what, he felt her drop her butt onto his face.
Holy crap, Ren thought as Hagakure's sex pressed against his mouth. She's sitting on my face.
"Is this okay?" Hagakure asked, though her tone suggested she already knew the answer.
Ren's response was to grab her invisible butt with both hands and pull her down harder against his mouth. His tongue found her folds immediately, tasting the sweetness of her arousal.
"Oh, fuck!" Hagakure gasped above him.
Ren went to work with enthusiasm. His tongue flicked along her slit from bottom to top, lingering to circle her clitoris before heading back down. Hagakure's taste was intoxicating: sweet, musky, and completely addictive.
"Oh... ngh!" Hagakure cooed. Her hips began to move, grinding against his face. "Your tongue... fuck... that feels incredible..."
Ren redoubled his efforts. He focused on her clitoris now, lapping at it with quick, concentrated strokes. His hands squeezed her butt, holding her in place as she writhed on top of him. Through his vision, he could see Hagakure's face clearly: her mouth open in a silent moan, her eyes squeezed shut, her expression one of pure ecstasy.
"Ren... I... I think I'm gonna..." Hagakure couldn't finish the sentence.
Ren took her clitoris into his mouth, applying gentle suction as his tongue flicked against it rapidly.
That was it. Hagakure came with a loud, uninhibited cry. Her thighs clamped around Ren's head as her whole body shuddered from the force of the climax. Ren kept licking, prolonging her pleasure until she had to physically push his head away from hypersensitivity.
"Holy... crap..." Hagakure gasped, climbing off his face. "That was... wow..."
Ren wiped his mouth, smiling toward where he knew her face was. "Good?"
"Understatement of the century."
She went quiet for a moment, catching her breath. Then:
"Your turn."
Before Ren could process what she meant, he felt her invisible mouth wrap around his erection.
"Fuck!" Ren gasped.
The sensation was completely surreal. The wet heat of her mouth. The pressure of her lips. The swirl of her tongue. Through his X-ray vision, he could see everything clearly: Hagakure's head between his legs, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, her hand wrapped around the base of his member.
This is the hottest thing I've ever experienced, Ren thought deliriously.
Hagakure worked with surprising skill for someone who claimed it was her first time. She took him deep, almost to the back of her throat, before pulling back to focus on the tip. Her tongue swirled around the glans, lapping at it constantly.
The. Best. Isekai. Ever.
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