Chapter 21
We entered Toraya's house and Toraya turned on the light, which lit up the darkened room.
I entered the room as he urged me, and he brought me straight to the sofa.
He stroked my cheek with his right hand and said, “You look amazing,” and turned his attention to my clothes.
Is that Reika's dress?
Yes, I borrowed it.”
I looked down at the clothes I was wearing as well as Toraga's. “I have a lot of questions.
I want to ask you some questions.
I shrugged and bowed to Toramasa who said in an angry voice, “Whatever you want…” I shrugged and bowed my head.
Why were you there?
Rei-chan brought me here.”
When did you get in touch with Reika?
Today.
“Did …… force you to bring her here?”
No, no! Reika knew I liked Toraga, so she brought me over there!
The most important thing to remember is that you should never be afraid to ask for help. How did that happen?
“There are many reasons…”
He looked at me with sharp eyes.
Looking into those eyes, he said, “She didn't do anything to me. I am grateful for all you have done for me. I replied.
He looked at me with eyes that were somewhat unconvinced, but when I looked at him without taking my eyes away from his gaze, he looked as if he had given up and put his arms around my waist and pulled me toward him.
I had been touched on the waist earlier, but now that I was alone with him in his room, I thought of something unexpected and my face got hot.
I was so embarrassed and happy that Toramasa touched me that I felt like my heart was going to break, but when he touched my waist, a place that is rarely touched, I felt like I was going to go crazy.
With Toraga holding me by the waist, I was in close contact with his body when he said in my ear, “Don't go over there anymore.” I shook my head in reply.
In the silence that flowed, I softly opened my mouth.
How did you know it was me, Toraga-san?
Toramasa closed his mouth and thought for a while before answering, “…somehow…”. Toraya closed his mouth for a moment, thought about it, and then answered, “…somehow.
It's amazing that you could tell, even if it was only vaguely.
I was glad that you understood that it was me too.
When I honestly told him what I thought, Toraga said, “Really? I said and stroked my head.
As I was chewing on my happiness, feeling Toramasa's big hand on my head, I felt his hand on my cheek and he made me look up at him.
Toraga stared at my face again and muttered, “You look like a different person.
Rei-chan's makeup technique is amazing. ……, is she pretty?”
Endo-senpai's makeup is truly amazing. I asked Toraga that as if I was being mean to my face, which is the most beautiful ever.
Is it because I'm wearing makeup? I feel like I'm even more generous than usual.
I was waiting for Toraya's reply with a nervousness. Toraya looked a little surprised, then smiled and looked into my eyes and said, “You are cute. He then looked me in the eye and said, “Cute.
Toraga's reply surprised me this time.
I had hoped that he would say I was cute, but I had never expected him to say I was really cute, so I rolled my eyes at his reply and let out the word, “What?
I couldn't hide my surprise, but Toraga continued.
I think you look cute without makeup.”
Toraya's voice spoke in a whisper, and I looked at Toraya, my eyes widening even more at the words.
Toramasa's words repeated in my head. I tried to run to the edge of the sofa, but Toraya's arm around my waist prevented me from doing so.
You're drunk, Toraga-san!
I'm not drunk.
That's what all drunk people say!”
He pushed Toramasa's chest area with both hands to get as much distance from Toramasa as possible, and turned his reddened face away from Toramasa so that he could not see it.
What the heck is this guy! If you're calling me cute with Endo-senpai's plastic surgery makeup, you're still saying I'm cute without makeup! What, what? This guy is really Toramasa! Does he have a habit of hitting on women when he's drunk!
As I was confused, Toramasa's arm around my waist was getting closer and closer, and I involuntarily removed one of my hands that was holding Toramasa's chest and grabbed it as if to hold Toramasa's arm.
Then Toramasa himself came closer to me, and the distance between me and Toramasa quickly shortened without any resistance.
Toraya's nasty face filled my vision. I reacted to Toraya's hand on my waist.
My brain, which is not working properly, reacts only to Toramasa and his body in front of me, and my brain is filled only with Toramasa.
I can't do it, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die. I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die.
My heart pulsates violently, and the heat of my whole body gathers in my face. In a situation I don't understand, the feelings that Toraya is cool and that I like him hit me like a wave.
I can't take it anymore.
Before my brain could comprehend what was happening, I gave up.
Toramasa is so cool, it's hard! I love you!
Tears are falling out of my eyes. It's so erotic that it's killing me. I cried out as if I had reached my limit. Toramasa laughed and fell back on the sofa, putting his arms around my waist and behind my head and hugging me.
I don't know what was so funny, but Toramasa continued to laugh while clearing his throat, and I hid my face in my hands while muttering, “He's definitely drunk….” I covered my face with my hands and waited for Toraya's laughter and tears to stop.
After staying like that for a while, Toramasa's laughter gradually subsided, and I removed my hands from his face and said, “Drunk,” making an angry face with a wrinkle between my eyebrows as I looked at Toramasa.
Toramasa replied, “I'm not drunk,” but I was sure he was. If it were the real Toramasa, he wouldn't have done or said such a thing.
I'm relieved that you are as you always are.
I'm dying because you are not as you usually are.
He patted Toramasa's arm as if to ask him to let go of his arm quickly, but Toramasa did not weaken his arm and only opened his mouth to say, “I'm sleepy. He only said, “I'm sleepy.
Please take a proper bath.
I'm going in.
Now, get up, take a bath, and go to bed.
I know.
This guy is no good. He didn't try to wake me up at all.
The first thing to do is to take a look at the following article.
I can't let him sleep like this. It's very troubling. I might not be here tomorrow because of the massive bleeding from my nose.
Toraga! Wake up!
I'll get up.
I let out a gasp at Toramasa, who is saying he's going to get up, but his body doesn't move at all.
I took a breath and said in a sultry voice, “I understand, if you won't get up, I'm going home now.
I said in a sultry voice. Then I wondered what all my efforts had been until now. He looked at me as if he was glaring at me.
The fear in his eyes made me raise my hands in surrender and say, “No, it's not true. I urged Toramasa to take a bath so that he would not fall asleep again.
You first.
No,” he said. If I don't get in now, he'll fall asleep again.
I'm already awake.
I don't trust anything a drunk says.
I said firmly, and Toramasa reluctantly went to the bathroom.
I watched him, and when he disappeared from the living room, I slumped down on the sofa and held my heart.
I moaned a small “ugh” at my thumping heart and the heat in my face that still hadn't subsided, and flailed my legs as if to vent something.
What the heck is that Toraga?
It's so cool that it doesn't make sense, it's behavior that doesn't make sense, and all the things that don't make sense don't help my confusion.
I thought it would be awkward because of what happened yesterday, but it wasn't at all, and I was very happy to be able to talk to him normally, so that was fine.
What is that? What is that face? What is that face? What is that voice? What was that attitude? He was so different from his usual Toramasa that I was wondering if it was really Toramasa or not……it was as if we were lovers…. What? But Toraga doesn't like me yet, right? Yesterday you said you wanted to like me, but you didn't say you liked me, right? But what's with that Toraga?
I can't do it…I'm so full of it…. I'll die if I'm stuck with Toraga like that any longer…. Even if it's just that I feel like I'm going to die every time I see Toramasa. ……
I mean, Toraga's attitude is so different that all I can do is get confused.
It's like he used to touch me to enjoy my reaction……but lately it's not like that……and I thought it was my imagination, but after this incident yesterday and today…….
I don't know, I've thought it over and over, but I don't know what Toramasa is thinking! I just want to give up thinking already!
While I was sitting on the sofa in a daze, thinking of nothing, I heard the door to the bathroom open and I rushed to get up.
While I was waiting for Toraya as if nothing had happened, the door to the living room opened and Toraya appeared. –He was naked.
Put your clothes on!
Just as my heart was getting calmer, Toramasa dropped another bomb on me, and I fell on the sofa again, holding my face with both hands.
Toramasa said to me, “I'll see you in a while. Toramasa approached the sofa with his jacket in hand, sipping from a plastic bottle of water.
Take a bath.
I'll borrow it then.
“Oh, I left some clothes here for you.
I'm sorry to bother you.
I bowed and quickly took my bag to the bathroom, checked the clothes and towel that Toramasa had prepared for me, and the underwear that Endo-senpai had given me, and got into the bath. Thank you, Endo-senpai. You are wearing very sexy underwear.
As I entered the bathroom I suddenly thought about the fact that a moment ago there was a completely naked Toramasa here… and my face turned red again.
No good, if I think about it too deeply, I will be stuck like this.
Shaking my head, I let the bad thoughts go and used the shower, shampoo, etc., tilting my head to see if I could really use them, and feeling sorry for myself, thinking that I would give them the money later.
Feeling refreshed after removing my sweat and makeup, I got out of the bathroom, put on the clothes I had borrowed from Toramasa, and headed for the living room, wiping my hair with a towel.
I felt refreshed. Thank you.”
I put on the jacket I hadn't worn earlier and called out to Toramasa, who was sitting on the sofa. Toramasa shifted his gaze from the TV to me and said, “You look the same as usual.” I smiled at him.
I replied, “You can't change your original face. I replied, “You can't change your original face,” and asked if I could use the hair dryer.
I went to the changing room again and used the hair dryer next to the sink to dry my hair.
Now I felt refreshed.
When I finished drying my hair and shook my head, my dry hair shook smoothly and I could smell the shampoo that Toramasa was using.
I could smell the same smell as Toramasa's hair. My heart ached at the thought of it.
I then took out the toothbrush I had bought at a convenience store from my bag, brushed my teeth, and headed back to the living room.
In the living room, Toramasa was sitting on the sofa playing with his cell phone, and I sat down next to him and watched the TV that was turned on.
As I was watching the images taken by ordinary people, which were titled “funny images” and played one after another with a giggle, Toramasa put his cell phone on the table, got up, went to the refrigerator, and handed me an unopened plastic bottle of water.
I have many memories of water, and with a complicated expression on my face, I thanked him and took the bottle, opened the lid, and put a sip on it.
After taking a sip or two, I closed the lid and put the water on the table, then sat down on the floor and looked at Toraga sitting next to me.
He sat down and looked at Toraga, who was sitting next to him.
I told you I'm not drunk.
I see.
I don't believe that people who have had a lot of alcohol are not drunk, so when I heard Toramasa's words, I wondered if he was still drunk. He opened his mouth again.
I was wondering if he was still drunk when I heard him say that he was sleepy.
He pulled his finger on my cheek and said, “I was waiting for you to come out,” and removed his finger from my cheek and turned off the TV.
I'm sorry about that. Good night.”
I apologized, stroking his cheek, and when I lay down on the sofa, he slapped me on the head.
I had a feeling I wouldn't be able to sleep on the couch, so I mumbled something about “no good” and followed Toramasa to the bedroom for the second time with my cell phone.
When we got to the bedroom, Toramasa let out a big sigh and pulled me toward the bed, letting me get into bed first before he did.
Toraya turned off the light and it was dark in the room. I said, “Good night,” to Toramasa, who was standing next to me, to which he replied, “…good night.” I heard only the sound of the air conditioner in the dark room.
The only sound in the dark room was the air conditioner. Toraya said he was sleepy and would probably go to bed soon. I'm not very sleepy, so I'm going to spend some time playing with my cell phone while Toraya sleeps…. It was while I was thinking about that.
Suddenly, I felt Toraya, who was sleeping next to me, get up. I thought he was going to the bathroom or something as I felt the bed vibrating in time with his movements, but I was wrong.
In the darkness, I felt Toraya approaching me. I was not that far away from him to begin with, so I knew by the sound of the sheets rubbing against each other and the presence of Toraya that he was coming to a position where I could almost touch him if I moved.
The bed swayed and the bed on either side of my face sank under the weight of something.
I am still not used to the darkness, but I can see Toraya's hands on either side of my face, and I know that he is pushing me down.
“…Toraga?”
I called out to Toramasa as I looked at his silhouette.
Perhaps he is doing this because he is drunk. Drunkenness is a bad quality.
I reach for Toraya's arm next to his face and run my hand down his arm to check the position of Toraya's body.
He then moved his hand up and touched Toraya's cheek.
Are you still drunk?”
I asked, and after a pause, Toraya opened his mouth.
I asked him, and after a pause he spoke up, “Yes, yes, I'm drunk.
Hearing that answer, I asked myself, “What? I put a question mark in my head.
What he said before was different. He had denied that he was drunk, but now he affirmed that he was drunk.
I wondered what kind of change of mind he had undergone during that time.
Isn't he sleepy?
You seem strangely calm, don't you?
Certainly, from Toramasa's point of view, I must seem calm.
But you know what? I am sure that I would look strange and calm from Toraga's point of view.
If I had been the same person up until now, I would have made a big fuss. I would have fainted, gone crazy, or run away ……. But too many things happened yesterday and today, and I came here and stopped thinking about it. My heart is racing, but my brain is strangely calm.
And the reason I've been able to stay calm so far may be because my eyes haven't gotten used to the darkness yet and I couldn't see Toraga's face properly.
The actuality is that you can't see the actual face of the person you're looking at. My heart hurts so much.
As I said this, Toraya gently put his ear to my heart.
After a few moments of standing still like that, Toraya opened his mouth and said, “It's really bothering me. Toraya opened his mouth.
Every time I see Toraga, it's like this. It really hurts my heart.
I'm sorry about that.
He pulled his face away from my chest, put his arm around the back of my neck, raised my upper body, put me on his lap in the darkness, touched the back of my head with his hand, and gently pulled me toward him.
When I moved my body according to Toraya's hand, my face hit Toraya's chest with a thump.
I could hear the sound of Toraya's heartbeat from there. I rolled my eyes when I heard that heartbeat. I was thinking, “No, but, but,” when Toraya opened his mouth again.
Is this different?”
The sound of my heart beating faster than usual.
A powerful sound, a steady rhythm, transmitted to my skin and reaching my ears.
Hearing this sound, tears slowly came to my eyes.
But I shook my head to deny it.
Because I had found a possibility.
It's because you've been drinking.”
Toraya strengthened his arms and pressed me further against his chest, then muttered in a pained voice, “…I see.
I gently leaned in close to him and said, “There's no need to be in a hurry. I won't say anything else until graduation. I grabbed Toraya's shirt.
After a few moments, the arm holding my body loosened, and he gently laid me down and patted my head, then returned to the position where Toraya had been lying earlier and lay down with his back to me.
My eyes, accustomed to the darkness, catch sight of Toraya's large back.
As I look at the back of the person I love who is within arm's reach, I remember Toraya's heartbeat from earlier, tell myself it was just my imagination, and force my eyelids closed, ignoring my brain, which is screaming that it is not sleepy as I hold my heart.
— The sensation of someone shaking my shoulders and the sound of someone's voice woke me up from a deep sleep.
I looked at the person who woke me up with blurred and unfocused eyes, as if gazing into the distance.
The hand on my shoulder, gently shaking me, stopped and came closer, as if to look into my face.
Is he awake?”
I thought I was in heaven.
I moved my heavy body to sit upright on the bed and bowed my head, saying, “Good morning,” and Toramasa laughed and patted my head, saying, “Good morning.
With my head in a hazy haze, I lowered my head gradually to the weight of Toraga's hand on my head as I recalled yesterday's events, and then I curled up as I sat on the bed.
I am weak in the morning. Every morning I struggled to move my body to sleep and not sleep enough, and I searched my cell phone with my hand to see the time. It was eight o'clock in the morning. Normally, I would still be in bed.
Can we eat breakfast?”
I remembered that Toramasa had made breakfast for me the last time I stayed here….
I was so excited to see Toramasa's hands had left my head that I had to move my body to get my upper body up.
What the hell is that look on your face?
I felt happy that Toramasa had made me breakfast, but I also felt sorry for him.
Various feelings… overflowing… like a fountain…”
I don't understand.
I'm happy… sorry… sleepy…
Wake up.”
Saying that, he lightly slapped my cheek, and my brain was gradually awakened by the stimulation.
Good morning.
I heard that earlier.
Thank you for breakfast. I'm sorry, you said I was next…”
“Well, don't worry about it.”
After saying that, Toraga took me by the hand out of bed and led me to the living room.
Toraga did not mention yesterday. So I didn't mention yesterday either.
Let's just go about our day as usual. As if nothing had happened. With that in mind, I ate the breakfast Toramasa had prepared for me.
