134 133. Love under children.txt (2/2)

What the hell?　Why cuddle?!

Rustyala begins to give me instructions with a serious gesture. I'm confused by her uncharacteristic request.

'Well, what can I say: ....... Because these are the promises of a heroic tale. I'd like to do it at least once so I can use it as a reference for writing a heroic tale someday, you know?

'Oh, a heroic reference: ......'

I turn to Rustyala's journal on the table.

Perhaps this writing is one of her dreams. If it means collaborating with it, then the embarrassment is lessened a bit. But even so, I'm embarrassed about what I'm embarrassed about.

When I'm confused by my reply, Rustyala's face looks a little disappointed.

''Duh, if you don't, I'm not saying you have to, but ......

I didn't say no. I don't mind. No, I don't mind that. I've got something to do with that.

To my own surprise, I didn't want to see Rustyala's sad face.

I felt calm while I was far away, but when I was talking in front of him, I could feel my heartbeat speeding up.

''Well, you don't have to be that enthusiastic ......?　Try it, because this is a test. ......

Yeah, let's give it a try. Let's give it a try: ......

Me and Rustyala calmly check each other.

This is confirmation.

Don't get me wrong.

This is for the story she's writing.

As I tell myself this, I slowly reach out and take Rustiala's body to my chest.

I don't know how to do it well. But I try desperately to remember the creations I once saw in my former world and try to recreate as much as I can of a scene from a heroic tale as Rustyala would want.

I place my left hand on the back of Rustiala's head and pull her closer.

I'm embarrassed, so I avoid staring at each other and place Rustiala's head next to mine. Our ears are within ear-to-ear contact and we are in a position to listen to each other's heartbeats.

I can feel Rastiara's body through my fingertips and torso.

The scent of Rustyala's hair tickles my nostrils, and the throbbing sound of our pulses echoes through each other's body. Smoother than silk and softer than a marshmallow, I can feel it through the skin I'm touching.

Of course, since we're hugging each other, Rustyala's chest is pressed against mine. Rustyala's breath hits my ears and I can't help but picture her beautiful lips in my mind.

My heartbeat grows louder and louder as the blood circulating through my body begins to heat up.

Gradually, gradually, the heaving of my chest swells--

--This is not good any more (...).

I tried to hold her in my arms, but I'm at my limit.

In my embarrassment, I tried to push Rastiara away and--

Now, I hope you won't miss me anymore .......

The voice was as calm as a calm.

Rastiara was as relieved as if she had survived a storm. The tone of her voice, which I had never heard before, stopped me from pushing away.

And I know that Rustyala has been pushing himself harder than I thought he would be.

Even though I laugh and tell her not to worry about it, there's no doubt that she had a hard time after she left me at the Hoosier's.

I squeezed Rustyala back into a hug, hoping that this was enough to make her feel safe.

Rustyala lets out a slight voice, then slowly murmurs.

''Ah, finally ....... I guess this is a happy ending to a chapter in my story .......

The stiffness disappears from Rustyala's body.

And then it all falls to me. I take all of that weight in my arms.

That was the moment when her turbulent battle was finally over. Seeing the severity of that battle, I decide to stay like this until Rustyala is satisfied.

She vowed not to let anything get in the way, and while wearing out all her nerves, she kept the skill '??' away.

And while they embrace each other, time is carved out.

The immeasurable, ethereal time passed peacefully.

I'm not going to be able to get the same thing done.

The body that had been so close to me pulls away, and the sound of a regrettable heartbeat fades away.

We are now just a distance away from each other, our faces right in front of each other's eyes and noses.

We see each other by sight, not by heartbeat, and then - we come to ourselves (・・・・).

'............!'

............!

In truth, they were only going to try it out as an extension of a silly oral agreement. And yet, they both realize that they were holding each other as if they were lovers.

Rustyala's eyes widen and her ears turn red.

Maybe I'm in the same boat.

Yeah, no, I mean, what is it?　It's nice to see these things, but it's tough to do!

Rustyala begins to deny what he just did, as if to make excuses.

'Ah, ah. It's a story, the kind that does that a lot, but when it's over, it's weird!　I knew it was a test.　A trial!

I cooperate and make excuse after excuse.

'Yeah, and it's a test!　Oh no, you're not going to try this out, this!

Oh!

With those words, we are silent for the last time.

By the way, our ears are red and we are holding each other's shoulders.

If I move, I feel like I'm going to explode, and I can't move even slightly.

I have no idea what to say or do from now on. Probably the same is true for Rastiara.

An unmeasured awkward time passes, in a different way than the unmeasured and mysterious time I just had.

A long time passes and the candles on the table in the room flicker.

You can see that the candle is about to run out, and finally Rustyala can't hold back and shouts out.

''--what is this!　What is this?!

Her face turns as red as an apple and she shakes my shoulder.

I want to scream as much as Rustyala does. But I can't.

I'm not going to be able to get it right. I'm not going to be able to get my hands on it.

I'm not sure I'm going to be able to get away with it. I'm sure that the ”? I can't move.

I can't move.

In order to protect the sparks of emotions that are finally being regained, I couldn't just activate it here.

I'm so busy controlling my raging emotions that I can't move a single step or say a single word.

In the meantime, Rastiara swings my body around to the fullest and turns her face down.

'No (...) ......, this is different (・・・・・) ......!　This won't work (・・・・・・) ......!

I shake my head.

I deny everything as I spit out from my stomach.

I can't look at Rustyala as she continues to run out of control, and I try to touch her with the awkwardness of a rusty machine.

'Look, don't look!　Kanami, don't look at me!

But Rustyala brushed my hand away and refused to be touched.

I was pushed away, leaving a distance between us.

Just enough distance for us to see each other's faces.

Rustyala's face was twisted.

The expression on her face, which cannot be taken as a smile or a crying face, confuses me.

''Aaaaaaahhhh, aaaaahhh, already!

Rustyala hides her face in her hands and runs with her back to the room.

As it is, he jumps out of the window of the room. Then he dexterously runs up the side of the ship and runs away.

I had been chasing after it with 'Dimension' until halfway through, but I quickly break the spell, taking in Rastiara's escaping intentions.

At the same time, the candles in the room go out in a huff.

I'm left alone in Rustiala's room.

My feelings and Rustiala's feelings.

I confirm our feelings.

Our original goal has been accomplished.

There is no better way to achieve this. But it was also an overachievement that was too good to be true.

I'm still stuck.

If you move your emotions even a little bit now, the skill ”? triggers the ?

I'm going to have to stand there with my hand outstretched.