Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Like
At first, Jinpei Matsuda wanted to leave Momozawa Airi alone for a while.
...He also has a temper!
When facing Momozawa Airi, his temper is already very good!
Although the other party said something like "failure" and "study hard", Matsuda Jinpei thought about it for a long time and still didn't quite understand what the connection was.
He wants to get to the bottom of it.
Jinpei Matsuda carefully replayed all of Momozawa Airi's subtle actions in his mind.
Send a message.
withdraw.
blush.
Eyes evasive.
…
His intuition told him that there seemed to be something behind these strange behaviors that might make him feel... happy.
But Jinpei Matsuda doesn't dare to confirm it at the moment, and can only think about it with a blank expression and ecstasy in his heart.
Unlike the last time when he only lasted for a dozen seconds, this time Matsuda Jinpei struggled to hold on for a whole week.
He wanted to pick up his phone to send messages to Momozawa Airi many times, but the self-disciplined male college student Jinpei Matsuda held back.
A week passed and nothing happened.
Momozawa Airi's dialog box was as quiet as a chicken.
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
The next week, Jinpei Matsuda felt that his temper was nothing.
...He even suspected that Momozawa Airi might have blocked him!
Jinpei Matsuda walked slowly in the corridor of the teaching building, tapping the screen of his mobile phone lightly with his fingertips.
...Or why not go directly to the store where she works and ask her clearly.
Just as Matsuda Jinpei was about to check today's class schedule, the teacher beside him called out, "Hey, hey, hey, isn't this Matsuda?"
Jinpei Matsuda looked at the kind-looking teacher holding the thermos cup, and his heart inexplicably tightened.
After a few pleasantries, Jinpei Matsuda, who had demonstrated high professional skills and thinking ability since entering school, was unanimously selected by the teacher to participate in a short-term project.
The kind that sets off immediately.
Matsuda Jinpei: “…………”
After staying in the deserted project base for half a month, Jinpei Matsuda decided to go find Momozawa Airi as soon as he returned to Tokyo.
After getting off the plane, Jinpei Matsuda stared at his phone silently for a while and decided not to send a message.
So as not to alert her and let her escape.
Moreover, sending the message in advance will allow Momozawa Airi to be mentally prepared, so that there will be no such sudden and heart-piercing effect.
Jinpei Matsuda arrived at the coffee shop in a rage, only to find that the shop was closed.
It will probably open in the next few days.
Matsuda Jinpei: “………………”
A series of unexpected events accumulated together, and Matsuda Jinpei took a deep breath and laughed in anger.
very good.
very good.
...So he came to hang out in front of the store every day.
Until one day.
Jinpei Matsuda came to the door as usual and found that there seemed to be someone in the store.
He squinted his eyes for a moment to identify it.
It was that familiar petite figure.
very good.
He finally got what he was waiting for.
*
Momozawa Airi put on her apron in a confused mood and tied it in a knot in a trance.
Then he slowly made something that Matsuda Jinpei ordered.
Take out the ingredients slowly.
Wash slowly.
Peel slowly.
…
After hesitating for a long time, Momozawa Airi secretly raised her eyelids and glanced at Matsuda Jinpei who was not far away.
Jinpei Matsuda seemed to have been paying attention to her movements. As soon as she cast a subtle glance, he caught it accurately.
The waiter dragged his feet for quite some time and still didn't bring any dishes, but Matsuda Jinpei showed no impatience at all. He even asked with a half-smile, "Do you need any help?"
He seemed like a very understanding and helpful customer.
The timid waitress, Airi Momozawa, lowered her head in panic: "...No thanks!"
...If Jinpei Matsuda came over again, she really would have to confess her feelings.
Momozawa Airi helplessly fiddled with the orange peel in her hand, feeling that she had not practiced her endurance skills enough during this period.
All the calmness and composure I pretended to have were in vain.
The moment she saw Jinpei Matsuda, Momozawa Airi's heart, which she thought was as calm as the surface of water, began to stir up huge waves.
The huge waves hit her face hard, leaving a suspicious blush.
Momozawa Airi glanced at the time with a mixture of grief and anger.
The time she spent worrying about Jinpei Matsuda today was more than ten times the three minutes.
This won't do.
She quickly finished the rest of the meal, brought the tray to Jinpei Matsuda's table, and put it down with a clatter.
Momozawa Airi glanced at the pear banquet on the table and swallowed involuntarily: "Please... please enjoy."
Matsuda Jinpei nodded: "Okay."
Then I asked her very naturally: "Which do you like better, pear orange juice or kiwi pear milkshake?"
When asked this question suddenly by a customer, Airi Momozawa was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously answered honestly, "I like pear orange juice."
As soon as she finished speaking, she watched Matsuda Jinpei gently push the glass of pear orange juice to the side of the table near her.
"Please enjoy your meal."
Jinpei Matsuda imitated her tone very badly.
Momozawa Airi: "..."
What the hell? Is this drink for her?
She stood blankly at the table, looking down at Jinpei Matsuda.
Matsuda Jinpei leaned casually on the back of the sofa, raised his head slightly and looked at her with a sincere expression of "You know what I mean, right?"
The atmosphere was a little subtle for a moment.
"..." Momozawa Airi pursed her lips and sat down opposite Matsuda Jinpei.
She couldn't stand it anymore. She had to explain what happened last time today.
...It’s all because of the multiple-choice questions in that exam!
Although she thought so in her heart, she said something else: "...I did this originally, you are just offering me a gift."
Matsuda Jinpei avoided the topic, took a bite of the candied pear, and nonchalantly praised it, "It tastes great. You're making rapid progress."
Momozawa Airi: "..."
She held the straw between her fingers and lowered her head to take a sip of the pear orange juice.
The sweet and sour orange juice and the refreshing pear juice blend together and taste very good.
Her loose hair fell to the sides of her face as she lowered her head, which was a bit inconvenient.
While drinking her drink with her cheeks puffed out, Airi Momozawa casually raised her hand and tucked her hair behind her ear, revealing a small section of her fair neck.
“…”
Matsuda Jinpei's gaze lingered on her slender neck for a moment, then quickly shifted elsewhere.
The moment he started talking to Momozawa Airi, the depressed mood that had been pent up in his heart for almost a month disappeared without a trace.
It was as if it was blown away by the air conditioning in the store.
…But I still remember those two seniors whose names she didn’t mention but whose presence was very strong.
So all that was left in my heart was a sour feeling like lemon juice.
Matsuda Jin calmed himself down and suppressed the words that were about to jump out of his mind, such as "What exactly did you want to tell me before?", "Why didn't you contact me suddenly?", "Why do I feel like I was broken up with unilaterally?", "How many good seniors do you have?" and other words that he was too embarrassed to say out loud.
He wanted to put his words together, but the image of Momozawa Airi just now was still deeply engraved in his mind.
A white and slender neck.
Slightly puffed cheeks.
Pink lips with a little juice stain.
It looks like jelly.
…
Momozawa Airi looked puzzledly at Jinpei Matsuda who suddenly became absent-minded across from her.
This person was so strange. He asked her to come over and sit down but didn't say anything.
Momozawa Airi was a little curious about what he was thinking.
Anyway, she had already made up her mind to confess today, so knowing what Jinpei Matsuda was thinking at this moment... shouldn't have any impact.
...I'm even a little bit looking forward to it.
Let her blush and let her heart beat fast, she accepted it.
So, Momozawa Airi cleared her throat, tentatively reached out her hand, and gently poked Matsuda Jinpei's arm which was resting on the table.
Skin touch.
It has a somewhat firm feel as expected.
Momozawa Airi thought her body temperature was already very high due to her rapid heartbeat, but Matsuda Jinpei's body temperature was even hotter than hers.
She was slightly surprised.
Isn't the air conditioner on?
At this moment, Matsuda Jinpei's somewhat dazed voice slowly sounded in her mind.
【I really want to take a bite. 】
Momozawa Airi: "?"
Um?
What bite?
She hesitantly withdrew her hand.
But just as she retreated a little distance, Matsuda Jinpei, who was poked by her, felt like he was electrocuted. His whole body shuddered and he suddenly grabbed the hand she extended.
The other person's fingertips pressed right on the center of her palm.
Her hands were completely wrapped by Matsuda Jinpei and she couldn't move.
When Nozaki was collecting material for a new plot, he told them during lunch that girls' body temperature is slightly higher than boys'.
But at this moment, Matsuda Jinpei's hands were extremely hot.
[…So soft.]
“…”
Eh?
Even though only one hand was grabbed, Momozawa Airi felt her entire body freeze.
Tightly wrapped hands.
Scorching temperature.
Matsuda Jinpei's fingertips, with some hard calluses, pressed against her warm and soft palm.
There's a... very strange and special feeling.
It made her feel very strange.
It happened almost in an instant.
Momozawa Airi subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away, but she was noticed by Matsuda Jinpei as soon as she moved slightly.
“…” Jinpei Matsuda came back to his senses as if waking from a dream.
He lowered his eyes and looked at their clasped hands, his Adam's apple moving slightly.
The unspoken thoughts in my mind seemed to slowly coincide with reality.
"...Are you really unwilling to have physical contact with me?"
Letting go would be the most appropriate response, but the first thing that came to Matsuda Jinpei's mind was the previous scene in the mall.
——Momozawa Airi carefully avoided physical contact with him.
Jinpei Matsuda raised his head and looked directly into Momozawa Airi's eyes.
His voice was inexplicably hoarse.
And the sourness of lemon juice.
Strange, I didn't order any lemon.
…
The youthful emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were clamoring in Momozawa Airi's heart.
Plop plop plop.
Plop plop plop.
In that second, she seemed to have completely forgotten her plan of "only worrying about boys for three minutes a day" and her decision to "find Senior Matsuda after going to college."
Looking directly into Jinpei Matsuda's eyes, which seemed to be filled with turbulent emotions like the deep sea, Momozawa Airi told the truth in a daze.
"No, that's not the case..."
Suddenly, unlike the low tone just now, the other party's hesitant and entangled voice broke into her mind.
[…Want to confess now?]
...Huh?
Momozawa Airi felt as if her sanity had been blown away by the air conditioning in the store.
I don't want her to run away again.
Momozawa Airi seemed to realize that something uncontrollable was about to happen.
Matsuda Jinpei's voice was too passionate and sincere. She was at a loss and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away.
I can’t… I can’t listen to this anymore…
If you continue listening...
Her hand had just moved for a moment when it was firmly held by Matsuda Jinpei again.
The movement changed for a moment, and the other person's fingertips gently brushed across her palm, intentionally or unintentionally.
Brings a shuddering feeling.
Only then did Momozawa Airi remember that she had just expressed that she was not unwilling to have physical contact with Matsuda Jinpei.
“…”
She had never dealt with such a worry before and felt it was even more difficult than the last question she got wrong.
"Airi."
Jinpei Matsuda called out her name for the first time.
【I like you. 】
But his inner voice betrayed him first.
Momozawa Airi sat stiffly, feeling that the air in this small compartment seemed to have become a little thinner.
She couldn't go anywhere and could only sit here.
In my ears and in my heart was the passionate voice of Jinpei Matsuda.
"I like you."
【I like you. 】
The voice in reality is tinged with tension.
The voice in my heart is full of determination.
The same words occupied Momozawa Airi's mind at the same time.
It's like wearing headphones, with a 3D surround effect.
The confession penetrated her ears and slowly tickled her heart.
Just like how Jinpei Matsuda had just gently stroked her palm.
Leaving behind an unusually long-lasting shudder.
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