Chapter 49
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Drip.
A sound of something striking something else reached her ears.
It was so faint that she normally would not have heard it, but her ears, hypersensitive by now, caught the sound.
Miyuki, who had been dozing lightly in Matsuda's arms, opened her eyes.
Careful not to wake Matsuda, she poked her head out and looked toward the window, which was wide open.
The darkness was thick. She could not make out what was what, but after blinking a few times to adjust, she gradually began to see the objects around her.
It was raining, though not heavily.
Was it just a drizzle? It would probably be a little humid when they went to the movies.
“.....”
Miyuki had never felt anything in particular on rainy days.
In fact, she had disliked them. Water splashed everywhere and got her shoes or clothes wet.
But after meeting Matsuda, she had started to like them.
More precisely, she had started liking them after the night she had slept while embracing him as rain poured down.
When she was held in Matsuda's warm embrace on a chilly day, the excitement that had heated her up subsided, and a sense of security settled over her.
When that sense of security harmonized with the falling rain, the day felt cozy.
Having finished her thoughts with a bashful smile, Miyuki quickly tucked her face back into Matsuda's arms.
“Mmm...”
Matsuda shifted slightly in his sleep, mumbling.
His unconsciously emitted low, resonant voice pierced her eardrums.
It sounded wonderful. She wanted to hear more.
And somehow, it felt unfair that she was the only one awake.
Miyuki placed her index finger against Matsuda's abdomen and gently pressed down.
After checking his reaction, she saw that he was still asleep, so she lightly poked him here and there.
Waking someone up by playing tricks like this was mean.
She knew that perfectly well, but it was hard to resist the temptation.
Having lost her self-control and continued poking Matsuda, she—
“What are you doing...?”
When Matsuda woke up and asked in a sleepy, scolding tone, she immediately apologized.
“Sorry...”
Of course, it was an act.
Inside, she was incredibly happy that Matsuda had woken up, and her heart even fluttered at the thought that he would hold her tightly.
“What time is it?”
“I don't know... Maybe around two...?”
“Why are you up already...?”
“Because it's raining...”
“You can't hear the rain.”
“I can...”
“You can...?”
Matsuda pulled Miyuki closer by the waist.
After pressing Miyuki flush against himself, he—
“Such a little thing, getting all naughty...”
After making a remark that could have been either praise or a scolding, Matsuda slipped his hand beneath Miyuki's T-shirt.
At the touch of Matsuda's hand moving over her waist, Miyuki felt the fine hairs all over her body stand on end and swallowed nervously.
Unlike a few hours earlier that night, he was not simply stroking her; he was touching her.
Matsuda's hand was kneading her side roughly.
The problem was that she was quietly accepting his touch.
Afraid Matsuda might tell her that she had gained weight, she tensed her abdomen.
She even shifted her body slightly away to make it easier for him to touch her.
She was nervous.
But it was excited nervousness, not fear in the slightest.
She would have frowned in the past, yet now she was being so docile that it was ridiculous.
As Miyuki seriously wondered whether she had gone crazy, she recalled what Matsuda had just said.
【Getting all naughty...】
Naughty.
It sounded somewhat vulgar, but the thought that Matsuda was pleased somehow made her feel good too.
Not to mention that she had been the one to push her tongue into his mouth first...
And that she was now quietly feeling Matsuda's touch like this...
She had thought about it before, but it felt strange and enjoyable to discover herself gradually awakening to sex.
She was also excited by the anticipation that she would be able to spend even sweeter and hotter moments with Matsuda.
Miyuki rolled her eyes to sneak a glance at Matsuda, then pretended to pout and complained.
“Don't touch me...”
“What are you talking about...?”
Matsuda completely ignored her complaint in a voice full of sleep and continued touching her waist.
Was it her imagination that made her feel affection in his touch?
“Are you cold?”
Matsuda's question brought Miyuki's mind back from all the thoughts swirling through it.
She felt the cool breeze coming in through the open window and was about to say no, but changed her mind.
“Yeah... I'm cold...”
At that, Matsuda stopped touching Miyuki's waist and pulled her even more tightly into his arms.
Miyuki's lips stretched into a grin so wide they nearly split.
Rather than pulling up the blanket, Matsuda had noticed what she wanted and embraced her. She liked that far too much.
She smiled foolishly inside and said,
“Do you want to get up early and go to the supermarket? Let's buy ingredients for breakfast...”
“What...? I can't hear you.”
“I said let's buy ingredients for breakfast...”
“Let's just eat something like a hot dog at the movie theater...”
“Wouldn't it be better to eat at home, though?”
“You're noisy. Go to sleep.”
“We have to think about our health... Let's get something with vegetables...”
“Hot dogs have vegetables too. Onions and tomatoes...”
“Tomatoes...? Don't tell me you mean ketchup...?”
“Uh...”
Matsuda saying such ridiculous things was funny.
She was also grateful that he answered every time even though he must have been sleepy and annoyed, and it made her want to tease him more.
“Ketchup isn't a vegetable...”
“It's made from tomatoes, so I'm not exactly wrong.”
“But Matsuda-kun, when we watch the movie tomorrow, don't bother the person beside us like last time...”
“Hey.”
“Yeah?”
“Do you want to get scolded?”
“No. I was just going to go to sleep...”
Thinking she had teased him enough, Miyuki was about to say that she was going to sleep when she suddenly shuddered.
Matsuda had begun gently patting her buttocks.
He was not merely trying to touch her subtly like last time. He was doing it openly.
Miyuki nearly fainted from surprise, but—
“Go to sleep...”
When she heard Matsuda's voice, her heart began to calm, and she relaxed the body that had been growing stiff.
Miyuki spoke coyly to Matsuda as he patted her buttocks at a steady rhythm, as though he were putting a child to sleep.
“I-I was just about to go to sleep...”
“Yeah...”
It was strange.
Matsuda's hand was touching what could be called a sensitive part of her body, yet she felt no discomfort at all.
And she was able to remain this calm.
‘I dunnooo...’
Deciding not to worry about it, Miyuki closed her eyes while feeling Matsuda's pats continue for a while.
Her face must have been flushed as if it might burst by now... right?
Her body felt hot too. Was Matsuda getting too hot?
Tomorrow... no, couldn't she sleep at Matsuda's house again today?
Wouldn't she seem too cheap if she made the suggestion first...?
As Miyuki thought about this and that, she soon fell asleep.
With a peaceful mind, she sank into a very deep sleep.
**
The first thing I saw when I woke up was Miyuki sleeping soundly.
I watched her breathe softly with a peaceful expression, then checked the time on the wall-mounted clock.
9:20 a.m.
Even if we got up, got ready, and left now, we'd be cutting it close.
Let's just give up on the early movie. We slept in.
It was surprising that Miyuki, who always woke up first and woke me, had not gotten up.
She had woken up at dawn and acted all snippy, yet she was sleeping soundly.
She had my arm tucked between her breasts and was holding it tightly, as though she were hugging a body pillow.
I quietly savored the sensation of Miyuki's breasts until she smacked her lips, prompting a hollow chuckle from me.
Was she dreaming about eating delicious food?
She looked happy.
I lifted my head and checked Miyuki's neck. The hickey had settled in nicely.
A mark proving she was mine. I wanted to show it to everyone, but Miyuki would definitely put a bandage over it.
I carefully tried to pull my arm free, but when Miyuki's brow furrowed, I burst out laughing without meaning to.
Just as I had at dawn, I rolled onto my side and patted her buttocks with my other hand.
“Wake up.”
At that, Miyuki's eyes slowly opened.
She blinked several times while looking at me, then—
“.... I'm sleepy...”
She closed her eyes again and smiled warmly.
Pulling my arm even closer was a bonus.
I chuckled, brought my mouth to Miyuki's ear, and whispered softly.
“Wake up. My arm's numb.”
Miyuki's shoulders shot up, and her body trembled.
“Mmm...”
Miyuki made a slightly less suggestive nasal whine than she had yesterday.
Her eyes were still closed.
Seeing her usually composed self so defenseless... It wasn't bad.
“Want some water?”
“I don't waaaant any...”
Hearing the coquettish tone in her voice was making me horny.
Ah, I was already horny.
Miyuki's lower body must have relaxed and softened by now... The urge surged through me.
But I had to endure it. I only needed to hold out a little longer, and I couldn't let all my effort go to waste.
“Matsuda-kun... Your hand... Leave it alone...”
Miyuki scolded me while still half-drunk with sleep.
I pretended not to hear her, placed my curled fingertips against her thigh, and slowly straightened them.
“Hik...!”
Miyuki let out a high-pitched giggle, finally released my arm, and sat up.
With her shoulders drooping, she stared blankly ahead. When I patted her back, she rubbed her eyes with the four fingers other than her thumb.
Everything she did was so cute I could die.
She should just live with me so we could go to school together and everything.
And cut ties with a guy like Tetsuya.
“What time is it...?”
“Nine twenty.”
“What...? Then I have to get ready quickly...”
“Is there any need to be so hung up on the early movie? Take your time.”
“.... I suppose... B-but I'll go to the bathroom first...”
Miyuki got up with a groan and trudged into the bathroom.
The rushing sound of water reached me, and a while later—
Clack.
The closed bathroom door opened, and—
“Matsuda-kun...! You left this yesterday, didn't you...!?”
Miyuki walked over to me and pointed at the hickey marked on her neck.
I looked at her flushed face, yawned deeply to chase away my sleepiness, and answered.
“Yeah.”
“What is this...? It looks like a bug bite...!”
“Am I a bug?”
“That's not what I meant...! Sigh...”
She looked at me as though I was impossible, sighed, and seemed about to complain before giving up and smiling faintly.
“Forget it... You idiot...”
Knowing that I had left the hickey because I liked her, she seemed determined not to treat it as anything serious.
She wasn't angry.
I flopped down on the bed, and when Miyuki sat primly beside me, I teased her.
“Earlier you were saying you didn't waaaant any and getting angry, so why are you so proper now?”
Miyuki answered by resting her head against my abdomen.
I smoothed down Miyuki's tousled hair and felt that we had become closer than ever.
The fact that she had let me get away with openly touching her buttocks today...
And the way she was approaching me so defenselessly now...
Miyuki was sinking deeper and deeper into the swamp I had laid out for her.
“Your stomach is growling...”
Miyuki said this as she pressed her ear against my abdomen.
I smiled slyly and massaged the back of her neck.
“That's because you're hungry.”
But Miyuki was not sinking alone.
I was beside her, and the two of us were submerged up to our chins together, holding each other tightly.