Chapter 290: Miyagi is next to me today — 290

Chapter 290: Miyagi is next to me today — 290

Translated by KaiesV

Edited by KaiesV

「Delicious.」

I drop the almost invisible soft tofu into my stomach and tell Miyagi what I think of it.

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「Sendai-san, you lie too much.」

A disgruntled voice replied, and I took another bite of the mapo tofu.

It was delicious and not too spicy.

Not that I don’t like spicy food, but the sweet mapo tofu made by Miyagi is definitely delicious. To me, it has value just because it was made by Miyagi, but without that, I am not lying.

「I’ll only tell you the truth. Isn’t it delicious, Miyagi?」

「It’s delicious, but...」

Miyagi, looking unsure of herself, brings a spoon of mapo tofu to her mouth.

「Miyagi, you’re getting better at cooking.」

「This, this is just mapo tofu in mapo tofu sauce!」

I hear a low voice that expresses that she was dissatisfied.

For some reason, the more I praised her, the worse her mood became.

She is always unreasonable.

Still, I am happy that she made dinner and waited for me, and I tell her frankly how I feel.

「No matter what you use, if the end product tastes good, you’ve gotten good at it.」

「...You can make it more delicious, Sendai-san.」

「I don’t think it’s going to change much.」

「It’ll be different.」

「If it changes, I think it’s only because I’ve been cooking longer than you, Miyagi.」

「I don’t think so.」

「That’s just the way it is.」

I deny Miyagi, who wants to deny everything I say, and reduce the amount of mapo tofu she has made. Across to me, Miyagi is also chomping down on her mapo tofu.

I am sure the person who made it also feels it is delicious.

I haven’t made mapo tofu since I came to this house, but I think I may make it from now on.

「Do you prefer silken tofu, Miyagi?」

The tofu in the mapo tofu is silken tofu because of its softness and smoothness, not cotton (momo) tofu, which is hard to lose its shape.

「I just used it because it was in the fridge.」

「I see. Next time you make mapo tofu with Bean Paste, which tofu do you prefer, cotton or silken?」

「I’m fine with this. How about you, Sendai-san?」

「The silken one.」

I think I can make a better looking mapo tofu with cotton tofu, but if I am going to make mapk tofu, I want to make what Miyagi wants to eat. And what Miyagi wants to eat is also what I want to eat.

Sweet taste.

Silken.

I remember Miyagi likes Mapo Tofu.

「Sendai-san.」

Miyagi calls out to me as I am slowly savoring my meal of mapo tofu.

「What?」

But this year is different from last year.

As a matter of course, Miyagi is coming to my room, and as a matter of course, we have been watching movies since the beginning of Golden Week. That is a very good thing and I hope it will continue for a long time, but I also think it is not enough.

I hold Miyagi’s hand.

She doesn’t want to or run away.

When I bump her shoulder, she pushes me in a troublesome manner, but that’s all. When I put my shoulder and arm flat against Miyagi’s, as expected, complaints fly.

「Sendai-san, you’re close.」

「It’s alright.」

「It’s not alright.」

Despite saying so, Miyagi would not let go of my hand.

I wish she would give me a kiss at least at times like this, but Miyagi never does that. I know that it is not a good idea to try to get them to do so.

Even if I do what I consider “something that would make Miyagi want to kiss me,” she will not beg me for a kiss. On the contrary, she would even refuse to be kissed by me.

I think that is Miyagi, and I am fine with that kind of Miyagi, but I want to kiss her, and I don’t want her to refuse to kiss me.

「Miyagi.」

I called out to her, but she didn’t answer.

I lean on Miyagi with strength in my attached shoulders and arms.

The smell of shampoo, the same as mine, tickles my nose.

I wanted Miyagi to feel me using the same thing, but perhaps there are far more moments when I feel Miyagi than she feels me.

I am Miyagi’s and Miyagi is not mine, and I have no complaints about that, but I do wish the portion of Miyagi that I occupy was larger.

「...Shall we kiss?」

Miyagi won’t say「let’s do it」anyway, so I put my lips to her cheek without waiting for a reply. But before I can feel her heat, she pushes my body as hard as she can and our lips, which have just been attached, are separated.

「You don’t have to do anything weird, just watch the movie.」

「Miyagi should watch the movie.」

「If Sendai-san does something weird, I can’t watch it.」

「If you could at least kiss me here, you could watch it.」

I caress her cheek and kiss her again.

「I can’t watch.」

「Then, why don’t we do it later? Watching the movies.」

I pull on Miyagi’s clothes and make her turn toward me.

I cover her complaining lips and slip my tongue in. But before I can get our tongues entwined, Miyagi shoves my shoulder.

「I’ll watch it now, not later.」

She makes a gruff sound and turns the tablet toward herself so that I can’t see it.

「If you kiss me, Miyagi, I’ll watch the rest of the movie.」

Boring measures are useless in Miyagi.

But I know that exchange terms are quite useful.

And I also know that Miyagi needs a reason.

I put the tablet on the bed and pull her arm. I pull her arm hard and as hard as I can toward me. And then I just stick my back to the floor.

「What is this?」

Miyagi, who is now covering me, wrinkles her brow.

「Would you have preferred me to push you down?」

「That’s not how it works. If all you want to do is kiss, you don’t have to do it like this.」

「Will you do it for me, a kiss?」

「That’s not what I said.」

「Don’t you have to watch the rest of the movie?」

I asked gently, and Miyagi’s fingertips touched my lips.