Chapter 368 – Face to Face #3
“What’s wrong?”
Miyuki blocks Hiyori, who is trying to get into the passenger seat, and points to the back seat.
This was Hiyori’s question after seeing her urgent expression.
“What’s wrong? “I’m afraid he might do something strange again.”
“Something weird?”
“Are you asking because you really don’t know? “Who smells someone else’s boyfriend’s clothes?”
“Ah… Is that strange?”
“Then isn’t it? “Do you do this to other people too?”
“Yes.”
“…”
As if left speechless by Hiyori’s confident answer, Miyuki was dumbfounded and covered her mouth.
It’s a lie at first glance, but Miyuki has a tendency to believe even the words of unpleasant people.
No, I think it would be fair to say that Hiyori’s acting is better than that.
“Uh, get in anyway.”
“I don’t like the back seat because it’s uncomfortable…”
“It’s spacious, so what’s the inconvenience…! And don’t you know that the person who gets off first gets in the back seat?”
“I don’t know.”
“You should know by now, so get on quickly…!”
Hiyori, with her shoulders drooping as if she had lost all strength, opened the door to her backseat and rushed in.
Then he took out a lollipop that I had bought and kept in the living room to eat when I was bored and asked.
Miyuki’s eyebrows twitched when she saw that.
It looks like he’s trying to make a fuss about taking candy without permission.
I gently grabbed her arm and said quietly.
“I said I could eat it.”
“… Okay?”
“Uh. “Let’s take him to a ramen restaurant and eat ramen.”
“It’s not raining.”
“Do I really have to go only when it rains? Just go and eat it. “Isn’t it worth eating because the weather is chilly?”
“Yes, but… I only want to go there when it rains.”
“Then let’s stop by downtown and eat pasta or something. Are you fine?”
“Huh.”
Miyuki shakes her head with a look that looks either slightly upset or not.
I put my hand down on her and patted her buttocks, and then the two of us headed to Hiyori’s house.
While going there, the atmosphere in the car was very solemn.
Except for the intermittent sound that sounded like Hiyori was intentionally sucking hard on a lollipop.
“Senior Matsuken.”
In the end, Hiyori broke the silence first, probably because she didn’t want to go quietly.
I answered, looking at her through her room mirror.
“Uh.”
“Is there a cafe before entering the neighborhood? Please stop there.”
“Would you like to drink coffee?”
“Yes.”
“Just go home. “If I drink coffee late at night, I can’t sleep.”
“I’m immune to caffeine?”
“For someone who says that, no one is immune.”
“All right.”
If you were going to calmly accept it, why did you ask me to take it down?
Is it just to show Miyuki that she is friendly and to scratch her?
It’s something I’ve thought about before, but I want to see what’s going on in Hiyori’s head.
When I arrived at Hiyori’s house and stopped her car, she got out of the backseat and tapped on the driver’s window.
Afterwards, when I opened the window, he spoke brightly.
“I’ll exercise again next time.”
“Okay.”
“I will contact you. Bye Bye!”
She said her goodbyes and turned to go through her front door.
Miyuki was watching her intently.
Although only the back of her head was visible, there was an aura so sinister that anyone could tell that she was staring.
I think she felt a little uncomfortable about contacting me.
“Shall we go find a delicious restaurant? Or should I just go in where I can see it?”
Miyuki, who turned her head only after hearing my voice, did not answer her question but expressed her feelings about Hiyori.
“He’s strange.”
If Hiyori were someone else, she would be friendly, bright, or…
I would have given compliments like this.
Miyuki, who doesn’t say anything harsh to most people, thought it was strange to Hiyori…
This was proof that she was on Miyuki’s watchlist.
“It’s really fun to get to know each other, but… Not so good?”
In response to my cautious question, Miyuki buried herself in her backrest.
“I’m not sure yet.”
It was a very gentle answer.
I never expected such a thing to come out.
Are you confused as to whether Hiyori is slapping her tail at me or not?
No, it’s not Miyuki who wouldn’t notice that… I guess there’s another reason.
Maybe I reacted that way because I knew that although I was very uncomfortable with Tetsuya in the beginning, she was holding back because of her own influence.
Since Miyuki was deep inside, there was a good chance that he would think that way.
“Still, it’s a little annoying.”
Just as I was thinking about this, I heard Miyuki’s impressions.
That was a warning and a warning not only to Hiyori but also to me.
This is a warning not to get too close.
It’s very annoying, but as I promised myself a while ago, I need to be selfish to build a harem.
Still, it is true that Miyuki suffers more in the process than other heroines.
So, I need to appease her as best as I can.
“Now that I think about it, he seems a bit similar to when I first saw Matsuda-kun.”
“What is the similarity?”
“Something like the atmosphere or personality.”
“Did you feel that way?”
“Huh. So does Matsuda-kun view Asahina favorably?”
“I’m worried that you might go astray like me… Ah!”
A stinging pain felt in the side.
While I was wondering something, I looked down and saw Miyuki pinching my waist.
I have a lot to say, but I have a strong feeling that I’ll just stick to this point today.
I asked, taking off Miyuki’s hand and placing it on her lap, looking around.
“There is no pasta restaurant nearby, but there is a steak restaurant. Should we go there?”
“No, I want pasta.”
Miyuki is expressing that she is angry.
I nodded obediently, turned on my emergency lights, parked the car on the shoulder, and picked up my cell phone.
“Then I’ll look for it for a moment.”
“Let’s find it together. And I’m going to sleep today.”
“Isn’t that what you came here for?”
“Originally, I was going to come pick up the book I left behind.”
How could Miyuki not be adorable when she says she’s clearly jealous, even though she doesn’t say it out loud?
I said, placing my hand on Miyuki’s thigh as she looked up the store on her cell phone.
“But you told me to call you if anything comes up.”
“I walked after dinner to exercise.”
You walked that distance?
Honestly, it’s not that far, but it’s amazing.
There was a reason why Miyuki had a hard time doing her exercise.
I need to give you a thorough massage today.
“Be sure to call next time. “I don’t know how many times I’ve said this.”
“Okay.”
“You answer well. “I said I wouldn’t do it.”
“I will do it from now on.”
“Didn’t you say the same thing last time?”
“Did you?”
“It did. “But I ate dinner. Do you want to eat again?”
“I’m hungry after working out.”
I put my hand inside Miyuki’s t-shirt and placed it on her stomach.
She didn’t stop me, just glanced at me and tapped her phone.
Although she had a stern expression on her face, it was cute to see her flinch and try not to laugh every time she gently tickled here and there on her abdomen with the tips of her nails.
“Why don’t you go find a store?”
Miyuki’s pounding made the corners of her mouth go up.
After confirming that her voice contained unchanging affection, I touched her soft skin in silence, feeling fortunate.
**
Next day.
As soon as Miyuki got off the parking lot, she clasped her hand and walked towards the building, clinging tightly to my body.
After meeting me, her mind opened up a lot.
This means that this type of skinship can be seen a lot.
However, that only applies in classrooms where people know that Miyuki and I are dating, or in situations where there aren’t many people around.
In situations like this during school hours when many students come and go, I tend to avoid skinship as much as possible due to my position as a student council member.
However, seeing as she actively approached me and tried to inform the entire academy about her relationship with me, I guess yesterday’s events were still very much in her mind.
I arrived at Miyuki’s classroom, chatting with her while receiving subdued looks from her other students, leaving her vice-class president and her warm greeting behind her and heading out.
Afterwards, while going to the cafeteria to buy some jelly to secretly eat during class, he ran into Hiyori coming out of the building.
“Hello, Matsumatsuken.”
“Okay. “Where are you going?”
“Store.”
“Why?”
“To buy snacks.”
He probably had the same thoughts as me.
I feel like I know exactly why Miyuki said that Hiyori and I look alike.
“Then see you later. Bye Bye.”
Hiyori says hello and quickly walks away.
I called out to her, striding her own long legs.
“Hey.”
Then Hiyori turned her head halfway and she answered.
“Why.”
“Come here.”
As I pointed downwards with my finger, Hiyori walked towards me with arrogant steps and stood in front of her.
She’s wearing a Y shirt with two buttons undone.
When I looked down at it, I frowned as if I didn’t like it.
“Why don’t you button it?”
“Hot.”
“What’s hot? “It’s just refreshing.”
“The Wong.”
Looking at those shameless eyes, it seems like they are trying to do it without even knowing it.
“Lock it.”
“Nope?”
“Stop speaking informally.”
“I don’t like that either.”
Why is he doing this again today?
He crosses his legs crookedly, and starts speaking informally from time to time… It’s absurd, it’s absurd.
As she thrust her cupped middle finger at Hiyori, she quickly covered her forehead with both of her hands.
“Oh, I hate it…! “Don’t hit me…!”
It’s ridiculous to try to get out of a situation by pretending to be innocent or weak.
She asked as I snorted and Hiyori returned to her usual routine and began massaging her own thighs.
“Does it hurt?”
“Yes. I guess I overdid it yesterday. But doesn’t it look very soft?”
She lifted her skirt halfway up and pulled it up to show off her own inner thighs.
I answered as I watched her act more boldly than yesterday.
“It’s because I don’t have muscles.”
“Is Hanazawa-senpai like this too?”
“Why are you curious about that?”
“Would you like to compare?”
It’s sitting there telling you to touch it.
If I really touched her, her face would explode.
I rolled my eyes and looked around, and as class time approached, the campus was very quiet.
The perfect environment to educate Hiyori with her wagging tail.
I said as she snorted.
“Button it.”
“Lock it.”
“Of course.”
“Yes…?”
I walked up to Hiyori, who looked embarrassed as if she hadn’t expected my answer, and placed her hand on the button of her shirt, which exposed her cleavage.
Then he buttoned her up, careful not to touch her breasts, giving her a look as she instinctively swallowed her saliva.
“Please proceed cautiously.”
“Why…?”
“Others see you easily.”
“There is no one like that…?”
“You don’t just show it on the outside.”
“What does it matter to you…!”
“I’m worried, so don’t fuss.”
“… Yes…”
As expected, Hiyori’s face was bright red, like a volcano about to erupt.
It’s hard to be open to a topic that has a weak body that can’t even adapt to this level.
Clicking her tongue, I grabbed Hiyori’s now weak shoulders and turned her body towards the cafeteria.
“Let’s go. “I’ll buy you the Suichu you like.”
“What’s going on? Are you buying her by touching her breasts?”
“Stop making loud noises. “It’s okay to do that in front of me, but don’t do it in front of other people.”
“Why? Why is it okay to do this in front of seniors?”
Hiyori’s shy attitude from earlier was gone and her eyes sparkled as she urged her to answer.
I gave Hiyori some space to answer by gently pushing Hiyori’s back, and as she began to chatter, I walked towards her stall.
