Chapter 233: The Next Morning (1/2)

Amane woke up to find Mahiru, whom he had cuddled to sleep last night, gone. For some reason, she was replaced with the teddy bear he gave her for her birthday.

It was probably Mahiru’s doing. She was no longer present, and movements could be heard outside.

He intended to ask her later about the matter of the teddy bear in his clutches, and looked down at it.

The round eyes had stayed by the bedside, watching the two flirt, and was showing a contented face at this point. Amane then recalled what happened the previous night as he looked on, felt embarrassed, and buried his face into the soft belly.

The bear had a sweet fragrance as it had stayed at Mahiru’s place for a long time, along with a refreshing scent of vanilla.

But that refreshing scent could not cast away the aftertaste.

A shrill voice by his ear, the sweat sliding down the reddening skin, the tenderness he did not have, the moist eyes filled with trust and expectations. They lingered within him, becoming a sweet torture.

He was restless on the mere thought of it, so he did his best to empty his mind, and sat up. The door could be heard open.

“…Are you awake?”

Showing her face suddenly was Mahiru. He could see an apron through the gap, and she probably was making breakfast.

She blushed the moment she saw him, just a moment, but she did not run away.

“Breakfast is ready. Do get changed and wash your face.”

“…Yes.”

It sounded as though they were living together, and he felt ticklish. Truth be told, they were somewhat living together.

“What’s for breakfast?”

“Rice, dashimaki and miso soup. Kinpira Gobo, hiyayakko and shishamo. I apologize that these are all I have.”

“No biggies, it’s more than enough…it’s like I’m in a dream.”

“That is a hyperbole. I can wake you up if you are still in a dream.”

Mahiru returned into her room, went towards Amane, and pinched his cheek.