Chapter 566 – Side Story IF. Ready to Compete
Seueuugh.
As the well-oiled door opened, a pleasant scent stimulated my nose.
I go out and come home every day, but today it feels different.
Maybe it’s because I did such an immoral thing with Matsuda… In the outdoors.
“Come… Huh? “Why are you dressed like this?”
Midori’s question as she welcomes her daughter back.
Miyuki answered after seeing her mother’s embarrassed face.
“I stopped by the playground.”
“What did you do at the playground, so you’re buried in the sand?”
After finishing up with Matsuda, I came home and started shaking off my clothes, but it seemed like not all of them were gone.
It seems like the sand that hasn’t dried yet from the rain got stuck to my clothes.
When I looked around the skirt, there was a little bit of sand, just as I thought.
I didn’t see this… I thought it was because it was dark.
“Why are you overdoing it? “I made a sand castle.”
“Sand castle…? “How old are you?”
Actually, she didn’t make sand castles or anything, but… I don’t think mom needs to know these details.
“Isn’t that possible?”
“Even so, at this hour… And why are you dressed like that… You shouldn’t come in now. “Sand falls.”
“I shook off everything that dried.”
“But that doesn’t work. “I’m out.”
“Are you kicking me out?”
“Stop snickering and get out.”
Midori puts on slippers and pushes Miyuki’s back.
Miyuki, pouting at her mother’s anger, reluctantly came out.
Afterward, as Midori shook off all of her clothes, her shoulders fell back.
“It hurts…! “Don’t hit me…!”
It was because Midori’s touch was quite painful.
It seemed like she was scolding her for ruining her clothes, like a child having fun playing on the playground.
“The more you go, the more immature you really become… Tetsuya-kun too…”
“Aren’t you playing with Tetsuya-kun?”
“Then who did you make the sand castle with?”
“Matsuda-kun.”
“Matsuda? Ah… That friend you talked about last time?”
“Huh. “He used to be a really bad person, but now he’s completely changed and is becoming a model student.”
“He’s such a funny kid, isn’t he?”
“Why is Matsuda-kun such a funny kid?”
“Not that friend Matsuda-kun, but you.”
“Why me?”
“It was only a few weeks ago that she was talking bad about Matsuda until her mouth was dry. Can people change that easily?”
“No… I’ve never gossiped to the point where my saliva was dry? I just said I had a bad personality, so why go overboard…! And I can see you trying. “I’m sure Mom will be very happy when she sees it, right?”
Mom has been kind to Matsuda ever since she visited him with a gift just before he went to sea.
It was not because of the gift, but because of the greeting and behavior.
He comes over and helps with work in a way that doesn’t feel burdensome, and he knows when to leave.
I don’t want to compare her, but she was different from Tetsuya, who tried to help too much, and her mother and father felt comfortable with Matsuda much earlier than Tetsuya.
It was a bonus that her credit rating increased significantly when she saved her daughter from drowning.
“Okay? Is that even a guarantee? “You said it was defective?”
“He was originally a nice guy, but because of his surroundings… He had a bit of a harsh look, so some terrible kids approached him and that’s how it ended up. “My personality is really kind… I’m not very kind, but I like it.”
“You speak like someone who doesn’t want her friend’s image to be tarnished, Matsuda?”
“That’s right… Because we’re friends.”
Even though she’s missing the ‘man’ in front of her, her mom will find out soon.
“If you’re so confident, why not bring me here once? Now go in.”
“Yes.”
“It’s not even a child…”
“Oh, stop saying something…! I didn’t know either…!”
“Go in quickly.”
Miyuki, who stuck her lips out against her mother’s back, took a shower as soon as she got up.
Afterward, he returned to his room and lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
After coming to my quiet home, I was reminded of what Matsuda did today.
I started by kissing her, flicking her bra strap, and when the mood was ripe, I slipped my hand into the hem of her skirt and gently touched her thigh.
The length of her skirt was also long, and I didn’t even notice it until Matsuda placed his hand on her thigh.
How they secretly lifted it… I don’t know whether to call it amazing or insidious.
‘Did I lift my leg…?’
The problem is that she can’t remember whether she unconsciously lifted her leg under Matsuda’s touch or whether she stayed still.
If it’s the former, it seems like you’re a light person, and if it’s the latter, it seems like you’re a snail.
If I had to choose, I would choose the latter.
But now, that choice is impossible.
It means that time has already passed.
Probably not the former. Because I was paying attention…
Miyuki, having made up her mind, picked up her cell phone and was about to send a message to Matsuda, but then stopped.
Is it right to try to talk first?
As of now, he has had his first kiss with Matsuda.
I don’t think I should act too calmly.
This is not a push and pull, but a pursuit of naturalness.
There wasn’t really any problem.
To be honest, I really want to talk to Matsuda all night long, but… Let’s hold on.
To endure is to win. Shouldn’t we meet tomorrow and talk about a lot of things?
‘What should I do tomorrow…’
First, I’ll go to band academy and then hang out at Matsuda’s house all day.
The relationship has developed rapidly, what will happen tomorrow?
Something sticky… I hope something like that happens.
**
“I’m hungry.”
Miyuki, who finished her class and went out into the street with Matsuda, looked at Matsuda to satisfy her appetite while looking at the restaurants scattered around.
“Didn’t you just eat? “The teacher bought me a hamburger.”
“Is that what you ate? And even if you eat, you can still be hungry.”
“If you ate two, you ate them all. “Don’t say anything absurd.”
“Everyone’s stomach size is different, so why are you using your standards? And don’t talk like a grandmother.”
“What kind of grandmother-like way of speaking is this…!”
It’s fun.
It was like that in the past, but it’s especially fun now.
I think it’s because Matsuda and I get to spend time alone, without anyone else.
I never thought vacation would be so meaningful. I’m glad.
Sigh.
While they were bickering, Matsuda’s arm subtly wrapped around Miyuki’s shoulder.
His thick and long arms extend past his collarbone, to his upper chest, and further down to near the center of his chest.
Miyuki, startled by him, turned his head, and he cocked his chin with a shameless expression.
“What.”
“… Should I let go of this?”
“Why?”
“I really want to ask you something? Matsuda-kun, why do you behave like this to me?”
“I did it because I liked it, but I’m sorry.”
I flinch.
Again, he is openly expressing his feelings.
Does this mean you know how to like it?
Actually, that’s true.
“Joe, isn’t it a good reason to put your arms around each other? And you say you’re sorry, but why are your hands still the same?”
“Because it’s comfortable.”
“That’s even less of a reason…! I’m hot so let go…!”
“Does this mean we can continue if it’s not hot?”
“No?”
“I get it. “Then let’s go somewhere cooler.”
“I said no, but why do I take it as a positive…”
Miyuki’s mouth closed tightly.
This happened right after I saw the love hotel right in front of me.
The street Matsuda and himself entered was a street full of love hotels.
Was the ‘cool place’ really like this?
Are you thinking about having a relationship already?
My first relationship today… To be exact, I couldn’t expect to have my first relationship in the past, so I came wearing comfortable underwear.
If I had known it would be like this, I would have paid attention…
Miyuki, who had been spewing out these delusions, burst into laughter as Matsuda walked out of her street without hesitation.
Well then.
There is no way Matsuda would come here at this timing.
Besides, he would want to have sex with her at home, so it was natural for him not to go to a love hotel.
But it is only a matter of time.
Mazda has already released the brakes.
From now on, I think it’s time for her to prepare her heart.
Actually, she didn’t have anything to prepare, but that’s true.
“Matsuda-kun.”
“Why again?”
“I’m going to go to the beach with my family this weekend. Do you want to come, Matsuda?”
“Me?”
“Yes.”
“Aren’t you going with your family? Can I wear it?”
“There’s nothing to do anyway.”
“I have nothing to do, but are you and your family okay?”
“Huh. “Mom said she was curious about Matsuda-kun, so she asked me to bring her here.”
“Did you even talk about me?”
“Do a lot. “He’s a bad student who behaves like this.”
Matsuda scratched his cheek as he pointed to the arm around his neck.
“If I don’t like it, I won’t do it.”
“Don’t do it then.”
“That’s a bit weird.”
“You said you wouldn’t do it?”
“Be loud and tell me what you want to eat.”
“I’m not going to eat. “I’m not hungry.”
“Force-feeding?”
Forcibly? It’s something dirty.
Since I’m hanging out with Matsuda, I can’t hide my desires even in everyday conversations.
When I went to the sea in the past, it was a time when I was trying to improve my relationship with Matsuda.
Since then, the relationship has progressed significantly.
But not now.
Matsuda and she both know their feelings for each other.
So the flow itself would be greatly different.
Maybe that day, what she thinks will happen will not happen?
The possibility of that happening is very high.
So before that, I have to go buy her competition underwear.
