The Saint Who Sits Next to Me Occasionally Doesn’t Wear Underwear and Secretly Tells Me What’s Under Her Skirt

I am Himuro Haruki and there’s a “Saint” in my class.

Saotome Seira. Neat, lovely, and above all, the most beautiful girl in the entire school, she’s the object of every boy’s affection. However, lately, she’s started whispering to me only.

“Today it’s black.”

“…What are you talking about?”

“What do you think?”

As I stood there bewildered, the Saint smiled playfully.

This is a secret story about the Saint who only tells me, in secret, about what’s under her skirt.