Chapter 29 – Dating Event
I, who became her manager with her Chinami, clapped her seal and moved to her furnishings room with her like her.
“Kouhai Matsuda, thank you!”
How should I adjust to Chinami?
The tension is so high that it is difficult to follow.
Let’s watch it for a moment.
“Thank you, Nanase-senpai…”
“Yes! Well, today I’m going to tell you how to clean the hogu. Have you heard of Hogu?”
“Yes.”
“Then what are the names of each part of the hogu used in kendo?”
A sudden quiz?
That’s cute.
I know about Hogu by researching it.
However, it seems that Chinami is showing signs of wanting to tell us something…
Let’s leave out one thing.
“Ho-myeon, Ho-wan, let’s go.”
“Five…? Good, but I missed one thing. I’ll give you a hint. It’s the first part of the hukou to be worn…?”
“I do not know.”
“Well! If you don’t know, you’ll have to tell me!”
As if she liked what I didn’t know, Chinami took out the armor in the far corner… Protecting her back and neck.
Then he showed me the thyroid and explained it.
“This is the thyroid. It is a piece of equipment that protects the lower back and lower back.”
There must be quite a bit of weight, but I don’t even frown.
Means good power. If so, tightening would be nice too.
“Is this an important piece of equipment?”
“Oh! It’s important! This is an especially important piece of equipment for beginners. If you accidentally stab a vital point while doing clumsy sparring… It will hurt, right?”
That’s terrible.
Chinami, who put her upper chest back in place, folded her fingers one by one and continued.
“Homyeon, Howan, Gap, and Gap… These four parts are kendo equipment.”
“All right. I’ll get used to it.”
“You’re in a good position, junior Matsuda. It is one of our daily routines to thoroughly clean this hukou every day.”
“Every day?”
“Sure. When doing kendo, if you procrastinate even a little bit, the smell will come out of the hogu. If you wear a mask and it smells musty… It must be very annoying, right? Hee hee.”
Chinami bursts out laughing.
You don’t even have a smell fetish, do you?
“…. Yes.”
“It is provided free of charge within the academy, but I have to think of it as mine and take good care of it so that the next person who inherits the hukou will feel the same way.”
I roughly knew Your level… Not your personality.
I will teach you with thoroughly customized training.
“Understand.”
“Like. Now I will tell you how to clean the hogu. First, I dipped cotton in mild alcohol…”
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“Ah… So, Matsuda-kun, did you join the company as a manager?”
In the car on the way home, these were Miyuki’s words after hearing all of my explanations.
“Because it is.”
“What should we do? I heard that being a sports team manager is really difficult…”
“Today, I polished only the hukou with excitement.”
“So, do your best as usual…”
“Get off. You walk.”
“No. My leg hurts.”
Miyuki, who answered in a fresh manner, asked Tetsuya.
“What about Tetsuya-kun? What did you learn today?”
“The etiquette and how to hold a bamboo sword.”
“Form? Are you talking about that kendo greeting?”
“Yes. I learned how to sit and things like that.”
“Aren’t martial artists very disciplined in being polite?”
“Rather than stealing… It was spirited.”
“Show me later. I think it will look cool for some reason.”
The corners of Tetsuya’s mouth went up.
Hearing compliments saying he’s cool makes me feel like I’m about to explode.
Isn’t that bastard thinking of Miyuki’s supple voice just… Getting an erection?
Looking at his haggard face, it seems a bit like that, but…
“I will.”
“Matsuda-kun is the problem. I should be docile soon… I’m worried that I’ll disrespect the senior manager.”
“I had a similar thought.”
Now you’ve come to the point where you don’t even know the subject.
Good job, Tetsuya.
If you want to see the video that says [Miyuki’s pregnancy record], Keep doing it.
I stopped by Tetsuya’s house and had him get off first.
“Thank you, Matsuda.”
“Go away quickly.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow. Miyuki, call me later.”
Now you don’t even dream of provocation like this, and you say what you have to say.
Ignoring the waving guy, I stepped on the accelerator and parked my car in front of Miyuki’s house.
Afterwards, he stared at her as she tried to get out of the car.
“Miyuki.”
“Yes…?”
“Did you join the student council?”
“Ah… Yes. Stuck For now, it starts with the general affairs.”
“Congratulations.”
Seeing my sudden serious attitude, Miyuki’s body stiffened.
“Oh, thank you…”
When Miyuki changes her mood to cuddly, she’s always shy.
Then, when they go on a date, they return to their normal self, and towards the end, they twist their bodies again like that.
I opened her console box and took out the box she had prepared in advance.
A mini cake box with a handle on top and a blunt arched top.
When I handed it to Miyuki, her eyes narrowed a couple of times.
“What’s this…?”
“Student Council debut celebration gift. Open it.”
At those words, Miyuki reflexively reached out and opened her box.
Unpacking it very carefully, she exploded in admiration as soon as she checked her contents.
“Wow…”
The gift I gave Miyuki was a cake.
A mini cake with strawberries in each layer and flowers made with fresh cream and decorated with one large strawberry on top.
Miyuki would never have expected that I would buy something like this.
Even if it was a modest gift, she would feel it was a big deal now.
It’s a pity that I couldn’t make it myself, but… I can make it later.
I said to Miyuki, who couldn’t take her eyes off her cake.
“By the way, Seomura… You’re in charge of chores like me, right?”
“…. Uh? Huh? What?”
Miyuki, who was so absorbed in her appreciation, didn’t even listen to me.
Failing to joke around, I smiled and shook my head.
“Nope. Enjoy your meal.”
“I-I didn’t prepare anything…”
“I didn’t even want to. Go in quickly.”
“Go now…?”
The gift was given well, but there is no mood after that, right?
I am originally You know very well.
“Go in and secretly eat alone? Don’t lose it to your sister.”
“Ah, because I won’t steal it…?”
“Go in.”
“Okay… Then… I’ll go, Matsuda-kun.”
Instead of answering by shaking my head, I watched Miyuki slowly get out of the car.
She goes back to her house and glances behind her.
She is holding a box of cakes in her hands as if they were very precious.
Booooong…
Starting the car, I looked through the side mirror at Miyuki, who was moving away.
She is rummaging through her pockets in front of the front door and she is squatting, apparently dropping her keys.
Messing around.
I will start preparing for the cultural festival in September, but before that, I need to organize an event.
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With her arms resting on the edge of her desk and her chin resting on it, Miyuki’s lips parted.
She was staring at the cake Matsuda gave her on her desk.
A beautiful cake where you can feel the confectioner’s sincerity.
She even likes it even more because she has plenty of her favorite strawberries in it.
The handling of the accident at the movie theater, or the thoughtful look he showed before and after leaving the circle…
I knew that there was a delicate side, but I never imagined that I would prepare a gift like this.
‘I should have given you a present too…’
The lunch box is so boring… Shall we bake some cookies?
As she looked at her cake for a while and thought of something to repay Matsuda, Miyuki picked up her cell phone.
She should have arrived home by now.
Thinking so, she opened her camera app.
‘Well…’
She tries to take a picture of the cake, but something doesn’t like it.
Jumping up from her chair, Miyuki tidied up the notebooks and textbooks around her cake, and hurried down to her kitchen, speaking rather loudly.
“Mom! Do you have any pretty plates?”
At that, Midori, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, tilted her head.
“A pretty plate? Why? Ah… To serve that cake?”
“Yes. I have?”
“It’s hard to pinpoint and say. All the tableware I see with my eyes look pretty.”
It was a wise answer.
Miyuki, who was trying to find the plate while twisting her hair as if embarrassed,
“Was it about two or three years ago when I went on a high school field trip? The plate you bought back then was pretty, would you like to use that?”
When I heard Wataru’s words while watching TV in the living room, ah! I let out an exclamation.
A small plate with cherry blossoms embroidered on the edge that Tetsuya and I bought.
Why couldn’t I have thought of that? It’s something I used often.
Opening her shelf in the corner, she took out the plate she hadn’t used in a long time and hesitated in front of Midori.
She wants to wash the dishes because Midori was washing her dishes.
Midori, noticing her daughter’s feelings, burst out laughing at her and reached out her hand with her rubber glove on.
“Give me. I will wash you.”
Then Miyuki with a shy smile held out a plate.
Then, holding her dry dishcloth, she lifted and lifted her tiptoe to express her own sense of urgency.
After a while, Midori washed her plate and returned it to Miyuki.
“Did Tetsuya give you the cake? Or Haruka?”
“No. I’m busy, so I’ll just go up. Thanks, Mom.”
“Okay. By the way, when is Matsuda-kun coming? I heard you decided to set a date.”
Miyuki, who was about to leave the kitchen, hesitated.
“I haven’t decided on a date yet…”
“Quickly decide. It will be fuzzy if you are lazy.”
“Okay… Am I going up?”
“Okay.”
After the conversation, Miyuki returned to her room holding a fork with a rabbit character on the end.
After that, I took out the cake very carefully so as not to damage it and put it on a plate.
A fork was draped over the edge of her to give it a nice shape.
Miyuki, who took the picture in that state, entered the chat room with Matsuda, attached the picture, and tried to type a message.
[It’s so pretty that I can’t eat it.]
I’m missing something…
Shall we put a picture symbol behind it?
[It’s so pretty I can’t eat it♥]
Is the heart a little…? It seems frivolous.
A tilde or an exclamation mark looks boring…
Miyuki, who was unable to do this or that while thinking about things she wouldn’t normally do, just sent the existing sentence and sent an additional character emoticon.
“…..”
A long time has passed, but no reply has come.
Are you taking a shower? Didn’t the accident happen on the way home?
Miyuki, who was worried about Matsuda with extreme delusions, immediately unlocked the phone as soon as it vibrated.
[Miyuki, did you get home safely?]
It was a message from Tetsuya, not Matsuda.
The moment she saw that greeting message, a feeling of disappointment for some reason passed through Miyuki’s heart for a moment… A very moment.
It was so fast that she didn’t even notice it.
[Yes. It went well then.]
[Thank god. I was worried because I didn’t get in touch.]
Come to think of it, in the car Tetsuya told me to contact him later.
Had completely forgotten
Feeling apologetic, Miyuki took a picture of the plate she brought.
Remove the cake and fork, leaving only the edges visible.
[Do you know what this is?]
[I bought it when I went on a school trip in Okinawa two years ago, right?]
[Right. Did you get it right?]
[It’s an item with our memories, of course you should know. Are you still writing?]
[You’re writing very well. How is Tetsuya-kun?]
[I also sometimes use it when I eat less side dishes. Seeing that reminds me of something, the necklace I bought you when I was in elementary school… Do you still have it?]
Seeing the reply, Miyuki looked at her room door.
At the top, a cute cat with its right foot is dangling.
It was made into a necklace of Maneki Neko, which is said to bring her good fortune.
[Of course. I’m earnestly singing blessings from the ceiling of my room.]
[I remember you receiving it and pampering it saying it was cute. And congratulations on joining the student council today.]
[Come now?]
[Sorry. Forgive me.]
I tried to joke around, but the reaction was boring.
If he had sent Matsuda a message like that, he would have sent a sullen reply like, ‘Thank you for just saying congratulations.’
[I will especially forgive you. Thank you, Tetsuya-kun.]
Miyuki, who was comforting Tetsuya by imagining her conversation with Matsuda,
Ugh-!
When Matsuda’s message appeared on the screen as it vibrated, I touched it.
[If you eat late, you will gain weight, so eat now. And be sure to brush your teeth. It rots Dislike it or not.]
A reply with a completely different temperature from Tetsuya’s.
Although it is a simple text, Matsuda’s personality is revealed.
I would have thought it was rude in the past, but not now.
Should I say it’s Matsuda? I thought she was a very good fit.
[Is Matsuda-kun a tsundere?]
[Do you want to mess around?]
It’s already fun even though it’s a non-poetic reply.
With a smile on her face, Miyuki immersed herself in the conversation with Matsuda.
