I can have a little more faith in Sendai-san â 158
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I tried to close my eyes to go to sleep twice, but I couldnât sleep.
Sendai-san fell asleep immediately.
I look up at the ceiling and sigh.
Now my sleepiness has gone somewhere else. I woke up once, Sendai-san is too close to me and Iâm not in the mood to sleep.
I kick Sendai-sanâs leg, who is sleeping annoyingly well.
ăWake up.ă
ăHas it been thirty minutes already?ă
Sendai-san says in a sleepy voice with her eyes closed.
ăI donât know.ă
I didnât look at the clock before I closed my eyes, so I donât know when thirty minutes later is. All I know is that it is almost eleven oâclock.
ăâŚIf you donât know, Iâll sleep a little longer.ă
ăWhy are you so sleepy?ă
ăI had a hard time sleeping yesterday.ă
Sendai-san slowly opens her eyes and looks at me.
ăYou were sleeping soundly just a few hours ago.ă
ăI just had to sleep late so you could get a good nightâs sleep.ă
ăWhy couldnât you sleep?ă
ăI wonder? Maybe it was because the bed was too small?ă
The answer comes back to me in a tone that I can only assume was thought out at random.
ăIâm hungry and Iâm going to get up. If Sendai-san go back to sleepâŚă
The truth is, Iâm not hungry enough to eat something right now. But I feel uncomfortable staying in this small bed without being able to sleep, so I get up.
ăMiyagi, are you going to eat something?ă
ăIâll eat.ă
ăThen Iâll have some too.ă
After a yawn, Sendai-san picks herself up. Then she got off the bed before I did, stretched out wide and looked at her watch.
ăItâs halfway through the day, do you want breakfast or lunch?ă
Sendai-san, who had become one with the bed earlier, asks me a question.
Itâs late to call it breakfast and early to call it lunch. Either way, itâs halfway through the day, but if I had to choose, I would go with the one that saves me the trouble of preparing a meal once.
ăLunch.ă
I answered shortly and got off the bed.
ăIâll get it ready for you. Miyagi can just relax.ă
ăIâll help.ă
ăWell, letâs get dressed and then we can make it together.ă
I nod at Sendai-sanâs suggestion and head for the washroom. I brush my teeth, wash my face, and return to my room. After changing my clothes, I went to the common area and found Sendai-san, wearing a long skirt, beginning to prepare for the meal.
This is in stark contrast to me in my T-shirt and pants.
I think it suits her well.
ăWhat are you making?ă
I go next to Sendai-san and ask her.
ăIâm frying sausage and eggs. Miyagi is in charge of bread.ă
Set the bread in the toaster as I was told. The eggs and sausage are cooked while the dishes are set out and jam and butter are prepared, and we take our seats at the table with our glasses of orange juice and plates.
ăItadakimasu.ă
Our voices overlap.
As I was spreading butter and jam on toast, Sendai-san, who was chewing a sausage, looked at me.
ăWhat are you going to do now today?ă
ăNothing comes to mind.ă
ăThen letâs watch the rest of last nightâs movie.ă
ăIt wasnât that interesting and I donât need to watch it.ă
I donât have any plans, and I wouldnât mind spending Sunday with Sendai-san. But I donât think I want to see the rest of the movie. That said, there is nothing else I would like to suggest, so I take a bite of toast and a glass of orange juice.
ăIf you donât have plans, why not? Even if itâs not fun, itâs a good way to pass the time.ă
ăYou may be right, butâŚă
ăOkay, thatâs it. Weâll continue the movie after we eat.ă
Sundayâs schedule is naturally filled with Sendai-san. Itâs not that I have no complaints about her being too pushy, but I think this level of forcefulness is necessary if we are going to spend Sundays together like we have been.
It is difficult to live as roommates if the awkwardness remains, and Sendai-san like today is easier to be with. If I was too attentive, Iâll get tired of it.
ăMiyagi, I think you fell asleep in the middle of the show, do you remember where you watched it?ă
ăI didnât sleep. Iâm just dozing.ă
ăDo you remember what itâs about?ă
ăI vaguely remember.ă
We empty our plates and glasses as we talk about a movie that wasnât that interesting. Then we both clean up the dishes and go to Sendai-sanâs room.
ăCan we start from here?ă
Sendai-san, who was operating a tablet next to me, asked me what I wanted to do, and when I saidăyes,ăthe continuation of the movie we had watched yesterday appeared on the screen. Watching a movie that was near the end until the end roll.
ăHow was it?ă
Asked by Sendai-san, I answer truthfully.
ăâŚI knew it, itâs still not very interesting.ă
ăMiyagi originally said you wanted to see it.ă
ăYes, but itâs boring.ă
Leaning back on the bed, Sendai-san begins to operate her tablet.
ăWhat else do you want to watch?ă
ăIâm done.ă
ăThen, what do you want to do?ă
ăI donât have to do anything.ă
ăIf you donât do anything, youâll be bored.ă
Having said that, Sendai-san stopped operating the tablet and leaned back on the bed.
ăIf Miyagi wants to go out, you can go out in the rain.ă
ăIâm never going.ă
ăThen Miyagi can think of something thatâll do to pass the time.ă
ăWhat about games?ă
ăI suck at playing games.ă
Sendai-san sounds disgusted.
When we played games together in high school she wasnât very good. She doesnât seem like the type to actively play games, and I know she wouldnât want to do it in her spare time.
ăThen thereâs nothing to do.ă
ăItâs not that there isnât one.ă
Sendai-san says with a hint of implication.
ăâŚWhat is it then?ă
ăTurn around here.ă
No answer to my question was returned.
I donât have a good feeling about this, but I turn my body toward her and she grabs my hand. I felt my nerves fluttering down to my fingertips and looked at my clasped hands and called out, âMiyagi.â I looked up and my lips were sealed.
But I move away quickly.
Itâs not that I donât have my own feelings about kissing in this room, but Iâm willing to forgive her this much. Iâve done this so many times in the past that if I make a big deal about it and donât like it, itâs going to look more like Iâm conscious of it. So, I donât mind at all.
Soon Sendai-san comes close to me again and licks my lips.
I reflexively pull my body back, but her tongue enters my mouth. I try to drive back Sendai-san, who invaded my position without refusal, but the space that used to be mine is easily taken away.
These kisses had not been done since that day.
I didnât call it out, but the memory of Sunday almost spread vividly, and as I was driving it out of my mind, something warm and soft entered deeply and tangled my tongue. The movement of something more raw than my lips deprived me of the body heat that was mine and gave me Sendai-sanâs body heat. My head is painted white by the mingled body heat.
I grab Sendai-sanâs clothes.
Almost pulling me toward herself, I bite her tongue with a good amount of force, but not enough to create a wound.
Sendai-san backs away from me a little and then comes closer again. Then she bit my lip as if to get back at me.
Though forceful Sendai-san is more like her, there is no need to show this kind of forcefulness here and now.
ăIf this is what you do, donât do it.ă
I release my grip on her clothes and push her body.
ăThe kiss, do you hate it?ă
A question that I did not expect to be asked.
ăI mean, I donât like it, but itâs not something you should be doing right now.ă
ăThat means you donât hate it, right?ă
ăSendai-san, what do you mean? You said you wouldnât do anything weird.ă
ăIf I made a promise yesterday, it was until you left my room. You just left the room, and the promise expired.ă
I remember that was the deal.
I brought up the expired promise because I thought she might keep her word even though it had expired. If itâs not good enough, itâs not good enough. If the promise has expired, just make a new one.
ăThen, promise me once again.ă
If Sendai-san swears through my earring every time something happens, thatâs all that matters.
ăOkay.ă
When I said this, Sendai-san came as close to me as she did when she kissed me and whispered in my ear.
ăI wonât do anything weird, but I promise Iâll get back to you a little later.ă
ăWhat do you mean by later?ă
Without replying, Sendai-san kissed my earring and put her lips on my neck.
The area she was touching feels terribly hot.
She press on my shoulders and put her weight on me.
Before I can push back against Sendai-sanâs body, my back is attached to the floor. The hem of my T-shirt is turned up and her hand slips inside.
ăSendai-san!ă
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I call her strongly.
I know she can hear me, but her hand is pressed against my side. She continued to stroke me down to my ribs and I held her hand over the cloth.
ăWhatâs with your hand?ă
ăYou donât like me, touching you?ă
Another question was asked in response to my question.
ăWhat if I said no?ă
ăI wonât touch you anymore.ă
Once again, I think.
In such situations, Sendai-san always tries to make me choose. She asks me questions and tries to get me to give her answers that she has already decided in her mind.
ăâŚI donât want to be touched right now, so get out of my way. Itâs about time you kept your word.ă
I kept pushing Sendai-sanâs body.
But her body doesnât move.
I grabbed her shoulders and clawed hard enough to leave marks.
ăMiyagi, letâs do rock-paper-scissors.ă
ăEh?ă
Words I didnât expect to come from the person who was pushing me down, and the strength drains from the hand that was gripping my shoulder.
ăJanâkenâŚă
ăWait a second!ă
ăPon!ă
Before I can prepare my mind, Sendai-san makes a par and I make a scissors afterward.
ăMiyagi won, so Iâll move out.ă
When I said this, Sendai-san easily moved off of me. I pulled down the hem of my T-shirt and then sat up.
ăAnd Iâll keep my word.ă
Sendai-san smiles at me.
ăâŚWhat would you have done if I had lost?ă
ăWondering what am I going to do.ă
From what she said, I donât know what would have happened if I had lost.
But I do know that she would have kept her promise in the end even if I lost the rock-paper-scissors game. I felt that way.