"We Don\'t Need Nipple Cover"(a story video with dance)

I created an MMDNovel (a story video with dance)!You can download the high-resolution version (2560×1440) from the link below.https://www.patreon.com/posts/132449097日本語版:https://www.iwara.tv/video/2L0Eu7TX3pAXbE\n中文版:https://www.iwara.tv/video/ysLrwNiKMUwsxNーーーーーーー　STORY　ーーーーーーー"We Don\'t Need Nipple Cover"The long-awaited day of the school festival had finally arrived.Even though I had been looking forward to performing our dance for so long,I found myself feeling more nervous than I ever expected.I took deep breaths, over and over.After countless hours of club practice, I had finally become good enough to perform in front of an audience.And yet, the pounding of my heart just wouldn’t settle down."Shiro, are you okay?""Namiki...My heart is beating so loudly, it’s like it’s trying to escape."I took a small breath.My heartbeat was so loud, I was afraid others might hear it too."You’re definitely going to be fine. Shiro, you practiced so hard.Once you’re on stage, you’ll be okay!"Aoi-chan encouraged me with a bright smile.Even though she had to be just as embarrassed and nervous as I was.Yes, we’re going to stand on stage.In front of everyone.In this outfit.We’d have to smile, stretch out our arms and legs, and dance around.There would definitely be people from our class in the audience.Just thinking about that made my knees tremble again.Our dance club performed every year at the school festival.And the reason our act always drew attention—was the costumes.Dancing in outfits that were almost bare skin,we showed the contours of our bodies in full detail,making it impossible to fake anything. That was the essence of our expression.But this year, there was a problem with the costume.Namiki’s face looked dark."This year, they said nipple cover aren’t allowed...""What? But last year it was fine..."I asked, shocked.I had thought those costumes were the very symbol of our club."They rejected it during the teacher inspection this morning..."Namiki replied.Starting this year, the school had tightened its compliance rules.nipple cover were deemed "inappropriate for students"and were rejected by the faculty.The issue had been raised because Namiki\'s pasties started to show.In today’s world, our outfits could be seen as "sexual" or "indecent"—there was a risk of being misunderstood.She had protested desperately, but they wouldn’t budge."But we’re doing this seriously..."The members looked heartbroken.More than the shock of our bodies being perceived as "sexual,"what hit hardest was the idea that everything we had prepared so farwas suddenly invalidated."I’m so sorry...It’s my fault...Because of my nipples are so big..."Namiki, overcome with guilt, began to cry.At that moment, Haruka-senpai stood up."Then,why don’t we just not wear nipple cover?"For a moment, I didn’t understand what she meant.—But this was what she was saying:"We don’t need costumes.Our dance has always been about being free from costumes in the first place."Haruka-senpai’s voice echoed through the quiet clubroom."If we wear bare instead of nipple cover,that should be fine in terms of compliance, right?""Are you sure?"Kujou asked anxiously.After thinking it over, Namiki nodded."Yeah... That might work.The school only banned nipple cover specifically..."But I was still unsure.That would mean…our nipples, our crotches would be fully visible to the audience.Sensing my unease, Haruka-senpai spoke gently."Shiro-chan, I understand how embarrassing it feels.But I think… it’s because we show ourselves like that, that something real can come through."I was starting to understand what she meant.What really mattered wasn’t our technique or how we looked to others—it was how we faced ourselves, stripped of everything.From that day on, we trained nonstop. Every single day.Just not having that one layer of fabric made the dance feel completely different.Everyone’s movements became smaller, shyer.We danced in front of mirrors, staring at our own reflections.At first, I couldn’t help but avert my eyes.But as we kept dancing,we gradually got used to our bare—and each other’s, too."Next up, we have the Dance Club!"The announcer’s voice called us.I stood up."Everyone, let’s go."Namiki started climbing the steps to the stage.I followed right behind her.Yes—I was ready.Ready to expose everything.I tried to walk with confidence, but my gaze kept falling downward.I could feel the audience’s eyes focused on our bodies.The moment before the music started felt unbearably long.My embarrassment swelled with scattered thoughts."That guy... he’s from our class...""That man is just taking tons of body photos..."Only bad things kept flooding my mind.—My thoughts were a mess whenour music finally began.But even though my heart was racing,my body began to move to the rhythm naturally.♪ DANCE ♪After the dance, I exhaled deeply.My legs were shaking so badly, I thought I’d collapse if I relaxed.There was a strange heat burning at the center of my stomach."Shiro, you did it!"As soon as we stepped off stage, Aoi-chan hugged me.Our bodies were soaked in sweat, but I didn’t mind at all."You were amazing!" she said."I thought I was going to die of embarrassment at first,but we made it to the end—and it actually felt good."Maki-san said shyly, and the other members laughed and nodded."Now we could probably walk around the festival in this appearance."Aoi joked."Let’s do it for real!"Namiki replied with a laugh."Shiro, you were so nervous at first, but you moved the best!"Aoi’s compliment was quickly followed by the rest of the team praising me all at once.Embarrassment mixed with a deep sense of accomplishment—and tears welled up in my eyes.Then, Namiki brought over a man with a camera."Everyone! Let’s take a commemorative photo! Let’s make this a memory!"I was a little surprised but quickly replied,"Yes! Let’s capture this moment."We were sweaty and our hair was a mess,but no one cared anymore.Even this appearance—oddly enough—didn’t bother us anymore."What pose should we do?"Aoi asked."How about this?"Namiki, blushing bright red, struck a bold pose."Whoa, Senpai, amazing!""Legendary!""So sexy!"We all laughed loudly together."Okay, ready—say cheese!"All our tension melted away as we smiled in unison, striking the same pose.We’d never dare do something like this normally.But right now—we felt unstoppable.The camera shutter clicked.And as I thought, “This photo will last forever,”I realized the feeling inside mewasn’t embarrassment.—It was joy.My body felt hot,and before I knew it, I was striking a silly pose.When the shutter clicked again, I thought, “This must be wrong somehow.”And yet—a part of me wanted everyone to see me like this.Not just that.I wanted everyone to see our dance in these outfits,to witness how we laid bare our entire selves.The good parts, the bad parts, even the parts I wanted to hide—I wanted to show everything.Because surely,this is what our "expression" truly is.