Chapter 559 – Side Story IF. Summer Festival #3
“Can I stack this here too?”
“Yes, please.”
“Yes.”
Matsuda, who half-forcedly helped Wataru, who flatly refused, saying it was okay, silently did his job and left the shrine with Miyuki.
Unlike the people who left the shrine with a happy face after the festival, Miyuki’s complexion did not seem to improve.
It was because the festival was spent without any results.
‘Haa…’
She sighed and sighed inwardly, and when Matsuda turned to look at her as he entered her deserted alley, she smiled stiffly.
“Why?”
“What?”
“Didn’t you have something to say?”
“Specifically? But why is your expression like that? “Where does it hurt?”
Why is your expression like that? Are you really asking because you don’t know?
Ah, it’s natural not to know.
“My neck is a little tight. I keep looking up…”
Miyuki deliberately emphasizes her neck, which she decorated with great passion.
Matsuda shook her head at her words and suddenly stretched out her hand and gently grabbed the back of her neck.
Then he started massaging her slowly.
“W-what are you doing?”
Miyuki, who had never imagined that Matsuda would come out like this, relaxed her shoulders, which had been raised in surprise when her hand reached out.
“You give me a massage. “Stay still.”
She seemed to take care of herself just a moment ago, so why is she being so kind now?
Is it by any chance a push and pull? Or is it that she has been building up her desires until there are not many people around, and now that she is alone with them, she is trying to release them?
Whatever it is, I’m nervous. In a good way.
“Does it hurt?”
“No…”
“Do it harder?”
Make it harder?
It’s something of an obscene remark.
No, you only feel that way temporarily because your head is full of obscene demons.
“Hmm… I just like it the way it is.”
Miyuki relaxed her entire body while receiving Matsuda’s massage, even stopping in her steps,
Sigh.
As his hand went down to the point where it could hardly be called the nape of his neck, he let out a long nostril.
Is something coming?
The moment I was thinking that,
Pak-!
Matsuda’s hand, which seemed to be touching Miyuki’s back, lightly tapped the back of her neck.
“Yes.”
Miyuki, caught off guard and slightly shocked, let out an odd exclamation and turned his head.
“What are you doing…?”
“Finishing.”
“Finish? Is it the end?”
“Uh.”
“Why?”
“My hand hurts.”
“Then why don’t you do more?”
“Uh.”
“Why?”
“Why? “I heard my hands hurt.”
I feel like I’m making fun of myself on purpose… Is it an illusion?
Anyway, it’s a huge deal. This wasn’t just something to say.
Should I just barge into Matsuda’s house and ask him to stay the night?
The desire builds up so much that I even think of such extreme things.
‘No…!’
We need to be a little more cautious about this kind of thinking.
In fact, even though I promise myself to be self-respectful every day, I can’t.
This is all because of Matsuda.
This is what happened because you kept acting like you were going to do something, but in reality you were doing something healthy.
So you have to take responsibility. Even the interest was paid well.
Miyuki took a step and jumped right in front of Matsuda.
Matsuda then asked what he was doing, but Miyuki turned his body back and lowered his head, ignoring his words.
“Please do more.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Are you going to make studying difficult tomorrow?”
“So what you’re saying is, if you don’t want to learn the hard way, do it harder?”
“That’s right.”
“Even if you don’t massage it, you’re going to teach it, right?”
“Yes.”
“Is that a negotiation? At least say you won’t teach me how to study.”
“I had no choice because it was an impossible option.”
“I will see all the strangest people.”
Matsuda put his hand on Miyuki’s neck as she snorted in bewilderment.
After all, you can get what you want by being forceful rather than being nice.
This is also something I learned from Matsuda.
“Are you done?”
“Yes.”
“Just 3 more minutes.”
“30 minutes?”
“2 minutes.”
“Ah Okay…! Just give it 3 more minutes… That’s very coercive… That kind of attitude is not good…”
“Didn’t your strange negotiation just become more coercive?”
“Where are you looking? “I gave Matsuda a choice.”
“It sounded like a threat to my ears.”
“Matsuda-kun, your ears are strange. Ah…! “Don’t press so hard…!”
“It makes you cooler.”
Just talking is fun.
It’s even more enjoyable when it includes a little skinship.
I wanted something like this. I hope it continues to be like this and develops further.
By the way, seeing as he was only massaging his neck, he must have liked the exposed nape of his neck.
You did a great job putting in the effort.
**
Ding-dong-!
The next day, Miyuki arrived at Matsuda’s house in the morning, rang the doorbell and waited for him to come out.
Not long after, the front door opened, and Matsuda came out, holding his cell phone horizontally and staring intently at the screen.
He gestures for you to come in and climbs the veranda first.
Miyuki, pouting behind him who was not paying attention to her, entered the house.
“What are you looking at?”
“Annie.”
“Annie…?”
“The one with a magical girl.”
“Do you like that kind of thing?”
“No. “I saw it because it was on the recommended list while streaming.”
“Isn’t that the usual excuse from someone who wants to hide their tastes?”
“It’s true, what should I do? You too, take a look. It was quite fun.”
Matsuda thrust the cell phone he was looking at Miyuki.
And Miyuki pushed his upper body to the side, thinking that he did a good job of wearing a subtle fruity perfume today.
It was a bonus to cling to Matsuda more than necessary, to the point where our shoulders were touching.
[I’m dying!]
Sigh-! Mate!
In Matsuda’s cell phone, a chick-like spirit was protecting a magical girl who appeared to be her owner, and was punching a monster in the face.
With small wings.
Miyuki opened her mouth slightly at the unbelievable words that came from a cute character.
“What is this kid doing?”
“Magical girl mascot.”
“What mascot is so foul-mouthed?”
“Isn’t it good because it’s slightly fresh?”
[Kyahahaha! Justice always wins!]
Now he’s even making evil laughs.
The ending suffix is also strange… What kind of audience is this animation made for?
“Well, I don’t know…”
“Is that so? But it smells good.”
What Matsuda said about turning off the video by pressing the home button.
Miyuki flinched and looked at him.
“Huh…?”
“It smells good.”
“Oh… I’m sorry.”
I was aiming for it, but it’s embarrassing.
It feels strange because it somehow feels like I have become a fox.
Should I say it’s like wearing clothes that don’t fit well?
Everything seems awkward when I try to do things I don’t do before.
“What else do you have to be sorry for?”
Matsuda, tired, stood up and took out her bottled water from the refrigerator.
“Do you want a drink?”
“Um… No. Give me a coke. Zero Cola.”
“Huh…?”
“Give me Coke Zero.”
Matsuda started looking around her.
The place where your eyes reach is centered on the ceiling. Miyuki, who was puzzled by his sudden strange behavior, tilted her head.
“What are you doing?”
“How did you know?”
“Huh?”
“How did you know I had Coke Zero at home?”
“Is it really true…?”
“I bought it yesterday.”
I never thought such a coincidence would happen…
I tried to force it a little like yesterday, but it looks like Matsuda bought some Zero Coke on his way home yesterday.
Is this also fate? As expected, he and Matsuda have a relationship that cannot be broken unless it is broken.
“But are you looking around because you think I installed a camera?”
“Uh.”
“Do you think I would do something illegal like that?”
“I won’t. “I was just surprised, so I played around with it.”
But it’s a surveillance camera… I don’t think it’s that bad.
‘Are you crazy…?’
I guess I miss Matsuda’s embrace these days.
As long as it’s enough to let go of disturbing thoughts.
“Now.”
Miyuki, who was in a strange delusion, shook her head and came out of her thoughts when Matsuda offered her a coke.
“What are you doing?”
“Huh…? “What?”
“Why are you making such a fuss about shaving your head? Let the dandruff fall off.”
“…”
Sometimes Matsuda breaks her mood by saying strange things.
Actually, there wasn’t an atmosphere that could be called a mood right now, but that’s what it means.
“It’s a joke, so don’t open your eyes like that. “It seems like you’re looking at a pathetic person.”
Matsuda was scratching the back of his head as if he was embarrassed by what he said.
Miyuki saw this and decided that if she still made that kind of expression, her tone of voice would soon change.
“That’s how you see it. Sit down quickly. Study.”
“Uh. What are you going to do today?”
“Today? “There’s nothing to do.”
“No, what subject are you going to study?”
“Ah… English.”
Miyuki, with a shy expression, tapped the tabletop.
I brushed it off as if I was expecting a date. Pathetic.
“There’s nothing to do after it’s over?”
Matsuda’s question as he sat next to Miyuki.
Miyuki, who was embarrassed by him, shook her head without realizing it.
“Yes.”
“Then do you want to go see a movie?”
It wasn’t something I passed over, it was the process of asking for a date.
Even though there are plenty of places to sit, seeing someone go to the seat next to me doubles my joy.
Wouldn’t you like it if you wrote with your hands in the movie theater like you used to?
My heart feels refreshed already. Let’s study a little today.
“Okay.”
