Chapter 71: An Unplanned Solo Event
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 71: An Unplanned Solo Event
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I wish tomorrow were a holiday.
It was the first time I'd ever had that thought.
Of course, it wasn't that I didn't want to go to the academy.
It was just a feeling. How nice would it be if it were a holiday and I could just rest...
My body felt drained, and it was so late that I worried I wouldn't be in good shape no matter how much I slept.
Unable to fall asleep even past two in the morning, Miyuki slowly turned her head.
And there...
“....Ngh... damn...”
Matsuda grimaced, stopping himself just short of letting a curse slip out.
Looking at him, Miyuki barely managed to stifle a laugh.
She knew exactly why Matsuda was acting like that.
‘Hee...’
A mischievous smile crept onto Miyuki's lips as she giggled inwardly.
She raised a hand and fiddled with Matsuda's forearm, which she was using as a pillow.
“Nngh...”
Another groan escaped Matsuda.
His arm had clearly gone numb from her using it as a pillow for so long.
I want to tease him more.
I want to wake him up.
I want to hear him, his voice thick with sleep, ask me to move for a bit because his arm is numb.
The desire bloomed within her, but Miyuki obediently lifted her head from his arm.
Watching Matsuda curl up, tucking his arm between his legs, Miyuki giggled quietly before grabbing a pillow for her head.
Then, she replayed the first orgasm she had ever experienced.
A stimulation so intense that her memory of it was fragmented.
I thought I was going to lose my mind.
No, I actually did lose it for a moment.
Just thinking about the pleasure she felt then made her body heat up all over again.
In fact, it had been like this since she first tried to sleep.
Her body and mind were exhausted, but whenever she tried to sleep, the memory of that pleasure would surface unbidden, chasing away any chance of rest.
“Haaah...”
Letting out a series of sighs to cool herself down, Miyuki glanced at Matsuda.
His expression was peaceful again. The numbness must have subsided.
For some reason, Miyuki felt a pang of disappointment. She licked her lips and picked up her phone.
Careful not to wake Matsuda, she turned the screen brightness all the way down and saw two new messages.
They were from her older sister, Kana, sent around midnight.
[You're not really at a friend's house, are you?]
Below the suggestive question was a sticker of a smug cat character, its lips curled in a look of disdain.
It was as if she knew exactly where Miyuki was.
Miyuki let out a dry laugh, debating whether or not to tell her.
Getting her advice might be nice, but... her sister had never even had a boyfriend. What would she know?
If anything, she'd just bombard me with questions after I told her everything.
Thinking about it that way, it also seemed like a good chance to take her know-it-all sister down a peg.
The thought of Kana being struck speechless by the detailed descriptions was kind of funny.
As Miyuki was debating whether to reply, she heard a voice.
“Go to sleep... What are you doing...?”
Hearing Matsuda's voice, thick with sleep, she quickly turned over.
“Ah... you're awake...?”
“Yeah...”
Matsuda kneaded his arm, letting out a long breath through his nose.
Miyuki stared at him and asked worriedly, “Does your arm hurt a lot...? Is it still numb?”
“It's whatever... Is it raining?”
Matsuda's voice was always nice to listen to, but it was best when he was sleepy.
To exaggerate a little, it felt like ecstasy for the ears. It was the best.
Miyuki looked out the window and answered, “Yeah... it is.”
“You're still not asleep...?”
“I can't seem to fall asleep...”
“Then you shouldn't have used my arm as a pillow in the first place...”
Matsuda grumbled, his tone playful and not at all serious, and slid his arm under the pillow Miyuki was using.
Then, he wrapped that same arm around her, pulling her into his embrace.
“This is better... Just sleep like this.”
“But I told you I can't sleep...?”
“Still, try. If you don't want to be exhausted tomorrow...”
It was absurd how he said that while blatantly touching her waist.
Of course, that didn't mean she disliked it. Matsuda's touch felt good. Just like always.
“But I don't want to sleep...”
Resting her hand on Matsuda's firm, warm chest, Miyuki had a realization.
It was that at times like this, when she felt so sensitive, she became much more clingy.
To be precise, it happened in the early morning hours after she'd been with Matsuda.
But what could she do? She couldn't control these feelings.
And it wasn't like Matsuda seemed to mind.
Poke. Poke.
“Stop poking me... or you'll be in trouble.”
Hearing Matsuda's stern voice, Miyuki only stiffened her index finger and poked his chest relentlessly.
She was acting out, more defiant than a contrarian frog.
Watching her, Matsuda chuckled. “I'm going to be wide awake because of you... Stop it.”
“....No.”
“I said, stop.”
“I don't want to...”
“Hah... you're not a kid...” Matsuda clicked his tongue and pulled Miyuki into a tight hug so she couldn't move.
And Miyuki, seeing things go exactly as she'd wanted, cheered inwardly.
“Now, really, go to sleep...”
“Okay...”
Finally answering obediently, Miyuki felt a wave of drowsiness wash over her the moment Matsuda held her, her eyelids growing heavy.
It felt like she would fall asleep the instant she closed her eyes.
Being in his arms, which were warmer than any soft bed, even made her feel happy.
‘But how am I going to get up tomorrow...?’
It had been raining constantly lately, lowering the temperature outside, and on chilly days like this, she hated getting out from under the covers.
On days like this, the best thing to do was rest under a thick blanket with a book... The thought of having to sit through class while half-asleep was already daunting.
“I don't know...” Miyuki muttered to herself, and as Matsuda tightened his arm around her, she pushed all her worries away.
It'll work out somehow.
Deciding to take things easy, she closed her eyes.
Today had been a perfect day, except for one thing.
That one thing was that Matsuda hadn't been able to finish, and she felt a lingering sense of regret about it.
Next time, I hope we can both come at the same time.
No, not "I hope." I'll make sure it happens.
* * *
“Matsuda.”
An incredibly grating voice.
I'd woken up early, shared a drowsy kiss with Miyuki, and just had a refreshing shower.
But hearing that sound, more unpleasant than nails on a chalkboard, instantly soured my mood.
“.....”
“Matsuda. Wake up.”
Seriously, can this bastard not see that I'm sleeping?
I've been letting him off easy lately, and now he's starting to get cocky. Unless you want to be stuck jerking off to the four walls of a cell, you'd better leave me alone.
Keep pissing me off, and I'll move into your house and become a professional shut-in, you hear me?
I slowly sat up and shot Tetsuya a glare.
“What is it.”
“Ah... sorry. Miyuki wanted me to give you this.”
Tetsuya held out a chocolate milk.
Wondering when she'd bought it, I glanced over at Miyuki, but she was motionless, slumped over her desk.
She'd probably stay like that, catching up on sleep, until class started.
I took the chocolate milk, set it on my desk, and asked, “When did you go to the school store?”
“While you were sleeping.”
“Oh, really?”
“What's with you two today?”
“What about us.”
“You both look exhausted. Miyuki said she didn't sleep well last night... Same for you?”
We came in separately, and we're this out of it. You should be able to put two and two together by now.
You indecisive, moderately ugly bastard.
I have to say, your denseness is truly something to behold.
Didn't you ask Miyuki on your way to the store? What she did last night to be this wiped out?
The way she is now, she might not have been completely honest, but she would've at least said she was with me late... What a shame.
Waving a hand as if shooing away an annoying fly, I flopped back down onto my desk.
Finding this amusing, Tetsuya let out a sinister chuckle and said.
“Did you know we're changing seats this week?”
Just as I was about to drift into a light sleep, my ears perked up.
The seat-changing event isn't a mandatory rom-com cliché, but it's a common one.
It's a device used to confirm the development in the heroine and protagonist's relationship, making it easier to create scenes of them flirting on the sly.
And in DokiAka, an event like this... seemed like it would exist, but it didn't.
In other words, this seat change is a solo event just for me and Miyuki.
A brand-new event, at that.
My sleepiness vanished in an instant. Still lying on my desk, I turned my head toward Tetsuya.
“Changing seats, out of the blue? Are you sure?”
“It hasn't been long since the cultural festival ended, so they're doing it to change the atmosphere.”
“Really...? Who'd you hear that from?”
“I just heard it from the vice class president.”
Excellent information.
Thanks, Tetsuya. The role of info-dumper or exposition guy suits you best.
Keep living like that.
I'm not being sarcastic; that's a sincere compliment.
“Can we choose our own seats?”
“I don't know about that.”
It would be great if the students could decide, but I'm not worried even if it's a lottery.
Why? Because I have a guardian angel... no, a guardian god.
I'm decked out with a protagonist buff far more powerful than a guy like Tetsuya, and there's even a solo event planned for me. A simple seat change is bound to go my way.
Even so, I should probably stop by the shrine today and make an offering.
To apologize for my recent neglect and promise to serve them properly for once.
Nodding to myself, I waited until Tetsuya was fiddling with his phone before sneaking a glance at Miyuki.
Seeing her small frame rise and fall rhythmically, it seemed she was already fast asleep.
There were tons of things I wanted to do sitting next to her.
Studying, passing notes, playing word chain, doodling in each other's textbooks.
From childish but sweet things like that, to more sexual and daring things...
My shoulders were already shaking with anticipation... but I had to hold it in.
Just like always, getting ahead of myself is forbidden.
It won't be too late to think about all that after the seats are changed.