Chapter 102: The Next Morning (2/2)

“I-it is fine. I should be the one apologizing for yesterday. E-erm, looking at this, it seems you brought me to the bed…Amane-kun?”

“Yeah.”

“It’s my fault…”

“I decided that we’d sleep on the same bed. You can tell me off.”

Normally speaking, nobody would choose to sleep by the side. In fact, at the end of last year, Amane slept on the sofa, and felt it was reasonable.

It was truly ungentlemanly of him to sleep on the same bed as someone he was not dating.

Ultimately, he used Mahiru as a bolster. It was no laughing matter.

“I used you as a bolster while you’re sleeping on the same bed. I should be the one at fault.”

“N-no…I took the bed too. We have to share the responsibility.”

“Say, do you understand that you shared a bed with a guy over a single night? What would you have done if I did the thing?”

The only reason he did not do so was because he was Amane. Any other guy would surely have done so whether she was asleep…or rather, when she was asleep.

“A-Amane-kun, you said you will do so when I agree to.”

“Look, I might not ask if I lose my sanity. Be careful. Seriously, you’re too defenseless that it’s scaring me.”

“…A-Amane-kun.”

“Hm?”

“Do you think…I will sleep carelessly in anyone’s house…?”

Once he heard that question, Amane lifted his head, and found Mahiru staring at him silently.

There was a pleading glint in those honest eyes.

Amane could not understand the emotions contained within, but he could tell that Mahiru looked a little hurt.

“I-I don’t really think so.”

“I trust you, Amane-kun. I will only sleep before you…”

Mahiru’s breathing was a little frantic as she concluded. Naturally, the heat rose up Amane’s face.

Was her explanation not implying that she liked Amane, felt he was special, and could be careless around him?

Given her attitude the previous day, and her delirious alluring state, Amane started to think that she had feelings for him.

He knew that she would usually respect his personality. However, there was a chance that she might love him as a partner. The moment he thought so, the blood gushed to his cheeks.

Amane was speechless as Mahiru’s words shocked him greatly, and his eyes swam about.

…Is it really fine for me to take it that she likes me?

That was the intent Amane felt from her attitude, so he was confused and flustered.

If he was wrong, he might not be able to laugh at all. He would be so devastated to the point of death. He dared not make a conclusion, but looking at her attitude the previous day, perhaps it was fine for him to harbor a little hope.

“…I-I understand this. But this doesn’t that you can just sleep in front of me like this. I’m a guy…you know?”

But no matter the feelings Mahiru had for Amane, such carelessness was a no go.

Once she heard this, Mahiru turned her head aside.

“…You would have done so already if you could, Amane-kun. I thought you would not do anything.”

“You’re saying this?”

Amane ruffled his hair with a hand, and sighed.

…She only does it before me, but that can’t do.

That was because she did it in front of Amane.

Amane had fallen head over heels for Mahiru. If she remained so defenseless, there would surely be a day when he would lose control. It would be bad for both sides if they were to continue like this.

Amane reached his hand towards her, thinking that she would not understand unless she experienced it personally.

He gently, yet abruptly, pushed down Mahiru, and leaned on her.

The flowing flax-colored hair scattered upon the bedsheet like water.

The white ocean was gradually turned a flowing flax-colored, and it was an unspeakably beautiful scene.

Mahiru was dumbfounded as it was too sudden. Amane then smiled and said.

“…I’m just an ordinary guy. I have my desires. I’m just good at enduring it.”

Amane usually contained himself, ensuring that Mahiru would never notice his desires. He too had his desires as a man.

He hid himself so that Mahiru would not be hurt. His sanity and the common sense from his upbringing had him braking hard, for without them, his desires would be easily revealed.

It was Mahiru who did not understand this logic.

“If you tease me too much…you know right?”

Amane put his face so close to her, they could feel their breaths. Mahiru’s eyes then swam about, before she closed her eyes.

She was blushing and quivering, unable to look at him directly as she was ashamed.

She looked like a pitiful rabbit who was caught by its predator.

He quickly lifted his face as he felt it was inappropriate to bully her too much, and moved aside.

“…Be careful. Who knows what I’ll do next time.”

He touched her face, and she quivered harder than before. With a wry smile, Amane got off the bed.

“I’ll wash my face. Hurry up and wake up.”

Once again, Amane deliberately brought his face to her ear. Once he saw her shiver again, he chuckled, and went to the washroom.

He arrived at the washroom, had a look into the mirror, and realized that he too was blushing, not much better than Mahiru. He grumbled a little, and turned the faucet.