Chapter 377 – Her Promise
“What are you doing?”
The woman who had been fiddling with the hem of her own t-shirt from earlier responded to Hiyori’s scolding.
“This is my first time dressing like this in the city, so I can’t get used to it.”
Baggy beige shorts and an equally boxy white t-shirt.
I think I felt uncomfortable because it was obvious to anyone that I was dressed roughly.
I said, snorting as if I had no worries at all.
“No one is watching you, so you don’t have to worry.”
“Did someone see me just now?”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. “Just because no one cares about you, please don’t assume that I will, too.”
“Sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing? “Don’t you think I should hit you for not speaking nicely?”
She’s sitting there saying something that, if anyone hears it, would make her look like her boyfriend or her husband who doesn’t hesitate to use violence.
As I kept her mouth shut because I couldn’t think of anything to say, Hiyori giggled and patted my arm.
“It was a joke. But you look really good wearing a senior hat.”
“Is that so?”
“It smells a bit, though.”
I always do well, but at the end, something goes wrong.
What did they say about this? I don’t know if it was Tsukkomi.
“Where does it smell?”
“From the body.”
“Anna.”
“I’m flying? You didn’t shower. Ugh… It’s dirty.”
Hiyori grabbed my t-shirt with his index finger and let go.
Seeing that playful look, I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her towards my chest.
It was as if he had put her in a headlock.
“Wow…!?”
I asked in a calm voice, listening to Hiyori’s screams as she suddenly buried her face in my arms.
“Is this still me?”
“This makes it even worse…! “Senior, are you an idiot…!?”
“So, is it me?”
“It’s flying…! Let go…!”
“It’s really flying?”
While asking in a half-confident tone, I curled up five fingers and scratched the top of Hiyori’s head with the middle joints.
Then, Hiyori’s body began to struggle as she felt a slight tingling sensation from the friction on her scalp.
A gesture as if he wanted to escape from me somehow.
However, the difference in power is so great that it ends up being just an attempt.
“It hurts…! Senior…! “I’m sick…!”
I didn’t do it to the point where it really hurt, but it was really bothering me.
I continued to harass Hiyori in silence,
“I’m not flying…! “It doesn’t smell…!!”
It was only when Hiyori’s expression of surrender came out of her mouth that she let her go.
As soon as her body is free, puha! As she let out her breath, her face turned bright red like a fruit about to burst.
He never strangled her so hard that it suffocated her.
Still, doing something like that is probably an expression of shame at having suddenly hugged me and done something so absurd.
You’re acting like that and you’re acting like that.
With that in mind, I pretended to tidy up Hiyori’s messy top hair, and when she was standing still, I moved my hand and messed it up.
“… It seems like the more I get to know my senior, the more a new side of me appears.”
Hiyori’s words, with a relieved expression on her face, even though her hair was becoming a mess.
I answered with a satisfied smile.
“If you don’t like it, don’t complain.”
“We need to do more.”
It didn’t mean I didn’t like it, it meant I liked it.
Hiyori sometimes says things like this that embarrass me.
In the past, I would have been shocked, but not now that I have a good grasp of her tendencies.
I placed my hand on Hiyori’s poisonous eyes.
A cold sensation comes through. She always says her body is cold. Is that why Hiyori is so active in the summer?
It’s not good for a woman to be cold… I think I’ll give her some ginger tea tomorrow.
“I can’t see it.”
“Know. “Where do you want to go?”
“I don’t know. Shall we go to the arcade?”
“Arcade? “It’s not good.”
“Then, a net cafe like last time?”
“It’s okay, but let’s stop by the stationery store for a moment.”
“Why the stationery store?”
“I need to buy a notebook and writing utensil.”
“Do you want to give it to me?”
“While you’re living, buy yours too.”
“Great!”
Hiyori is adorable as she gives energetic answers with her eyes still covered.
It’s time for her to take the relationship further… Should I just close my eyes and tell Miyuki?
Can’t I have a threesome with Hiyori just once?
If that happens, I’m sure I’ll get angry.
Because the situation is different from the Chinami era.
After a moment of wishful thinking, I removed Hiyori’s hand from covering her eyes.
“But are you studying these days?”
“No?”
“So do you need to buy a notebook?”
“I should buy it for drawing.”
I envy Hiyori’s confidence in saying things like that.
I should try saying something like that to Miyuki, asking her to study too.
Tired, I answered that I knew and looked for a nearby stationery store.
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“What’s this? “Is this a note I haven’t seen before?”
A question from Miho, my precious partner.
Hiyori, who tapped the light blue notebook she bought with Matsuda yesterday, asked a question.
“How is it?”
“I guess it’s just okay…? And you don’t like light blue.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it, so what?”
“Of course.”
“I’m going to the store. Do you want to buy anything?”
“No. I’m okay.”
“Okay.”
When Hiyori got up from her seat and was about to leave her classroom, a boy she was friendly with stood up next to her and asked.
“Asahina, do you want to come with me?”
“Do you have anything to buy? “I’ll get it.”
“No. “I have to stop by because I need to get some coins.”
“Okay? Okay then.”
Hiyori came out with her classmate and stood in line at the cafeteria where many students were standing today.
And then she just muttered what was on her mind.
“There are so many people… Did you hear anything new?”
“Well. “Would you like to check?”
“How?”
“Just push in for a moment and take a look.”
It was said that they were going to cut in line.
Because it was a remark she did not like, Hiyori’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.
“Don’t do it.”
Was he embarrassed by Hiyori’s subdued voice?
His classmate apologized with a look of disappointment.
“Oh, sorry… I was joking.”
She usually laughed and passed it off when she heard things like that, but after getting to know senior Matsuda, and the more she got to know him, she started to care about things like this.
I’m not sure why. Maybe it was because I knew that the grumpy Matsuda had a kind and polite side to him.
After waiting in line for quite some time, Hiyori bought one of her lollipops to give to her favorite Suichu and Matsuda-senpai.
Afterwards, she looked around and gave a cursory nod to the male student who asked her what she was talking about.
‘Nothing?’
The person she was looking for was Matsuda.
Normally, she would often come to the store at this time and buy strawberry milk and jelly, but today wasn’t the right day.
Could it be that he is messing around with Hanazawa-senpai in class?
When I imagine it, I feel pouty for no reason.
It is no exaggeration to say that Matsuda’s connection with herself was fate.
Without even a single acquaintance, he happened to see himself on the way to the kendo competition venue and left it in his memory…
The smile he had when he explained it to me was so cool and cool that it was unforgettable and vivid even as time passed.
Hiyori entered the building while imagining Matsuda’s face at that time, but stopped as she was about to enter the classroom.
This was because I saw a familiar figure from afar.
“What are you doing? “Aren’t you going?”
Hiyori, who answered her classmate’s question by saying she should go in first, followed Matsuda at a fast pace and tried to call him with a happy face.
“Mind…”
But when I saw the wide back in front of him, my heart sank.
He always thought of his sturdy back as an attractive point, but today it is even more so.
It’s the same as usual, but today it was even worse.
Why? It may be that it feels that way because the bottom of the shirt is tucked into the pants, making the shirt tighter, and Matsuda-senpai’s lines become clearer as a result.
Since she felt like appreciating somehow, Hiyori decided to follow Matsuda, lowering his pace.
‘Where are we going?’
The place he was currently going was in the direction of the hallway leading to the old school building.
This is the place where there is a warehouse for Tintin, which he told Hiyori herself.
Are you perhaps trying to find yourself?
Matsuda walks leisurely, throwing and catching something in her hand.
Anger appeared on Hiyori’s face when she realized it was a lock.
‘Are you really trying to lock it?’
Is he trying to stop me from doing it because he’s making so many noises?
If that’s the case, it’s absolutely shameful.
Trying to seal up your newly cleaned nest… Disappointment, disappointment again.
Hiyori, who was thinking this, became very upset when Matsuda started putting a lock on a door with a sign saying [Material Warehouse].
I guess the teacher or someone else just told them to lock that place.
I’m sorry for the unnecessary misunderstanding.
Clap, clap.
After checking to see if the lock was secure, Matsuda began walking in the same direction she had been going.
This time, it seems like Hiyori is really going to find herself.
Filled with such confidence, she quickly moved her legs and got closer to Matsuda.
Afterwards, with a mischievous smile on her face, she stretched out both hands and pushed his back, shouting.
“Matsuken!”
Then he noticed the presence and looked back without any sign of surprise.
“What? “What are you doing here?”
Hiyori, hearing his low voice, made a promise in her heart.
‘I have to take it away.’
In the past, I only had abstract thoughts like that if I wanted to take something, I might be able to take it away.
But not now.
No matter how much you think about it, Hanazawa-senpai and Matsuda don’t get along.
So, I have to take it for myself no matter what.
