Chapter 261: The Angel’s Presents (2/2)

“Today, I shall agree to whatever you ask for, from now until the end of the day.”

Once Mahiru said this, Amane nearly choked.

Luckily, he was not drinking the milk. He would have spat it out if there was.

He coughed gently a few times, and she turned around, seemingly having resolved herself. It seemed she was serious.

“…That’s dangerous…”

“We are dating after all.”

“Even, so.”

He sensed that he had said the same thing before. Either way, it was a dangerous situation when a girl said she would agree to whatever a boy wanted.

Even as lovers, dangerous things were dangerous.

“…Should I say you are being considerate, or that you have no desire, Amane-kun?”

“That’s not it…I can’t. You’re a girl though.”

“I do not think you will do anything overboard, Amane-kun.”

“…What if I do?”

“I shall have you bear responsibility.”

Mahiru shot him an innocent and trustful expression, and he instinctively sensed that he lost. He gently tickled his face, and silently reached his hand towards her.

“I’ll bear responsibility even if I don’t do anything…you idiot.”

Truly, Mahiru doted on Amane, and it was a little scary how she would let him do whatever he wanted. Amane was a fine, healthy young man, but his sanity might not last forever.

But it shows how much she likes me, I guess?

He felt that this level of trust was way too much, and gently hugged her soft body to his side, burying his face into her shoulder.

He took a deep breath, and it seemed she had taken a bath beforehand, for he sensed a bath fragrance richer than usual.

If I say I want Mahiru, she probably will nod in agreement.

Amane did not intend to disobey his own oath, but he could imagine her nodding in embarrassment. An overly doting girlfriend was terrifying after all, and he might even wreck his self-control.

A male’s sanity was thinner than paper grass, and would rip upon impact.

Once again, he tensed up, and warned himself to be wary. He moved his lips to her cheek, and breathed onto it.

Mahiru then shivered; everyone could tell that she was ticklish and sensitive.

However, he did not intend to show her to anyone. The fact that she was sensitive all over was something only he should know.

Mahiru continued to wriggle in his clutches, but did not resist. Amane smiled, and put his lips by her ear.

“…Oh yeah, it’s been a while, so how about you be my dakimakura?”

Since Mahiru wanted Amane to request, he chose one which would allow him to fawn to his heart’s content, without snapping his sanity, and Mahiru in his clutches went beetroot.

Amane just wanted her to be a dakimakura, nothing more, as the term implied. She however seemed to have some strange delusion.

Amane did not intend to do what he did the last time he stayed over. He managed to slam the brakes at the last minute, and if anything more, he did not know what would have happened.

“…That’s what I mean, a dakimakura. What are you thinking?”

“N-not at all! I am not thinking of anything indecent,”

“I haven’t said what you’re thinking though.”

He did not mention anything more, and she was more flushed than she was before.

The completely red-faced Mahiru practically had steam rising out from her, and she looked up at him with teary eyes, before she escaped from his clutches.

“B-baka, Amane-kun no baka.”

“I didn’t do anything, right?”

“Uu…but…this is bullying.”

“Alright, I admit, I was mischievous, sorry, you’re so cute that I,”

Amane had the urge to tease Mahiru, for she was fine with being touched, but if he said too much, she definitely would pout.

Thus, he apologized first, and Mahiru stopped showing her displeasure. She ended up hammering lightly at his chest instead.

She looked so cute without hiding her blushing face as she vented on him. He smiled as he patted her head, but she did not seem to have recovered, for there were two little balloons on her cheeks.

“…I-I shall get a change of clothes. Please have a bath first, Amane-kun.”

The warm smile on Amane’s face did not change, and Mahiru scampered out of the room. She would be back soon, however.

Amane was stunned to see Mahiru escape like a bunny, but he then felt a rising urge to dote on her, and he chuckled.