Chapter 151: Date at Home (1/2)

The worry days ago came to pass.

“It’s raining.”

“Yes it is.”

The water pelted upon the ground, causing loud sounds. Amane and Mahiru exchanged looks, and nodded away.

They had a premonition from the weather report, but they still felt conflicted, given that it would be raining for the remaining days of their trip.

Luckily, there was no warning sounded, so Amane’s parents went to work.

“We can’t go out unless we’re planning to get soaked out there.”

“We may catch a cold as a result, Amane-kun. That will not do.”

“Yeah. Let’s just rest at home.”

Both preferred to stay at home, and did not think it was anything bad. They found it a pity that they could not go out, but were otherwise indifferent.

Both of them were at home, and Amane first held Mahiru’s hand, sitting on the cushion laid out on the floor.

While doing so, he watched the mini TV in the room, and used the reflection to see how Mahiru was being.

It seemed that though the date was ruined, Mahiru was not too bothered about it. Her eyes sparkled as she saw the cute cat commercial aired on the TV.

She liked cats, and so did Amane. Thus, Amane thought it would be great if they could raise cats, and touched her little hand, seemingly tickling it.

Mahiru gave a reproaching look towards Amane, probably because she was feeling ticklish. She did not say anything, but she clearly was about to say, goodness me. Amane smiled at her, pulled her over, and had her sit between his legs.

He then put his chin on her little shoulder, wrapped his arms around her waist, and she went completely beetroot.

“…E-erm, Amane-kun.”

“This is fine, right? I’m not going to touch anywhere strange.”

All he touched were her belly, back, and shoulder.

On a side note, the date had ended…or rather, was changed to a date at home, but Mahiru was wearing the off-shoulder dress, probably because she wanted to show it to Amane. Thus, Amane could feel the smooth skin of the exposed shoulder beneath his shin.

He looked down, and as the shoulders were exposed, so too was the collar. He could vagurely peek at the round lumps and the valley that was not completely hidden under the clothes.

It was a magnificent view, but some indecent thoughts might occur if he looked at it for too long. He turned his eyes aside, and kissed the blushing ear.

“Kya…”

“These clothes really suit you.”

“M-may you please not whisper at my ear…it is bad for my body.”

“Bad for your body?”

“…I will shiver.”

“Feeling cold?”

“N-no…erm, well, I feel shiverish…”

“Hm?”

Amane blew at her ear, and she hurriedly turned over.

This time, she glared at him with a blushing face. She might pout away if he overdid it, “Sorry”, so he muttered, and embraced her body once again.

“…You are bullying me, Amane-kun.”

“Sorry sorry, I won’t do that again…but seriously, these clothes really suit you too well. I don’t want to show you to anyone else. Guess it all worked out now we’re at home.”

Truth be told, most clothing would suit Mahiru well, and this off shoulder dress was no exception.  He looked at the white, pearly skin anyone would have tried to lick on, and was grateful for the typhoon.

“…Does it really suit me?”

“Yep, it’s really cute. It shows your slender body really well, your skin’s pretty, and it really suits you.”

“…That is good. I bought it to show you after all, Amane-kun.”