Chapter 142 – The Mystic Notebook
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“I’m home…”
Lenka, who announced her return with her exhausted voice, reminded her that her family was out and headed to her bathroom.
After she came into her own room she meticulously took her shower.
A smile bloomed on her lips as she cleaned up the precious limited edition figures in the shopping bag and put them in the display case.
Time was a bit tight, but she didn’t hit the advertisement too badly at the company, and since it was a figure from a not-so-famous anime, she was barely able to buy it while there were still a few left in stock.
She honestly said that when Matsuda wrote her wish, she gave up halfway and was thinking of buying her used one for a premium, but she was lucky to get a new one.
If she had missed this, she would have regretted accepting Matsuda’s proposal.
Satisfied that she had completed another anime collection, Lenka sprawled on her bed.
Obviously, the time spent with Matsuda was short, but from her experience, it felt like two days had passed.
It took a lot of her mental energy. This wish.
Anyway, I was worried about the cosplay.
What is more popular than anime characters?
Is it a bunny girl you would see on Halloween or something?
‘I thanked you for accepting the castle wall before leaving the hotel…’
I thought she had a taste for SM… It was surprising that she didn’t look like that.
Surely cosplay doesn’t mean you want to put on a torn police uniform and play a police officer who lost to a nasty robber, or tie a tortoiseshell, or something like that?
No, because at her own discretion, if it is severe, she can be beaten and reported… She won’t go that far.
“A real perverted bastard…!”
After swearing at Matsuda while trying out her delusions under the futon, Lenka decided to accept the inevitable reality.
Now that it’s like this, I’ll have to do it without saying anything so that he doesn’t catch any more faults.
Then it’s time for revenge.
She has not yet decided how to use her remaining wishes, but she will make Matsuda’s body and mind very tired.
Thinking so, Lenka covered her head with the blanket.
At that time,
Ugh-!
My phone vibrated.
Lenka reached her arm up and fumbled to pick up her phone, brought it under the blanket and turned on the screen.
[Ken Matsuda sent a gifticon.]
‘…. What?’
Sudden Gifticon?
Tilting her head and touching her notification window, she opened her eyes wide when she saw her shopping mall 30 percent discount coupon.
It was because what he sent was a famous discount coupon in the subculture world related to anime and games.
There were quite a few well-known figure stores in the affiliated store, so it was a very useful gift for Lenka herself.
But isn’t that too cynical? Of the many, many gifts, this is the one.
Could it be that Matsuda knows her own secret?
By the time Len Ka, who had awakened her uneasiness, tried to grasp the true meaning of the present,
Ugh-!
[It’s leftovers from buying and collecting things related to figures the other day. Please use the manager.]
A message from Matsuda has arrived.
Seeing that, Lenka tapped her cell phone, smearing her saliva on her lips.
[Why are you giving this to me? Where can I write […
[Her nephew likes figures. It has a lot of expiration date, so I thought it would be good to use it when I buy another gift.]
Ah… Matsuda remembered the excuse he made the other day when he bought the limited edition figure.
If that’s the case, I think you can be relieved… But I’ll have to be careful in the future, just in case.
Leaving the slightest doubt behind, Lenka, who let her guard down a bit, replied.
[I’ll write well. Garbage.]
[Thanks for the compliments.]
How can a person be so shameless?
Were you originally such an optimistic guy?
Still, looking at the fact that he gave himself a rest, it cannot be said that he is not considerate… As for his last wish, will he also take care of it in moderation…?
While thinking that, Lenka’s head shook wildly.
‘Ah, no… Why is that considerate?’
He only took a break through a fair deal to accept Matsuda’s oddity.
So let’s not be fooled.
Lenka, who was trying to calm her down, said,
“Aagh!”
She screamed and kicked the blanket.
Do you think she bought time off with her body because she didn’t want to go through high school, because she was extremely embarrassed.
She herself showed off her crazy ugliness today.
But what should I do? The first time inside the cage was the worst.
‘Driving me crazy…’
She let out a deep sigh and tried to clear her mind of the day’s events, then checked Matsuda’s text message and snorted at her.
[But what are you doing now?]
[Never mind.]
[I know. Good job.]
After that text, Matsuda stopped bothering herself.
Lenka, who was staring at her silent phone, closed her eyes to soothe her weary heart.
But… What is this feeling that I don’t know why?
You must have misunderstood the lighthearted mind, right?
It will.
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Sunday afternoon.
Upon returning from her relative’s house, Miyuki immediately helps Midori unpack her things, implying that she intends to stay out.
“Mom. Can I go to my friend’s house today?”
“You shouldn’t be staying overnight there.”
“Oh why… I’ve been coming in lately…”
“What the hell are you doing at your friend’s house?”
“I have to study… There’s not much time left before the final exams.”
“You used the midterm exam as an excuse the other day, so it’s the same this time, right?”
“Ah… Did you?”
Miyuki scratched the back of her head as if embarrassed.
Midori shook her head, laughing at her own immature daughter.
Then, looking around her, as if looking for Wataru, she asked.
“Are you really going to a friend’s house? Are you just friends?”
“Just friends”…
It was a significant question.
In an instant, Miyuki’s heart sank.
“Yes…? Then who is just a friend…”
“Really?”
“…Is that so…?”
“Okay? You can go if you want to come back today.”
“Why can’t I come to sleep?”
“Aren’t you a nuisance to your friend’s parents?”
It seemed that he noticed something when he kept emphasizing ‘friend’ and raising his voice tone.
No, it wasn’t like she noticed, but her mother clearly noticed the relationship between Miyuki herself and Matsuda.
Well, she didn’t give proper information about her unidentified friend, and there was a time when she stole some of her daily necessities to move them to Matsuda’s house. It happened.
Maybe her mother noticed her earlier, but she kept ignoring her for herself.
Her parents know everything just by looking into their children’s eyes.
‘Driving me crazy…’
She thought that a day like this would come someday, and she thought that when that time came, she would be very embarrassed… But unexpectedly, her heart is calm.
Why? Is it because her mother is talking softly without scolding her?
I do not know. Now that this has happened, let’s just throw it out.
Miyuki said, closing her eyes and opening them.
“Can I go to Matsuda-kun’s house?”
At those words, the corners of Midori’s lips slightly rose and then came down.
Miyuki, who did not miss that reaction, blushed at the thought that her prediction had been correct.
“Can go…?”
“When are you coming?”
A question that seems to know everything.
The desperate Miyuki asked back.
“When can I come…?”
“Come early. Tomorrow is a weekday.”
Tomorrow is a weekday… This was also a meaningful statement.
Miyuki, who was relieved of the burden in her heart by Midori’s gentle answer, shook her head.
“Okay… I’m coming…?”
“Okay.”
Having tacitly received permission, Miyuki left the house with a relieved heart and took public transportation to Matsuda’s house.
Then he opened the gate with the key, crossed the nostalgic stone road, climbed the veranda, opened the tightly closed window, and entered.
A cool smell unique to Matsuda that enters the nostrils.
Feeling better, Miyuki tried to sneak into Matsuda’s arms, who was lying on the mattress covered with a blanket.
“Yes…?”
I tilted my head when I found an electronic product on the table next to me with my legs stretched out.
‘Laptop?’
It was new just by looking at it. Did Matsuda buy it?
If you bought it, don’t even say that you bought it.
Thinking so, Miyuki tried to wake Matsuda, but when she saw the open laptop, she became curious.
I think I fell asleep while watching something… When I called in the morning, Matsuda said he was just watching TV at home.
If so, it means that she cheated on herself.
Of course, you can watch TV on a laptop, but it’s unlikely to do so without a huge TV right in front of you.
And if that was the case, Matsuda would have spoken to himself.
Have you ever seen porn?
Friends who have her boyfriends have never been like that. Regardless of whether he has a girlfriend or wife, there is no man who does not watch porn.
If you say you don’t see it, you’re lying.
So she thought then. She said that she would have to ask Matsuda sometime.
I was going to tease him with this topic, but it feels like the opportunity has come.
Glancing at the still motionless Matsuda, Miyuki giggled slightly and sat down in front of the desk.
Afterwards, he rolls his eyes to find the laptop’s power button.
“Miyuki…?”
He shuddered at the sound of a sleepy voice behind him.
“Huh…?”
Instinctively, Miyuki turned around and smiled awkwardly at Matsuda, who was staring at her with her upper body raised.
“Hey, are you awake…?”
“Uh.”
“When…?”
“Just now. To the rustling sound.”
I didn’t even know he came in earlier, but now I’m a light sleeper.
He’s a very bubbly man.
“But what are you doing?”
“Ah… I think I bought a laptop, so I’ll take a look…”
At those words, Matsuda’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
He stretched out his hand nonchalantly to Miyuki’s waist, covered the laptop, and put it in the corner.
Then she took Miyuki by her wrist and lay down holding her in her arms.
“Let’s get some sleep… Wake up and talk.”
Wasn’t Matsuda just trying to hide something?
It seems that the action was fast for a person who has just woken up… I feel more confident at the thought that pornography is likely to be in that Pandora’s box.
That… I’ll see you someday. Gotta have fun
Having made such a resolution in her heart, Miyuki hugged Matsuda by the waist, and she enjoyed meeting him.
