Chapter 41 Chapter 41 Come to my room
Momozawa Airi observed calmly for most of the afternoon.
In the following time, Jinpei Matsuda did not show any subtle behavior different from the past, and everything seemed very normal.
He was still as sharp-tongued as before, and even childishly competed with her to see whose paper airplane could fly farther.
“…Don’t peek at how I fold it.”
Momozawa Airi decisively turned her back and slowly folded what she called a "super invincible contest-winning paper airplane" using her secret method.
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
During the test flight, they stood in a long corridor and threw paper airplanes toward the end.
The corridor was not wide, and Momozawa Airi's arm almost touched Matsuda Jinpei's arm.
Recalling the experience of being caught distracted, she glanced furtively at Jinpei Matsuda and tried to move a little further away from him.
"I'll fly on the count of three, two, one."
"Three, two, one..."
He dragged out the ending sound of the word "一".
Just as the last note was about to fade away, Matsuda Jinpei suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes frank and honest: "Why are you peeking at me?"
At the same time, he threw the plane in his hand high into the air.
When her behavior was exposed, Momozawa Airi shuddered and her hands trembled. Before she could raise her arms, the plane flew out.
It fell to the ground with a thud.
Less than half a meter away.
Momozawa Airi: "..."
She looked at Matsuda Jinpei's paper airplane, which was dangling and flying towards the door, and gritted her teeth. "You're playing tricks on me."
"I won." Matsuda Jinpei nodded with satisfaction and raised his hand to gently curl the ends of her hair. "It seems your folding method is not very good. It fell to the ground after flying for a short while."
Momozawa Airi: "..."
The ends of my hair were gently pulled, and a faint feeling was slowly conveyed.
Momozawa Airi felt her scalp tingle, her attention completely focused on the strand of hair entwined with Matsuda Jinpei's fingers. Without thinking, she casually said, "Yours is better, it lasts longer."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
Momozawa Airi suddenly felt the force on the ends of her hair stop, and the tingling sensation on her scalp gradually faded.
Only then did she realize what lewd words she had just said.
Momozawa Airi: "…………"
She stood there like a statue for a moment, and finally thought of something to say to make amends. Just as she was about to give it a try, Matsuda Jinpei, whom she had unconsciously teased verbally not long ago, spoke first.
"Playing games, xxxxx."
He mentioned the name of a very popular game, which was recently in limited quantities and difficult to buy.
Momozawa Airi, who didn't buy anything, instinctively replied, "Hit."
Matsuda Jinpei nodded calmly: "Then come to my room."
Momozawa Airi: "???"
Momosawa Airi: “@#￥%&*……”
Just after being teased, he started practicing directly???
She took a few steps back in shock: "I, I, I, I think it's still still still--"
Matsuda Jinpei: "The gaming equipment is in my room."
After swallowing all the nonsense that followed, Momozawa Airi said in one gulp, "I think it's too early. Did you buy that? No, I'm not ready yet. It's still not good enough." She managed to say with a weak breath:
"……oh."
*
Momozawa Airi sat on the cushion in Matsuda Jinpei's room, feeling very uncomfortable and as quiet as a chicken.
She glanced at Jinpei Matsuda and felt that there was something different about him.
like……
Momozawa Airi racked her brains for a long time and felt that she seemed to have become thicker-skinned.
wrong.
It doesn't seem accurate enough.
“…”
Come and give it a try.
Momozawa Airi clenched her fists and stared at Matsuda Jinpei's back with sharp eyes.
In the spirit of verification, she took advantage of the moment when Matsuda Jinpei was rummaging through his bedroom cabinet for a game controller and gave him a quick kiss.
Jinpei Matsuda happened to bend down, and the kiss she had originally planned to land on the cheek ended up falling on the side of the neck.
“…A sneak attack.”
Momozawa Airi explained calmly, secretly watching Matsuda Jinpei's reaction.
Matsuda Jinpei paused, said nothing, and continued to rummage through the messy cabinet.
A faint blush crept up silently to his ears.
Momozawa Airi sat on the cushion on the ground and slowly calmed down.
...What could have changed? He's still the same shy and innocent college student whose ears would turn red after a kiss =v=.
She immediately patted her legs in relaxation, looked at the game page on the screen, and became lively again.
"Hurry up and find it! I'm going to make you admit defeat with conviction today!"
…
Then she watched Matsuda Jinpei win happily.
Jinpei Matsuda's racing car sped along the road, dodging all obstacles perfectly as it sped away from her go-kart, leaving behind a trail of slippery banana peels, and leaving Momozawa Airi spinning in place, feeling a little dazed.
...His car was even on its second lap.
Momozawa Airi: "..."
Although the game was not over yet, the result was clearly displayed on a banner in front of her.
Momozawa Airi put down the controller melancholy and caught a glimpse of Matsuda Jinpei's operating movements on the controller, which were almost leaving an afterimage.
"...I guess you're really good at any game." She commented sincerely, "Why don't you become a game leveler in the future? It would be very nice."
"In the time it takes others to level up one account, you can level up five accounts with your extremely fast and flexible hand speed."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
He ran the last lap at full speed and turned his head to look at Momozawa Airi who was lying there in a slump.
They sat on the bedroom floor playing games with the bed behind them.
Momozawa Airi swayed limply for a long time, and finally leaned her head lazily on the edge of the bed behind her, looking up at the screen, obviously having voluntarily withdrawn from the game.
She had no shyness at all about entering a boy's bedroom. When she just started playing the game, she even seriously commented on the decoration.
For example, "What a tidy room! You always keep it clean." "The furnishings in your room are too simple." "Besides the table, chairs, cabinets and screen, there is only the bed." "Why are the tables and chairs so simple?" "The most eye-catching and luxurious thing is the bed." "Hey, there are so many parts and tools in your cabinet." And so on.
Matsuda Jinpei: “.”
...Actually, I cleaned up the room yesterday and stuffed all the parts and equipment that were spread all over the table into the cabinet.
Momozawa Airi finally reasoned very rigorously, "I see. Jinpei, you must spend a lot of time in bed."
After all, if you spend a lot of time sleeping, you really need a big, soft, and good bed. It is also very comfortable to lie on the bed and play games, watch TV series, etc.
Momozawa Airi strongly agreed with her own reasoning in her heart.
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
Matsuda Jinpei: “…………”
Thinking of this, Jinpei Matsuda stared at Momozawa Airi's long hair spread on the bed for a while, then looked away awkwardly.
The game suddenly stopped and the two of them were left sitting in the room with nothing to do.
When people have free time, they tend to think about random things.
...the kind that's out of place.
Jinpei Matsuda held the game controller and felt that this was not going to work.
He raised his hand and rubbed the side of his neck awkwardly. Just when he was about to use reasonable words to arouse Momozawa Airi's fighting spirit and ask her to stop leaning on his bed in a daze, Momozawa Airi suddenly had an idea and spoke first.
“It’s a rare visit.”
Matsuda Jinpei paused, feeling that her words would be followed by a suffix like "Then do something."
And I guess he did something weird.
As expected, Momozawa Airi straightened up, her face full of excitement: "Then I'll just ask directly."
Matsuda Jinpei: “?”
Momozawa Airi: "Jinpei, don't you have something like that in your room? I'd like to see it."
Matsuda Jinpei: “???”
Momozawa Airi gestured and drew a rectangle. "That's the kind of thing you'd expect a male university student to have in his room. We've all grown up over the years."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
He faced the paused game screen, his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart.
Momozawa Airi: "Show me that thing! It's always interesting to see other people's things like that."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…………”
He felt the vein in his forehead throb.
“…Someone else’s?”
"Hey, those are the seniors from the neighborhood I mentioned to you before."
Matsuda Jinpei: “………………”
He felt as if a horde of howling gorillas were running through his heart.
Just when he was about to forcefully shut her up with a slightly excessive action to prevent her from saying anything even stranger, Momozawa Airi suddenly leaned in front of him and said, "Jinpei, why are you so stingy? You don't even want to show me the photo album—"
Matsuda Jinpei: “……?”
Photo album.
He chewed the word over in his mind for a while and found that it matched the description of Momozawa Airi.
Even felt relieved.
I'm also a little tired.
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
He raised his hand expressionlessly and pinched Momozawa Airi's face.
Soft.
He pinched it a few more times.
[…What on earth is the structure of this brain?]
Suddenly, Momozawa Airi's mouth was pinched into the shape of a zero: "?"
She looked confused and didn't understand why she was suddenly pinched.
Matsuda Jinpei put his hand down, without any intention of explaining, and stood up, answering concisely, "Yes."
He looked around the room and stared at the top of the cabinet: "I'll get it."
Momozawa Airi reached out to stop him: "Hey, let me get it, let me get it."
Matsuda Jinpei: “?”
He estimated the height difference between the top cabinet and Airi Momozawa and said bluntly, "You can't reach it."
Momozawa Airi argued, "I can reach it by standing on a chair."
After a while, Momozawa Airi crossed her fingers and explained seriously, "Because your room is so tidy, I can't help but want to peek into what's stuffed inside the closet."
She added: "Like a puzzle game."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
*
Momozawa Airi finally brought a chair.
She grunted as she placed the chair in front of the cabinet, adjusted its position, and then stood on it excitedly.
"There's actually another way to get to the top."
After she stood firm, she began to chatter leisurely.
"Just like in the comics, I'm stepping on your shoulders. Isn't it dokidoki?"
Momozawa Airi gave a thumbs up.
"But I'm wearing a skirt today, so forget it. It's easy to show off."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…………”
Matsuda Jinpei rarely looked up at her and reached out to hold the chair firmly.
"Be careful, don't fall down."
Momozawa Airi calmly waved her hand: "No, I used to take things off the shelves like this when I was a kid, to help my grandma organize the shelves."
“…”
Matsuda Jinpei paused, feeling a little complicated.
Since Momozawa Airi never mentioned her parents on her own initiative, he rarely asked about her family situation.
But after knowing each other for more than a year, Matsuda Jinpei could probably piece together a complete background story from the few words she usually revealed.
Hearing Momozawa Airi's words at this moment, he could even picture in his mind the skinny little Momozawa Airi as a child, staggering on a chair while tidying up the heavy shelves.
Momozawa Airi looked down at Matsuda Jinpei, who looked strangely amiable, scratched her head in bewilderment, and added, "I volunteered to organize the shelves."
Matsuda Jinpei looked at her and felt that she must be trying to help share the burden of the family.
Momozawa Airi: "This way I can take the opportunity to sneak some snacks, hehe."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
He nodded expressionlessly, signaling the other party to take it quickly.
Momozawa Airi: "?"
The face changes so quickly.
She opened the cabinet door and casually asked about the color of the album. After getting the answer, she took the album accurately.
Momozawa Airi: "Can I open it and take a look?"
Matsuda Jinpei nodded casually, his hands resting on the chair: "Come down quickly."
Momozawa Airi ignored him, stood tall, and opened the photo album directly.
"Wow, your hair was curly when you were a kid too. It seems like it's naturally curly."
Momozawa Airi seemed to have discovered a new world.
"I thought you often sneaked into the barber shop for maintenance. I was even thinking of asking you the name of the shop."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
Momozawa Airi flipped through a few pages and left some nonsense comments like "You had such a cool expression when you took photos as a child", "I seemed to be a little taller when I was eight than you were when you were eight", and "You're so cute".
She flipped through the album quickly and suddenly stopped at a certain page: "Hey hey hey hey!! Zhen Ping, have you ever played a princess?!"
Matsuda Jinpei: “?”
Momozawa Airi held the photo album high, and he couldn't see which photo she was looking at.
"……ha?"
Momozawa Airi turned the album over to face him and pointed at the photo: "Look, look."
The little boy, still with baby fat on his face, stared at the camera with an unhappy look on his face. He was wearing a costume and a wig on his head.
There was also a line of words written next to it: [Elementary school stage play commemoration xxxx year]
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
It seems to be the case.
When I was in elementary school, there was a stage play where the little girl who was supposed to play the princess suddenly felt unwell and couldn’t go on stage.
He happened to pass by the cultural and arts committee member.
…and ended up being captured and forced to play the role of a princess in a stage play.
Oh, the cultural committee member is Hagi.
Matsuda Jinpei: “…………”
Is this photo actually sandwiched in there?
He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Momozawa Airi, who was staring at the photo excitedly. "Don't look at this one. Give it to me."
Jinpei Matsuda reached out to grab it.
Momozawa Airi raised her hands high and tilted her head back to continue looking at the photo album: "I don't, I don't, I don't—"
She flipped through a few more pages and happened to see a family photo.
Jinpei Matsuda, who looked like he was still in elementary school, stood in the middle, holding his father's hand with one and his mother's hand with the other.
Momozawa Airi's eyes were fixed on the tall man.
“…Huh?”
She was stunned, feeling as if she had seen the other person somewhere.
Before she could remember, she suddenly felt her body lighten.
Momozawa Airi: "???"
The head spun, and Jinpei Matsuda's back appeared in her sight.
…She was carried up by Jinpei Matsuda with one hand as if he were carrying a bag of rice.
Jinpei Matsuda was even holding a chair in his other hand.
Momozawa Airi: "..."
She lay on Matsuda Jinpei like a fool, and was carried away from the cabinet by him, watching the chair return to its original position.
...This arm strength is so strong.
Matsuda Jinpei's arms held her firmly and he easily took the photo album from her hand.
Then he shook her casually.
Momozawa Airi, who was suddenly thrown upside down, said in a trembling voice: "Uh uh uh uh uh."
Matsuda Jinpei said calmly: "I said that before."
【It’s quite small.】
Momozawa Airi thought about it stupidly for a while before realizing that the other party was referring to what he had said before: "She can be lifted up with one hand."
Momozawa Airi: "..."
She began to shake around in defiance and struggled desperately, but was still held steadily by Matsuda Jin.
"Let me see it—you're so stingy, Jinpei—it's so cute!!"
"No."
"...My previous punishment hasn't worked yet! That time at the tool store!! I'm punishing you by making you send me this photo!! You have to keep your promise, Jinpei-chan!"
“Tsk.”
"I'll trade you a photo of me when I was little! That one was also taken in xxxx!"
“…”
Sensing Matsuda Jinpei's slackness, she continued to brazenly promote herself, "I was so cute when I was little! Exchanging photos would be so much fun! You definitely won't lose out!"
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
…
Finally, we exchanged photos.
Momozawa Airi held the photo of Matsuda Jinpei's childhood with satisfaction, took out a photo from her wallet and handed it to him upside down.
"I carry it with me, hehe."
Momozawa Airi scratched her head.
"Because I think this one is cute...you are not allowed to look at it now."
She slapped Matsuda Jinpei's hand as he tried to turn over the photo.
"You can watch it after I leave."
【？ 】
Matsuda Jinpei: “?”
Momozawa Airi covered her face shyly: "Otherwise I'll be embarrassed, what if you can't help but keep praising me for being cute or something as soon as you see me."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
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