CH 134
I don't want Sendai-san to see this — 134
Translated by KaiesV
Edited by KaiesV
After the climax, the end roll is played.
Sendai-san continues to watch the screen.
She talked to me about various things along the way, but she didn’t talk about anything unrelated to the movie like she did the other day. If there’s one problem, it would be that the distance that used to exist between us is almost gone.
Right now, Sendai-san is so close that our shoulders are almost touching.
We weren’t this close when we started watching the movie.
There must have been a little more distance between us.
「I rarely watch anime, but I enjoyed it.」
After the movie was over, Sendai-san rubbed her shoulder against me. Her arm and my arm are flattened against each other, and the senses become acute only in the part that is touched.
Sendai-san’s sense of distance is strange.
She doesn’t have to be this close to the movie to say what she think of it, and I think she needs to be a little further away.
「That would have been nice, but—— How long are we going to do this?」
I lift up our joined hands.
「Until Miyagi says to let go.」
「Then, I’ll let go.」
When I said this, the hands that remained connected were squeezed so tightly and painfully.
「Sendai-san, let go.」
「Do you really hate it when I touch you that much?」
Our arms that were attached to each other leave each other.
But her hand doesn’t let go.
It just loosens up.
「Why are you asking me all of a sudden?」
「If you don’t like it, I’d like to hear why.」
「Does Sendai-san not want to be touched by me?」
When I uttered a new question without answering hers, Sendai-san turned her face to me with a smile pasted on it.
「Do I look like I don’t want to?」
「…Doesn’t look like it.」
「Well, now it’s Miyagi’s turn to answer.」
The hand that held my hand was filled with strength, as if urging me to hurry up. It’s not painful, but there is an atmosphere that doesn’t allow me to run away without answering.
「Not that I don’t like it, but…」
I have no choice but to open my mouth.
「But?」
「But, let go of me now.」
I don’t mind being touched, or at least holding hands. But I don’t feel comfortable holding hands all the time. While I was watching the movie, I didn’t have to worry about the connected hands by directing my mind to the movie, but the movie was over.
So we should keep our hands off.
But our hands are still linked, and I’m fidgeting like there’s something hiding behind my heart.
「Sendai-san.」
I call her out in protest.
「Alright, alright.」
With an audible sigh, my hand is released.
I grasp my free hand and open it.
It doesn’t feel like my hand, even though I repeat go and par a few times. As I looked at the palm of my hand, feeling like it belonged to someone else, I heard Sendai-san’s voice.
「The movie’s over, want to do something? It’s early for dinner.」
「I’m going back to my room now.」
I tried to stand up, but Sendai-san grabbed me by the hem of my clothes.
「Stay here a little longer.」
A jerky tug stretches the hem of my cut-and-sew shirt a little.
I could force myself to stand up like this, but it’s not interesting to create a cut-and-sew with an elongated hem. I choose to sit back down and complain to Sendai-san.
「Let me go.」
「Earlier, you said that if I touched you, I would be punished, right?」
「I won’t do it. So let go.」
「Miyagi ruined my Golden Week, though.」
Sendai-san releases my clothes from hee grip and points to her own neck.
At the tip of her finger, there’s a red mark that I had put on it.
It was there yesterday. It has faded, but it hasn’t disappeared today.
「Wouldn’t it be nice if you could hang out with me a little longer?」
Sendai-san turns a depressing smile on me.
「…What are you going to do?」
「Let me think. How about a makeover for Miyagi?」
「I don’t want to.」
「It’s alright. I’ll definitely make you pretty. And your hair, I’ll make sure your earrings look good.」
Sendai-san reaches out to me and touches my hair. Then she tried to put her hair over my ear as it was, and I brushed her hand away.
「I said I don’t want to. My hair, don’t touch them.」
I was surprised at my own voice, which was unexpectedly strong. Sendai-san’s smile was about to harden, and I added,「Sorry.」
It’s not that I don’t want my hair touched.
I just don’t want her to see my piercings.
But I don’t want to talk about it.
The air in the room is like half-frozen, and it’s hard to cope. When I tried to stand up, not knowing what to do, Sendai-san said in a cheerful voice.
「I won’t touch your hair, let me do your makeup. Just a little bit.」
It’s hard to refuse because I know that Sendai-san is concerned about me. That said, I don’t want to be made up.
I hold my knees and speak a compromise.
「Just do something else.」
「Then be a dress-up doll for a minute.」
「By dress-up, do you mean wearing Sendai-san’s clothes?」
「That’s what I mean. I’ll lend Miyagi something that would look good on you, so put it on.」
「Why do you only say such strange things?」
I don’t want to turn down everything, but Sendai-san’s proposals are hard to accept. I wish she would say something more serious.
「It doesn’t matter what I want to do to Miyagi but what is it?」
「…There’s none.」
「Then it’s fine. If there’s nothing you want to do, pick either makeup or dress up.」
I don’t want to be her toy, but I don’t have the option of not wanting to be either.
I try to think of what I would like to do to add a new option, but I can’t think of anything I would like to do in this room. If it was with Maika, I could somehow connect with the conversation and talk about trivial things to pass the time.
But with Sendai-san, I don’t know what to do in such a situation.
What is clear is that I don’t want Sendai-san to see me wearing makeup or her clothes. No matter which one I choose, Sendai-san will definitely say something and I don’t want to show it to her.
「If Miyagi doesn’t pick one, I will.」
「If I have to choose one or the other, lend me your clothes.」
If I choose to wear makeup, Sendai-san will touch my face, and I bet she will touch my hair too. She could have my ears touched. When I think about it, borrowing clothes seems like a better thing to do.
I don’t want to be a dress-up doll, though.
Sendai-san and I have different styles.
Whether it’s a skirt or pants, I’m concerned about whether the waist will fit, and if the zipper doesn’t close, it’s not a good look. Even her face is different and I don’t think my clothes fit her.
「Okay, let’s dress up. Miyagi, turn around.」
Sendai-san pulls on my arm holding my knee.
「It doesn’t matter which way I face. Come on, lend your clothes out.」
「It’s fine, over here.」
She pulls on my arm and I reluctantly turn my body around.
「Just take off your clothes for now.」
When she said this, Sendai-san grabbed the hem of my cut-and-sew as if it were a matter of course. Then, she tried to roll up the hem.
「Hold on for a second.」
I rush to press her hand down.
「Nhn?」
「What do you mean by, “Nhn?” I’ll take off my own clothes, so get out of the room. I mean, lend your clothes off first.」
「As for clothes, I will give Miyagi what I’m wearing when you take it off. Also, you’re getting out, this is my room.」
Sendai-san looks at me as if I am wrong, even though it should be Sendai-san who is wrong.
It’s true that this is Sendai-san’s room, but her claim is not correct. People don’t usually give their clothes to change into without giving them clothes.
「So what? Lend me your clothes first.」
I prompt her by putting out my hand.
But instead of handing me the clothes, Sendai-san approached me and slipped her hand inside through the hem of my cut-and-sew. The palm of her hand caresses my side.
A rustling hand crawls over the body and touches the ribs.
Ticklishly, I catch the hand on my cut-and-sew, which does nothing but tickle me, which I don’t want.
「Sendai-san, I knew you were only thinking of erotic stuff!」
「I’m not thinking of anything erotic. Just take off your clothes. If you don’t take off your clothes, you won’t be able to put them on.」
「I’m never taking it off. Anyway, stay outside until I’m done getting dressed. And get your clothes first.」
「You can’t. If you don’t want to change your clothes where I am, then I’ll do your makeup. Then you don’t have to take your clothes off.」
The answer was obvious from the beginning.
It’s always Sendai-san.
She prepares choices, but never lets me choose.
「You’re annoying, Sendai-san.」
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I glare at her, who is awfully close to me, and the hand that was attached to my side moves out of my clothes.
「Miyagi, I’ll let you choose again. Which do you prefer, make-up or dress-up?」
「…Why don’t you just do what you want, Sendai-san?」
「Then, I’ll choose make-up.」
With that, Sendai-san brings a case of a reasonable size. Then, as she sat back down in front of me, she added that she would try not to touch my hair.
Translated by KaiesV
Edited by KaiesV
After the climax, the end roll is played.
Sendai-san continues to watch the screen.
She talked to me about various things along the way, but she didn’t talk about anything unrelated to the movie like she did the other day. If there’s one problem, it would be that the distance that used to exist between us is almost gone.
Right now, Sendai-san is so close that our shoulders are almost touching.
We weren’t this close when we started watching the movie.
There must have been a little more distance between us.
「I rarely watch anime, but I enjoyed it.」
After the movie was over, Sendai-san rubbed her shoulder against me. Her arm and my arm are flattened against each other, and the senses become acute only in the part that is touched.
Sendai-san’s sense of distance is strange.
She doesn’t have to be this close to the movie to say what she think of it, and I think she needs to be a little further away.
「That would have been nice, but—— How long are we going to do this?」
I lift up our joined hands.
「Until Miyagi says to let go.」
「Then, I’ll let go.」
When I said this, the hands that remained connected were squeezed so tightly and painfully.
「Sendai-san, let go.」
「Do you really hate it when I touch you that much?」
Our arms that were attached to each other leave each other.
But her hand doesn’t let go.
It just loosens up.
「Why are you asking me all of a sudden?」
「If you don’t like it, I’d like to hear why.」
「Does Sendai-san not want to be touched by me?」
When I uttered a new question without answering hers, Sendai-san turned her face to me with a smile pasted on it.
「Do I look like I don’t want to?」
「…Doesn’t look like it.」
「Well, now it’s Miyagi’s turn to answer.」
The hand that held my hand was filled with strength, as if urging me to hurry up. It’s not painful, but there is an atmosphere that doesn’t allow me to run away without answering.
「Not that I don’t like it, but…」
I have no choice but to open my mouth.
「But?」
「But, let go of me now.」
I don’t mind being touched, or at least holding hands. But I don’t feel comfortable holding hands all the time. While I was watching the movie, I didn’t have to worry about the connected hands by directing my mind to the movie, but the movie was over.
So we should keep our hands off.
But our hands are still linked, and I’m fidgeting like there’s something hiding behind my heart.
「Sendai-san.」
I call her out in protest.
「Alright, alright.」
With an audible sigh, my hand is released.
I grasp my free hand and open it.
It doesn’t feel like my hand, even though I repeat go and par a few times. As I looked at the palm of my hand, feeling like it belonged to someone else, I heard Sendai-san’s voice.
「The movie’s over, want to do something? It’s early for dinner.」
「I’m going back to my room now.」
I tried to stand up, but Sendai-san grabbed me by the hem of my clothes.
「Stay here a little longer.」
A jerky tug stretches the hem of my cut-and-sew shirt a little.
I could force myself to stand up like this, but it’s not interesting to create a cut-and-sew with an elongated hem. I choose to sit back down and complain to Sendai-san.
「Let me go.」
「Earlier, you said that if I touched you, I would be punished, right?」
「I won’t do it. So let go.」
「Miyagi ruined my Golden Week, though.」
Sendai-san releases my clothes from hee grip and points to her own neck.
At the tip of her finger, there’s a red mark that I had put on it.
It was there yesterday. It has faded, but it hasn’t disappeared today.
「Wouldn’t it be nice if you could hang out with me a little longer?」
Sendai-san turns a depressing smile on me.
「…What are you going to do?」
「Let me think. How about a makeover for Miyagi?」
「I don’t want to.」
「It’s alright. I’ll definitely make you pretty. And your hair, I’ll make sure your earrings look good.」
Sendai-san reaches out to me and touches my hair. Then she tried to put her hair over my ear as it was, and I brushed her hand away.
「I said I don’t want to. My hair, don’t touch them.」
I was surprised at my own voice, which was unexpectedly strong. Sendai-san’s smile was about to harden, and I added,「Sorry.」
It’s not that I don’t want my hair touched.
I just don’t want her to see my piercings.
But I don’t want to talk about it.
The air in the room is like half-frozen, and it’s hard to cope. When I tried to stand up, not knowing what to do, Sendai-san said in a cheerful voice.
「I won’t touch your hair, let me do your makeup. Just a little bit.」
It’s hard to refuse because I know that Sendai-san is concerned about me. That said, I don’t want to be made up.
I hold my knees and speak a compromise.
「Just do something else.」
「Then be a dress-up doll for a minute.」
「By dress-up, do you mean wearing Sendai-san’s clothes?」
「That’s what I mean. I’ll lend Miyagi something that would look good on you, so put it on.」
「Why do you only say such strange things?」
I don’t want to turn down everything, but Sendai-san’s proposals are hard to accept. I wish she would say something more serious.
「It doesn’t matter what I want to do to Miyagi but what is it?」
「…There’s none.」
「Then it’s fine. If there’s nothing you want to do, pick either makeup or dress up.」
I don’t want to be her toy, but I don’t have the option of not wanting to be either.
I try to think of what I would like to do to add a new option, but I can’t think of anything I would like to do in this room. If it was with Maika, I could somehow connect with the conversation and talk about trivial things to pass the time.
But with Sendai-san, I don’t know what to do in such a situation.
What is clear is that I don’t want Sendai-san to see me wearing makeup or her clothes. No matter which one I choose, Sendai-san will definitely say something and I don’t want to show it to her.
「If Miyagi doesn’t pick one, I will.」
「If I have to choose one or the other, lend me your clothes.」
If I choose to wear makeup, Sendai-san will touch my face, and I bet she will touch my hair too. She could have my ears touched. When I think about it, borrowing clothes seems like a better thing to do.
I don’t want to be a dress-up doll, though.
Sendai-san and I have different styles.
Whether it’s a skirt or pants, I’m concerned about whether the waist will fit, and if the zipper doesn’t close, it’s not a good look. Even her face is different and I don’t think my clothes fit her.
「Okay, let’s dress up. Miyagi, turn around.」
Sendai-san pulls on my arm holding my knee.
「It doesn’t matter which way I face. Come on, lend your clothes out.」
「It’s fine, over here.」
She pulls on my arm and I reluctantly turn my body around.
「Just take off your clothes for now.」
When she said this, Sendai-san grabbed the hem of my cut-and-sew as if it were a matter of course. Then, she tried to roll up the hem.
「Hold on for a second.」
I rush to press her hand down.
「Nhn?」
「What do you mean by, “Nhn?” I’ll take off my own clothes, so get out of the room. I mean, lend your clothes off first.」
「As for clothes, I will give Miyagi what I’m wearing when you take it off. Also, you’re getting out, this is my room.」
Sendai-san looks at me as if I am wrong, even though it should be Sendai-san who is wrong.
It’s true that this is Sendai-san’s room, but her claim is not correct. People don’t usually give their clothes to change into without giving them clothes.
「So what? Lend me your clothes first.」
I prompt her by putting out my hand.
But instead of handing me the clothes, Sendai-san approached me and slipped her hand inside through the hem of my cut-and-sew. The palm of her hand caresses my side.
A rustling hand crawls over the body and touches the ribs.
Ticklishly, I catch the hand on my cut-and-sew, which does nothing but tickle me, which I don’t want.
「Sendai-san, I knew you were only thinking of erotic stuff!」
「I’m not thinking of anything erotic. Just take off your clothes. If you don’t take off your clothes, you won’t be able to put them on.」
「I’m never taking it off. Anyway, stay outside until I’m done getting dressed. And get your clothes first.」
「You can’t. If you don’t want to change your clothes where I am, then I’ll do your makeup. Then you don’t have to take your clothes off.」
The answer was obvious from the beginning.
It’s always Sendai-san.
She prepares choices, but never lets me choose.
「You’re annoying, Sendai-san.」
Learn more
Pause
Unmute
I glare at her, who is awfully close to me, and the hand that was attached to my side moves out of my clothes.
「Miyagi, I’ll let you choose again. Which do you prefer, make-up or dress-up?」
「…Why don’t you just do what you want, Sendai-san?」
「Then, I’ll choose make-up.」
With that, Sendai-san brings a case of a reasonable size. Then, as she sat back down in front of me, she added that she would try not to touch my hair.
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