Chapter 152: The Second Home (1/2)

“Say, if this is a date, we’ve been dating all this while…you’ve been in my house often.”

Amane did not think a home date was any special, probably because he was used to having Mahiru next to him.

Mahiru was practically available at his place all the time. However, they did not seem so intimate as they were at this point, merely leisurely watching the TV, laughing away, having meals, doing their homework, and nothing akin to the date.

Perhaps it was this reason that he did not feel tense, or that his heart was not racing.

“Fufu, yes. I suppose we have been dating at home every day, no?”

“Maybe, though there are times when I want to go to your place instead of it just being at my place, Mahiru.”

“My house…?”

“Ah no, I’m not thinking of anything guilty. It’s just that I’m interested because I’ve never been there.”

In fact, Mahiru had been the one visiting Amane all the time, so Amane had an urge to visit hers.

It was merely borne out of curiosity to see how Mahiru’s room was like, but he really could not say anything, as a boy wanting to enter a girl’s room would have anyone second guessing.

“I am fine with that…but there is nothing worth looking at, you know?”

“I’m just interested…you don’t mind your lover’s room, Mahiru?”

“I have visited your room often, Amane-kun.”

“Yeah, you’ll wake me up, and sometimes even sleep in my room.”

Mahiru had many chances to visit Amane’s room. She would wake him up in the morning, and whenever he was not around, she would drop by to sleep.

He remembered one moment when he bought something, and wanted to change clothes at home, but found Mahiru sleeping sounding in his room, which left him awkward.

He did say that she could enter his house, and she did not see anything she should not, but he hoped she would understand how he would feel as her boyfriend, seeing how defenseless the girlfriend on the bed would be.

“B-because…your scent is really comforting, Amane-kun…”

“Well I can’t calm down. Any guy seeing his girlfriend on the bed will be attacking already.”

“…You really are gentlemanly, Amane-kun.”

“I’m glad that you’re careless because you trust me, but my sanity can’t take it, so watch yourself.”

“Sorry.”

“…Next time you do that, I’ll take a photo of you sleeping.”

“P-please do not.”

“Then watch it.”

It seemed Mahiru was not opposed to the idea of showing Amane her sleeping face, but she did not want him to take photos. He really did not understand what she was thinking.

“I shall sleep in your house only when you are around.”

“…Okay.”

Because I have been the one embarrassed. Mahiru giggled impishly. Damn you’re cute, and Amane retorted with some begrudging praise, and gently kissed the winner on the cheek.

That alone left her completely beetroot, unable to say anything. Truth be told, nobody knew who actually won, and she was really adorable.

“…You are despicable.

“I don’t care.”

“Am I not the one losing all the time…?”

“No no no. I’m the one who lost, since I’m always mesmerized by you. Forgive me.”

Mahiru said that she had been losing, but that was not the case, for Amane was often beaten by her cuteness, and hoped she would occasionally aware the win to herself.

And once she heard the word mesmerized, she blushed, and closed her eyes, saying, “I guess that is the case…” Amane chuckled once he saw her response.

He embraced her before she could realize that he chuckled in amusement, and put her face towards his chest.

It seemed she felt blessed to receive this, and she adjusted her posture slightly, before she probably found the best position for herself, and leaned her entire body onto him.

He understood that she was fawning over him because she trusted him. He had another urge to chuckle, for a different reason, and smiled.

“…You really like to fawn around.”

“You said I can, Amane-kun.”

“I did, so do as you want.”

“I will become a good-for-nothing…”

“I’m already a good-for-nothing, so now I’ll make you a good-for-nothing.”

“You may pass on that payback.”

Goodness, Mahiru lifted her head, obviously looking a little displeased. Amane gently kissed her forehead, and her face immediately turned red, ringing like a steam engine.

“…I have a feeling you are trying to pull a fast one on me.”

“You dislike it?”

“Not at all…ugh.”

How sleazy of you, she muttered, and rolled her forehead on his chest. Once again, Amane chuckled, and carefully tidied her somewhat messy her.

Once done, she regained her usual straight hair. The smooth, silky hair felt comforting to touch, and even though the hair was tidied, Amane wanted to continue touching it. Mahiru did not show any displeasure; on the contrary, she looked a little delighted. Thus, he did not stop.

Amane had such thoughts as he stroked Mahiru’s hair like a kitten on his lap. At this moment, Mahiru seemed to have cooled off completely as she rubbed her face onto him.

“…I feel happy being able to laze peacefully at your old house, Amane-kun.”

“That’s great. I was worried that you wouldn’t be happy about being at my house.”

“Fufu, I am reluctant to return home now.”

Amane was worried what would he have to do if she was unused, or uncomfortable with this place before they arrived, but it seemed he worried too much.

“You’re already used to my house.”

“It is because Shihoko-san and Shuuto-san were so good to me.”