New memories with Sendai-san — 195
Translated by KaiesV
Edited by KaiesV
「Mhmm. This feels pleasant.」
Sendai-san looks at her newly pierced ears in a hand mirror and says in a good mood.
Although the piercing is on my ear, it feels more comfortable on Sendai-san’s ear.
「What do you think, Miyagi?」
Sendai-san puts down the hand mirror and looks at me.
「The piercings?」
「Yes.」
The piercing on her ears are the same ones I used to wear until a few months ago. Nothing strange since she used the same piercer that I used, and several people who used the same piercer have the same piercing.
So it’s a matter of course that the same earrings I wore in the past are on Sendai-san’s ears, nothing special. This is just an ordinary looking piercing, though it’s one that holds the promise of next year. And yet, to me, Sendai-san’s piercings look very beautiful.
「The piercings make it look harder to bite.」
I can’t put into words exactly what I think, and I say what was small in the corner instead of what was in the center of my head.
「You’re just less likely to bite, but you’ll bite anyway, even if they’re pierced.」
「Sendai-san’s ear, are mine, and I don’t mind if I bite it.」
I felt bad about touching her newly opened earring, so I tugged a little above Sendai-san’s earlobe to release it.
「That’s not what I meant when I said I’d give you my ear. You know what I mean. I mean, that’s not what I wanted to hear.」
With a quiet voice, Sendai-san touches my earrings.
Her fingertips caress the tiny flowers and lightly press my earlobe.
I take a small breath as she tells me to answer seriously.
「…The piercing, it suits you.」
I answer with an exhaled breath.
My voice wasn’t very loud, but Sendai-san seemed to get the message and gave me a soft smile.
「I see. I’m glad.」
The piercings look good on Sendai-san and fit in as if they had been there for a long time. She feels like the real Sendai-san, because she had the air of someone who could have had her ears pierced since she was in high school.
「I’ll give you this as a thank you for the compliment. Another gift.」
After saying this, Sendai-san produced a small bag, more solid than the one that contained the piercer, and placed it in front of me.
「Why do you have two presents?」
「Miyagi also gave me two gifts. You listened to me and gave me a chopstick rest the next day. So I will give you two gifts too.」
Sendai-san smiles and adds,「Open it.」
Looking inside the bag, I saw a small, neatly wrapped box. Gently taking it out, I saw that it was a rectangular box covered with a ribbon and shaped like a gift.
I don’t need this.
But I don’t think Sendai-san will take my word for it. But I would like to return it as is if possible. That’s because I can guess what’s inside from the shape of the box.
It is an elongated rectangular box.
No stick glue comes out of this.
Nor should dry cell batteries come out of it.
What will come out will be something I don’t use very often and am not related to.
「Miyagi, hurry up and open it.」
Rushed, I have no choice but to unwrap the ribbon and peel off the wrapping paper. Inside, an expensive-looking lipstick comes out and I sigh.
「You don’t have to look so disappointed, you know.」
Sendai-san complains.
「Because I’m not good at this kind of thing.」
I don’t like lipstick because it makes my lips sticky. In the first place, I don’t like makeup itself, and I’m sure Sendai-san knows that.
「I thought you would say that. But that’s the kind of thing Miyagi would want to use. Maybe you’ll like it even if you’re not good at makeup.」
Sendai-san, who has done some makeup on me in the past, which I was not keen on, makes me smile.
「I don’t think I’m going to like it.」
「That’s not true. It smells good. And it’s delicious.」
「Does it smell like strawberries or something like that?」
I couldn’t care less about the lip, but when I tried to remove the cap because of the smell, Sendai-san took it away from me.
「I’ll paint it for you.」
「You don’t have to paint it to smell it, I’ll just give it back.」
「That would be boring, wouldn’t it?」
「It’s fine if it’s boring.」
「You should use it in front of me at least once.」
「I don’t want to.」
「But I’m using the chopstick rest that you gave me, Miyagi.」
Unusually, Sendai-san said in a resentful voice and looked at me sulkily.
On purpose.
Absolutely on purpose.
I just sound resentful because I want her to listen to me, and she’s pretending to sulk.
「Miyagi.」
Today is my birthday and it is wrong for me to concede.
But Sendai-san kept her promise to eat the whole cake with me, and she promised to do so again next year. She also gave me a sign that I had always wanted for her, the piercings.
I sighed loudly and turned my body toward Sendai-san.
「Don’t be such a baby.」
Sendai-san reminds me and removes the cap of the lipstick. Then, she put her hand on my cheek and pressed the lipstick to my lips.
It’s not unusual for Sendai-san to be close. It’s not uncommon for her to be so close that our shoulders touch each other or our lips touch each other.
But today, Sendai-san is too close, and I close my eyes, not knowing where to look.
In the darkness, sticky stuff covers the lips.
I feel a gaze on my lips even though I can’t see it.
I don’t even have to move my nose to smell the sweet, fruity aroma.
「Yes, it’s done. It turned out so pretty.」
I hear a voice and open my eyes.
Sendai-san is staring at me, and I involuntarily look away.
「You don’t have to do that.」
「Because it’s the truth.」
「Shut up, Sendai-san. Just stay silent.」
When I slap her thighs, she asks me if「it smells good.」
「It does.」
I answer shortly and touch my lips.
The lip sticks to my finger and the sweet smell moves to my finger as well. If you ask me what kind of fruit it smells like, I can’t answer clearly, but there is no doubt that it smells good.
「They say it tastes good to lick it.」
I hear her happy voice.
「What does it seem?」
「I’ve never used it before. I researched so that Miyagi would use it, and I checked the smell at the store, but I haven’t checked the taste, so try licking it.」
When I licked my lips as I was told, the tip of my tongue had a lip and I felt a slight sweetness.
「…Delicious?」
「Really?」
「Yeah.」
「Then, let me have a taste.」
Even though I didn’t say she could do it, Sendai-san brought her face closer. When I reflexively closed my eyes, Sendai-san’s lips touched my sweet-smelling lips, and I felt a soft touch and something moist. Even though it’s just a taste, the wet stuff doesn’t lick my lips and tries to get inside me.
When I grabbed Sendai-san’s arm instead of protesting, our lips parted once. But immediately, her lips pressed against me even harder than the first kiss, and the tip of her tongue entered me. It’s sweeter than the lipstick and the cake as it tries to entangle my tongue.
The tip of her tongue sticks together and separates.
A small sigh escapes.
Sendai-san, who should be a foreign body, melts into me and feels like a part of my body. I can feel the heat coming in.
Her lips part and the tip of her tongue licks the freshly applied lipstick.
「That was delicious.」
Sendai-san smiled.
「You can get the lipstick yourself.」
「That’s true.」
With a light voice, Sendai-san approached me again and I pushed her shoulder.
「I did say you can get the lipstick yourself, though.」
「It doesn’t go away after a few kisses, so it’s okay. there’s still a lot」
「Just because it had a lot doesn’t mean you can kiss me that much.」
「You’re really stingy, Miyagi. It’s okay to have a lot」
「I’m okay to be stingy. Roughly how many times are you going to kiss me anyway?」
「Is the lipstick I gave you enough?」
Sendai said with a serious face.
I’m in trouble because she seriously carries out what I can only think of as a joke. I don’t hate kissing, but it’s okay to continue this next time.
「Sendai-san, aren’t you stupid? Today is done.」
I pushed Sendai-san’s body with a jerk.
I expected her to complain about something, but she obediently let go of her body and put her back on her bed. Then she called me as if she remembered,「Oh, right, Miyagi.」
「After about a month from now, you can bite my ears」
「Do you mean if the piercing hole was stabilized?」
「I’m talking about that.」
When Sendai-san replied in a quiet voice, she smiled.
