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I came home from school, opened the front door, and there they were – the familiar sandals.
Again – I thought, and mixed emotions swirled in my chest. It’s like a mixture of happiness …… and frustration. The feeling of happiness that surged through me was delayed by a sense of emptiness.
It’s always been that way.
Sakakita Honami, who lives in the house next door, is my childhood friend.
We have been together ever since I can remember. My parents have always worked together and came home late at night. When I was in elementary school, Honami and I would come home straight from school and often had dinner together. She was a part member of the family. My parents even gave Honami a duplicate key in case something happened to her.
However, as we entered junior high school and both entered adolescence, Honami’s visits to our house became less frequent, partly because she was busy with club activities. I thought that when we became high school students, the frequency would probably decrease even more. We went to different high schools, so I was prepared for the fact that we might not see each other anymore, and that we might become estranged from each other.
And yet–.
I entered the living room, found the figure, and a heavy sigh filled me.
She was still wearing the same loose-fitting T-shirt and shorts. she was lounging on the sofa, dressed in her loungewear.
It is Honami.
She is lying on her back, with her face only to the side, sleeping soundly and soundly. Long, overlapping eyelashes. Slightly open lips. The faint echoes of her sleeping breath in the quiet room are very calm, and her plump bosom moves slowly up and down in time with the sound.
The setting sun streamed in through the window beside her, and in the vermilion-tinged light, her sleeping peacefully seemed almost artistic. It was like looking at a painting.
I felt ashamed of myself when I thought of the clichéd analogy of …… being like Snow White.
I’m not even being watched by Honami. I turned away to hide my hot face.
Idiot.
Even though I understand
No matter how cute you look in bed. No matter how many other men are fooled. Only I know. I know that she’s no longer Snow White, but more like a poisoned apple.
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Anyway, I went upstairs to my room, pulled the blankets off the bed, and went back to the living room.
Then I went to the couch and was appalled.
I wanted to yell at her, “Hey -“
I don’t know how I did it, but I saw Honami’s T-shirt, which she was sleeping in ……, was rolled up, exposing her slender belly. The skin is as smooth and white as snow, with a gently curved neckline. I gulped down a mouthful of saliva.
I couldn’t help but be aroused. I want to touch her, I think.
It is at times like this that I am made aware of my feelings. I no longer see Honami as just a childhood friend.
—I’m sick of it.
ahh damn.. I swore in my mind …… and reached for Honami’s T-shirt. I grabbed it, which was rolled up to around the dove-tail area, and gently pulled it down. I stretched the hem as far as it would go to cover her belly, and covered her with the blanket I had brought with me.
When I covered her up to the neck with the blanket, Honami leaned back and smiled softly, as if she was feeling good – or so it seemed.
A wry smile escaped me, as if I had given up.
“Don’t sleep on your belly. You’re defenseless.”
I found myself staring at Honami’s sleeping face while feeling annoyed that she didn’t know what was going on with people.
After all, even after entering high school, Honami continued to come over to our house like this. Not only did the frequency decrease, it even increased from junior high school. Whenever I came home from school, Honami was always relaxing in the living room, looking like she belonged there.
I was bewildered, but at first I was excited. I was honestly happy. I thought she was coming to see me. But I didn’t want her to know that, so one day, I said to her, trying to hide my embarrassment. –I said, “You’re here again, aren’t you?”
Then Honami grumbled, “Haa?” Honami was grumpy and irritated, her face flushed.
“it’s not your business. I’m just here to see your brother!”
Ah …… I get sick to my stomach just remembering it.
I didn’t think it was for my brother. I felt as if I had been hit by a body blow when I was unguarded.
After that, Honami started saying, “I’m just here to see your brother,” as if she was always saying that, and I realized, even if I didn’t like it. Honami likes my brother.
But still. There is a way to say it, isn’t there? Why is she always so quarrelsome? She’s really a hateful person. She’s not even cute.
And yet, I wonder why.
I can’t give up.
I want to look at her sleeping face forever. I want to touch her hair. I want to caress her cheek. Such desires rush up from deep inside my chest, and my breath catches in my throat.
I sigh with a cold smile. Just go ahead and tell my brother and go out with him. Then I’m sure I’ll be over it. I don’t have to be around her with these feelings of being in limbo. I shouldn’t have to go through all this pain. ……
I clenched my fists and found myself muttering, “Honami. How much longer do I have to put up with this?”
At that moment, “Patience ……?” and with a snap, Honami’s eyes opened.
I didn’t immediately understand what had happened.
I just saw Honami’s clear eyes in front of me. I was so excited to see him staring at me curiously.
I felt a burning sensation all over my body.
“Youuu……” She jerked back and I screamed out in a bare voice, “You, You’re awake!”
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