Chapter 59: Overwriting Reminiscences

[Its a story about a chocolatier whos been in unrequited love with a woman for 12 years. The woman is already married, but shes having marital problems. So, she throws covert advances at the chocolatier, who once loved her, trying to use him… Its that kind of drama. I played the role of a somewhat mischievous married woman, giving off a somewhat materialistic vibe.]

Because the actress briefly launched the drama she starred in, the host, with a playful demeanor, inquired,

[A romantic drama then?]

[Its a bit… Well, its about an affair, so…]

[When I do it, its romance, but when others do it, its an affair – that kind, right?]

[Uh…?]

The actress was shocked.

The studio viewers burst into laughter, enhancing the energetic ambiance on TV.

As I used to be watching a range present with Miyuki,

Thump. Click on.

She touched my nail with the tip of her nail, making me chuckle.

You mentioned to observe TV, however youre not even ?

Matsuda-kun.

Sure?

Deal with your nails.

Hastily?

Theyre fairly however too tough.

Turning the TV quantity down as little as potential, I lay down beside Miyuki.

She then caught my messy bangs between her index and center fingers, tugging them downward gently.

Enjoying with my bangs as if she have been a hairstylist, she mentioned,

Matsuda-kun.

Sure?

Feeling sleepy?

No, are you?

Im not both.

You need to nonetheless attempt to sleep. Its robust for those who mess up your day and night time cycle.

From the way in which youre saying it, Matsuda-kun appears to modify his day and night time continuously. What do you do at night time?

Her intention to slyly probe into my previous was all too evident.

Trying outwards, with a shrug of my shoulder, I retorted,

Need me to let you know?nove(l)bi(n.)com

Sure, Im curious… No, really… Im not curious…

She unexpectedly tried to shake her head in denial. Seeing my teasing grin, she appeared to really feel a delicate anxiousness.

Too unhealthy.

Dont… dont get any bizarre concepts…

What bizarre concept? Just like the one youre having proper now?

What are you speaking about…!

Miyuki, biting her decrease lip along with her entrance tooth, tightly gripped the hem of my t-shirt.

It jogged my memory of her demeanor throughout our first expertise.

Twisting her physique as if uncomfortable and exhibiting indicators of embarrassment, she continued talking.

Ah…! The cultural pageant is over, when do you wish to come for dinner?

Every time youd like.

Mm, however Matsuda-kun.

Sure?

Im chilly.

She might simply ask for a hug, however she all the time has to beat across the bush. I ponder when our Miyuki will ever be frank along with her emotions. Shes so fox-like.

Cowl your self with the blanket. Unwell shut the window.

…..

Kidding. Come right here.

As I chuckled and slid my hand underneath Miyukis neck, she naturally nestled into me, making my arm her pillow.

Holding her shut, I spoke.

What do you wish to do after you get up tomorrow?

Unwell see how I really feel first after which determine…

Did it harm so much? Does it nonetheless harm?

She was steadily attempting to switch the recollections she had with Tetsuya with our moments.

It was a optimistic signal. Miyuki was attempting to overwrite her recollections with Tetsuya by superimposing them with our recollections.

Are you able to stroll?

Perhaps…? I believe Unwell be higher after a little bit of relaxation…

Dont push your self. Lets simply watch a late-night film. Tomorrows a vacation anyway.

Im positive with something. However… can I relaxation my toes in your lap when have been watching the film?

Do no matter you need right now.

Can I lean my head on you too?

Simply dont cross the road.

Amidst our playful banter, we arrived at Miyukis home.

Standing in entrance of her entrance door, she regarded again a number of instances earlier than lastly unlocking it and coming into.

I wished to flirt longer, however given her bodily state, it cant be helped. She wants correct relaxation.

With a touch of reluctance, after seeing Miyuki off, I drove in the direction of the town heart.

Upon parking in a public parking space, I walked by way of the bustling crowd, opened my messaging app, and tried to seek out Chinami by syncing the contacts.

Discovered her.

Among the many few contacts listed, there was a profile image that was unmistakably Chinamis even at a look.

The picture is as anticipated. It matches her character fairly properly.

The nickname can be Momo, which suggests peach, mixed with an honorific suffix to make it [Momo-nim].

Cute. If we get nearer, I would wish to name her that.

[Sensei, what are you doing?]

Not lengthy after sending the message, I obtained a reply from Chinami.

[Ah, its you, Matsuda hubae-nim. I was about to eat.]

[Rice?]

[Yes, how did you know?]

[Just had a feeling.]

[Hubae-nim, do you have a really good intuition? Impressive!]

I used to be teasing… however she took it at face worth.

Following was an emoticon of a peach character clapping its palms.

Staring blankly on the mischievous character, I tapped on my display.

[Is that a peach character in your profile picture? You like peaches that much?]

[Yes. I even had some as an appetizer today.]

[Dont people usually have it as a dessert?]

[I do it this way. Of course, I plan to have some as dessert too.]

Come to think about it, Chinami is the proper character for a sub-heroine in a visible novel.

The type of character who lacks self-awareness, usually exhibiting her innocence… infused with moe components, portraying an harmless attraction

[It must be a pity that peach season is going to end, right?]

[There are still plenty around, so its okay. But what brings you to message your sensei? Curious about kendo?]

[No, just checking in as your student. Given our mentor-student relationship, its only right.]

[Of course. What are you up to, Matsuda hubae-nim?]

Clearly, as your scholar, Im doing one thing grand – like planning to overcome Renka and exhibiting her to you…

It should be too grand out of your perspective… the unbeatable ace yielding to me. After all, you wouldnt imagine that, however seeing Renka, dressed up within the corrupted assistant costume, mendacity all the way down to serve me, youll quickly understand the truth in shock

And if you see Renka, who has all the time been elegant and lofty, break down, some form of sadistic nature will likely be woke up, and youll inform her in an harmless tone that Renka-chan is trash, that you’re disenchanted and as shell vehemently deny, Unwell preserve fucking her from behind, main her to climax…

That is fairly an intriguing fantasy.

[Im out shopping for a bit.]

[What do you plan to buy?]

[A little bit of this and that. Should I get peach ice cream for you?]

[Appreciate the thought, but I have plenty at home. Im off to eat.]

[Enjoy your meal.]

[Thank you, Matsuda hubae-nim. Enjoy your shopping.]

After ending the dialog with Chinami, I headed to the stationery retailer.

There, I began choosing objects one after the other that Miyuki may like.

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