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Suddenly, our eyes met each other. During the silence, my body was boiling.
My body was sensitive, partly because I had been caressed on the knee earlier. Rika’s figure looked even more beautiful.
Her eyes, which were melancholy and debauched, had a sexiness that she did not usually show. It was as if she was trying to convey that she was a woman.
My gaze descended. The well-defined bridge of her nose and her glossy lips. I had to gulp at the sight of her, closed and slightly protruding.
My heartbeat quickened. Rika, whom I had thought of as a holy mother, was now a woman.
My mind was racing with thoughts of Kisaki. I thought it was over, but it was still lingering in my mind. Even if I tried to forget about it, I was still sick to my stomach and restless.
I wanted to vent these feelings somewhere. I was so restless that I couldn’t help it.
“It’s okay, Masatoshi. I’ve been waiting for a long time.”
I put my hand to her lips and she tilted her head.
That gesture was decisive.
“Nnnn……”
I found myself taking Rinka’s lips. Although we were childhood friends, we had never overlapped.
I was completely absorbed. It was selfish and wild. I stopped midway through because I was having trouble breathing. The drool dripping from my mouth reminded me of what I had done.
“Hah……Masatoshi, you did it.”
“Yeah, what have I done?”
“I’m not regretting it. I told you, I was waiting for you. You don’t have to hold back now, okay?”
This time, Rika came first. The mere fact that my saliva was mixed with Rika’s was enough to arouse me. It did not end with just our lips. The thick mouthful of saliva completely sucked the life out of me.
It was so comfortable that I thought my brain was going to burn out. Rika was at close range. I’m connected to Rinka, though it is only with my mouth.
At this moment, I was Rika, and Rika was me. For the first time, I understood the meaning of what was said.
A long, but seemingly instantaneous moment passed. It was over, leaving behind a sweet feeling.
“This is the taste of Masatoshi….♡ Sweet, too sweet ! I’ve never experienced anything like this before……I was deeply moved.”
“You seem impressive.”
“How could I not, if I had this experience?”
It’s the worst and best kiss ever.
It was the worst kiss ever, using Rika to get away from the woman from the past.
It was also the best kiss, where the immorality of doing the worst thing ever made me happier than I had ever been.
“Do you want to continue?”
“Needless to say.”
Once again, a long time passed. And then we repeated it a few more times. I was addicted to it.
I would have liked to continue, but I suddenly came to myself halfway through. Rika felt the same way.
“We can never go back, can we?”
“Yeah. Rika is no longer just a childhood friend. The same is true for the past. But today was decisive.”
“You know how I feel now, don’t you?”
“I don’t want to be separated from Rnka. I wanna stay with you forever. And……”
“Me too. I don’t want to taste anything but Masatoshi. I don’t like it if it’s not Masatoshi, I want to know more about you…..”
I kissed her. An extraordinary one.
If that’s the case, the next step is obvious.
“Rika…..”
“Masatoshi……”
As I was about to put my hand on Rika’s body, I suddenly heard an incoming call.
“At a time like this.”
When I answered, it was just a sales call. It was the kind of call that you would not normally answer.
It only lasted a dozen seconds. But that was decisive.
The burning, uncontrollable inferiority complex quickly disappeared.
There was no longer any atmosphere of being able to go with the flow. We both became calm.
“Shall I cook?”
“Yeah…….”
At first, the cooking was silent. I asked only the bare minimum of questions and gave only the bare minimum of instructions, and continued to cook in an indifferent manner.
It was an unprecedented aloofness. It was impossible to change the atmosphere and treat her as usual.
As things were gradually coming together, the conversation returned. Little by little.
“What do you think of my menu?”
“It’s superb. I don’t think there is anything better.”
Yakisoba, yakiniku, and okonomiyaki.
A super hearty three-item grilled menu. But the taste is unmistakable. Expectations are high.
“You’re tired, so you can eat a lot.”
“Don’t catch me off guard.”
“It felt so good, just now. I thought about it again.”
“Even if it was…….”
“That kind of atmosphere, it doesn’t suit us, right?”
“That’s right.”
The conversation returned after that. It should have been business as usual, but it sounded somehow different. I wondered if it was because we had entered a new stage of our lives.
“Eat a lot, Masatoshi.”
That was the first thing she said after sitting at the table.
“Here, ahhh.”
As if it were a matter of course.
“I’m embarrassed.”
“What are you talking about now?”
“Right.”
I accepted it as it was. The fact that Rika was feeding them to me made them even more delicious.
“I’m so proud of you, Maa kun. You ate well.”
“I don’t like the name [Maa kun] and it tickles me like I’m being taken care of in kindergarten.”
“Then, how about Masa kun?”
“It’s informal, so I guess it’s acceptable.”
“Then, Masatoshi will be Masa kun from today.”
I retorted that it was sudden. I had no choice but to accept it.
“Masatoshi, this is a ritual. In order to part ways with that woman, you will abandon your past name. And we will change. We can move beyond the world of childhood friends and into the future. It’s not like I’m acting on a whim. It was an idea for me and Masatoshi.”
She spoke without hesitation.
“Masatoshi…..no, Masa kun, accept it.”
“I understand perfectly. Of course, Rika?”
The way I call her has not changed. What has changed is the thought I put into the words. She is not the Rika that everyone calls her. It’s the Rika that I’ve been holding in my heart for the past dozen years.
“It sounds somehow different, it’s strange. Let’s get along well from now on.”
“Likewise. Well, shall I feed you too?”
“Yay〜!”
In the end, we didn’t use our chopsticks for ourselves. I decided to do something that even newly dating couples don’t do, feeding each other all the time.
It may have been just a silly gesture. But I was glad we did so. I was beginning to realize that I had successfully moved on from the incident.
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