Chapter 144: The Bomb upon waking up (2/2)

“Y-yes…”

“I did kiss you on the face, just now.”

A morning kiss should be fine, right? Once Amane said so, Mahiru blushed completely. “You are being aggressive so early in the morning.” She muttered, and Amane quietly chuckled to himself.

“…You looked relaxed. Slept well?”

It seemed she had finally woken up. Amane embraced her, and asked, and she bashfully lowered her eyes before him.

“…Erm, I feel safe, being in your clutches.

“Your heart isn’t pounding?”

“I-it is…but, I can relax.”

Though my heart feels jittery, Mahiru muttered, and wrapped her arms around Amane’s back. The latter chuckled, and looked at her face.

“If you’re relieved, shall we sleep together every day?”

“E-erm, well.”

“Just joking.”

Amane tried to say this, knowing that Mahiru would be embarrassed. He did not need to be taken seriously.

After all, if he were to sleep with her every day, his sanity might vaporize. At this point, he was already at his limit, and if she was to lie by his side every day, he might end up pouncing on her.

He could no longer trust his sanity, and muttered to himself that he might lose it if she did not take it as a joke. He then noticed Mahiru’s head lowered.

He wondered if he went overboard with the joke, and gently patted Mahiru on the back to coax her. She then lifted her head towards Amane.

Her face was completely rose-colored.

“…On-once in, a while, is, fine.”

Amane’s mind immediately went blank once he heard this shrill yet soft voice.

Once in awhile.

In other words, Mahiru did not dislike the idea of living together, and also the idea of sleeping next to Amane.

“Are you serious?”

“S-since we, are lovers…we may, live together, no?”

“…Th-that’s true, but.”

Amane was speechless to hear her words.

It was common for high school couples to live together. Amane and Mahiru were rather slow about this.

The bakauple often stayed at Chitose’s place, and did things Amane and Mahiru had yet to do.

The problem was that Amane was a little hopeful of things to come when she suggested they live together. It was a boy’s nature, to hope for some things as a boyfriend.

It seemed Mahiru noticed what Amane was thinking, and her face turned completely beetroot, her eyes teary as she stared at it.

“Erm, I am not thinking of doing those…but I am glad since I will be able to spend more time with you, Amane-kun…”

“…Oh.”

“…Can we?’

“Of course. I’m really happy.”

Amane stated his opinion once he saw Mahiru look up at him, only to let slip some of his inner desire.

As she was shivering in embarrassment, he reflected on his actions while swallowing the rising desires within him, and patted her head.

“…An-anyway, until next time.”

“Y-yes.”

“Yep, get ready then. You probably need to get changed, right?”

“O-of course.”

Amane ended the topic for the time being. They might be affected greatly by their thoughts otherwise.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and let go of her. She hurriedly got off the bed, probably out of embarrassment, and turned her head back.

What?  The moment he wondered, she quickly closed in on him.

There was a whiff of sweet fragrance, and a soft sensation on the lips.

Both left quickly, replaced by the smooth flax-colored hair fluttering away, caressing his cheeks.

“You teased me lots just now, Amane-kun. This is payback.”

She blushed, seemingly enduring her shame.  Her hair then fluttered as she quickly left the room.

Once he saw her leave, Amane fell onto the bed again.

I probably can’t leave until I cool down.

He fully realized Mahiru’s unexpected boldness as he kept looking up at the ceiling, until his body stopped being hot.