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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Nekorune
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[I pass by your house every day, how can this be my first time seeing you?]
It was the dialogue of a male actor from the TV.
It likely signaled the start of a romance film. But Miyuki wasn’t able to fully hear that line.
No, more precisely, she didn’t have the opportunity to.
With her legs placed on top of Matsuda’s thighs, she was deeply engaged in a kiss with him.
She could feel the sweet taste of green tea latte and the savory flavor of milk in her mouth.
Suddenly, something warm and moist entered her mouth.
At first, it tried to push its way through her tightly closed upper and lower teeth, but soon turned around and settled for grazing against her teeth and gums instead.
Huu…!
Matsuda’s heated breath tickled her philtrum and lips.
As if influenced by his warmth, her own body heated up in an instant.
Where did this start?
She wasn’t sure. It felt like at some point, their faces had naturally drawn close to each other.
In fact, she was expecting things to turn out like this.
From the moment she suggested going to this very café today.
Perhaps deep down, she had been hoping for this to happen.
That seemed evident, given how she accepted Matsuda’s tongue without any resistance.
*lick*
His tongue caressed the soft inner part of her upper lip.
The sensation of his tongue exploring inside of her mouth… was not bad.
Even the sensation of Matsuda’s pointy nose touching her cheek felt good as well.
As time went by, it seemed her sexual curiosity was growing.
She felt like she was gradually waking up to her sexuality…
Was this normal?
Or was she just a pervert?
Haah…!
Miyuki let out the breath she had been holding back through her nose, and wondered what kind of face would Matsuda–who had been leading the kiss–be making.
So she took a quick peek.
“…”
Matsuda’s face was serious, his eyebrows furrowed.
It looked like he was dissatisfied with something.
Why was he making that face? Was he displeased with her being so passive about the kiss?
Was her mouth too tightly closed? Should she have kept her mouth more open?
Or perhaps she should have been a little more proactive?
‘B-but I don’t know how to…’
Just as anxiety began to creep into Miyuki’s heart, she saw it.
The hand Matsuda had placed on her thigh, clenching and unclenching.
He can’t be feeling anxious… so, why is he acting this way?
Miyuki wished she could read Matsuda’s thoughts, and peer inside his head at this very moment.
Just as she had that thought, she noticed Matsuda’s hand hesitate as it started to move toward her waist.
Only then did she understand why he was reacting the way he was.
He was struggling to resist the temptation to touch her body while they were kissing.
He must have been afraid of making her feel uncomfortable or get startled.
Matsuda was indeed a pervert. But his self-control was admirable.’
The fact that his rationality was prevailing over his instincts meant he valued her comfort.
And that made her feel cherished.
She also felt a pang of jealousy.
Although he had never mentioned it, it was clear Matsuda had been with several women before.
He must have touched them freely while kissing…
Such thoughts made her somewhat angry.
‘No…’
Instead of indulging in negative thoughts fueled by jealousy, she should think positively.
She ought to focus on the fact that Matsuda was treating her differently, as if she is special compared to the other women.
Scolding herself, Miyuki closed her eyes again and relaxed her clenched teeth just a little.
At that moment, Matsuda’s tongue, which had been standing by, darted in, colliding with Miyuki’s.
Caught off guard by his eagerness, Miyuki’s body noticeably flinched.
Startled by this sensation she was experiencing for the first time, she instinctively clenched her teeth shut again.
*snap*
However, she had unknowingly closed her teeth while Matsuda’s tongue was still inside her mouth.
“Ugh…!”
A short pained grunt escaped Matsuda’s lips.
At the same time, his tongue quickly withdrew, scraping against Miyuki’s teeth on its way out.
“…?”
Confused by the sudden end of the kiss, Miyuki opened her eyes.
She then noticed Matsuda, his hand at his mouth, his face contorted.
“Ah…!”
This quickly snapped Miyuki back into her senses, and she rushed to check on Matsuda.
“I’m, I’m sorry…! Are you okay?”
Matsuda didn’t respond. He simply shrugged his shoulders and chuckled.
That was unmistakably a laugh of disbelief.
“I’m sorry… I’m really sorry…”
Miyuki’s face turned almost teary as she kept apologizing.
Watching her, Matsuda broke into a grin and made a light joke.
“You’re always calling people idiots, but aren’t you the real idiot here?”
From the sound of his voice, it did not seem like he was upset.
Perhaps his laughter wasn’t out of disbelief but rather because he found her actions endearingly foolish.
She felt sorry, embarrassed, and pathetic.
She had heard that some people had their tongues cut while kissing… It was such a relief that hadn’t happened.
“I’m fine, let’s just continue watching the movie.”
At the sound of his deep, soothing voice, Miyuki lowered her head and replied,
“Okay…”
With slumped shoulders, Miyuki turned her gaze back to the TV.
She couldn’t watch what the movie was trying to show.
She didn’t even understand what the actors were saying.
It was not like she didn’t want to focus. She simply couldn’t.
She was sad because the pleasant atmosphere had been completely shattered.
‘Next time, I definitely need to stay still…’
Miyuki made this resolution again and again as she sneaked glances at Matsuda.
His mouth was moving from side to side. It seemed like he was rolling his tongue around inside.
It seemed to her that it still hurted… And this made her wish she could turn back time.
‘I’ve ruined it…’
Miyuki let out a long, internal sigh. She downed her strawberry smoothie in one go and nervously fidgeted with her toes, revealing her distraught mood.
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Miyuki held my hand tightly the entire way home, as if she was apologizing for biting my tongue.
Not just that, she pressed her fingernail into the back of my hand, leaving cross-shaped marks.
There were already five such marks.
It seemed like her unique way of saying sorry or showing affection…
But her behavior was so endearing that I found it hard to focus on driving, feeling like I might burst into laughter at any moment.
“You always scold me for driving one-handed, and now you…”
“That’s just because… everyone’s there…”
“Is there a Cultural Festival meeting tomorrow too?”
“Yeah… After the student council meeting… Why? Are you going somewhere?”
“No, I’ll wait for you.”
“Uh, I don’t know when it’ll end… maybe just study in the library then?”
She won’t tell me to go ahead without her since she’s sorry.
It seems like her desire to be with me outweighs everything else.
Is it that my passion surges every time I see Miyuki becoming more infatuated with me?
It feels like my whole body is brimming with enthusiasm.
“I’ll be buying some groceries at a nearby store, so call me when you’re done.”
“Okay… but… do you still eat things like soy sauce fried rice when you’re alone?”
“Uh…”
“How many times have I told you that’s not good for your health? Can’t you get a bento from the convenience store or something?”
“I often eat karaage bentos too.”
“Not like that… I’m talking about a healthy bento.”
“Healthy ones don’t taste good.”
Miyuki snorted, seemingly annoyed.
She was still tightly holding my hand as she spoke.
“Still, make sure to eat those. What will you do if you ruin your health?”
Whenever Miyuki nags me out of concern, she reverts to her old assertive self.
That’s exactly what she was doing now.
She was scolding me in an elevated tone of voice.
“The human body isn’t ruined that easily.”
“Keep thinking that way and you’ll suddenly find yourself very sick one day.”
“Are you putting a curse on me or something?”
“It’s not a curse, I’m just concerned about you, you idi— Eek!”
Miyuki’s body suddenly twitched as if she’d had a minor convulsion.
It was because my hand had subtly moved to the inside of her thigh.
It wasn’t intentional. While Miyuki was speaking in such a serious tone, she adjusted her sitting position, and her legs happened to part slightly.
To put it simply, it was out of sheer luck. A happy accident.
Her school uniform skirt was bunched up, revealing the contour of her legs.
They were long and sensuous.
Perhaps it was because they were mostly covered by the uniform?
This view was more satisfying than seeing her bare legs at the beach.
The fact that her inner thigh was pressing against my hand was a bonus.
Miyuki, who had inadvertently rewarded me…
“…”
Was simply blinking as she stared at my hand that had ventured into her thighs.
Judging by her indecisive reaction, she seemed pretty flustered.
She seemed to need a little help.
“Loosen up.”
“…Huh? What?”
“Let go. I can’t take my hand out because you’re pressing down on it.”
“Oh…! Right… I’ll do that…!”
She hurriedly relaxed her thigh muscles and stared blankly at me.
A look that seemed to ask, ‘Why weren’t you pulling away?’
With a mischievous smile, I gently caressed Miyuki’s thigh with my palm as I pulled my hand away.
“Eek!”
At my unexpected action, Miyuki reacted so strongly that it seemed as though she might jump out of her seat.
She shuddered as if an electric current ran through her body and then confronted me.
“Matsuda-kun! You asked me to let go just to do that!?”
“Yes.”
“…”
Any remnants of her feisty demeanor vanished, and she sat with her mouth open, with a dumbfounded expression.
I guess she was at a loss for words after I just admitted it outright.
Seeing her like that, I chuckled quietly and then, with both hands on the steering wheel, continued driving in silence.
When we finally arrived at Miyuki’s home…
She, who had been silent until now, unbuckled her seatbelt and spoke up.
“Tomorrow, after the club activities are over, I’ll be at the library, reviewing what we learned today…”
She seemed willing to overlook the earlier thigh incident.
It was surprising. I had thought she’d call me a pervert and tell me never to do that again
Did something change her mind at the café earlier?
“I’ll wait for an hour.”
“Earlier you said that you would wait…”
“What will you do if I don’t wait? Punish me again, like earlier?”
After I finished speaking, I stuck out my tongue, emphasizing the earlier incident where she bit me, her face flushed bright red.
“That, that wasn’t punishment…!”
“Then what was it?”
“…Why are you so frivolous, Matsuda-kun? Does it amuse you? Is it fun for you?”
How can I resist teasing you when you’re so reactive?
You might get angry and frustrated, but you’re too kind to pinch or hit me.
The only insult you know is “idiot,” which makes you look even cuter.
“Sorry.”
Wearing a mischievous grin, I readily apologized. Miyuki hesitated for a moment and then let out a long sigh.
“Ah… You’re really unbelievable… I should go now… Thanks for the ride…”
“Be careful on your way in.”
“It’s just a few steps to the house. What is there to be careful about?”
See? You keep giving me opportunities to tease you.
I want to tell you not to drop your keys like last time, but I’ll hold back.
Glancing at me once, Miyuki got out of the car, and then stared intently at me.
“What?”
“I just… wanted to tell you to be careful going home.”
“Isn’t that what I said?”
“I just felt like saying it as well… I’ll really go now…”
Miyuki weakly bid her farewell and cautiously shut the passenger door.
She seemed so lonely on her way back…
This made me feel a sudden urge to comfort her.
*creak*
Without a second thought, I opened the driver’s door and stepped out, striding towards Miyuki.
Hearing the unexpected noise, she turned around, her eyes widening in surprise.
Without warning, I reached for the top of her head, pulled her towards me, and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead.
I then ruffled her hair playfully and returned to my car, driving off toward my home.
Miyuki appeared in the center of my side mirror, staring blankly as my car grew more distant.
Her tousled hair actually looked pretty good on her.
‘Maybe tomorrow I’ll ask you to cook for me at my place.’
If you’re so concerned about my health, you should be able to do that for me, right?
Right, Miyuki? I’m counting on you.
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