Chapter 56
Late at night.
I was at home when Miyuki contacted me, and I drove to the place she told me about.
Not long after I parked the car in an almost deserted alley,
Clunk.
Miyuki opened the passenger-side door and got into the car.
“Am I late? I'm sorry. I was saying goodbye to everyone...”
“I only waited about three minutes, so don't worry about it.”
“Yeah...”
Miyuki's face was full of tension.
She looked as though she had at least a vague idea of what would happen at home.
It was proof that she had steeled herself in her own way.
The car was quiet on the way home.
Miyuki stared out the window until we arrived, and I said nothing so she could collect her thoughts.
She spoke only after I turned off the engine once we got home.
“Matsuda-kun.”
“What?”
“I want to shower first.”
“I've filled the tub.”
“Did you wash up, Matsuda-kun?”
“I need to wash up too. In the shower.”
“Okay.”
Her voice was filled with resolve.
If Miyuki had been alone, she might even have clenched her fist.
I walked into the house beside Miyuki along the stone path, and when she headed toward the open-air bath with a shopping bag, I quickly stripped off my clothes.
Then I took a thorough shower and waited for Miyuki, lying comfortably on the futon with the TV on.
Miyuki emerged from the bath after a long time.
The first thing she checked after emerging with a towel wrapped around her head was the firmly closed window.
The living room was completely sealed off; even the sliding window separating it from the kitchen was closed.
Miyuki looked around, her throat bobbing heavily.
I looked at her, then lifted the blanket slightly and patted the spot beside me.
Miyuki cautiously came over and lay down, pulling the blanket up to her chin.
Seeing the hand clutching the edge of the blanket tremble faintly, I said,
“You worked hard today.”
“.... You worked hard too, Matsuda-kun...”
“I didn't do anything, though.”
“Even so... You helped us by checking tickets and running errands. I'm extremely happy just because of that.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah... Oh, and you know when Matsuda-kun came in and told everyone to eat... When you swore...”
“Yeah.”
“The ghost in that costume was Saya, you know? At the after-party, when Saya said it was hilarious how startled Matsuda-kun had been, everyone loved it.”
So the girl dressed as that long-fingernail monster had been Saya.
They'd forget about it by tomorrow anyway.
“You were talking behind my back? Let's see if you can do that to my face.”
Had talking about the cultural festival and mixing in some light jokes eased her tension?
Miyuki let out a quiet laugh and edged a little closer to me.
Lying on her side, she tidied my bangs and said,
“From what I heard everyone saying today... I think they're gradually trying to feel more at ease around Matsuda-kun. So don't act all... prickly like before. Got it?”
“Do I really have to?”
“I think it's much better than not doing it.”
“Fine... Got it.”
When I obediently nodded, the corners of Miyuki's eyes curved into a smile.
She smiled brightly, met my gaze, and moved her plump lips.
“Are you going to watch TV...?”
“I don't know...”
“Why don't you know...?”
She was indirectly asking what I planned to do tonight, and the fear in her tone was unmistakable.
She had prepared herself mentally, but now that the moment had actually arrived, her fear must have grown.
I slowly turned toward Miyuki and gazed at her.
“.....”
The already quiet atmosphere sank even further.
If not for the commercials playing on TV, it would have been much more awkward.
“Your hair looks nice...”
Miyuki gave me the unexpected compliment while looking over every part of my face.
Raising one corner of my mouth, I said,
“You fixed it for me.”
“I did...”
“Are you tired?”
“No... Not at all.”
“Your eyes look glazed over.”
At that, Miyuki opened her eyes wide.
“They don't.”
I laughed at her cute reaction, and once the atmosphere had lightened a little, I subtly reached for Miyuki's hip.
Tap.
She flinched when my hand touched her.
She soon let out a long sigh, as if trying to calm her pounding heart.
“Hwaa...”
Even though this was physical affection we often shared, her reaction was unusually intense today.
The corners of Miyuki's eyes had grown moist at some point, and her body was trembling again as though another earthquake had struck.
She couldn't calm herself.
I cautiously embraced Miyuki and asked in an exceptionally gentle voice,
“Should we just sleep tonight?”
“.....”
She slid her arms between mine and squeezed me with all her strength.
I kissed the crown of Miyuki's head, where the scent of plums wafted up, then gently patted her buttocks as though putting a child to sleep.
“Mmm...”
Did she like this show of affection?
Miyuki let out the coquettish nasal hum she'd made last time and buried her face even deeper against my chest.
Then she answered the question I'd asked earlier.
“I don't want to sleep...”
“You're not going to sleep?”
“Yeah... I won't... Do that... Do that thing for me...”
“What's that?”
“That thing from earlier... the one you did while we were eating yakitori...”
In a sultry, coquettish voice, Miyuki referred to the physical affection we'd shared in the haunted house.
I guess she had liked it.
I flashed a wide grin at her, now more proactive than usual,
Swish.
I gently pushed Miyuki's shoulder, laid her flat on her back, and climbed right on top of her.
“.....”
She kept her arms tight against her chest and blinked.
Unlike earlier, she was visibly excited with anticipation.
I slowly lowered my head and licked Miyuki's lips, not the corner of her mouth.
Just as slowly as when I had shared my first kiss with her.
“Hng...!”
A long puff of air burst from Miyuki's pretty, prominent nose, tickling the philtrum above her lip, as she let out a short moan.
I finished the kiss by gently biting and tugging on her lower lip as I had during our first kiss, then softly caressed her cheek.
Then I said the words I'd wanted to say ever since I first saw Miyuki,
words I had kept tightly locked away in my heart until now.
“I love you, Miyuki.”
At the same time, Miyuki's pale, trembling body went still.
Her already large eyes opened even wider, and she said,
“I-I... I love you too... Ken...”
Calling me Ken instead of using an honorific, she returned my confession.
With an utterly radiant smile, and with all her heart.
That was the spark.
Having revealed our feelings for each other, we pressed our lips together and intensified our physical intimacy to the utmost, heightening our pleasure.
Miyuki's tongue slipped into my mouth.
While it explored my teeth, I pulled her T-shirt up.
“Hk!”
Miyuki flinched as her top rolled up.
She was flustered, but perhaps because she trusted me completely, she didn't stop moving her tongue.
When I stroked the area around Miyuki's ribs and the side of her breast as though tickling her,
“Hff... Hk!”
Miyuki exhaled several short breaths through her nose and tried to slip her leg between mine.
I pulled my face away from Miyuki, who was conveying with her whole body that she was getting more and more aroused, and used my tongue to break the strand of saliva stretching between our lips before drawing it into my mouth.
Perhaps the sight was extremely obscene, because Miyuki opened her mouth wide.
Taking advantage of the opening, I felt the texture of her bra.
The neckline was very low. I could feel soft bare skin with the slightest lift of my fingertip.
And rather than its usual plain feel, it had a soft, delicate texture.
There was something like a ribbon on the bridge between the underwires.
It was lingerie. She had even prepared underwear like this... How thoughtful.
“Matsuda-kun... You're such a pervert...”
I laughed off her playful complaint and tried to finish removing her rolled-up T-shirt.
“.....”
Miyuki turned her head to the side.
I gave a low chuckle at her apparent embarrassment over meeting my eyes, then pressed my lips to the spot just above her narrow, slit-like navel and sucked lightly.
“Ahak...!”
Her waist writhed, almost springing off the bedding.
Her raised arm had somehow come down and was tugging on my hair.
She'd really felt that. Thank goodness.
I stopped trying to pull up her T-shirt and focused on caressing Miyuki's fair skin.
Starting at her waist, I moved over her ribs, solar plexus, and upper chest.
Whenever my lips and tongue touched her skin,
“Hah...! Hk...!”
Miyuki trembled all over, letting out intermittent moans.
**
How much time had passed? I think I spent about thirty minutes caressing Miyuki's upper body.
The result of all that effort was satisfying.
“Haa... Haa...”
Miyuki had lost all strength and was exhaling ragged breaths.
Tiny beads of cold sweat had formed across her body, showing how aroused she was.
I poked her now-glistening waist with a finger,
“Hyaak...!”
When a high-pitched cry burst from Miyuki's lips, I pressed myself against her side.
Then I lowered my hand, placed the tip of my middle finger between Miyuki's thighs, and pressed down firmly.
“Ugh...”
She clenched her teeth and squeezed her legs together.
The tip of my middle finger was moist. She was considerably wet, and it seemed like it was almost time.
Bringing my lips to her ear, I said gently,
“Want to raise your arms?”
“N-no... Nooo...”
Even as she refused in a slurred voice, she raised her arms. It was driving me crazy with how adorable she was.
I slowly took Miyuki's T-shirt off, then placed a hand on her back and applied a little pressure.
Miyuki's upper body rose slightly.
I undid the bra hook at her back.
With a soft click, the band sprang apart to either side.
“Ah...!”
After removing even Miyuki's bra as she sighed, I laid her flat again, then squeezed my eyes shut and opened them.
Because I had seen Miyuki's large breasts sway.
For a moment, a gasp nearly escaped me.
Their shape and size were beautiful enough to make my mind go blank.
Blood rushed even more strongly to my already swollen penis, as though it might burst.
After admiring Miyuki's breasts for a moment, I lightly tapped one of her protruding pink nipples with my fingernail.
Then,
“Hyaaang-!”
Miyuki's body writhed as she let out a moan filled with arousal.
Perhaps she was embarrassed by the sound she'd made.
She clamped her mouth shut, covered one breast with one arm, and hid her utterly bashful expression behind her other arm over her eyes.
I quickly came to my senses at that and, while she was distracted by her embarrassment, tugged down the shorts resting on her hips.
The shorts slid down with a soft swish before Miyuki had a chance to say anything.
I paused and placed a hand on Miyuki's lower abdomen.
Then I stroked it gently, as though giving her a massage.
Perhaps reassured by that, Miyuki's legs went limp.
I chuckled at her legs, whose adorable toes were wiggling, then very carefully moved my hand to the side of her panties and watched her reaction.
“.....”
Miyuki's body remained docile.
There wasn't the slightest sign of rejection.
Even her knees were raised. It meant she was preparing to lift her legs.
She seemed to be thinking, I guess I'll just let it happen...
Relieved, I slowly removed Miyuki's panties.
As they passed below her bulging mons pubis, her moist pussy was revealed underneath.
It was as pretty and smooth as her breasts.
I swallowed involuntarily, then finished removing the panties caught around Miyuki's toes.
Then I admired her completely naked body.
“Matsuda-kun... Stop looking... Please...”
Perhaps she felt my gaze beneath the arm covering her eyes, because Miyuki scolded me pleadingly.
“Whew...”
I calmed my pounding heart with a sigh, took off my pants, spread Miyuki's legs, rested them on my thighs, and laid my penis against her vulva.
Tap.
When something heavy and hard touched the thin, sensitive flesh,
“Eek!”
Miyuki flinched and moved the arm covering her eyes.
Her eyes were wide as she looked up at me, unable even to glance down below.
She looked properly startled, but after looking at the concern on my face, she bit her lips tightly.
“D-don't hurt me...”
Her tone was filled with determination.
I nodded and answered,
“I'll try. Tell me right away if it hurts.”
“Okay...”
Just as I was about to try inserting it,
“Aah!! Aaaaaaah!! Matsuda-kun...! It hurts...! It huuurts!!”
Miyuki suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs.
I stared at her, dumbfounded, for a moment, and she narrowed her eyes and asked fearfully,
“Did you put it in...? Did you?”
“No. I haven't even touched you with it yet.”
“.... Really...?”
Miyuki kept looking at me as she lowered her hand.
She was checking whether penetration had occurred.
After confirming that nothing had touched her there,
“.....”
She pressed her lips tightly together and turned her head away.
After staying like that for a while, she whimpered in a tiny voice,
“It's because of you, Matsuda-kun...”
“Because of me?”
“Matsuda-kun... I don't know... Anyway, it's your fault...”
I chuckled softly at her cute grumbling and soothed Miyuki.
“I guess I was a little hasty. I'm sorry. Want to take a break?”
“.... Yeah... Hold me...”
Miyuki stuck out her lips and stretched out both arms.
I hugged her as though she were precious and passed the time patting her sweat-soaked back.