Chapter 48 – Traces on Miyuki #2
A hat, a change of clothes, shampoo, body wash… And even hidden underwear.
I pointed at the cabinet attached to the wall to Miyuki, who began organizing her own things that she had packed and packed.
“Put it in there. The corner is empty.”
“Can I put the shampoo and body wash in the bathroom? With the mist… With the lotion…”
“Make a living at all.”
“Well, the last time I came, I couldn’t do basic makeup properly, so the sun went down…”
I picked and smiled at Miyuki, who was muttering to herself as if she were embarrassed.
“I do not care. Put it in.”
“Yes…”
Miyuki rushed around and finished all the work, came out of the shower, sat on the mattress I had laid, and gathered his knees together and wrapped his arms around him.
As she rocked her body back and forth as if she were sitting in a rocking chair, she checked the condition of the tatami mat, which had been soaked with rainwater the other day, with her eyes.
“Matsuda-kun, is that all dry…?”
“Uh.”
“That’s right… I’m glad. Shall we watch a movie by linking it to the TV with our mobile phone?”
“It will work.”
“Or do you want to watch entertainment?”
It’s cute to see them chattering as if they’re trying to blow away their awkwardness.
After roughly wiping her wet hair with a towel, I sat comfortably next to Miyuki.
“What do you want to do?”
“Just… Anything…”
Miyuki looked at me and pressed the back of her hand tightly.
An atmosphere that is rapidly becoming savage.
Did she know that it was none other than Miyuki herself who created that atmosphere?
I looked at Miyuki, who couldn’t hide her awkwardness, and buried the back of her head in her pillow.
The breeze generated from lying down suddenly ventilated the sunken air around them.
Miyuki also had the same thought, her heavy expression loosened up even more.
Miyuki, lying next to me, recalled her past.
“If Matsuda-kun hadn’t saved me from a molester at the end of last semester… What would our relationship be like now?”
I would have gotten along well somehow.
Why? Even if I missed that event, I would have approached it again.
I shrugged her shoulders as if it didn’t matter.
“I wouldn’t have been able to see you this semester.”
“Why? Because Matsuda-kun was expelled?”
“No. A drowning man was found at Isshiki Beach.”
When I reminded him of the incident that had saved her, Miyuki let out a helpless laugh.
I grabbed her wrist as she was about to push my shoulder with weak force, put it down in the space created between our bodies, and continued.
“I’m kidding, if it was worse than before, it would have been worse, not less? Maybe you stabbed the professor and let me go.”
“I…?”
“You always thought I would be expelled.”
“I did, but…”
“Now, how would you feel if I got caught up in a strange incident and got expelled?”
“I will stop it.”
Miyuki answered with determined eyes without hesitation.
Quite surprised, I asked.
“Really? Even if I did something wrong in the first place?”
“If you’re Matsuda-kun now, you wouldn’t do anything wrong in the first place, but even if you did, I’d stop it. You can nag me later…”
I expected him to raise my hand, but I didn’t expect him to say something like that without even hesitating.
That’s a really satisfying answer. Enough to tear my lips apart.
Arc lines were drawn around Miyuki’s eyes as she was looking at me.
She asked, looking a bit elated, like someone who had won a duel, then turned her gaze to the dark steps beside her kitchen.
“But you don’t use the second floor…?”
“It’s narrow because the walls are diagonal.”
“How narrow is it?”
“It’s to the point where I have to lie down and move.”
“Then it would be nice to just sleep…? It would be nice to move the bedding and sleep there on a rainy day…”
“I think I can hear the roof hitting right away. Let’s sleep there next time.”
When I left room for her to sleep again, Miyuki couldn’t hide her embarrassment.
“Who, who sleeps…? I was just saying yes…”
“Were you excited?”
“Yeah… Totally…”
I nodded her head slowly and moved her body to cling to Miyuki.
Then Miyuki brought her own arms to her chest and shrugged her whole body.
I approached her and her almost to the point where her noses touched,
“Is it exciting?”
She smiled meaningfully and asked her intentions again.
“…..”
“Is that right?”
“Huh…”
Miyuki spit out her nasal voice out of nowhere.
I think it was good to hear the voice that was low enough to crack.
I raised one hand and stroked Miyuki’s still wet side hair as if brushing it.
Then, just as Miyuki’s eyes were about to loosen up a bit, she slipped her hand through her long hair and began to caress her thin, white neck.
“…..”
Miyuki didn’t even seem to notice what she was saying.
She just stared at me with her sunken eyes, biting her lower lip as if she was anxious.
Being playful for no reason, I called out to Miyuki in a mischievous tone.
“Hey.”
“Yes…?”
“Hey.”
“…..”
“Hey.”
“Oh why…!”
Miyuki yelled at her in an angry voice.
When her good mood was about to be broken, she must have been angry.
She tried to change her irritated face,
Swoop.
She let out a gasp as my thumb brushed her own lips.
I bit Miyuki’s lower lip as I savored the scent of mint that burst into her nostrils.
“Don’t do it…”
In an instant, her blushing face is holding me back, but that’s just the look.
Miyuki liked this expression of affection.
I liked my deep eyes even more.
“What movie do you want to see tomorrow?”
“Nothing…”
“Excluding anything.”
“… I’ll choose based on the time zone…”
“Should I make a reservation in advance for the weekend?”
“I think it’s okay because it’s Jojo… My local movie theater has only regular theaters, so it’ll be quiet…”
“Can we go before 10 o’clock?”
“Yeah… Maybe…”
While still biting Miyuki’s lower lip and talking about this and that, I took advantage of the moment when she slapped her own neck once and pushed her face.
Not on her lips, but on her slender neck.
“Eh, Matsuda-kun…! What are you doing…!”
Startled, Miyuki tried to push my head away, but stopped all her movements as I began to kiss her on the neck.
After some quiet kisses, she
“Ahh…!”
Suddenly, she groaned and her body trembled.
Then she put her own arms around my head and, whoops! Her nose tickled the top of my head, spitting out her snort.
I deliberately made a loud squeak, and it seems that I am a little excited by this.
“Whoa, whoa…”
Miyuki immediately put her own lips to the top of her head and started blowing her wind.
It wasn’t to show affection to me, it was to calm down.
The situation where the feelings towards each other are getting more and more intense.
While caressing only Miyuki’s neck, I pressed my pursed lips against her thin skin and sucked in her flesh.
Flinch.
Perhaps the feeling of her flesh being stretched was unfamiliar, as Miyuki’s body bounced violently once, her arms momentarily relaxed.
Taking advantage of that opportunity, I removed her face from Miyuki’s neck and lightly kissed her lips, the bridge of her nose, and her forehead.
Haha…”
Miyuki, who was breathing hard with her cheeks flushed completely, turned her eyes to mine.
It’s like you can’t keep your mind right.
I looked at her with a smirk and checked the kiss mark I made on her.
A little lower in the middle of her neck, the pressure is causing blood to pool.
It’s a small range, but tomorrow it will be a little wider.
Then it seems that it will be barely covered by the uniform shirt.
My skin is weak, so it will last for about a week, but after seeing that, I want to get angry.
“Are you sick?”
At my relaxed question, Miyuki’s eyes were stained with doubt.
It wasn’t sick. I was good at sucking it weakly.
I got up from her seat, turned off the light in the living room, and lay down next to Miyuki again.
Then Miyuki, who was panting and calming her excitement, grabbed her by the hem of her dress and said,
“Don’t go… Someone wants to go…”
Isn’t it ‘don’t go’, not ‘don’t stop’?
Fed up with Miyuki’s clumsy expression of emotions, I put my hand on her waist and started stroking her gently.
“I’m sorry…”
Same behavior as last time.
However, unlike the time when she asked what she was doing, Miyuki only twisted her body this time around.
Convinced that I could go further,
Swoop.
She slipped her hand inside her T-shirt and looked at her mouth.
As I stroked her narrow waistline up and down like a tickle, the soft, warm feeling passed through her fingertips to her brain.
“Hick…!”
Miyuki let out a brief exclamation, and her back shrank.
Her hand holding the hem of my dress trembles, and rapid, rapid breath escapes from her mouth and nose.
While carefully examining Miyuki’s condition, I caressed her waist and her back. When I heard a rustle coming from underneath her, I pulled my hand out of her T-shirt.
Afterwards, he placed her free hand on Miyuki’s wiggling leg and patted it.
Slowly, in a steady rhythm.
Would I be stable in my actions like this?
Miyuki, who was panting, took a breath naturally and buried his face in my chest.
I asked after gently touching the back of her head.
“Are you very surprised?”
The head was stirred, and immediately nodded hurriedly.
I think I’m going crazy because I’m ashamed.
Skinship is also skinship, but my kinder tone than usual must have played a big part in that reaction.
I pressed the marks on Miyuki’s neck as if massaging her, and waited until she completely calmed down.
Shortly thereafter,
“Ken-kun…”
My name was called from Miyuki’s lips.
It’s been a long time since I’ve heard a name other than a last name.
He must have liked the sticky skinship that just happened.
“Are you listening…?”
“I am listening. Say it.”
“I want to go to the bathroom…”
“Go.”
“Hungry…”
“Would you like something to eat?”
“I’m sleepy… I want to sleep…”
Seeing him poking at my stomach while talking gibberish, I know what he wants.
I exhaled air from her exhausted nose and lowered her body to face Miyuki.
Then she brought my lips to hers and pressed them lightly.
As I was about to end the kiss, my tongue slipped out between her moist lips and touched the inside of mine.
I was squirmed by an unexpected action.
Noticing my reaction, she stuck her tongue out and said,
“He…”
He let out a pleasant laugh and clung to me completely, holding me tight by the waist.
As if telling them not to go anywhere, as if telling them to stick to themselves.
‘What are you?’
Could it be that Miyuki is training me?
After thinking about this for a moment, I wrapped my arms around Miyuki’s head as she let out a tired yawn.
