novelzi Chapter 234 – Cute Boyfriend
Chapter 234 – Cute Boyfriend
After breakfast, Amane intended to return home,are you leaving just like that?But Mahiru's eyes seemed to imply this as she looked up to him. He could not bring himself to, and decided to stay until noon.
She really did not intend to make him stay, but she might have unwittingly given that expression. It seemed that if similar instances were to happen again, and she were to actually show such a face instinctively, Amane's conscience would be heavily reproached.
She smiled, for he would stay a little longer, and her face was a little red once she saw him a little restless in the room.
She continued to cling onto him however, and that was terrible for his heart. He should have been used to it, but the memories of the previous night's incidents flashed through his mind, and he was unable to calm down.
"...Erm, can you, forget about what happened?"
"That is impossible."
They were seated on both ends of the bed, clearly feeling bothered.
There was no way they could not think about that. The alluring sights were etched in Amane's memory, and so was the various expressions and changes in voices she showed.
She started hammering at his chest, probably because she was feeling embarrassed, but it did not hurt at all. Clearly she was not angry, but just hiding her embarrassment.
Even that gesture was so adorable, and he felt his sense of comfort surpassed his shame.
It seemed Mahiru had noticed him smiling at her, and she pushed her fist onto him. *Owwiee, *so he called out, and fell onto the bed.
He fell onto the mattress, and the bear next to him tumbled off. He immediately grabbed it, and then recalled about what happened in the morning.
"You swapped in the bear, didn't you?"
"...I woke up and got off the bed, and you were looking for me on the bed...so I accidentally..."
"Accidentally, huh? Say, that aside Mahiru."
"Hm?"
"Can I check your phone later?"
He tried to bait her, and as expected, her face cringed.
"......I do not understand what do you mean."
"I think you can show me if you didn't do anything guilty."
"E-erm...can you show me yours then?"
"Sure? Have a look if you want."
Amane's phone did not contain anything unspeakable, or rather, there was the photo of her in her nightwear Chitose sent over. They saw some things spicier than that however, and this photo was nothing.
"You really are not in such situations."
Amane was very peeved that she insisted so.
It was a loss of his pride as a man, and as retaliation, he rolled over Mahiru, and got onto her.
Her eyes sparkled, and she froze. Amane smiled.
"You're adorable too though."
"...It feels like you are skilled at this when you put your thoughts into it, Amane-kun. That is not cute."
"I'm really not skilled at this. You're my first, and I don't want anything to do with anyone else."
"That is what I mean. You are always like this."
Mahiru immediately got louder, like a can being crushed, and wrapped her arms around Amane's neck while he was atop her, biting his lips.
She did not stop, for it might be due to her experiences the previous night.
She took the initiative, and Amane was so happy, the back of his head got numb.
One had to wonder if she was getting used to it, or that she wanted him to be shocked, but she started to plead with him with her clumsy gestures, eradicating the space between him and Mahiru beneath him.
Once again, he experienced the warmth he felt the previous day, and whispered,
"...Mahiru."
"I shall continue to trouble you."
"You little devil..."
She deliberately taunted his sanity, and he grumbled. He was no longer holding back, and she looked elated, her face increasingly delighted with the bubbly smile on her face.
You're too much for doing this to your boyfriend who's been holding it in.So he whispered, and kissed her, robbing her from her joyous thoughts.
After a while, she recovered, her body melted away.
Amane brought his lips to her ears, and gently took a nibble. She shivered, and he kept this posture, smiling next to her.
"...Be troubled then."
Mahiru's body would shiver on a mere breath. Amane smiled again, and she pouted as she hammered at him, looked away at his face, and resulted in him having to apologize.
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