From how I described it before, my story with Matsuri was different from how I usually steal a girl.
It’s still vague in my mory but the first ti I saw her, she wasn’t with her boyfriend. It was a normal encounter – or at least, a fleeting encounter that I thought was just a little unusual. It was in a crowded train and during a rush hour where there was little to no space to move around.
I was going to my usual corner at that ti but with the train braking at that exact mont, the man behind propelled to where she was standing. And because of that, she lost her hold on the grab handle which brought us both to one corner.
She was pissed at at that ti but when she noticed that I was a junior, she instantly deflated and asked to step back so she could return to where she was originally standing.
Unfortunately, soone took the chance to take her place there and even when she got into a shouting match against the other passenger, they refused to give her back that space.
Although it wasn’t my fault that it happened, I felt a little responsible. And so, I grabbed her hand and brought her back to that sa corner, saying she could lead on the wall and I would maintain the space around her.
Initially, Matsuri laughed at since I still hadn’t gotten a full growth spurt back then, she’s still taller than . However, I accomplished what I said which thoroughly impressed her.
Before we separated upon arriving at her platform, she asked for my na and class which I didn’t answer.
Yep. I treated that encounter as nothing and believed that even if I saw her again, nothing would change between us.
At that ti, no one had yet to replace Nao’s place beside . And for a month or two, even when I’d already stolen a few girls, the void that Nao left for my desire was becoming an issue. It actually made a little unmotivated to continue scouting for new targets and approaching them.
Then one day, I decided to pass the ti on the rooftop.
And there, my second encounter with Matsuri happened.
“That sounds like a TV plot, Ruki. What then? Did she rember you?” Interrupting my story at that part, Satsuki poked my cheek.
“Oh. I think I rember that one. One day, Matsuri told she encountered an interesting junior. I have no idea it was you. I should’ve noticed because her smile at that ti was like whenever she was munching on her favorite chocolate bar.” The goofball interjected. She raised a finger upward as though she was trying to get all of our attention.
Following that she copied Satsuki by poking my cheek.
As for Orimura-sensei, there’s no noticeable change in her. She’s laser-focused on hearing more of the story. Well, at least, the crease on her forehead already disappeared – her aching head found peace even if it was just a little.
Anyway, before answering Satsuki’s, I reciprocated their mischievousness by grabbing both of their hands and locking them in my grasp.
Satsuki didn’t mind it, she even opened up her palm for my fingers to fit in. Hanabi, on the other hand, looked at in puzzlent. Even if she’s not uncomfortable with it, she’s aware of the special aning of holding each other’s hands intimately – especially when she watched Satsuki’s hand interlocked with mine. It took a mont for her to ball up her hand, preventing my fingers from sliding in. Due to that, it ended up with just clutching her fist.
Perhaps thinking that she won against , the sassy goofball cutely stuck her tongue out again to make fun of .
Really, she’s that careless. She had no idea I could catch that slippery tongue of hers if I wished to.
Anyway, that’s enough for now or I might draw Satsuki’s jealous ire again.
“Unfortunately, no. She didn’t recognize at that ti. It’s been close to two months, after all.”
Upon hearing that, all three won in the room had similar reactions. They stifled their laughter.
I an, with the way I narrated it, Matsuri recognizing should be the normal progression. They found it comical.
“Yeah. You can laugh and tell that I’m the one who got taken in by her since I still rember her.”
“Idiot. That’s unexpected. That’s all.” Satsuki still held back her laughter. Nonetheless, her eyes showed how much she was enjoying this.
On the other hand, Hanabi was more invested in the story. “Babe, I’ll ask Matsuri about this later. Continue.”
And lastly, Orimura-sensei clutched her head again after reeling in her laughter, “Onoda-kun... what’s the point of this story? And why am I here?”
She’s confused, alright. But it’s better that way.
“Aren’t you here to find out why I’m different, sensei? This is it.” I lifted joined hands to show it to her.
Of course, it didn’t change anything. She could only facepalm and inhale a deep breath to regulate her emotions.
Well, my hands are full so I cannot influence her more than this. It’s all up to her whether she wants to remain in this room with us or not.
A minute later, I resud my story.
That second encounter with Matsuri led to the discovery that she’s already taken. Due to that, it sparked my desire to make her mine.
The next day after that, I found her at the sa spot again and I intentionally stayed next to her until her boyfriend at that ti along with his goons arrived.
Yep. I intentionally set a target on my back for getting close to her. They decided to ‘teach a lesson’ which I endured to gain Matsuri’s sympathy.
And from that day onwards, I humbled myself to them while secretly working my way towards my conquest of Matsuri.
Now, I forget whether I imdiately revealed my intention to her or only a part of it during one instance where we got locked in a room together.
But that day, I found a way to get us out, and that very sa room beca the place where we t up with each other behind her boyfriend’s back.
It was also at that place where she taught what I was missing from all of my successful conquests.
When I reached this part of the story, Satsuki pinched my side, signaling to stop while Hanabi was shocked and speechless.
She stared at with her mouth agape as her head boiled into whatever she was imagining, “Matsuri did what with you...? Babe, you’re serious, right?”
“Of course, I am... Sorry, I tainted your innocence, babe.” At the sa ti as I said that I let go of her hand to cup her cheek. While caressing her face I continued, “My relationship wasn’t a pure one. It started with coveting her and ended with her, betraying the trust of the guy she was dating at that ti.”
“That... I don’t know if I can ask Matsuri... Ugh. My pure mind. You have to make forget, babe.”
“Sure. Lean your head on . I’ll massage your head.”
“Will that work?”
“I don’t know. But there’s no hurt in trying, right?”
“No! As if it’s that easy to forget. Whatever, let’s move on from that topic. Say sothing funny, babe.”
With that quick exchange that ended with the girl squeezing further to my side, Satsuki who was listening to it all at my side erupted with a bite on my neck.
Then, she pointed at both of us with a sowhat exasperated expression, “Wait, idiot. Forget about that part! Why are you two already calling each other naturally in that way? Did I miss a page in this book?”
Ah. How should I answer that? I also don’t know how that turned so natural after repeating it a few tis. And looking at the goofball on my side, she’s just as clueless as . She blinked a few tis before issuing an awkward laugh.
“I... I’m just getting back at him for calling that when he saved earlier, Satsuki! Yes! That’s it! Am I right, babe?!”
This girl... She’s really so awful at acting, isn’t she?
Realizing the sa thing as I did, Satsuki imdiately covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing. Then, she amusedly whispered, “I see. You picked up another one of your kind, idiot Ruki.”
Ah. She’s right, no? In my defense, she’s a different kind of idiot. Or is she? I don’t know.
In any case, I still played along with goofball who believed her act was flawless to prevent her from being embarrassed.
And to end this one, I also whispered sothing to the girl’s ear, “Babe, you chose this. From now on, you won’t be able to get away from .”
Upon hearing that, Hanabi looked up at . It was different from earlier. This ti, her pretty round eyes were seemingly scanning my whole facial feature and saving it in her mory.
Slowly, her bright pink lips ford a natural, captivating smile that made my heart skip a beat.
And lastly, her head subtly moved, indicating a small nod.
That is... no doubt, an approval. This goofball acknowledged that she jumped into the net herself.
Still, I doubt she knew what it truly ant to be involved with . I wouldn’t be surprised if in her head, she interprets it simply like I will always goof along with her whenever we et each other.
Honestly, that’s more than enough.
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