Fuyu would surely act awkwardly the next ti we et. That’s why to not stretch out that issue, acting like it never happened was the best path forward.
Anyway, I’m going to leave it to Akane. She’s the one who knows her friend best. And through her stories every night, I will be updated about it.
A few minutes later, after I arranged a few things for that plan to deal with the guys buzzing around the girls, I t up with Ririka.
I decided to ask her in person rather than ssage her about my concern over wigs that I will be using in the future.
And sure enough, the girl gladly accepted my invitation soti this week to shop and help create disguises. Maybe I can also look up and ti it along with a scheduled cosplay event.
After I spent so ti with her, we were picked up by Hitomi’s car.
Otoha couldn’t wait to see in person after hearing about my haircut so I set that up.
As for Hitomi, well, she’s slightly unconcerned about my physical appearance. At least, I caught her staring at with a dreamy expression. She didn’t notice that. That’s why after dropping Otoha and Ririka off and while she’s driving to my school, I got to tease the stoic woman.
Ah. She stopped the car sowhere again where she slipped out of her role as Otoha’s chauffeur and bodyguard. Although she acted the sa as before, Hitomi was becoming more active in conversing with .
For example, I got to hear what happened to her during the few days that we didn’t see each other, especially the ones when she was alone in the mornings and nights.
Anyway, at the mont, Hitomi was straddling while focusing on my exposed ears, nibbling and biting them. Her suit coat was put to the side to avoid creases.
As for , I threw my bag in the backseat while my hands busily massaged her modest chest and backside as I listened to her short stories in between her bites.
In a way, we’re in a state where half of our focus was on feeling each other up while the other half was on deepening our connection through communication.
It’s kinda weird but that’s just how it is. Like I said, similar to Coach Ayu, my relationship with Hitomi was also a bit shallow. Due to that Hitomi and I ca up with this agreent where we’re going to gradually close the sense of distance by filling it up with monts like this.
And this is the first instance of that agreent.
“A clumsy Hitomi? How I wish I saw that.” I teasingly said after hearing about the blunder she made earlier this morning.
She ran out of sugar cubes for her coffee and mistakenly thought that the iodized salt she kept in her cupboard was refined sugar. When she took a sip, her tongue tasted the extre salty taste that she almost threw her cup away.
Or so that’s how she narrated it. Seeing her face twisted to the kind of expression she used when tasting the salty coffee was such an adorable gap.
When I asked her to repeat it, she ignored my plea and bit my ear to express her rejection.
“I told you that was carelessness, not clumsiness, Onoda-sama – err, Ruki!”
“Is that so? Alright then, it’s carelessness. But that’s because you called by my na.”
I never asked her to call by na so… calling with it on her own accord was enough to disperse my desire to tease her.
Nonetheless, Hitomi still took it as though I was teasing her. She narrowed her eyes and pouted, leaving my ears alone. “Do you want to be teased three tis as much, Ruki?”
What a great attempt to intimidate . As if I’ll back down on that.
Leaving her delicate parts, my hands crawled up to cup her face in my palm as I cheerfully answered. “Mhm… That sounds like a wonderful offer. Yes, please!”
Hearing that, Hitomi closed her eyes and defeatedly sighed, “I now get why Ojou-sama sotis appears displeased yet happy at the sa ti whenever she’s with you.”
Well, not just Otoha, despite being used to my teasing habit, they still fell for it while enjoying the mont.
In this way, the slightly heated mood switched to a more playful one.
Hitomi tried getting back at how I teased her. However, with the gap in our experience, I always turned the tables on her.
When she lost a few more tis, Hitomi gave up, returned to her seat, and continued our drive to school.
In any case, before getting out of the car, Hitomi held my hand and presented with her genuine smile. And a few seconds after that, the kiss we shared conveyed her gratitude for the ti and attention I dedicated to her.
She couldn’t put it into words so she chose that thod to do so.
Yep. Beneath her stoic behavior as well as her dedication to being Otoha’s attendant, she’s also this lovely as a woman.
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After stepping out of the street where Hitomi dropped , my expected dilemma started.
Walking alone to our school, I took careful steps and used my skills to try to blend in with the crowd of students.
Alas, the skills I acquired before were proven ineffective. As soon as soone got a glimpse of , more and more students started to notice . It’s like a chain effect where they got curious about why that one student stopped in her steps and followed her eyes.
“Who is that?”
“Is there a first-year who looks like that?”
“Wait… I think I’ve seen him before!”
“Try talking to him, hurry!”
In less than two minutes, those and other similar dialogues were picked up by my ears. I was bracing myself to ignore those who would try to approach . And sure enough, the first girl, a second-year based on her uniform, started walking beside .
However, before she could open her mouth to ask a question, I quickened my steps and left her behind.
I scanned the students in front of and tried to look for a classmate or acquaintance.
Thankfully, I found one.
“Hashimoto. How’s it going?” I tapped the guy on his shoulder.
However, when he looked at , Hashimoto creased his brows. He failed to recognize .
“Uh. Do I know you?”
I’m not a narcissist yet I easily discerned the aning of his annoyed look, ‘Who is this good-looking guy acting too familiar with ?’
That or sothing similar.
Anyway, calling out to him was effective. Those few girls, who were brave enough to chase after , stopped in their steps.
I know, I might just be exaggerating so of their reactions but I indeed lack the energy to deal with them.
Do popular guys experience this kind of problem? Or am I suffering just because I am not used to this?
No… I think I beca too conscious because of the praises I received starting from Mina and her mother. It got to my head and I still failed to shake it off…
“Man, I’m going to be hurt from that reaction. I only got a haircut. How co you can’t recognize ?” I replied to Hashimoto regardless of his annoyance.
Hashimoto narrowed his eyes, trying to recognize my face. “Eh? Wait… You… That voice. Onoda?”
This guy… After all that, he recognized by my voice and not by my face.
Is the difference that vast? I don’t know. I guess it’s best to give up trying to ascertain it. It will expire sooner or later anyway.
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