Chapter 33: Angel and Christmas (2/2)

“It…It is fine. I should be the one saying sorry.”

Once he noticed her face starting to turn red, he felt regret.

She did not like body contact, and no matter how familiar the two of them were, she might feel displeased about having her hands touched.

She appeared to be a little bashful, but she did not seem repulsed.

“I’m really sorry.”

“Erm, I really do not mind, you know?”

“You don’t hate it?”

“…It shocked me, but not that I hate it. You are not someone I do not know after all.”

It appeared the magnanimous Angel had forgiven his insolence.

Since she decided to let bygones be bygones, he felt relieved, and they played the game again.

This time, he decided to let Mahiru play on her own, and looked towards the screen…only to see her die again. At that moment, he was seriously wondering how he should improve her gaming skills.

The result was that she managed to stumble past the first stage, and he decided not to play this game.

It was deflating for a complete novice to keep dying, so he intended for her to try a different game to reduce stress.

“Mahiru, you’re tilting your body.”

They decided to play a racing game, common in the real world…and Mahiru tilted her body.

This game was not controlled by gyro forces, and the controller itself had no gyro sensor.

There was no need for her to tilt her body…but it might be a subconscious act as she tilted left and right while holding the controller.

She was focused on the game, and did not answer.

This game seemed easier to pick up, unlike the previous one, for people these days appeared to have fewer chances of riding a car. Her skills were terrible, but at the very least, she could play.

She swayed her body with a really serious look, trying her best to move the car.

She’s really cute.

It was strangely cute to see Mahiru rolling around like humpty dumpty, and the serious look on her face as she struggled to play the game with all her might added to that.

Once there was a large curb, Mahiru naturally tilted her body greatly.

Pomf, once she landed on Amane’s thighs, the latter struggled not to laugh.

“…Actually, you don’t have to turn your body about, you know?”

“I-I am not doing this on purpose.”

“Yep, I know that, but you were tilting.”

He tried his best to stop his lips from shaking, and lifted her up.

But it was to be expected, given how fluffy and light she was. One reason was that she was petite, but her body was so slender, he felt it could snap at any moment, and he hesitated over whether he should touch her.

Mahiru, lifted up by Amane, was shivering out of shame with her cheeks red.

She truly was adorable like a little animal, and he finally ended up bursting out laughing.

“Are you taking me for a fool?”

“No no no, I just want to smile.”

“So you are taking me for a fool.”

“Do you think I will take a serious person as a fool?”

“I do not think so…”

“See? I just find you cute.”

“…The cute you refer to surely refers to how you want to smile at an adorable child.”

She appeared to be pouting as she said this, and might be really unhappy if he overdid it, so he decided to stop expressing his thoughts at this point.

It was fine for him not to show what he was thinking on his face, so he quietly thought.

She looked a little displeased, and when he smiled at her, she turned aside with a hmph.