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Hmmm. Is there another meeting at the student council today? Then I guess I can go home with no risk, without Shirono doing anything to me. Yay!
My cheeks naturally relax. Just by not being restrained by Shirono, do I immediately become happy? My senses must be numb.
“Matsukaze? Why are you grinning so much? Besides, you’re looking up.”
“What? No, I’m not Grinning!”
“Is it? Are you embarrassed?”
“Why?”
“I thought you were happy to spend time with me like this.”
This time, rather than “ehehe”, Kamiki-san giggled in a sort of “nihihi” way. It’s cute.
“Ah, …….”
“Hmm? What?”
“No, it’s that …….”
“what?”
Next, I look up. No way. Is she really trying to win me over? The way she laughed earlier, and the way she smirked just now, seemed so deliberate.
“You’re Red! Are you okay? Matsukaze, are you sick?”
“…… What the heck, damn ……”
“Eh, What?”
“Nothing.”
“What? What did you say?”
She comes in closer and closer. Very close. What is it really?
“That’s enough! I’ve already eaten my lunch, what more do you want from me?”
“I want? It’s that of course”
I swallowed my spit,
“I want you to fall in love with me.”
She said
“You keep saying that over and over again, Think about me, too!”
“Such as what?”
“For example, that it would be bad for me to be seen doing this to you!”
“Igarashi-san?”
“That’s right.”
“I wonder if I can beat Igarashi-san. What do you think, Matsukaze?”
“Why don’t you ask her?”
“What-do-you-think?”
Kamiki-san seems to want to hear the answer as soon as possible.
“T-The possibility is not zero. ……”
“Eh, I-Is that so….?”
Silence. What is this? We both turned red.
Just before I walked into the classroom, things got awkward. I said, “Well then, ……,” and walked away as if I were running away from the situation. Not like running away, but like completely running away.
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Since then, I’ve remained awkward with Kamiki-san. Thank God it’s quiet in class, but I feel like I’ve done something wrong.
The chime rings, the end-of-term assembly is over, and everyone leaves the classroom. After leaving the classroom, everyone is divided into two groups: club activities and going home. Since my seat is close to the teacher’s table, I always open the door right next to it. Let’s go home early. We don’t have a committee meeting today.
As I strolled past the blackboard, I glanced at Kamiki-san. I was still curious. When I looked at her, nothing changed and she covered her face with her hands and …….
……, hmm? Peeping through the gap between her fingers, it was Kamiki-san’s beautiful eyes. The eyes are firmly aligned. She is looking at me.
Ah, she hid it. She closed her fingers. Then she opened it again, peeked through, closed it again, hid it, and repeated. I wondered if Kamiki-san was concerned about it. Or was she doing it to get my attention?
Thinking it was the latter, I let out a sigh and headed home. Ah, yes. I’ll text Shirono.
[I’ll be home first.]
I hit send, and the message is read immediately. Too soon. Too soon.
[Hold on.]
[I can’t wait.]
[Why?]
[Because I have to go home soon.]
[For what reason?]
I was thinking a little. I wasn’t sure if I should tell Shirono about the weekend. On weekends, my family, busy with work, comes home for the vacations. That’s what I’m talking about.
[There are a lot of reasons.]
[So what do you mean?]
[Shirono will understand.]
After sending this, Shirono’s reply was slow. It was returned a few seconds later.
[Circumstances at home?]
[That’s what I meant.]
[I wish you would have told me this sooner.]
[I’m sorry. See you later.]
Just as I was about to close the screen of my phone, I received another text message from Shirono.
[Don’t talk to her, okay?]
Of course it’s impossible.
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Night. I looked at the clock at home, it was around 8 o’clock.
I feel restless. Restlessness, I can tell. I keep sitting on the couch, then standing, then sitting again, then standing again. By the time I’m doing this bending motion, it would be obvious that I’m quite tense and agitated.
But wait? Are they really coming ? They may be teasing me and saying that they are lying.
I stop the bending exercise halfway through and think about that, sitting properly on the couch, arms crossed. It’s possible. It’s very possible. Mother comes around without a hitch, after all. Her own daughter is like that. She sometimes makes fun of me. She says I’m cool or something.
Although I wasn’t bending down any more, I was still fidgety. As I was waiting for her, I heard a “clunk” from the front door.
“I’m home! Mom’s home! Taku! Are you here?”
“Y-Yes, I’m here!”
As I responded, someone came thumping into the living room where I was, feet thumping on the floor.
“Onii chan!!!”
“Whoah”
She dived at me. I felt the impact on my body.
“Onii chan ! Onii chan! Onii chann!”
“Hey, Hime. Stop. ……”
“Uryaaa!”
Hime put her face on my chest and moved it as if she was grinding on my chest. It hurts
“Hime, stop it!”
“I won’t stop!”
“Stop it”
“I won’t stop!”
“Why not?”
“Because I love onii chan!”
“Stop saying that.”
“So you want me to show you by my actions?”
Suddenly she gets closer to my face. Actions, huh? Maybe she shows it by kissing me?
“Hmmm… ……”
“No.”
“Hnnn!”
“Really, no.”
I force myself to get rid of it.
And so began my weekend of turbulence.
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