The girl who had been sleeping quietly raised a small voice.
Looking at it, her jade green eyes were dimly open.
She looked as if she was still in a dreamy state of delirium.
âAre you awake, Arisa.?â
ââŠes.â
Arisa rubbed her eyes sleepily and slowly raised her torso.
She stared at Yuzuru with a dazed gaze.
âArisa, are you okay?â
âMm⊠Why is Yuzuru-sanâŠ?â
She mumbled something like that in her sleep.
And the next moment.
âYu-yuzuru-san!? Why?â
Arisa backed away in a panic.
She was confused and didnât realize that she would fall off the bed if she moved back.
âArisa.â
âFu~e?ăHi~yaâ
Yuzuru hurriedly grabbed Arisaâs arm and pulled her body forcefully.
As a result, Arisa was able to avoid falling off the bed, but she had to leave her body in Yuzuruâs hands.
âWh, whyâŠâ
âCalm down. This is my room. âŠYou fell asleep in the middle of your massage.â
ââŠeh?â
When Arisa heard Yuzuruâs words, she made a peculiar sound.
She then scampered around ⊠and finally realized that this was not her own room.
Her face instantly turned beet red.
âThis is⊠Iâm sorry for the inconvenience.â
She shivered.
Seeing Arisa like that âŠYuzuru was a little relieved.
(Thank God âŠshe was asleep after all.)
After Arisa had fallen asleep,
Yuzuru, who was overtaken by evil, did various kinds of mischief to Arisa.
He was aware that he had done something rather akin to sexual harassment, something that could not be excused if he were to be caught in the act.
At that time, he had such a light-hearted feeling that Arisa would forgive him, but when he thought about it, it was an act that he could be hated for.
⊠He didnât want Arisa to hate him.
âWell⊠no wonder. You must have been tired.â
Yuzuru said something plausible to cover it up.
Then Arisa asked him,
âWhat time is it?â
âItâs⊠just before five oâclock in the afternoon.â
To be exact, it was 4:45.
Just in time to start preparing dinner.
âIs it that late? Iâm sorry⊠Shall I make you dinner?â
ââŠWell, it would be nice to be able to have dinner with you.â
Today is a weekday.
Itâs not a good idea to keep Arisa around for too long. âŠAbove all, she should be tired from the marathon today.
âIf itâs okay with you, why donât we eat outside?â
Yuzuru suggested.
Thatâs how Yuzuru and Arisa went to a famous high-class French restaurant⊠Not. Instead, they went to a famous family restaurant chain in the neighborhood.
With Yuzuru needing a lot of money, and Arisa having a limited amount of spending money, their options were inevitably limited.
When they finished ordering food for both partiesâŠ
Yuzuru asked Arisa, who looked strangely fidgety from earlier.
â⊠Is there something you want to ask me?â
After all, could it be that she was awake at that time?
Such anxious thoughts passed through Yuzuruâs mind.
However, when Yuzuru asked, Arisaâs jade green eyes slightly turned away, and her white skin was dyed rose-color⊠and she asked reservedly.
âEtto, when I was asleepâŠâ
ââŠYeah?â
Thump, thump, thump.
Perhaps from nervousness and fear, Yuzuruâs heart thumped violently.
No way. Did she notice it?
âY-you know⊠did you notice anything unusual when I was sleeping âŠ?â
It was an odd question, to say the least.
Just what would happen differently while Arisa was asleep?ăNormally, nothing would happen, or you would think so.
Thatâs why one doesnât ask such questions.
But since she was asking as such, she thought that something unusual had occured.
In other wordsâŠ
It was equivalent to asking, âWhile I was asleep, did you do anything? â
(âŠLetâs calm down.)
Arisa had been awake at that moment and had noticed his prank.
Such a possibility crossed Yuzuruâs mind.
But if she had been awake ⊠would she have stayed still like that?
Assuming that she was awake at the time in the first place.
How long had she been asleep?
Surely, Arisa was not awake at that time.
She was definitely not pretending.
Just that⊠She is suspicious that Yuzuru might have played some kind of dubious prank on her while she was sleepingâŠ
In that sense, she must have asked the question with such an implication.
No, that must be it.
Having made such a deduction, Yuzuru replied while maintaining as much composure as possible.
ââŠno, I donât think there was anything special about it.â
Seriously, what are you worrying about?
Really, I donât understand.
Pretending as such⊠Yuzuru asked her.
âDid something not feel right to you?â
After a moment of silence, Arisa replied,
âNo, I was sleeping well âŠyeah, I was âŠsound asleep.â
There was something implied in the way she said it.
However, he felt that it would be dangerous âŠfor both parties to go into details about it.
Now, as Yuzuru and Arisa were playing such a psychological gameâŠ
The waitress brought in the food.
Yuzuru had spaghetti soup, while Arisa had hamburger steak.
A delicious aroma filled the table.
âShall we eat?â
âYes, letâs.â
The two of them picked up their forks and knives and brought their meals to their mouths.
This type of chain restaurant food is consistently delicious no matter where you eat.
Of course, Yuzuru knows of better restaurants, and he also knows that Arisaâs homemade food is much better.
But thatâs that, and this is this.
Itâs not that the food at the chain restaurants isnât good, and itâs not that it is not good enough to eat.
ââŠHey, Arisa.â
âYou want a taste?â
âHow did you know?â
âfu fu⊠I mean, This had happened before as well. Itâs not the same store, though.â
Arisa said and cut the hamburger with a knife and fork.
AndâŠ
She stuck the fork she had been using earlier into the hamburger.
Slowly, she lifted it up, making a plate with her hands so that the sauce would not drip onto the table.
She blew gently on the hot hamburger and let it cool.
Then Arisa leaned forward.
âHere you go.â
ââŠAah.â
Yuzuru naturally opened his mouth.
Arisa, on the other hand, placed the hamburger in Yuzuruâs mouth without hesitation.
Yuzuru slowly closed his mouth.
With a fork, the hamburger was trapped in Yuzuruâs mouth.
The juices and the thick demi-glace sauce stimulated Yuzuruâs taste buds.
But Yuzuru was so nervous that he couldnât even taste the food.
Arisa, on the other hand, slowly pulled the fork out of Yuzuruâs mouth.
The fork, stained with grease and saliva, was pulled from Yuzuruâs lips.
âHow is it?â
ââŠit is delicious.â
Yuzuru managed to squeeze out a few words and asked Arisa.
âDo you âŠwant a taste too?â
ââŠYes.â
She nodded with a sly grin.
Yuzuru used a spoon and a fork to twirl the pasta so that it was easy to eat.
When Yuzuru leaned forward, Arisa opened her glossy lips.
Her white teeth and pink tongue peeked out, and Yuzuru gently inserted the fork he had been using just a moment ago into her mouth.
Yuzuru felt his body become intensely hot and his heart thumping wildly.
Arisa, on the other hand, closed her mouth without hesitation.
âMmmâŠâ
Arisa narrowed her eyes.
Yuzuru slowly pulled the fork from her beautiful lips.
After waiting for Arisa to finish chewing, Yuzuru asked,
âDo you like it?â
âYes. Itâs very âŠdelicious.â
Arisa smiled at him.
The smile looked very seductive and sensual in Yuzuruâs eyes.
Then Yuzuru and Arisa fed each other several times.