Chapter 38 – Not Matsuda-Kun, but Ken-Kun.
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Miyuki, who had been following behind Matsuda, secretly inspected his back.
It looks like you can see small muscles under the white uniform shirt, but is it an illusion?
The back is broad enough to make you feel confident.
‘…..’
Apparently, until recently, I really hated Matsuda, and I wished I could have been expelled by adding a bit of a manager…
Who would have known that he would have a relationship like this?
Feelings are new.
Miyuki pressed her lips together tightly.
The second kiss in the classroom.
It was over after ten seconds of being still with only our lips touching… But it was so good.
Honestly, I thought it was sweeter than his first kiss.
Perhaps, in an unusually prepared state, he kissed Matsuda’s lips himself, so he felt right.
It feels like entering a new world.
I want to do it again… Is today the end?
Maybe when I take her home, Matsuda will ask me to kiss her goodbye?
Miyuki, who had been glancing at Matsuda’s back, stood in her place startled.
It was because he was dumbfounded by himself for having such an absurd thought.
I was always perverted and perverted by Matsuda.
‘Driving me crazy…’
Having bruised herself inwardly, Miyuki moved his steps with his head bowed.
And then,
Puck.
“Ouch!”
Hitting Matsuda’s forehead with her forehead, she lost control and stumbled.
The collision was quite strong, and Miyuki lost her balance in an instant.
She about to fall on her back.
Matsuda, who grabbed Miyuki’s arm with great agility, narrowed his eyes slightly.
“What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?”
She answered, unable to even make proper eye contact with Matsuda, who held her upright.
“M-Matsuda-kun, why did you stop…?”
I want to say thank you, but why are the tick-tick grumblings coming out…
Even if he is clumsy in expressing emotions, he is too clumsy.
What does Matsuda think of herself like this?
“Because I arrived at the locker room.”
“Ah… Already…?”
“It’s close, but of course it arrives quickly. Are you stupid?”
“…. I did not know…”
A short breath of wind leaked from Matsuda’s nose.
He said with a light laugh.
“You, too, change quickly. I go in.”
The corners of Matsuda’s mouth that said that were torn to the sides of her.
It is a cool smile that seems to brighten the surroundings.
These days, when I’m with Matsuda, I often see that kind of smile.
My heart is beating fast.
I feel like I’ll never get tired of watching it.
Is it greedy to want that smile to be shown only to oneself?
“Yeah… Don’t be late…”
“Why do you say you are going alone? I’ll change clothes first and wait for you, so come out slowly.”
Looking at it, it seemed that Matsuda was piercing her own heart.
She’s still giving her what she wanted.
Their personalities are so different that they can be called opposites, but…
For some reason, he and Matsuda seemed to get along well.
“Yes…”
“Being timid…”
Matsuda, who gently pressed Miyuki’s bangs with her large hand, immediately entered the men’s locker room.
Miyuki, who put her hand on the spot he had touched, let out the sound of his heart with a flushed face.
‘I like you, Ken.’
Even though I only said it in my heart, my heart is pounding.
His vision narrows, and his head feels dizzy.
Can you actually say that?
And if those words came out of Matsuda’s mouth, how would it feel?
My mind is getting clearer because I didn’t expect it at all.
Miyuki hoped that Matsuda would read her mind again, and headed to the women’s locker room while controlling his pounding heart.
**
“I’m going to check the new equipment for a while, but junior Matsuda is walking while holding a bamboo sword.”
“Are you going with me?”
“Kouhai Matsuda is currently progressing very late. I’m planning to increase the amount of practice starting today, so don’t worry about me and let the juniors train. What did you tell me to focus on when I practice footwork?”
“Nature.”
Chinami shook her head in her satisfaction and disappeared while teasing her legs.
It’s cute because it looks like the soft rice cakes are moving.
I burst out laughing, grabbing my shinai and aiming it in the air.
In that state, I moved the foot in the direction I was going to go first, then pulled the other foot to practice pushing.
I feel like a bit of a madman doing this alone.
I secretly and diligently practice,
“The bamboo sword is shaking. You have to keep your center straight.”
Lenka’s dry voice came from behind.
I feigned flinching and tried to retrieve the shinka, but Lenka said it was okay.
“I heard everything from Chinami. She’s teaching you separately. Just be careful not to get caught by the director.”
“Ah, yes…”
“I thought you’d quit after a few days, is that surprising?”
I will hold on even if you tell me to stop until you have a heart for me.
“Just what…”
I was speechless and got into a position to practice.
Then Lenka came across from me and crossed her arms.
“Take your posture. I’ll see you for a second.”
“Yes.”
“Try to place the shinhyeok part of the shinhyeok in the pit of the stomach and the tip of the hilt in the dantian.”
“Like this?”
“Right. From there, I think the thumb and forefinger are always supporting the center. I’m just giving you strength with these three fingers.”
Lenka curled her thumb and forefinger into a circle, and folded and unfolded the other three fingers.
I did as she said, shaking her head roughly.
“Great. Hold your posture there… And start pushing.”
In front of Lenka watching, I tried pushing up, down, left, and right again.
I didn’t do it enthusiastically.
Just enough enthusiasm, enough to not bother Lenka.
‘Ken Matsuda has excellent skills, but he has no enthusiasm for participating in the tournament, and sees club activities as just killing time.’
It was to make Lenka evaluate me like this.
Of course, behind the scenes, he will practice really hard and grow to the point where he has to participate in competitions.
Stacks are piled up like this, and one day they burst into bread.
So that Lenka’s evaluation of me was completely overturned.
A strong image transformation is not forgotten in the mind for a long time.
Having conceived a blueprint for the future, I put on a show in front of Lenka until Chinami arrived.
**
After club activities, Tetsuya and I headed to the parking lot.
While we were waiting for Miyuki, having a nonsensical conversation, she walked towards us with a student council badge on her chest from a distance.
“I’m here?”
Tetsuya greets Miyuki brightly.
Miyuki glanced at me as she sat on the bonnet of her car, and she replied by looking at Tetsuya.
“Yes. But Tetsuya-kun, why do you keep touching your arm? Are you sick?”
“Ah… I learned how to cut hair during club activities today. As I continued swinging the shinai, my muscles got a little…”
“Ke… Um… You weren’t hit by Matsuda-kun?”
I think he was trying to say Ken-kun.
A little more courage… It’s a waste.
Soothing my regret, I frowned.
“I’m sure this…”
When she pretended to threaten her by raising one hand, Miyuki smiled and said to Tetsuya.
“It wasn’t easy. I will find out tomorrow.”
“So… I guess I should have done some exercise. Can I give you a massage?”
At Tetsuya’s request, Miyuki instantly looked at me.
Then, with her troubled face, she shook her head apologetically.
“I also had a hard time carrying heavy things today. Sorry.”
“Then can I massage your arm?”
“Nope. I’ll take your heart Let’s go. Matsuda-kun will be angry.”
Miyuki just laughed at Tetsuya’s words and got into her car.
I do a lot of pretty things today, but in return, I have to put a dildo in my panties.
Let’s listen to the class in that state. Are you fine?
She naturally rides in her passenger seat and fastens her seat belt.
Tetsuya, who was looking at her like that, tilted her head.
But she didn’t ask me why I was sitting in the passenger seat again.
Perhaps when she said that, she seemed to know that she looked very nerdy.
I think I paid attention this time… But it’s already too late.
I laughed at Tetsuya to the fullest in my heart and started the car as soon as he got into the back seat.
Cheerful love.
However, the three of us arrived at Tetsuya’s house while talking about various things in a car that gave off a strange atmosphere for some reason.
The guy who got out of the car went to the passenger seat and said to Miyuki.
“Are you going for a walk tonight?”
“Walk? Yes, let’s do it.”
“Okay. I’ll call you. Thank you for today, Matsuda.”
I nodded my head with a carefree expression at Tetsuya, who then greeted me, and stepped on the accelerator as soon as he started walking towards the house.
Then Miyuki fidgeted with his cell phone, and he asked.
“The day before yesterday, before watching the movie, there was an advertisement for a comedy movie starring Hayato at the theater, right?”
“Uh.”
“Doesn’t that look interesting?”
Tsutsui… It’s Miyuki.
I’ll teach you how to live life
If someone’s [Pleasant rebellion] Is mentioned in a movie trailer, right?
Then there’s a half, if not all, probability that the movie is shit.
And in the trailer for that movie you mentioned, the word pops up from the opening.
It just doesn’t look like fun.
But if you really want to see… You can bear with it.
Because I really love you
“Do you want to see it?”
“It’s not like that… It’s like going to see it when you have free time…”
“Let’s set a date, then.”
“Okay…Then let’s go…? Thanks for the ride…”
Upon arriving at her own house, Miyuki slowly, very slowly unbuckled her seat belt.
I said as I stared at her.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
“I heard you carried something heavy today. Shall I massage your arm?”
I saw that Miyuki’s shoulders softened noticeably for her.
You noticed. That I followed Tetsuya’s words exactly.
She rolled her eyes for a moment,
Swoop.
She put her arms out shyly at me and turned her head out of her window.
I grinned meaningfully, grabbed her thin wrist, and pushed it up from her palm to her wrist with moderate acupressure.
As always, Miyuki’s body is warm.
I want to cuddle and sleep soon.
I asked as I silently massaged her arm.
“Are you cool?”
“… Uh… It’s cool…”
The voice emits a slight tremor.
It seems that he is excited.
If our relationship deepens, we can go to the drive-in movie theater.
You park your car with its back to the screen, lie side by side in the trunk and watch a movie.
Then, when the atmosphere heats up… I do this and that.
After finishing her massage moderately, I gently loosened Miyuki’s wrists to signify that it was all over.
“Done. Go in.”
“Ah… That… Do you want to go out for dinner…? To say hello to Mom and Dad…”
“Next.”
“…. Why? Is it because it’s uncomfortable…?”
“It’s not like that, I didn’t tell you beforehand, but it would be rude if you suddenly visit me. Go in today and ask if it’s okay to visit soon.”
“Ah, okay… You promised?”
“Uh.”
Miyuki, delighted, opened the passenger side door.
Grabbing the strap of her bag with both hands, she
“Goodbye… Ken-kun.”
She turned to me and said the words she hadn’t thought of before, got out of her car, carefully closed her door, and ran towards her house, clutching her always heavy bag.
Hearing the name at an unexpected timing, I stayed still for a while.
Looking back several times, I see Miyuki who is about to open the front door in her haste.
She drops her keys on the ground and crouches down in surprise.
Laughter burst out of my mouth as I came to my senses thanks to that behavior that seemed so embarrassing.
You’re no longer Matsuda-kun, you’re Ken-kun?
Due to Miyuki’s personality, I won’t call her by her name every day, but I think I can hear her from time to time.
Thank you for your courage today.
Next time, I expect you to just call me Ken, without honorifics.
I sighed as I watched Miyuki, who seemed very urgent, and eventually succeeded in opening her front door. As soon as Miyuki quickly entered her house, I took her foot off the brake.
