Chapter 34: The Feeling of a First Kiss?

Chapter 34: The Feeling of a First Kiss?

Chapter 34: The Feeling of a First Kiss?

My mom was asking if its true that Matsuda-kun used to be a delinquent.

Those were Miyukis words as she sat on the bed.

What are you talking about?

She said he was exceptionally polite today, and that he ate well and

looked good... She even asked me to tell you to come over more often.

I got up from the chair, shaking my head in surprise, and sat down next to

her. Miyuki seemed quite flustered by my action, hurriedly smoothing out her

clothes. It was amusing to watch her pretty toes wiggle.

Looking at her, I chuckled and asked.

Really? What do you think?

I guess... I feel the same way...

Thats a relief.

As if comforted by Miyukis favorable opinion, I spoke, prompting Miyuki to

glance at me with a start.

A relief?

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Had my slightly altered demeanor caught her off guard? Miyuki swallowed, her

throat making a barely audible sound.

What are you thinking right now?

.... Right, it must be a relief. If even my family approves of Matsuda-kun,

then hell be more motivated going forward, wont he?

At Miyukis attempt to play it safe, I tried to infuse some energy into my

reply, struggling to lift the dampened atmosphere.

But what to do? I wasnt in the mood to play along. So, letting out a soft

chuckle, I casually shrugged my shoulders.

I guess so.

.....

Miyuki was rendered speechless once again, as if shed swallowed honey.

She seemed slightly uncomfortable at first, but judging by the fact that she

hadnt moved away from me, it looked like she was just nervous.

Looking at Miyuki, I spoke.

Hey.

.... Yes?

Whats that on the ceiling?

Ah... that... well, Tetsuya-kun and I put it up when we were kids.

You put it up when you were kids? So, this house has been around for quite

some time, huh? It looked so clean from the inside and out that I thought it

was recently built.

Its well-maintained... thats why... Matsuda-kun also takes good care of the

house... even looks after the plants...

Flinch!

Miyuki visibly jolted. It was because, while pretending to adjust my posture,

I subtly placed my hand over hers.

In a typical romantic comedy, if such a situation were to occur, both the

protagonist and the heroine would be startled to the point of falling over,

their faces turning red as they apologize to each other.

But not me.

I have no intention of being such an oblivious protagonist.

.....

When I touched the back of her hand, Miyuki seemed instinctively startled, but

she didnt make any move to pull away.

She couldnt hide her confusion, though. It made senseout of the blue, Id

sat next to her and initiated physical contact without much prior

conversation.

I left my hand resting on the back of hers, perfectly still. Just as Miyuki,

unable to bear the awkward silence, was about to say something, I began to

gently poke her slender fingers with my fingernail.

Mat... Ahem...

She began to call my name but broke off into a small cough instead, as if

clearing her throat.

Her hand tensed. I noticed the bed sheet around her palm, which she was

pressing down on, began to fold in slightly. But she still didnt remove my

hand.

It seemed like I could take it a step further.

Just as I had made my decision and began to spread Miyukis fingers apart to

interlace them with my own,

Knock, knock.

A knocking sound came from the door.

Ah!

Miyuki nearly shrieked, her entire body expressing her surprise as she

abruptly stood up from her seat.

Miyuki! Matsuda-kun! We have lots of fruit left, what are you doing just

going upstairs? Take some with you.

It was Midoris voice. She must have brought up the plate that had been left

in the living room.

Uh...! Im coming...!

Staggering a few times, Miyuki made her way to the door, grasped the doorknob,

and welcomed Midori in.

Fruits...?

Yes. Isnt it hot?

Midori asked as if oblivious to the atmosphere.

With an awkward smile, Miyuki replied,

I left the window open. Its fine...

stumbled back, cornered against the edge of the bed.

Her eyes, dilated to the fullest, were darting frantically in every direction.

Thud.

I felt Miyukis knee touch my leg.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I leaned forward, bringing my face closer to hers.

This time, Miyukis body shifted backward, her back finally settling against

the bed.

Now that you have nowhere to run, what will you do?

I released her wrist and placed my hands on either side of her ribcage.

... Hic!

In Miyukis trembling gaze, two emotions were intertwined: anticipation and

fear, with the latter prevailing.

If I continue now, the kiss would carry a slight tinge of coercion.

However, I want Miyuki to fully savor the sweetness of her first kiss. It

cant be all about me... so lets dispel that fear.

Locking eyes with Miyuki, I said,

Im sorry, Miyuki.

My tone, strikingly gentler than usual, carried a heartfelt apology. In

response, a significant portion of the fear in Miyukis eyes dissipated.

Thats good enough. This will do for now.

While saying I love you wouldve been better, Ill save that for another

opportunity.

I scrutinized Miyukis face intently.

Hic!

Her muscles, once taut with tension, were starting to relax. The frequency of

her hiccups had decreased, and her trembling body had calmed down.

I slowly reached out, gently removing the hand that Miyuki had placed over her

mouth.

Her arm dropped to the side, utterly devoid of strength.

.....

.....

Miyuki couldnt seem to keep her eyes still, perhaps out of embarrassment.

Her lips, tightly pressed together, were incredibly tempting.

Though I wanted to lean in right away, I decided to give Miyuki a moment to

prepare herself.

With my burning impatience under control, I continued to gaze only at her.

As soon as I sensed that her trembling had stopped, I brought my face closer

to hers and slightly tilted my head.

Miyukis eyes slowly closed.

A perfect, unspoken consent.

With a silent Hooray! in my mind, I managed to calm my wildly racing heart

and finally pressed my lips onto her plump ones.

Hic!

As if on cue, Miyuki hiccuped, causing her head to jolt upward ever so

slightly.

Our lips pressed more firmly together, transforming a soft touch into a strong

connection.

Amused by Miyukis unintended reaction, I let out a soft chuckle through my

nose.

At that, I could feel all the tension leave her body, even her lips, which had

been pressed against mine, began to part.

Should I introduce my tongue, or should I hold back?

Lets go for it. Having come this far, Id regret if I stopped here.

But I should be mindful not just of my own desires; I should also consider how

Miyuki will feel.

Alright. Ill take it just a bit further.

With a short moment of deliberation, I subtly extended my tongue while our

lips were still touching, gently sliding it into Miyukis mouth.

Then, as though I were painting, I softly grazed her teeth with my tongue.

...Eek!

Startled, Miyukis body jerks, and her open teeth snap shut.

If I had given in to desire and slipped my tongue between them, it wouldve

been a disaster.

Good thing I held back.

By now, she mustve opened her eyes wide in surprise.

Even though shes startled enough to jump out of her skin, the fact that she

isnt pushing me away means she doesnt seem to think we should stop.

Is she holding back because shes seen this sort of thing in dramas or movies?

Or is it because shes heard what a kiss feels like from her friends who have

boyfriends?

If its neither, has she watched some porn alone?

Whatever the case may be, it couldnt be anything but good news for me.

With my eyes politely closed, I was gently rolling my tongue against Miyukis

teeth when I felt a long breath escape from her nose, tickling my nostrils and

philtrum.

I cheered, internally.

That breath signaled that her tension had completely melted away.

Relieved, I chose not to go any further this time.

As if foreshadowing a more intense kiss next time, I lightly grazed the outer

edge of Miyukis teeth.

Finally, I used the tip of my tongue to gradually erase the lingering taste of

melonsomething she had just eatenfrom my mouth.

As a finishing touch, I ever-so-lightly bit her lower lip with my teeth,

pulling it just a tad, thus bringing our first kiss to a close.

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