I really do think that we have to cherish them
At first I was completely confused because I couldn’t believe that I was Norihiro’s boyfriend, but the more time we spent together the more I realized the reality.
Come to think of it, this person was someone who acted like a stalker.
“…Where did this come from?”
“Hmm… It’s nothing big. Your friend just happened to be connected to someone I know.”
She was smiling brightly, her face beautifully crafted.
Although I had intended to confront him as soon as I entered the room, he simply dodged my question with a smile, and a feeling of unease began to grow inside my heart.
The fact that you try to avoid the question means that you have some idea.
That statement is almost like an affirmation.
By coincidence? Absolutely not.
Recently, my friend Izumi has been taking me to a lovely cafe, which coincidentally is run by a friend of Norihiro’s.
Yeah, well if that was all, I think I would have really thought it was just a coincidence.
However, it turns out that the manager of the cafe was leaking everything I was talking about to Norihiro, within his earshot, and even reporting every detail to him, including the date I went and what I ordered.
That would definitely be strange.
When I thought about it, the letters described the problems I was having at work, and the gift he sent me was based on his exact preferences.
I was careless, thinking that they just found out by tracing my social media posts, but I’m sure that’s not the kind of information they could have found out that way.
When I asked Izumi, she said it was a cafe that a colleague recommended, but I don’t know how much of that is true.
Was one of Izumi’s classmates the one who set it up, or did someone who was close to Izumi tell a classmate something?
I really don’t want to think like this, but it’s possible that Izumi knew what was going on and took me to that restaurant.
When I think that the things we talked about, such as complaining about work, updating each other on our recent situations, or the usual fun and trivial chatter about how “I wish I had a boyfriend,” were all actually planned conversations to find out more information about me, it makes me want to cry.
“…My friend, I don’t want you to suspect anything.”
“Yeah?”
“But I wonder where Norihiro got behind this… the more I think about it, the more uneasy I become, and I can’t help but suspect it.”
I said as I tightly gripped the hem of Norihiro’s shirt, and he slowly stroked my head, narrowing his beautiful eyes.
”You’re a good girl,” a gentle voice rang in my ear, and then he pressed a light kiss to my forehead.
“Sorry. But don’t worry, I’m not really close to your friends.”
“Really……?”
“Yeah, really. Well, I did persuade the people around her to introduce the shop to her friend, but I didn’t know if they would actually come… It just happened to work out well.”
“By chance…”
“I don’t have the wide circle of friends to be able to affect your relationships, after all.”
“Hmph…”
As he spoke, his lips were sealed and he parted with a short “squeak.”
I don’t know how true that is, but I don’t think they’ll tell me anything more than that.
When he kisses me like this, it’s a signal that I shouldn’t continue the conversation.
“Ki, Kihiro… hmmm.”
“Yeah, what is it?”
“…Ah, well…fuh.”
He asked me in a sweet voice, but he kept kissing me without giving me a chance to speak, and I’m sure he was doing it on purpose.
I know I’m still not used to it and it’s overwhelming, but I’m doing it anyway. Absolutely.
The first time we kissed, it was really just one touch and that was it.
Despite this, the number of times increases more and more, and kissing multiple times in a row like this becomes normal.
Norihiro said he would proceed at my pace, but it felt like I was being taught little by little to help get used to it.
I think it’s always Norihiro who is in charge of the pace.
As their lips parted and their breath touched, his sweet voice vibrated my eardrums as he peered into my face at close range.
“Can we kiss a little longer?”
“Huh…?”
“I’ll teach you how to breathe. Can you open your mouth just a little?”
Though the lines are spoken like those of a child being fed, the way they are delivered is extremely obscene.
As he traced his fingers over my bottom lip, I was no longer able to say no, and something slid smoothly in through the slight gap between my lips.
Just feeling his tongue entangled sent shivers down my spine and I knew I couldn’t take it any more.
“Ya…!”
Before I knew it, I had unconsciously rejected Norihiro, and after he pushed me back, our eyes met with a blank look on his face.
“I’m sorry…Did you dislike it?”
“No, that’s not it… I was scared? I think… maybe.”
It’s not that I really had any dislike for it.
But my heart was racing and my spine was tingling, and I felt like if I continued this any longer I would forget how to breathe and die.
Ah, but I must have looked like I didn’t want to do it then. It’s true that I pushed him back and refused.
Because of his rude refusal, Norihiro looks a little scared.
I feel embarrassed that I overreacted to such a small thing, as the difference in experience is obvious and I’m not used to it.
“…Should I do it again…?”
“Uh…yeah, I guess I can’t continue with a child who’s that scared.”
There’s a sequel.
I knew it, but it wasn’t the end of it, and when I was confronted with that fact, my head started to heat up.
Kihiro’s fingertips touched my hot cheek, and they were slightly cool, which felt nice.
“……sorry”
“Oh no, it’s fine so don’t apologize. I’m the one who was in a hurry so I’m sorry.”
He touches me gently and smiles.
This obvious kindness makes me so happy, and even though I feel sorry for not being used to it, my feelings of love for him are growing.
“It’s okay, so let’s get used to it little by little.”
But I still think this pace is too fast for me.