233 233 The story of the next morning (1/2)
When I woke up in the morning, there was no middle of the day in my arm that I was supposed to have fallen asleep holding her tight last night. For some reason, Zhou has been replaced with a stuffed animal from Kuma for his birthday.
Probably not here at midday. I heard a living noise from outside the room.
I dropped my gaze on the stuffed animal I was holding as I asked later in the day about holding the stuffed animal.
I watched my face fill in the crushed eyes I was watching the touch from the edge of my bed last night, and then I remember last night and bury my face in my plump belly out of embarrassment.
Totally stained in the midday house, Kuma smelled sweet, but also a touch of herbal freshness.
However, even with that freshness, I'm still not going to be able to shake off the remnants of last night that remain.
The finely rubbed voice echoing in my ears, the sweat slipping through my exhilarated skin, the soft feeling I couldn't hold, my eyes melting in trust and expectation - everything stayed clearly inside, sweetening and causing Zhou.
Just remembering makes my hips uncomfortable, so if I got up while kicking it out of my brain whenever I could, there was a noise of fittings squeaking from the door.
”... are you awake?
It was midday when I represented my face, and it seemed like I was cooking breakfast from an apron peeking through a gap in the door.
For a moment, I looked around and blushed my cheeks, but still I didn't run away.
”Breakfast is ready, so change and wash your face.”
”... yeah”
That dialogue is like cohabitation, how ticklish. It's like we actually live together in the middle of nowhere.
”What's for breakfast this morning?
”The rice, stock rolls and miso soup, the kimpira gobo with the making and the chilled guy just had it. I'm sorry about what we have.”
”No, it's a luxurious breakfast.... Wow, I want to dream about it.”
”Big time, isn't it? If you're falling asleep, I'll wake you.”
At midday when I came back to my room from the hallway, approaching the side of the circumference, I would pick my cheeks out of nowhere.