Chapter 170: First Snow
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 170: First Snow
“Oh, really? You’re competing in the team competition with Matsuda-kun?”
At Miyuki’s surprised question, Tetsuya, who was in the back seat, stuck his head between the front seats.
He grinned brightly at Miyuki.
“Yeah. You’ll come cheer for me, right?”
“Hmm... When is it?”
“Before New Year’s. It’s not during the school trip.”
“Oh, really? Then I’ll have to go. I’ll definitely be there to cheer you on.”
“Alright.”
Tetsuya beamed, looking satisfied.
Seeing him grin like an idiot pissed me off.
I hate this bastard for stealing all the conversation topics I could have had with Miyuki.
This is why I didn't want to give him a ride... He's such a nuisance.
After dropping Tetsuya off, we were on our way to Miyuki's house.
As I drove in silence, she asked me,
“Matsuda-kun, why didn't you tell me you were entering the competition?”
“I was going to, but he said it first.”
“Why didn't you say it first?”
Mmm... Her words sent a chill down my spine.
At the same time, it made me feel good. It seemed like she preferred hearing things from me rather than hearing it from Tetsuya.
No, wait. Considering Tetsuya is worse than a piece of garbage, that's only natural.
“I told you, I was about to.”
“But you didn't.”
“It's because he beat me to it.”
“Then you should have beaten him to it.”
“With my fists?”
“...The way you think... That's not funny at all, you know?”
Miyuki let out a dry laugh and turned her head to look out the window.
Slowing the car down, I glanced at Miyuki and saw her faint reflection in the window.
She was biting her lower lip. Was she trying to hold back a laugh?
Sometimes she bursts out laughing at the kind of dumb, throwaway jokes she'd normally ignore. It looked like she was in that state right now.
“Is it funny?”
“...Didn't you hear me say it wasn't funny?”
“Look at me.”
“No. Focus on driving.”
“You laughed.”
“Says who?”
“You're smiling.”
“I am not!”
While we were bickering playfully, the car arrived at Miyuki's house.
Miyuki, who had been grumbling, unbuckled her seatbelt and grabbed her bag.
Then, as she opened the passenger door to get out,
“Oh...?”
she let out a surprised gasp, looking up at the sky.
Wondering what was going on, I asked,
“What is it?”
“Matsuda-kun...!”
“Yeah.”
“It's snowing...!”
“Snow?”
“Yes. Snow. Quick, get out and look.”
I followed Miyuki out of the car, and just as she'd said, small white snowflakes were gently falling. I couldn't help but smile.
It is about time for the first snow. Is this a gift from God for all my recent troubles?
Usually, the cliché is for the first snow to fall on Christmas, leading to a sweet, romantic date... but I think seeing it now is much better.
The atmosphere on Christmas will be weird because of the threesome.
“Wow...!”
As Miyuki watched in awe, I casually moved to her side, wrapped an arm around her shoulder, and pulled her closer.
Her cheeks were flushed a light pink from the cold. I gently caressed one with my thumb and said,
“It's not coming down very hard.”
“I know... but it's only been raining lately, so it's nice to see snow today.”
“Let's go somewhere when it snows heavily.”
“Okay.”
Miyuki's face was quite flushed with excitement.
She sees snow every year, but being with me this time seemed to make it feel special.
Miyuki met my gaze for a long moment without a word, then,
“Mmm...”
she suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist.
It seemed the snow had stirred up some tender feelings in her, especially since she even let out that pleasant little hum of hers.
“I love you. So much...”
Miyuki confessed, rubbing her face against my chest.
Patting her back, I conveyed my own sincere feelings.
“Me too.”
* * *
After taking Miyuki home, I returned to my place and called Chinami.
-Hello. Greetings.
Chinami answered before the phone could even ring twice.
I chuckled at her unique greeting and asked,
“Where are you now? Eating ice cream with Renka?”
-Yes. That's right.
“Did you happen to see the snow? It was snowing for a little while.”
-Umm...? Snow...? It didn't snow here.
“It was coming down so lightly, you might have missed it. That's a shame.”
-Mmm... Did the first snow really fall?
“Yes.”
-Oh my... Oh my...! To miss the first snow, this year will be very unlucky...! Of course, there's less than a month left until next year.
There's a superstition like that? First time I'm hearing it.
I think that's just something Chinami came up with herself... She's as quirky as ever.
If Chinami had seen the snow, I was planning to rush right over to her.
Since it was a day worth celebrating, I wanted to spend time with her, too.
But since she didn't see it... I'll just have to wait for the next chance.
-What? Who is it?
Renka's puzzled voice came from over the phone.
Chinami let out a deep sigh, excused herself to me, and answered.
-It's our junior, Matsuda. He said the first snow fell.
-Snow? It didn't snow here.
-He said it was so light we might have missed it.
-He's lying. Don't believe him.
Renka keeps racking up bad karma.
Keep it up. See what happens.
-Lying...? There's no reason for Matsuda to lie to me.
-Just hang up and let's eat ice cream. They have that Ice Mochi you like.
-Ah...! Ahem... Matsuda. Would it be alright if I called you back after I eat?
Is mochi more important than me? That hurts.
This is all Renka's fault. That vicious fox has bewitched Chinami.
It wouldn't be right not to pay her back, would it?
“Understood.”
After ending the call, I immediately opened my laptop and went to a site that sells cosplay outfits for events.
After buying several props and outfits to use later, I went to a shopping site that sold cute gloves.
It was to buy a gift for Chinami.
The item I was looking at was a pair of gloves.
Not regular winter gloves, but mittens.
Thin, knitted mittens wouldn't do.
Chinami absolutely has to wear thick, puffy ones. Pink or beige would probably suit her.
Just imagining Chinami wearing them, opening and closing her tiny fingers and waving as if doing a little dance, made a fatherly smile spread across my face.
Anyway, when should we have sex next?
I want to do it a few times before the threesome to get Chinami used to it... I should pick a day.
* * *
The next day.
I was at school with Miyuki. When Tetsuya walked into the classroom a little later, I narrowed my eyes.
His hairstyle had changed.
“Tetsuya-kun, you're here? We have a pop quiz this afternoon, so you should review... in... ad...”
Miyuki had also noticed his bizarre hair and trailed off mid-greeting, looking bewildered.
“I tried changing my style a bit... How is it?”
Sensing our reaction, Tetsuya scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
From the way he was talking, it seemed he hadn't the faintest clue that his hairstyle was a disaster.
“...Well... I'm not sure how to describe it...”
Miyuki laughed awkwardly.
It looks like she's trying to be considerate by holding back... but he needs to be told the truth.
Otherwise, he'll be a nuisance to everyone else. Their eyes will rot.
I got up from my seat, walked over to Tetsuya, and pointed at the semicircular dent in the side of his hair.
“Where did you get this done?”
“At a neighborhood salon yesterday... I said I didn't want my side hair to look like a mushroom, so I asked them to press it down a bit. Is it weird?”
This isn't pressing down your hair, it's pressing down your skull.
If you took an X-ray, your temporal lobe would probably be caved in.
How in the world do you even get a style like this? It doesn't look like a down perm... Did they cut it with a sharp ice cream scoop or something?
Suddenly, I'm curious about the stylist's skill level.
As much as I despise Tetsuya, as a man, I can't just let this slide.
“Go to a salon downtown today and get it cut short. A nice, clean cut.”
Hearing my advice, Tetsuya's expression turned strange.
It seemed he was finally realizing it—that his hair was a mess.
“I-Is it that weird?”
“Did it not look weird to you?”
“I thought it looked fine...”
“It's fucking weird, so don't argue and just get it cut. Until class starts, wear a hat to press it all down.”
“There's no way I'd have a hat right now...”
“Then at least wet it down, you dumbass.”
“O-Okay...”
I just saved you from becoming a laughingstock, so you should be grateful, you fucker.
If he copies my hairstyle again like he did last summer vacation, I won't go easy on him like I did today.
That minor incident passed, and class soon began.
I was watching Tetsuya constantly fiddle with his hair and quietly clicking my tongue when Miyuki poked me in the side, and I turned my head.
“What.”
With a beaming smile and her lips sealed, she pointed to the corner of her notebook.
I looked and saw,
[It was nice seeing you be kind. But the swearing wasn't.]
The sentence was written in her pretty handwriting.
So she'd been bothered by me calling Tetsuya a 'bastard'.
I just gave a nonchalant shrug in response.
At that, Miyuki's eyebrows twitched. She picked up her mechanical pencil and wrote a new sentence below the first one.
[Swearing is bad.]
Can't she let something like 'bastard' slide?
So typical of Miyuki, who never compromises when it comes to swearing and violence.
With an expression full of dissatisfaction, I turned my eyes to the blackboard.
Just then,
Sliiiide.
Miyuki slid her warm hand inside my pants and began to carefully massage the area above my underwear.
She even had the meticulousness to pretend she was calmly looking at her textbook and listening to the lecture.
An act that seemed to say she wanted to praise me for doing something good today.
It's been a while since I've gotten a reward in the classroom. I've been waiting for this.
Having anticipated Miyuki would do this, I calmly closed the distance to my desk to block the view from the side.
Then, just as shamelessly as Miyuki, I fixed my eyes on my textbook and began to enjoy her touch.