Chapter 69: Extra (1/2)

Amane woke up to see the fabric of Mahiru’s one-piece dress.

It seemed he rolled about when he was sleeping, and turned his face towards Mahiru.

And because of that, he had a fine whiff of the conditioner, along with Mahiru’s natural milky scent, resulting in his face searing as a result.

He felt it was unbecoming of him to keep staring at a person’s belly, so he turned his face up tentatively, before seeing her looking down at him with a merciful look.

Uh oh,  so he thought. It appeared Mahiru was more blessed than he thought, and the curves were more emphasized as he was looking up, which left him awkward.

“Awake now?”

“…Yeah.”

“You slept well.”

Mahiru giggled. She seemed elated rather than mischievous, as happy as a mother watching a lively child sleep.

Amane was overwhelmed with the urge to roll about while the merciful look Mahiru continued to pat his head.

Though he was not embarrassed about any unsightly sleeping look, he was sheepish about how Mahiru was patting him with such a doting face. He did not dislike it; on the contrary, he was enjoying it.

“…How long did I sleep?”

“About an hour or so.”

“Sorry.”

“It is fine. I do enjoy stroking your hear, Amane-kun.”

“…Really?”

Mahiru continued to enjoy the feeling of Amane’s hair, and the latter dared not look at her, instead averting his eyes.

“You dislike it, Amane-kun?”

“…I wouldn’t have slept if I disliked it.”

“Really? You can enjoy this however you want.”

“…Don’t say it as and when you want it.”

“Why?”

“…Anyway, just don’t.”

I’ll misunderstand, you know? Of course, he could not say that, so he kept quiet. Mahiru tilted her head in confusion, but her hand did not stop.

“Well, I do like to pat, or be patted by you, Amane-kun.”