Chapter 126 – Plums and Peaches #2
“Wow…! This is really delicious…?”
Yogurt peach between chocolate and strawberry.
It was Miyuki’s impression after taking a bite of it.
Chinami shook her head as if satisfied with her sincere admiration.
“Yes? Is it delicious?”
“Yes…! To be honest, I wasn’t expecting it, I didn’t know it would be this delicious…”
“Whoa… Lenka was like that the first time I ate.”
“If it’s Lenka… Are you referring to Inoo-senpai?”
“Right. Do you know?”
“I’ve seen you two or three times. The other day, we met outside and said hello. He was a good person.”
“Yes? He may look a little hard on the outside, but he is a very close friend on the inside.”
They slowly start to talk, but it’s the first time they’ve become friends, so I don’t know if there’s much to say.
Sitting next to Miyuki, sipping only coffee, I pricked up my ears as Chinami, who was conversing on all sorts of topics, brought up her topic about her massage.
“Have you ever received a massage from junior Hanazawa?”
“A massage? Yes I have it.”
I did.
Right after a gig, or sometimes when Miyuki whines.
“Didn’t her body become limp in an instant and turn into a haggard?”
It’s just Chinami-like, but why does it sound so naughty?
The same was true of Miyuki, as she paused while eating the ice cream and raised her head.
“That… Sloppy… Slobbery…?”
“It means getting tired.”
“Ah… Languid… Not particularly languid, just… Um… I don’t know how to explain it. Has Nanase-senpai ever gotten a massage from Matsuda-kun?”
“Yes.”
“I guess you got tired then?”
“Right. As soon as I got home, I immediately fell asleep. Oh, and this…”
Chinami took out something of hers from the front pocket of her bag.
A round object the size of half the palm of your hand.
Chinami gave it to Miyuki and smiled brightly.
“It’s my mom’s badge I brought from home. It will be very cute if you stick it on her bag or purse. I hope you will accept it.”
Miyuki asked after accepting the badge filled with her mother’s vicious energy and examining it.
“Are you just giving it to me?”
“Sure. I have several at home, so if you need more, you can tell me.”
“Thank you so much…! Wait…”
Seeking his understanding, Miyuki attached a badge to the front of her bag.
Then he picked up the bag and showed it to Chinami.
“How about it?”
“It suits you very, very well. It’s a picture perfect.”
Since the size of the bag is so large and the design is boring in black, I honestly couldn’t say that it went well with it.
Still, there is a cute feeling as much as the points were given.
Miyuki’s expression changed even more brightly as she looked around the bag that had been corrupted by her mother.
Then Chinami hesitated and continued her words.
“There are also stickers to decorate the diary, so if you are interested, let me know.”
“May I?”
“Of course. I will welcome you anytime.”
Two people I like. The picture is not bad because they are like close sisters.
It looks like Miyuki is adjusting to Chinami… Am I mistaken?
I feel like I can handle Chinami well.
**
“I really enjoyed today. I hope to see you again next time.”
Chinami arrives at her mansion and bows down to her.
Miyuki got out of the car and greeted me.
“Me too. Enter carefully, old man.”
After that, Chinami, who briefly talked about her and Miyuki, bowed her head to me as well, and she entered the mansion.
“Matsuda-kun, senpai greets you like that, but I have to get out of the car, what if I just wave my hand?”
As soon as I climbed into her passenger seat, I looked at Miyuki, who was sternly bruised, as if I was tired of it.
“Do I have to be that strict?”
“It’s a joke. You seem like a very gentle person by nature.”
“Right. That’s the kind of person How was your day?”
“It was fun. By the way…”
Miyuki, who lost her words, opened her eyes.
“Why again?”
“What kind of massage did you give him, so he’s tired?”
It’s a massage you can usually get at a shop, but it’s something you don’t see often in a normal relationship between a man and a woman… It was something like that.
I’m glad Chinami didn’t mention oil when talking about massage.
I gently stroked Miyuki’s head, who was showing a bit of jealousy.
“I will do it for you tomorrow too. And on Saturday I go home. I’ll pick you up at night.”
“Saturday? Why?”
“Senior Inoo called me that day.”
“Really? What brings you here?”
“I don’t know either.”
“Will it take long?”
“Maybe?”
“Okay…? Okay.”
It seemed like he was going to go through it unexpectedly, but he seemed to think that Lenka called me with the authority of her manager.
“Is there anything you want to buy? Or would you like to see a movie?”
“No. Today, my mother is coming soon. Because I stayed out last night…”
“So, are you going right now?”
“Yes.”
On the way to drop off Miyuki like that and return to her house.
I found Tetsuya by accident.
She is running through the neighborhood in her sportswear, and judging from the fact that she is sweating profusely, it seems that she has been running for quite some time.
I wondered if I had gained a little bit of belly fat these days, so I must have been exercising steadily.
Beep-!
I hit the clockion very briefly, and he turns around, recognizes my car, and pauses.
I parked the car near him and opened the driver’s window.
“Were you exercising?”
“Yes. Are you… On your way back from eating ice cream?”
Saying that, Tetsuya looked at the passenger seat.
I responded with a short laugh at the guy’s behavior looking for Miyuki.
“Uh. Miyuki went home.”
“I see… Are you going home now?”
“To do so. That’s right, can you come alone tomorrow?”
“Why? Do you have a job?”
Is this bastard’s shameless piercing the sky?
Are you doing that because you say good things? Should I have just told you not to burn from now on?
Or do you want to keep me from getting closer to Miyuki?
Don’t you know that it’s already too late?
It feels like having a conversation with a person who lacks social skills.
Who said that if the favor goes on she knows it’s a right?
That proverb resonates greatly.
Anyway, now you are out.
It touches your nerves and even slams the door… It’s impossible unless you’re a Buddha to pick you up, who doesn’t even know how to show manners.
No, if you do it that way, even the Buddha will break your head with a wooden table.
“I have no work, but I am tired. Sleep time is getting shorter.”
“Ah… Then there’s nothing you can do about it. Okay.”
I gestured to Tetsuya, who nodded sadly, to go, then released the brake and moved away from him.
After that, I slowed down around the corner.
Because a pretty woman with a slight tan and full of health was walking by.
Making eye contact with hers, she raised one of her hands in gratitude and walked past her car.
Stepping on the accelerator again and starting the car, I looked at the woman in the rearview mirror.
There is a scene where Tetsuya, who starts running again from a distance, is talking about something…
Are you Tetsuya’s older sister? When she plays Tokiaka, she only comes out with a few lines of text?
Lubko… No, if you recall that a man’s older sister or mother who is taken away from the NTL genre is beautiful, it’s a national rule.
Suddenly, blood rushes to your lower leg, but it could be not your real sister, but just a close friend in the neighborhood.
It’s a very busy time right now, and even Hiyori hasn’t met, so don’t try to swing your lower body wildly.
So be patient, my cock.
**
The next afternoon, activity time.
“Matsuda.”
I was cleaning my shinobi by myself in the storage room, but when the door opened and I heard a gruff voice, I turned my head.
“Why? Director.”
“What about Chinami?”
“I went to dry the laundry.”
“Okay…? I sent you the location I took at lunch today… Did you check it?”
“I did. Until 8 in the morning, right? I’ll be there before it’s too late. But I have a question for you.”
“Tell me.”
“When is it done?”
“If you’re talking about a wish… I can’t give you a definite answer.”
“So why are you worried?”
“You don’t look worried at all, do you?”
Since you don’t have a few wishes, it’s because everything is predictable.
Shrugging my shoulders, I put the polished bamboo sword neatly in place.
“Are you done talking?”
“It’s over.”
“Then I will go to Master.”
Swoop.
Lenka silently moved to the side of the door.
I passed by her and said with a smirk.
“See you tomorrow.”
“…. Okay.”
I went out of the room and went up to the hill, sat down on a bench, and looked at Chinami’s back as she smiled while looking at something.
“Hmm…”
I look up at the sky with my head leaning against the back of the bench, but I feel sleepy.
Approaching Chinami, I shoved her face over her shoulder and pretended to be there.
“Are you done washing?”
“Meaat!?”
Chinami freaked out.
The slightly damp towel slipped out of her hand, which bounced all over her body in a startled surprise.
I reached out my hand after snatching the towel that was floating in the air.
“Here you go.”
“Ah… Oh, thank you… And my junior…! I can’t use it to surprise people like that…! To come stealthily and catch up… As a kendo master, you should be confident…!”
“I didn’t come stealthily, but…”
“Hmmmm… What are you doing anyway?”
“I came to help Master after cleaning the bamboo sword.”
“Is that so? Everything here is done. By the way, was Hanazawa Junior-sama satisfied yesterday?”
“I was very satisfied. Momo’s badge I received yesterday was cute and I liked it… I went to school wearing it today.”
“Whoops… I’m glad. Shall we go down to the club together?”
“Take a break. I have nothing to do.”
As she sat down right next to Chinami, she winced and swallowed her saliva.
They seemed surprised because they were so close that their pelvises were touching each other.
I asked after removing the leaves from her hair.
“Did you have a hard time doing the laundry?”
“No…? Is that what you used to do…?”
“You look tired.”
“Yes…? It can’t be… Ah…! Come to think of it, I feel like my shoulder muscles are a little tight…? I think it’s time for a massage with the sincerity of a disciple.”
Chinami, stunned by her judo interrogation, turned her back on me and patted her left and right shoulders in order.
I placed my hand on her shoulder and gently whispered as I started massaging her with weak force.
“I’ll do it right soon.”
“Mha… I hope you can contact me soon…”
She confides in her candid thoughts in her already languid tone.
I have high expectations, but I have to call it next Monday.
