Saturday came quickly.
“Why’d you come straight here?
I thought we were meeting up in front of the mall,” I asked, standing by the open doorway.
Miyako didn’t say a word at first.
Instead, she took a sudden step forward, wrapping her slender arms tightly around my neck and burying her face right into my chest.
“I-I wanted to change our plans,” she whispered, her voice muffled against my shirt.
“I-Is that okay?” “Yeah, it’s completely fine with me,” I murmured, a slow smile pulling at my lips as I felt the soft rhythm of her breathing.
“I’m guessing you want a home date instead?” “Hm,” she nodded weakly against me.
“Alright then.” Without giving her a second to rethink it, I slid my hands down, wrapping my arms securely around her thighs, and scooped her right up into a bridal carry.
“Kya~?!” she squeaked, her arm instantly locking around my neck harder for balance as her face flushed a beautiful crimson.
“Adorable.” I leaned down to press a soft kiss against the side of her burning face before carrying her over the threshold and into the house.
She managed to deftly kick off her shoes just as the front door swung shut, leaving her feet clad only in the enticing black tights she had dared to wear today.
Gently setting her down onto the soft cushions of the couch, I gave her another quick kiss on her cheek before heading into the kitchen.
I didn’t stay long; once I grabbed the specific treats I needed from the refrigerator, I made sure to return and claim my spot right next to her, immediately wrapping a possessive arm around her waist and pulling her closer to my side.
“I got these the other day on my way home from the Service club,” I said, opening the container.
“They’re actually amazing.” Miyako curiously reached over, grabbing one of the red velvet cookies, and began to munch on it happily like a tiny squirrel.
Her sky-blue eyes widened in pure delight, her chewing speed increasing drastically after just that very first bite.
“Good, right?” “It’s amazing!” she cheered, her voice sweet and completely full of satisfaction.
The exact moment she swallowed her final bite, I struck quickly.
Quietly and smoothly, I reached up with my free hand, catching her chin between my fingers, and turned her head toward me to capture her peach-colored lips in a deep, lingering kiss.
I pulled back just an inch, my thumb gently tracing her lower lip.
“I couldn’t agree more.” “KYUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!” Miyako short-circuited entirely, diving straight forward to hide her exploding face right into the crook of my neck.
As she trembled cutely against me, I felt my own face heat up.
‘God, someone just kill me now.’ The sheer courage it took to actually mutter a cheesy romance-protagonist line like that out loud was unreal.
Now that the smooth moment had passed, I had to silently sit there and deal with the subtle, burning embarrassment of my own words.
My hands gently stroked her back as we both took a moment to collect ourselves.
I’ll admit it seemed that I got more attached from the nightly separations.
Having her by my side was intoxicating.
“Miyako, you look a different type of beautiful today.” “I-I put in more effort today.” [Choices have arrived.] 1.
Strike Twice!
– random Reward 2.
Be bolder!
– Random Reward 3.
Do both?
– random reward […] ‘You didn’t have to say a thing, system.’ I gently wrapped a hand around her waist and my other took both her wrists.
I pushed her back down onto the couch.
“I have to pay you back for the other day.” My lips locked with hers as my knee brushed up gently along her thigh.
My right hand binding her wrists and my left hand controlling her waist.
Her chest, the perfect cuffable size that it was, pressing against me almost egging me on to go further, but I relented.
I only took those beautiful peach lips again, sucking on them longer than before.
“Ha~ ha~” We both needed air.
Her perfect face was dyed vermillion and her eyes quivered as they locked with mine.
[Critical hit] [Critical hit] [Critical hit] [The daily critical limit has been reached with Miyako Shikimori.] I chuckled, looking at her adorable appearance.
A desireful glint passing through my eyes.
“The choice is yours,” I whispered into her ear.
“What do you want to do, Miyako?” I kissed her neck.
“I can keep going.” Then I kissed the tip of her nose with a gentle look.
“Or we can postpone this and enjoy our date?” She didn’t react for a while.
Her chest rose and fell in shallow, rapid breaths as her pinned arms beneath mine shook slightly.
The silence stretched between us for several quiet minutes while I watched her racing pulse gradually begin to steady.
Finally, a small, breathless laugh escaped her lips, accompanied by a few gentle tears of sheer embarrassment that welled up in the corners of her eyes.
She squeezed her eyes shut and made her final decision.
“I-I would like to enjoy our actual date first.” My smile got noticeably warmer, the tight tension in my own chest dissipating.
“Gladly.” I gently kissed her lips again with gentle support to help her back up, and we were back in each other’s arms to eat more sweets.
“So, what did you end up doing yesterday after school?” I asked casually, picking out a dense double chocolate cookie and taking a bite.
Miyako went stiff against my side.
She looked up at me through her pink bangs, her sky-blue eyes filled with a sudden anxiousness.
“I…” She swallowed hard, her fingers twisting into the fabric of her skirt.
“I actually went to go talk to Yukinoshita-san.” “Oh yeah?” I blinked, turning my head to look down at her.
“How’d that go?” “I wanted to know if she had heard the rumors and how she felt.” “Rumors?
Bahahaha~, Yukino definitely doesn’t care about them.” “Yukino?
You two are that close?” Miyako sounded a bit aggravated.
“Hm?
Oh, I see.” A mischievous grin slowly spread across my face as I looked at her pouting expression.
“The rumors must deal directly with me and her, is that right?” “Y-Yeah.” “So, instead of just asking your own boyfriend about it, you went behind my back to interview Yukino.
S-Sniff, wow.
I am deeply hurt,” I teased, putting a hand over my heart and faking a tragic expression.
“I-I’m so sorry!
I just didn’t want to—HMG?!” Miyako’s panicked apology was instantly cut short as I leaned across the space and firmly captured her mouth again, cutting off her words entirely.
It was a brief, possessive kiss meant to thoroughly melt away whatever silly insecurities were bouncing around inside her head.
“Does that answer your doubts?” I asked softly, separating from her immediately after planting one last, light peck on her lips.
“H-Hm,” she dizzily nodded, her eyes swirling a bit as she leaned heavily against my shoulder.
“I don’t mind that you went, either,” I continued, my tone shifting into something a bit more grounded as I smoothed down her hair.
“I actually hope you and Yukino can become friends.
If you look past her cold exterior, I think you two would get along remarkably well.” “Eh?” She blinked up at me, completely caught off guard.
“What?
I’m serious.
I really think you two would make pretty good friends if given the chance.” Miyako stared at me for a long moment, seeing the sincerity in my eyes, before she gave a firm, determined nod.
“I…
I’ll try my absolute best!” “No need to force yourself.
If it doesn’t work so be it, I just wanted to help Yukino out.” Before she could speak up and overthink things again, I picked up a macaroon from the box and gently popped it straight into her open mouth.
She blinked, her cheeks puffing out as she started to chew on the sweet treat.
“But I will have to punish you later for going behind my back.
Tch.
Tch.” Miyako shivered with a hot look in her eyes.
She’s lucky that I care more about her than that devilish body of hers.
There was only so much I could do to hold back.