Chapter 152: The Second Home (2/2)

“Mom and dad dote on you more than me.”

“Are you jealous?”

“No.”

Amane already knew Shihoko and Shuuto would care for Mahiru, and she would remain by his side. Thus, he would not pout.

He felt that his parents were really too fond of their future daughter, but he could understand their feelings since they wanted one the entire time.

“Fufu. Is that so? If you are pouting, I shall hug you.”

“You’re not going to huge me until  I pout?”

“I shall hug you whenever you want to, Amane-kun.”

“Shall we?”

“Sure.”

Mahiru stopped leaning on Amane, and opened her arms wide. Amane pursed his lips, wondering how he should react.

She probably intended for him to leap into her clutches. Given her fine curves and body along with that off-shoulder dress of hers, Amane would probably feel happiness burying his face in her chest, but surely many other incidents would follow.

But well, we’re dating, so this…there was a little devil muttering inside him.

He would be allowed to enjoy however he wanted, as long as he did not go overboard…and as the desire caused him to falter, he let out a soft murmur.

He was powerless to resist this alluring temptation.

He wrapped his arms around her back, and buried his face into her opened nape.

If he lowered his face slightly, he would land upon the soft lumps. He could not do that much, but he brought his lips upon Mahiru’s beautiful collarbone, and silky white skin, savoring the sweet fragrance of her body.

It seemed Mahiru felt a little ticklish, but she did not dislike it at all, and wrapped her arms around his back, embracing him as though she was doting on a child.

“Fufu, you really do like to fawn around too, Amane-kun.”

“Shut up.”

“You may continue to fawn over me. I shall turn you into a good-for-nothing.”

“I’m already one.”

Amane sensed himself melting, and also that he was melting her. Both sides doted upon each other, bonding with each other, and ended up at a point where neither could exist withou each other.

Amane kissed the clean neck, and lifted his head towards Mahiru. He found her giggling, enjoying herself while still embracing him.

“You look rather small from here. You usually seem large and very reliable.”

“Really? …Well, you’re small and slim, Mahiru. It’s easy to hug you.”

“You are being hugged by me though…but I think it is because I have been hugged by you all this while, Amane-kun.”

“So you really belong to me now, Mahiru.”

“Yes…you are mine too, Amane-kun.”

“Yeah.”

“Fufu.”

Mahiru giggled happily as she patted Amane, and Amane found himself to be near his limits as he lifted his waist, and kissed her neck.

She then shivered so quickly, for her neck was as sensitive as her ears were.

“Uuu…please do not leave a mark here.”

“I won’t, but I’ll kiss you.”

“Th-that tickles too…”

“You can shove me away if you hate it.”

“…Meanie.”

You know I cannot do this. Amane seemed to have heard this pout, but he knew that if Mahiru really hated this, she would reject him, and thus, she had no issues with him doing so.

Once he gently kissed her skin, she patted his back, seemingly indicating for him to stop, so he did.

She glared at him, her face seemingly burning red from within. Amane hugged her, and patted her head to console her.

“…Anyway, you hate to go back now?”

She might pout if he continue to cling onto her, so he tried going back to the original topic. Mahiru was stunned to hear that, and then, she showed a faint smile.

“N-not at all…just a little lonely.”

“That’s good.”

“Hm?”

“Shows that you’re enjoying your time here.”

“Th-that may be so.”

“We’ll drop by next time. End of the year, or next summer.”

Amane would return to his hometown again after this trip. His parents asked that he show up during the summer and winter breaks, so if Mahiru was willing, he was fine with returning together once again.

Shihoko and Shuuto would be pleased, and Amane would not need to leave Mahiru for long.

“…Next time.”

“You’re not willing?”

“No-not at all.”

“I see…just think of this place as your hometown.”

“…Yes.”

Amane hoped for Mahiru to have a place she belonged, and once he muttered with such intentions, Mahiru clearly showed how elated she was as she gave a sweet smile, burying her face into his shoulder.

Result of today’s battle: Every reader’s loss