Chapter 48: The Mark Left on Miyuki #2

Chapter 48: The Mark Left on Miyuki #2

Hats, extra clothes, shampoo, body wash... and even the underwear shed sneakily hidden.

I pointed Miyuki to the storage shelf on the wall as she began to organize the items shed brought in armfuls.

Put them over there. Theres an empty corner.

Can I put the shampoo and body wash in the bathroom? And the mist... and lotion too...

Are you setting up an entire household or what?

Last time I came, I didnt do my basic skincare properly, so my skin was all rough...

As Miyuki mumbled to herself as if embarrassed, I gave her a reassuring smile.

Its fine. Just put them there.

Okay...

After bustling around to finish organizing, Miyuki took a shower and came out. She sat on the mattress I had laid out, drawing her knees close to her chest and wrapping her arms around them.

As she rocked back and forth as if she were sitting in a rocking chair, she eyed the state of the tatami mat that had gotten wet from rain last time.

Matsuda-kun, is that all dry now?

Uh.

Thats a relief Do you want to connect the TV to my phone and watch a movie?

That works.

Or do you want to watch some variety shows?

Her chattering, as if trying to blow away any awkwardness, was adorable.

I shook out my wet hair with a towel and sat comfortably next to Miyuki.

What do you want to do?

Just... anything...

Miyuki looked at me as she pressed down on the back of her hand for no particular reason.

The atmosphere quickly became tense.

Did she realize that she herself was the one who created this atmosphere?

I gazed at Miyuki, who was unable to hide her discomfort, and rested the back of my head on the pillow.

The gentle breeze from my sudden action refreshed the stagnant air around us.

Perhaps Miyuki felt the same way, as her once tense expression relaxed a bit.

Slowly lying beside me, Miyuki reflected on the past.

If Matsuda-kun hadnt saved me from that molester at the end of last semester... what would our relationship be like now?

We would have been close regardless.

Why? Even if I had missed that event, I would have approached you again.

I shrugged nonchalantly.

I wouldnt have seen you this semester.

Why? Because Matsuda-kun wouldve gotten expelled?

No. A drowning victim wouldve been found at Itsuki Beach.

When I reminded her of the rescue incident indirectly, Miyuki let out a weak laugh.

I grabbed her wrist as she tried to gently push my shoulder with weak force, laid it down in the space created between our bodies, and continued.

Its a joke, but if those things hadnt happened, our relationship would have been worse, not better, right? Maybe you would have tipped off the professor and had me expelled.

Me...?

Youve always wished Id get expelled, havent you?

Well, I did think that, but-

Miyuki, what would you do if I were to get wrapped up in some strange incident now and face expulsion?

Of course, I will stop it!

Miyuki answered resolutely, without any hesitation. Surprised, I asked:

Really? Even if I did something wrong?

I believe the Matsuda-kun of now wouldnt initiate any wrongdoing, but even if you did, Id stop the expulsion. I can just nag you later...

I did expect her to take my side, but I didnt think shed commit so wholeheartedly.

Her answer left me genuinely pleasedmy lips curling into an almost involuntary grin.

Seeing my smile, a flicker of surprise traced the corners of Miyukis eyes.

Wearing a slightly triumphant look as though she had won a duel, she turned her gaze toward the dark staircase next to the kitchen and asked:

But Matsuda-kun doesnt use the second floor?

The walls are slanted, so its pretty cramped.

How cramped?

Youd have to crawl to move around.

Then itd be good just for sleeping...? The atmosphere would be nice if we move the bedding there on a rainy day.

I grinned slyly at her and checked the love bite I had left. Near the center of her neck, a little lower, the skin was flushed from the pressure.

It was a small mark, but by tomorrow it should be a bit more noticeable Just barely concealed by a uniform white shirt.

Given her sensitive skin, itll probably last for about a week. I wonder if shell get mad when she sees it.

Did it hurt?

At my tender question, Miyukis eyes filled with confusion.

So it didnt hurt. Good thing I was gentle with the bite.

I got up to turn off the living room light and lay back down beside Miyuki.

Then, panting as she tried to calm her excitement, she grabbed the hem of my clothing and spoke.

Dont go... Who said you could go...

Not dont go, but perhaps she means dont stop?

Smirking at Miyukis awkward emotional expression, I placed my hand on her waist and started to softly caress her.

Haah...

The same action as before.

But unlike the last time when she had questioned what I was doing, this time Miyuki just twisted her body slightly.

Feeling more assured, I...

*Swish.*

Swiftly slid my hand under her t-shirt. As I gently caressed her slender waist, a soft, warm sensation traveled from my fingertips to my brain.

Ah...!

With a short cry, Miyukis waist contracted.

Her hand, gripping my clothing, started to tremble, and her breaths became rapid and shallow.

While attentively gauging Miyukis condition, I rubbed her waist and lower back. I heard a rustling sound from below and withdrew my hand from inside her t-shirt.

I then placed my removed hand on Miyukis fidgeting leg and gave it a few patsslowly, in a steady rhythm.

Did my actions calm her down?

Miyuki, who had been panting, gradually regulated her breathing and buried her face in my chest.

As I gently caressed the back of her head, I asked...

Were you really surprised?

Her head, previously moving around restlessly, quickly nodded in affirmation.

She must be so embarrassed she could go mad.

Of course, it wasnt just the physical touch; my unusually tender tone probably played a significant role in eliciting that reaction as well.

As I pressed gently, almost massaging the mark Id left on Miyukis neck, I waited patiently for her to fully calm down.

Soon enough,

Ken-kun...

My name slipped from Miyukis lips.

It had been a long time since she last called me by my first name. She must have subtly enjoyed the recent intimate touch.

Are you listening?

Im listening.

I need to go to the bathroom.

Go ahead.

Im hungry...

Shall we go to eat something?

Im sleepy... I want to sleep...

Seeing her jab at my abdomen while babbling incoherently, I knew what she wanted.

Exhaling a sigh through my nose, I lowered my body to meet Miyukis gaze directly.

Then, I pressed my lips lightly against hers.

After some time, just as I was about to break the kiss, her moist lips parted, and her tongue slipped out to caress the inside of my lip.

Caught off guard, I shuddered.

Noticing my reaction, she quickly withdrew her tongue and let out a contented giggle.

Hehe...

She then clung to me completely, tightly gripping my waist as if to say, dont go anywhere, stay close to me.

Whats going on with me?

Could it be that Miyuki is taming me?

As this thought briefly crossed my mind, I embraced her head when she let out a weary yawn.

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