Chapter 397: How She Enjoys a Love Comedy
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 397: How She Enjoys a Love Comedy
Early the next morning.
As I came down to the lobby, I saw a familiar face coming through the main entrance and gave a casual wave.
“Surprised to see you up so early.”
Hiyori’s brow twitched, clearly annoyed by my surprised greeting.
She walked over, a coffee in one hand and something thin and rectangular in the other, and said in a pouty tone, “That’s a stereotype, you know.”
“My bad. How about we work out together as an apology?”
“Work out? This early in the morning?”
“That’s why we work out in the morning. Don’t you know how good a morning workout is for you?”
“I don’t, so I won’t.”
“So, what’s that?”
I gestured with my chin at the business card-like thing in her hand. She shook it back and forth before answering.
“I dunno. Some guy gave me his card. Said he was from an agency and to call if I was interested.”
“At this hour?”
“Yup. He said he was stopping by to get coffee, saw me, and just had to approach me.”
“Really? Let me see.”
Hiyori handed me the card, and I took a closer look.
Something-or-other Entertainment. A modeling agency? Or for idols?
The company name is right there, so I should probably look it up.
Whatever it was, Hiyori seemed to be in a good mood.
Getting street-casted—something that supposedly only happens to pretty people—seemed to have given her an extra boost of confidence in her already good looks.
She’s so easy to read. And I like that about her.
With that thought, I handed the card back to Hiyori and asked, “Are you going to call them?”
“Nope.”
“Why not?”
“Because I don’t want to?”
“Fair enough.”
“Right? Anyway, why are you out so early, senpai?”
“To work out.”
“All the way out here?”
“You have to be diligent for a diet to work.”
“My goal is just to maintain my figure, so I don’t have to, right?”
“Don’t try to get out of it. Come on. You’re already wearing sneakers, too.”
“Geez, it’s not like you’re catching a student skipping class… Can’t you see I’m holding a coffee?”
“Running after drinking coffee is even better.”
At that, Hiyori made a face as if she was completely fed up.
But that only lasted a moment. After confirming Miyuki was nowhere in sight, she seemed quite pleased with the idea of the two of us working out alone and slowly nodded.
“Fine. Let’s do it after I finish my coffee.”
“Give me half.”
“And why should I?”
“So I can get some caffeine, too.”
“For free?”
“Are you offering to feed it to me with your mouth?”
“W-What?! How could you possibly interpret what I said like that?”
It was funny seeing her so flustered and taken aback.
She’s usually the one to start this kind of teasing, but she’s so bad at taking it.
I chuckled and pointed to a circular bench nearby as Hiyori’s face began to flush slightly.
“Sit.”
“I was going to, anyway.”
Hiyori scoffed and moved her long legs.
They were really something. Though slender, the line from her thighs down to her calves was so well-defined that they gave off a very healthy and athletic vibe...
They were the kind of legs that made me want to touch them every time I saw them.
I sat down next to Hiyori on the bench, lacing my fingers behind my head, and glanced sideways at her as she sipped her iced coffee, ice cubes bobbing inside.
She was trying to act coy, but it didn’t quite suit her today.
Was it because her lips were slightly pushed out? Her usual haughty image seemed to have vanished, leaving only cuteness behind.
“You look better with short bangs, senpai.”
Hiyori said out of the blue, watching the students come and go as she drank her coffee.
I fiddled with the bangs covering my forehead and replied, “I’m planning to cut them during the break.”
“Oh? I was planning on getting a cut then, too. Want to go to the salon together?”
“Sure, why not. But what are you getting cut?”
“Just trimming it a little all over.”
Just not the ahoge.
Touching that thing has become one of the simple joys of my life. I have to protect it at all costs.
“It looks good on you now, though.”
“I’m not happy with it.”
As we chatted idly, it really started to sink in that the school break was just around the corner.
There’s still a little time left, but I’m already excited.
And it’s definitely going to be busy.
Unlike last summer break, with Miyuki, Renka, Chinami, and now Hiyori, it feels like even two of me wouldn’t be enough.
“I’m done.”
“Already?”
“Yup. Hold on.”
Hiyori carefully wiped the straw with a napkin she must have gotten from the cafe, then stuck it back into the cup upside down before handing it to me.
It was obvious she was embarrassed about sharing a straw, which made me chuckle.
I took the coffee she offered and brought it to my lips.
“What are you laughing at?”
I just shrugged in response to her question.
“I asked why you’re laughing.”
Hiyori, not giving up on getting an answer.
I felt the distinct aroma of the cold, bitter coffee spread through my mouth, recharging me for the day, and answered nonchalantly, “Because I felt like it.”
“But why?”
My dear Hiyori is quite the persistent one.
She probably knows the reason better than anyone, so I don’t see why she has to ask.
As I drank the coffee, I tried to place my hand on her small head, but she tilted it sideways.
Tap.
My hand missed its target and landed on her neck instead. It wasn’t intentional, but I figured this was pretty good too, so I started stroking her neck up and down.
Was it because of what we did yesterday, which was pretty intense?
Even though this was the first time I’d flirted with her like this, Hiyori didn’t seem embarrassed. Instead, she looked back at me with a challenging gaze.
But it seemed she liked the warmth of my touch against her cool skin, because she soon relaxed her eyes and her expression softened.
I gave her neck a light smack, making a sharp chap! sound.
“Ow! Why’d you hit me?!”
I led Hiyori, who started whining and making a fuss as if she’d caught me doing something wrong, out of the hotel.
* * *
Even though I made her run hard enough that she wouldn’t have the energy to wander around later, Hiyori was only panting right after the workout. As soon as she showered, she went out sightseeing downtown with her friends.
Her stamina is incredible. We’ll be spending our first night together soon; I’ll have to see if she’s still like that then.
The rest of the day passed without incident.
It was, however, incredibly boring.
Since it was the last day of the school trip, Miyuki was busy with the Student Council, patrolling the hotel and its surroundings to keep a close eye on the students.
Because of that, I had nothing to do and spent my time idly inside the hotel.
My desires were already stirred up from seeing the school nurse yesterday, too… My blood is boiling.
Should I pretend to be sick and ask for an examination? If I intentionally injure my nipple, she might take a look.
I held out until evening, indulging in one fantasy after another, before spending a cozy final night of the trip with Miyuki.
The next morning was hectic.
Because I’d been so enthusiastically having sex with Miyuki, I hadn’t gotten around to packing my bags.
Thanks to that, Miyuki had to help me and ended up coming down for roll call without even washing her hair, leading to a minor incident where the vice class president teased her.
It was a good thing she’d showered after we finished last night; otherwise, she would have been completely disheveled and drawn everyone’s attention.
“Everyone, get on the bus.”
At Miyuki’s instruction, given after she finished the head count with her hat pulled down low, the students boarded one of the buses lined up in front of the hotel, their faces full of reluctance.
The bus ride back to the academy was quiet, just like on the first day of the trip.
Everyone was lost in the afterglow of the memories they had made.
A tour bus on a sunny day, and Miyuki, sound asleep next to me just like on the first day…
A pleasant scent wafted from her, the kind you only find in a romantic comedy, one that made you feel warm and cozy just by smelling it.
I was lost in the moment, holding Miyuki’s hand as it rested on my lap, when mental fatigue caught up to me. I dozed off, only waking up when the bus arrived at the academy.
And right as I woke up, Miyuki opened her eyes, too.
She covered her mouth with her hand, yawning unguardedly.
Seeing her look around, still half-asleep, before her eyes went wide and she scurried over to the teacher, brought a fond, fatherly smile to my face.
After getting off the bus, I listened quietly as our homeroom teacher gave out some final instructions. When he finally said we were dismissed, I stretched.
I wouldn’t say I was proud, but I considered it a satisfying trip since Miyuki’s wariness toward Hiyori had lessened.
“I have to stop by the Student Council room for a bit. Will you wait for me?” Miyuki asked, placing a hand on my arm.
I nodded as if to say, ‘Of course,’ and replied, “I’ll be in the car, so take your time.”
“Okay, thanks.”
After parting with Miyuki, I looked for Hiyori where the first-year students were gathered.
But her blonde hair, which should have stood out immediately, was nowhere to be seen today.
Did she already leave? That would be a little disappointing…
Just as I was thinking that and about to call her, “Matsumatsu.”
The voice I’d been waiting for came from behind me.
When I turned around, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing at the sight of Hiyori.
The crossbody bag she was wearing was almost as big as she was.
“Why is your bag so huge?”
“It’s big because I have a lot to pack. I just saw Hanazawa-senpai go inside. Where is she going?”
“The Student Council room.”
“Must have a meeting or something?”
“Now that the trip is over, they probably have to wrap things up.”
“So you’re waiting here?”
“Yeah. Are you heading straight home?”
“Nope. I’m going to karaoke with my friends.”
“You’ve got some serious stamina. Is the cut on your foot okay?”
“It huwts.”
“Sounds like you’re fine.”
“I just said it hurts, so why are you saying I’m fine? Anyway, come to my classroom after school tomorrow. I have something to tell you.”
She has something to tell me.
If anyone else had said that, my heart might have fluttered, but coming from Hiyori, it just sounds like she’s plotting something.
“What for?”
“I’m on cleaning duty.”
“Are you asking me to help?”
“Yup.”
“Why do you say such ridiculous things?”
“How is that ridiculous?! Cleaning is hard work…!”
That’s definitely just an excuse. She must have another motive, right?
I have a general idea, but Hiyori never acts as I expect in these situations.
I’m looking forward to whatever quirky idea she’s come up with, so I might as well give in to the temptation.
“I’ll just supervise, then.”
“Aww, whyyy…! And I have another favor to ask.”
“Let me guess, you want me to take your bag since I brought my car?”
Was she surprised that the words she was about to say just came out of my mouth?
Hiyori’s eyes grew twice as wide.
“How did you know?”
“I figured as much when you said you were going to karaoke. Is it okay if I give it back to you tomorrow?”
“Yes. Is that okay?”
“Give it.”
I held out a hand, and Hiyori, with a bewildered look, was about to hand me the crossbody bag from her shoulder but then shook her head.
“I’ll walk with you to your car, senpai.”
“Just give it to me first. You won’t get any taller carrying that thing around.”
“I’m fine with my height now, so it’s okay if I don’t grow. Let’s go.”
With that, Hiyori took the lead and started walking toward the parking lot.
A smile naturally formed on my face as I watched her march with big steps, swinging her arms up to her chest like a soldier in a parade.
She exudes such a cheerful energy just by being around. If she’d shown this side of herself to Miyuki, Miyuki’s heart would have opened up to her long ago.
“Aren’t you coming?”
Hiyori glanced back to hurry me along. I started walking and said, “I’m coming.”