Chapter 50
In the car on the way back after the movie and lunch.
Miyuki had been flushed ever since we watched a romance movie with a few affectionate scenes, and when her mother, Midori, called, she brought her phone to her ear.
“Yeah, Mom. Ah... today...? Um...”
Miyuki suddenly glanced at me and let her words trail off.
Having a rough idea what they were talking about, I turned to Miyuki while we were stopped at a light.
Then I pressed my palms together and held them against one cheek, tilted my head, and pretended to sleep.
Realizing that I was asking her to stay at my place again tonight, Miyuki continued.
“I’m going to sleep at a friend’s house again tonight... A present...? Yeah, I’ll buy one on the way. Before lunch? Got it... Ah, and about my sister...”
After some private conversation, Miyuki ended the call with an apology and put her phone away.
“I told her I’m staying over. I have to get there by lunchtime.”
“I heard you.”
“Why are you eavesdropping on someone else’s call? That’s rude.”
For a moment, I was so dumbfounded that I couldn’t speak, and I stared at Miyuki.
Was my incredulous expression funny?
She covered the corner of her mouth and burst out laughing.
“After criticizing me for being so serious... Matsuda-kun, you react exactly the same way I do, don’t you?”
“I admit it. But what about my present?”
“Your present?”
“Didn’t your mother tell you to buy a present for me, since I’m letting you stay at my place? I’m sure she did.”
“That’s... When I was talking to my mom, she was referring to a different friend, not Matsuda-kun...”
“So you’re not going to give me one?”
“It’s not that I won’t give you one...”
I grinned at Miyuki, who had slipped a hand against her inner thigh and didn’t know what to do.
“You and I react the same way to jokes.”
“It was a joke...?”
“You didn’t know?”
“M-Matsuda-kun always puts on a straight face first, even when he’s joking...”
“You’re the same way. Don’t you think that means we’re a good match?”
When I subtly expressed my feelings, Miyuki’s head snapped toward the side window.
Judging by how her blush was spreading all the way to her ears, she was utterly embarrassed.
I snickered at her and asked,
“What do you want to do today? Should we rest a little after we get back, then take a walk?”
“.... But it’s raining...”
“It’s not pouring hard enough to put you in a bad mood. I think it’ll be fine if we just walk around the neighborhood for a bit.”
“I... don’t mind... but first...”
“First what?”
“Study...”
“What?”
“Let’s study... I’ll teach you...”
Studying on a Saturday... That was so like Miyuki.
But would she really be able to concentrate on studying?
“Then let’s do it.”
“Yeah... I will... If you can’t concentrate, I’ll punish you, so study hard...”
“You’re saying that again. But you’ve been keeping your hand there the whole time. That only makes it more obvious.”
At that, Miyuki, who had unconsciously been rubbing the square bandage covering her hickey, jumped in surprise.
“I’ve been doing that this whole time...?”
“Yeah. Even while we were watching the movie.”
“Really...?”
Miyuki obediently lowered her hand.
But just as I turned my gaze toward the road and changed the subject, she put her hand back on the bandage.
She’d probably keep doing that until the mark disappeared, which was fine by me.
**
Just as I’d expected, Miyuki couldn’t properly concentrate on her studies.
The reason was none other than me.
“So this is where you have to put this word, which is a perception verb... Ah, seriously...! I told you to stop touching my waist...!”
Since I was pressed right up against her and kept touching her, there was no way Miyuki, who had only just begun discovering sex, could endure it.
“Do you dislike this?”
“I-I don’t dislike it, but we’re studying right now. Do it after we’re finished...”
She wasn’t telling me to stop; she was telling me to do it after we finished.
When I grinned at Miyuki, who absolutely refused to stop touching me, she shook her head from side to side.
“Anyway, stop touching my waist for now...”
“Then should I touch somewhere else?”
“Matsuda-kun! Please, just concentrate...!”
You’re practically oozing sex appeal. How am I supposed to concentrate?
I raised both hands to show that I would back off, then changed the subject.
“Should I take the bedding upstairs?”
“Take it upstairs? Where?”
“Didn’t you say yesterday that it might be nice to sleep in the attic on a rainy day? It’s raining right now, so let’s sleep on the second floor tonight.”
“Ah... That... Do it after we finish studying.”
“I don’t want to study.”
A fed-up expression, both hands stretched behind me to support me on the tatami, and my legs spread out beneath the low table.
Seeing my frivolous appearance, Miyuki gave me a faint smile.
“Seriously... I can’t understand how you were so polite when you ate at my house...”
“Enough. Let’s end today’s lesson here.”
After announcing it as though it were a done deal, I moved the bedding and pillows into the attic.
In truth, the space was so low and cramped that it could barely be called an attic and was only really suitable for storage, but it was long enough from side to side that we could probably sleep there somehow.
The lighting was orange and dim, too, which added to the atmosphere.
After laying out the bedding with my back bent deeply, I stuck my head out past the stairs and beckoned to Miyuki.
“Come on up.”
Miyuki, who had been standing there blankly watching with her hands behind her back, climbed the stairs with quick little steps.
Her upper body bent lower and lower with every step she took.
As the round neck of her T-shirt sagged under gravity, I caught a glimpse of her breasts.
She was wearing a bralette that covered everything except the upper part of her breasts.
It was plain underwear, but it looked incredibly sexy on Miyuki.
After climbing all the way up, she naturally lay down beside me and looked up at the ceiling.
She watched raindrops strike the tiny window set into the corner of the roof, then let out a long breath through her nose, as though she was getting drowsy.
“This is really nice... It’s cozy...”
“Sleepy?”
“I don’t know... Should we go for a walk...?”
“You’ve already showered, and you want to go for a walk? Let’s just sleep for a little while.”
“Yeah...”
Miyuki edged closer to me, then soon began staring intently at my face.
There was something expectant in her eyes. She seemed to be subtly hoping that I would touch her.
Our Miyuki... She’d really been corrupted.
Click.
I pulled the cord of the old-fashioned light and turned it off.
Since it was daytime, the attic was still fairly bright.
However, the rainy weather gave it a distinctive gloom, and because it wasn’t as open as the living room, the mood felt even stranger than it had yesterday.
“Matsuda-kun.”
Miyuki called my name as she stared intently at me.
I met her eyes and answered.
“What?”
“I just felt like calling you...”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah. But, Matsuda-kun.”
“What?”
“Just...”
Her shy, trembling voice trailed off. She probably wanted a hug.
Yesterday, too, she’d gotten what she wanted by answering my question about whether she was cold with a transparently fake response... She was sly, almost like a fox.
I snorted as though I found her ridiculous, then pulled the blanket over our bodies.
Then I placed my hand on Miyuki’s thigh and stroked it from top to bottom.
“Is it fun teasing me?”
“Yeah, it’s fun... I want to keep going...”
While we talked, my hand passed over Miyuki’s soft skin and brushed the hem of her shorts.
It stopped just above her knee.
When I squeezed and released my hand there, Miyuki scolded me.
“Don’t touch my thigh... You look like a pervert...”
“I’m giving you a massage. You worked hard walking around today.”
“We didn’t even walk for that long... Just say you want to touch me outright...”
“Putting it this way makes me seem less sleazy.”
“No. It makes you seem even sleazier.”
“Then that’s even better.”
Perhaps she liked my nonchalant answer, because Miyuki giggled and lightly pushed against my chest.
Seeing how much bolder she had become, I felt that the day when I would take up a permanent place in Miyuki’s heart was drawing near.
Vrrr-!
A faint vibration sounded from the living room.
Whose phone was it?
I didn’t know. And I wasn’t interested.
I pressed down firmly on Miyuki’s shoulder as she squirmed, trying to get off the futon.
Miyuki blinked her large eyes a couple of times, then
“.....”
After seeing my gaze, she seemed to sense what was about to happen and quieted down.
I gazed deeply at Miyuki, and when her eyes slowly closed, I immediately pressed my lips to hers.
“.... Mmph...!”
After letting out a muffled moan, Miyuki naturally opened her mouth.
I slipped my tongue inside and gently, but more deeply than usual, moved it against hers, stirring strange feelings in Miyuki.
Had my plan worked?
One of Miyuki’s legs, utterly absorbed in the kiss, came to rest on my outward-facing leg.
A whoosh of breath escaped from Miyuki’s nose, her body pressed completely against me, and her hand couldn’t stay still as it gripped the front hem of my T-shirt tightly.
She looked as though she couldn’t overcome her basic sexual desire, yet she probably hadn’t even noticed how hard I had become beneath her.
Just as I had yesterday, I slipped my hand inside Miyuki’s shirt.
Even so, Miyuki only flinched slightly and remained too absorbed in kissing me to think about anything else.
Taking advantage of that opening, I moved my hand.
I brushed past her ribs, gently felt beneath the elastic band of her bralette,
and, following the rounded line of her breast, pressed my hand against it as though enveloping the entire breast in my palm.
Miyuki reacted immediately.
“.... Haa...”
She pulled her lips away and let out a labored breath, then looked at me with unsteady, unfocused eyes.
It must be frightening. Especially because this was her first time experiencing anything like it.
But now that she had awakened sexually, her anticipation was probably just as strong.
Although I felt that I should stop,
her curiosity about what would happen if she stayed still
and what it would feel like would gradually bloom and smother her fear.
Besides, the thought that this was perfectly normal contact between lovers,
along with the thought that they had already shared so much physical affection, so taking the next step should be all right, would make her hesitate over the decision.
“.....”
Just as I’d expected, Miyuki could do nothing but stare at me, unable to move forward or back.
Her expression was anxious, but when I gave her a warm smile, her complexion brightened a little.
It was then that I tightened my grip on Miyuki’s breast.
Squeeze.
My five fingers pressed down through slight resistance, and a soft, yielding sensation spread across my palm.
A tingling feeling spread from my fingertips through my entire body.
It felt this good even through her underwear—what would it have been like if I’d slipped my hand inside?
Just imagining it made me feel like I was going to explode.
“K-Ken-kun...! Wait... I...”
Miyuki called my name urgently.
I stopped with my hand still on her breast and whispered softly.
“Why?”
Perhaps my gentle voice reassured her, because
“Haa...”
Miyuki let out a sigh that could have been from excitement or tension, then pulled my head into her embrace.
It probably put me in a ridiculous position, but I didn’t care.
Miyuki probably couldn’t spare any thought for my position right now, anyway.
So, keeping my desire as restrained as possible, I nestled in Miyuki’s embrace and gently caressed her breast.
“Mmm...”
until a short moan escaped Miyuki’s lips,
and until she realized what a sensual sound she had made and told me to stop.