Chapter 564 – Side Story IF. Taste of Blood #2
‘W-what is this…?’
I am so embarrassed. So I can’t react.
It’s the same even now that I’ve come to my senses a little. There was no way forward as to how to get through this crazy situation.
As if to prove what she said earlier, Matsuda pressed her lips against Miyuki’s own.
It was the same with the tongue. Instead of just kissing her, he gently stroked her teeth and gums.
Of course, she didn’t say she didn’t like it at all.
Because it was a situation I hoped for every day.
But the timing was very early. In the current situation, it was completely unexpected.
I could taste blood in my mouth.
It was a little salty and had a subtle iron taste that is characteristic of iron.
Do you know what’s funnier?
It’s so good, but I keep having strange thoughts.
For example, if I drink too much of Matsuda’s blood, I might end up overdosing on iron… That’s a ridiculous thought.
Her nervousness and excitement make her snort become stronger.
Did she feel that sniffling sensation and feel tickled?
Matsuda was her second… No, I don’t know if it was her third or fourth, but she ended her intense skinship and pulled her face away from her.
“While this is happening, let’s just study.”
She throws her words around like it’s nothing, but I have no idea what they mean.
What kind of study do you want to study?
Math? English? Geography? Or is it a study of the body?
In the current situation, there is no choice but to expand the interpretation.
“Hey.”
“…”
Matsuda called out to Miyuki, but she just opened her mouth with a blank look on her face as all sorts of thoughts went through her mind.
Frustrated by her reaction, Matsuda got up from her seat and headed to the refrigerator, gently massaging her arm as if it was hurting.
Then she took out the plum-flavored juice that she had not had until the day before yesterday, poured it into her cup, and handed it to Miyuki.
“Drink.”
“…”
Looking down at Miyuki, who still couldn’t come to her senses, Matsuda clicked her tongue happily and held out her hand.
Swoosh, swoosh.
His hand touches the top of my head somewhat roughly.
Miyuki quickly blinked three or four times at the touch and swallowed Matsuda’s saliva that was still in her mouth.
It wasn’t intentional. It was just an instinctive action to relieve her tension, and she wasn’t even aware of it.
“Aren’t you drinking? “Then what if I drink it?”
After saying that, Matsuda took a gulp of her juice, returned her cup to her sink, and put her arms between Miyuki’s armpits.
Afterward, very naturally, as if it was her natural thing to do, he put her aside, laid down next to her, and turned on the TV.
It was only then that Miyuki came to her senses, having been dragged by Matsuda and her position changed.
“W-what did you just do…?”
“What?”
“What did you do…!”
“I didn’t do anything.”
“Well, don’t lie…! No matter who sees it…”
Miyuki couldn’t bear to say out loud what Matsuda had done to her.
The only reason is that I was extremely embarrassed.
She was like that before.
When it comes to words related to skinship, if you put it into action, you did it, but you didn’t say it.
She herself was aware of that fact.
“Anyone can see it.”
“You did that…!”
“That?”
She is deliberately pretending not to understand.
I feel very disgusted that he has lost his former romantic self.
I feel like I want to punch him. I wonder if this is how teachers feel when they see students talking in class.
“… Ah… I’ll ruin my hair…”
I tried to act calm belatedly, but there was no way it would work.
Matsuda only watched at her TV, not even looking at Miyuki, who was straightening her own hair.
In Miyuki’s mind, the feeling of her floating on a cloud still hasn’t gone away.
It was that surprising. Matsuda’s sudden action.
But is it okay to pass on like this?
Shouldn’t you ask why you did it?
No, she said it was already ruining her hair before that, and she said it as if she didn’t think anything of it… Isn’t it a good idea to even ask?
Miyuki was imagining all kinds of things over and over again, not knowing what to do.
“Hey.”
I suddenly came to my senses at Matsuda’s call.
“Uh? Huh…?”
“How many times have I called you, and you haven’t answered?”
“Oh yeah? “Did you call me?”
“Uh. You lie down too.”
What does it mean to lie down?
I can’t tell if it means we should just lie down and watch TV together, or if it means preparing for something like that.
If it were normal, I would have noticed the situation at least, but right now my mind is so blurry that I can’t understand it.
“I-I’m going…!”
In the end, the method Miyuki chose was escape.
He needed time to run home and gather his thoughts.
Actually, I didn’t have anything to do after cleaning up and going to sleep, I just wanted to calm my heart that was pounding all the time.
Because after something like this happens, if I stay by Matsuda’s side, I won’t sink.
This is what she knows best.
“Uh? “You’re going?”
“See you tomorrow…!”
“No, wait…”
Matsuda looked visibly embarrassed by Miyuki’s words, but Miyuki stood up without noticing his reaction at all.
“Hey, hey…!”
“See you tomorrow…!”
Then he said the greeting he had just given to Matsuda again and left the house as if running away.
Even if I were to die soon, I still wanted to see him tomorrow, so it was a bonus that I didn’t bother to say I’d see him next time.
**
Phut-! Paang!
“Whoaaaaa!!”
Miyuki buried her face in the pillow and screamed, even crossing her legs and banging the bedsheets.
It wasn’t because I was ashamed of what I had done with Matsuda, it was because I felt foolish for running away.
Why on earth did she get out? She definitely expected this to happen.
She was probably more excited than she could imagine because she was going to experience it firsthand… No, she was so excited that it reminded her of the early days of dating, so she couldn’t make a proper decision.
Clutter.
“Why are you putting on a show all of a sudden?”
Perhaps because she was disturbed by Miyuki, who was constantly yelling at her, Kana burst open her door and shot Miyuki.
She suddenly softened her words and asked why she was acting like a dick.
“Pay attention…!”
Kana looked at Miyuki, who nervously turned her head, with her bewildered eyes.
“Have you finally gone crazy?”
“Get out…!”
“Can you lend me a book?”
“Take it yourself. And please clean up properly. “Don’t just plug it in randomly.”
“Am I plugging it in properly?”
Is it plugged in properly?
It’s something dirty.
No, let’s not do this. I’m starting to resemble Matsuda too much, but I need to restrain myself.
“Okay. “Please take it out quickly.”
Cana clicked her tongue at her younger sister’s complaints and went out with her book.
Meanwhile, there was a message from Miyuki on her phone.
[Hey.]
It was sent by Matsuda.
Miyuki pondered whether she should reply to this or not, and eventually picked up her phone.
After running away in the first place, I have a lot of regrets. If I had just stayed at home, I could have done more serious work, but I want to fix my new breasts right away.
[Why.]
I made a mistake.
She responded in a blunt way, which could have made Matsuda feel guilty.
It would have been better if I had just answered ‘yes’… Nothing would have happened.
[Let’s meet and talk.]
[Now?]
[Uh. I’ll go in front of your house.]
[Do you know my house?]
[Isn’t it near the shrine? Please indicate the exact address.]
[No, what if I insist on meeting you?]
[We are leaving now.]
[Matsuda-kun.]
There were no more chats from Matsuda, as if they were really leaving right away.
He is a person with great drive. He should have done the same, but things weren’t going well recently, and he seemed to have become timid.
In fact, his original personality is like this.
‘That’s right.’
Miyuki, who was spending some time lying down thinking about various things, remembered that she had to tell Matsuda her address and sent him a message.
Afterward, I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom.
Even though I can’t shower, I think I can at least wash my face and put on makeup.
I have to make sure I feel sick, not like I normally do.
If we pretend that Matsuda’s actions were not bad, wouldn’t things proceed smoothly?
After all, Matsuda probably has the same goal as himself.
Miyuki runs around the hallways, going back and forth between the bathroom and her room.
Kana muttered as she came out of the room as if to go to the bathroom and found her younger brother like that.
“What are you doing really…”
How could Kana, who has never even had a boyfriend, know how she feels?
Kana will understand when she falls in love. Why is she acting like such a crazy person?
She has to experience it for herself to know how she feels every day.
[There is a playground here, come this way.]
I was busy getting ready and checked my phone to find that Matsuda’s message had arrived two minutes ago.
The local playground is a place where Matsuda and her intimate memories were made.
After she came back, she was a little disappointed that it wasn’t there, but I think that will be resolved this time.
The day is already dark, and the weather is quite cool, so something more could happen.
This time, I must not run away.
If Matsuda approaches first, let her respond actively.
After making that promise, Miyuki put on his hat for the last time and left the house.
It couldn’t be possible, but she was trying to savor the taste of Matsuda’s blood that still seemed to remain in her mouth.
