What I want to do with Miyagi and what Miyagi wants to do with me â 77
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I donât know if Miyagi chose or gave up.
However, she did not run away.
I let go of her hand and she is still in front of me.
I called Miyagi to the music preparation room just to have a little chat with her, who was enjoying the festival without me, not because I wanted to kiss her.
Two days of cultural festivals awaited me.
Not exactly, but I didnât expect Miyagi to utter words that could be taken that way, so what was supposed to be just a little chat turned out to be this.
To begin with, Miyagi is in the wrong place to say something unexpected.
I didnât expect Miyagi to remember my words, which were half in jest, and I donât expect her to say them like that. I think it is a reason to go too far.
ăMiyagi.ă
I call out a little and touch her cheek, but she doesnât run away. She is in front of me, though she seems to be displeased. That means Miyagi has agreed to what I am about to do, so I slowly move my face closer. Miyagi does not move. But she looks at me like sheâs about to complain.
ăClose your eyes.ă
ăIâll close my eyes even if you donât say so.ă
The voice I hear is laced with frustration, and I can tell that she has no intention of closing her eyes honestly. This kind of thing happens often, and the hand that remains touching the cheek is flattened against the cheek. Still, Miyagi stares at me without closing her eyes, so I donât think she is the person who is about to be kissed.
Not that Iâm the kind of person who cares about the atmosphere.
I have no choice but to close my eyes first and put my lips on hers.
The sensation is the same as when we kissed on summer vacation.
It was soft and warm, something I knew all too well. But only the heart was different. Perhaps itâs the location of the school, but my heartbeat is surprisingly loud, even to myself. Unable to bear the heartbeat that continued to echo through my body, I let go of her lips after just a brief touch, and she squeezed my arm.
I followed the hand that held my arm tightly, not hard enough to shake it off, and looked at Miyagi. She looked like she was about to bite me, but she didnât. Itâs hard to say that she accepted me with open arms, but she doesnât seem to dislike my eyes. If Miyagi wanted to bite me, she would have already bitten me.
Then what does this move meanâ
Dropping my gaze, I look at the hand holding my arm.
ăMiyagi, it hurts.ă
No reply.
I know she can hear me, but her hand wonât leave my arm. The hand gripped me so tightly that her fingernails dug into it.
I looked at Miyagiâs face and saw a grim expression.
Iâm going to bring my face a little closer.
Miyagi doesnât say anything or move.
As I leave the body, I was pulled by the arm.
I donât mind Miyagi trying to hold me back with small gestures like this.
ăCan I do it again?ă
I know the answer without having to ask, but I bother to ask. Miyagi doesnât open her mouth or nod. Instead, she pulled on my arm again, as if urging me on.
I donât want her to run away, so I donât tell her, but I think this kind of reaction is cute.
I slowly bring our faces together. This time Miyagi closes her eyes first and our lips meet.
My heart is still beating loud and fast.
Iâve kissed Miyagi so many times.
Iâve done it so much that Iâm used to it.
But maybe Iâm nervous.
I only lightly touch them, I donât press them hard or lick them, but my lips feel awfully hot. When I grabbed Miyagiâs shoulder, my hand seemed to get hot too. My heart is even more restless and distressed by the increased touching.
I didnât want to let go, but when I pulled my face away, Miyagiâs hand was still holding mine. But the force is not so strong and it doesnât hurt.
I wondered if I should kiss her again, and then I put my lips on hers more strongly than before.
Miyagi does not run away.
My heart also matures a little.
Not wanting to leave Miyagi, she kisses me longer than the first time, longer than the second time.
Miyagi is closer to me than with anyone else.
Our body temperatures are mingling in the touched areas.
All of those things feel good.
When I touched my lips with the tip of my tongue to feel more of Miyagiâs heat, she indeed pushed my shoulders. When I honestly took three steps away, Miyagi opened her mouth.
ăI didnât say you could kiss me like that.ă
ăWhat kind of kiss you refer?ă
ăWhat do you mean, like right now?ă
ăYouâll have to be very clear about that.ă
ăIf you donât know, donât give me any kisses.ă
At times like this, Miyagi is not sure what to say. It is a favorable reaction, but I am too eager to know what will happen if I pursue the matter. And Miyagi says wildly.
As is often the case, I donât want to put her in a bad mood. But I also want to see Miyagiâs reaction a little more.
ăIf it wasnât like now, it would be fine.ă
I take two steps closer and pull my face closer, thinking sheâs going to be offended, and I hear a gruff voice.
ăItâs only been about a month since then. Youâve got to be a little more patient.ă
I am sure that âthatâ refers to the last day of summer vacation. Since that day, our lips have never touched each other.
ăThat means Miyagi was holding back and wanted to kiss me, is that okay?ă
I think Iâm being mean, but Iâm interested to see what kind of answer I get.
ăDonât interpret things in a strange way. Is it interesting to say all those things?ă
ăItâs interesting.ă
ăSendai-san, you are the worst.ă
I wanted to kiss you.
Miyagi would never have said such a thing, but there was me who wanted her to say so.
We donât want something like the summer vacation to happen.
We canât let that kind of thing continue.
I had thought so, but now that I had kissed Miyagi again, I didnât know why I had thought that. Even the initial promise seems meaningless.
ăItâs not like itâs okay to just kiss. This kind of thing isnât against the rules anymore.ă
ăItâs not fine.ă
Miyagi says firmly.
ăThen make it a rule that itâs okay.ă
ăI wonât.ă
In exchange for 5,000 yen, I listen to Miyagiâs orders.
It was just something we did to pass the time, but now it has gone beyond the realm of passing the time. Promises made in the past are so depressing that Miyagi, who stubbornly tries to follow the rules, is too hard-headed and disgusting.
There is a useful word in the world: resourcefulness.
As long as no one finds out, I can talk to her at school, I can kiss her. As long as no one knows about our relationship, there should be no problem with such a loose rule.
ăDonât you want to kiss me that bad?ă
ăItâs not fair to ask that way.ă
ăThat means you want to. Just give in.ă
ăâŠIf you keep doing this, Sendai-san will go far away anyway.ă
ăWe can take the same college.ă
ăSendai-san, stay here.ă
ăEh?ă
I heard words that Miyagi would never say and involuntarily stared at her face, and her lips were drawn tightly together.
ăMiyagi?ă
I called out to her, but she didnât answer.
Instead, my gaze is removed. I wanted her to look at me, so I touched her cheek, and Miyagi made a cold sound.
ăDonât touch me.ă
I press my palm against her hand as if to ignore her voice. Miyagi would usually brush my hand away, but today I canât.
ăSendai-san, give back my tie.ă
Miyagi utters the words that make me reasonably let go of the hand on her cheek. I had no reason to refuse, so I honestly took off her tie and gave it to her, and Miyagi returned my tie to me.
Before she can say anything else, I tell her about the other thing I have to return.
ăThe blouse, I can give it to Miyagi. You wonât have a chance to wear it anymore, so keep it. Should I return Miyagiâs blouse?ă
I told her I brought her blouse, but there is nothing in the bag that should be returned. I canât return it if she want me to, but I donât feel like I would be in trouble.
ăIt doesnât have to be today.ă
Miyagi entrusted the blouse to me, albeit in a vague way. Then she added a few words to change the subject.
ăWhy did you call me up and stuff today?ă
ăWe havenât seen each other in a long time, and I wanted to have a little chat.ă
Before the festival, Miyagi seemed to have little interest in the event. But the Miyagi I saw today looked quite happy.
After all, Miyagi seems to be happy even if she doesnât see me, and Iâm sure she would only make a sour face even if I went to see her. And I canât even talk to Miyagi. In addition, the cultural festival that I enjoyed last year was not so much fun this year. It should have been the same as last year, but it didnât seem the same.
So I sent a message to Miyagi.
Idonât want to finish the festival in a boring way.
Thatâs the only reason.
ăIs that what you were talking about earlier?ă
ăI went a little overboard, but weâve talked about it, right?ă
If we put it all together roughly, there should be no problem in saying that we have talked. Miyagi looked dissatisfied and mumbled, ăYes, butâŠăbut she didnât seem to intend to take it out on me as a complaint.
ăI think itâs time for us to go home.ă
When I told her it was more of a decision than a question, Miyagi nodded.
I have not been here for a long time, but it has been quite some time since the festival ended. The sun is setting early and it must be already dark outside.
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ăAhead of you?ă
I ask in consideration of Miyagi, who does not want to be seen walking together.
ăâŠSendai-san, you go first. Iâll follow you to the shoe lockers.ă
ăIs it okay if someone might see you following me?ă
ăIâll be far enough away that I donât have to worry about being seen, and besidesââă
ăBesides?ă
I could somewhat imagine what followed the interrupted words.
Still, as I listened back, I heard a gruff voice.
ăIâm afraid of the old school building.ă
ăShall I hold your hand or something?ă
ăYou donât have to do those extra things, just go. Itâs getting dark.ă
ăItâs already dark. Why donât you walk next to me?ă
ăI would never walk with you. Letâs get out of the hallway as fast as we can.ă
Miyagi, wrinkled in between, opens the door. Then she pushed me back.
I have no choice but to start walking.
A light footstep echoes, and another footstep is heard to follow. I looked back and saw Miyagi and felt better than I did during the festival.