Chapter 44 Chapter 44 Bewitching
The room was filled with the scent of rose incense.
It was a birthday present given to her by Jinpei Matsuda.
In the dim night, hot, heavy breathing continued to spray on her fragile neck, and curly black hair scratched her cheeks.
Only a small area of her face and neck was affected, but Momozawa Airi felt her whole body go limp, and she collapsed powerlessly on the narrow sofa.
She tried to dodge, but was stopped by Jinpei Matsuda's head resting on her shoulder.
I can only endure the other person's body temperature which has become a little hot due to alcohol.
And an extremely burning heartbeat.
For the first time, Momozawa Airi felt that her special ability was a kind of lingering torture.
Although what Matsuda Jinpei said was no different from his usual inquiries, his extremely ambiguous inner monologue slowly passed through their tightly pressed skin and irresistibly reached her mind.
Jinpei Matsuda bent his arms, gently supported them on the sides of Momozawa Airi, and leaned his head against her.
Her entire body was almost covered by the shadow of Jinpei Matsuda.
There is no way to retreat.
Reason told her that she was sober—
The somewhat dangerous kiss request from Jinpei Matsuda, who was clearly not quite sober, should have been rejected.
But the hormones clamoring in Momozawa Airi's body instinctively made her give an unconscious answer.
"……good."
As soon as he finished speaking, delicate and hot kisses began to fall like raindrops.
On the face.
Neck.
earlobe.
…
His warm lips pressed against her skin, moving slowly downwards, making an embarrassing sound of water stains.
Momozawa Airi half-closed her eyes, feeling the temperature in the room rise sharply.
At the same time, she was forced to listen to an endless stream of non-all-ages radio dramas.
However, the only main creator continued to broadcast the sequel as if he was unaware.
Momozawa Airi: "..."
She endured for a while, forcing herself not to pay attention to the noises that made her blush and her heart beat fast.
…
Until the faint smell of alcohol mixed with warm breath invaded the area where she had never been treated like this before, this difficult to describe radio drama, whose progress was unknown, finally broke down Momozawa Airi's inner defenses.
Hearing the key words such as "crying", "bullying", and "even more excessive" coming into her mind, she became more and more confused and her face was burning.
In the end, he could only raise his hand in despair to push Matsuda Jinpei until he stood up slightly and regained his freedom.
"I, I can't... I'm not ready yet... Stop..."
She was still not ready to be completely honest with Jinpei Matsuda, nor was she ready for what would happen after the sticky kiss.
"Could you please stop talking..."
Momozawa Airi whimpered uncontrollably, covering her face with her hands in an attempt to cool her cheeks down quickly.
By the way, I was secretly criticizing Jinpei Matsuda in my heart.
...I can’t see it normally!!
I've never heard him think about these things before!!
Isn't there too much variety...
Momozawa Airi closed her eyes evasively, thinking that Matsuda Jinpei was hiding it too well.
...Not a herbivore.
No, but it's also possible that she didn't notice it before...
…
Matsuda Jinpei's usual quick reaction ability seemed a little slowed down by the influence of alcohol, and it took him several seconds to respond to her words.
"……say what?"
The perfect angle for eye contact was suddenly blocked by a hand.
Matsuda Jinpei's thoughts became a little straightforward. He frowned and slowly raised his hands, trying to pull away Momozawa Airi's hands that were covering her face.
"You often say this kind of thing." He said slowly.
“…”
Momozawa Airi hesitated for a long time, unable to reasonably explain why she was complaining about Matsuda Jinpei who was "obviously busy doing other things" while speaking.
Although she was usually very strong, she felt that her hands were unusually weak at this moment.
She felt her hands being slowly opened by Matsuda Jinpei, and a warm, soft, and moist touch came from her fingertips.
Matsuda Jinpei stared at her straight, put down her hand, and gently brushed the hair away from her face with his hot fingertips.
Until there was nothing left to obscure her expression.
"What?" he repeated, leaning forward.
[Hair... is in the way.]
A deep, drunken voice sounded at the same time.
Momozawa Airi was having trouble distinguishing between her thoughts and her voice. She instinctively tilted her head to try and tell the difference, and her expression involuntarily became a little distracted.
Like he was distracted.
"That expression again."
Matsuda Jinpei's eyes flickered slightly, and he stroked her skin with his rough fingertips and gently pinched her chin.
"Are you thinking about what someone said?"
Momozawa Airi's eyes were filled with tears, and she was forced to look at Matsuda Jinpei inescapably. She even felt that she could see herself somewhat immersed in his affection in his bright pupils.
"I, I mean..."
She stammered for a while and couldn't give any reason.
Should I confess to my boyfriend?
Say something like "I can actually hear all the little secrets in your heart."
Momozawa Airi bit her lip unconsciously, feeling inexplicably timid.
Jinpei Matsuda is a very direct person and rarely hides anything from her.
But from childhood to adulthood, whenever she encountered something, she would instinctively choose to hide it from others, keep it in her heart, and digest it by herself.
Even at this moment is no exception.
…
Momozawa Airi looked at Matsuda Jinpei pitifully, hoping that he would take the initiative to change the subject as he always did.
But Matsuda Jinpei didn't do that. He just stared at her with his eyes lowered persistently.
He put away his usual indifference, and his eyes seemed inexplicably stubborn.
The aroma of wine mixed with the rich scent of rose incense lingered between their intertwined breaths.
After an unknown amount of time, Momozawa Airi looked away dejectedly and whispered, "Jinpei, I'm not ready yet... Let's talk about it next time..."
A double entendre.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Matsuda Jinpei lower his head and bury it in her shoulder again.
Then he gently bit her earlobe.
"hiss……"
Before Momozawa Airi could even tremble, she heard the voice of Matsuda Jinpei.
"Airi."
"You're hiding something from me."
“…It’s been a long time.”
She was stunned, her body stiff for a moment, and an anxious explanation came to her lips.
At this moment, Matsuda Jinpei slowly whispered in her ear: "...I'll wait for you."
“…”
The words that were about to come out of Momozawa Airi's mouth stopped, and she silently felt the weight and heat coming from her shoulders, her body trembling involuntarily.
Jinpei Matsuda's head was buried in her shoulder, and she couldn't see his expression.
Momozawa Airi paused, then slowly raised her hands and hugged Matsuda Jinpei.
...It's so warm.
*
...and ended up maintaining this posture.
After an unknown amount of time, Airi Momozawa got tired of lying down.
After all, the sofa is not as comfortable as the bed.
She wants to sleep
She rubbed Matsuda Jinpei's head and said, "Get up. I'm sleepy."
Jinpei Matsuda remained motionless.
Momozawa Airi, who was originally feeling a little guilty, said: "?"
She thought that Matsuda Jinpei was just dizzy from drinking and maintaining this posture, so how could he stay like that for so long... ?
Momozawa Airi paused and noticed that the radio drama had also stopped.
"...Huh? Zhen Ping?"
She reached out cautiously and patted Jinpei Matsuda's shoulder.
"I already said next time..."
Momozawa Airi's voice became increasingly quiet, and her cheeks felt a little hot.
"And I just remembered that I don't have a raincoat here... I guess I'll have to do it next time..."
Nothing happened.
"?"
Momozawa Airi looked bewildered.
She reached out and patted Matsuda Jinpei again: "Hey, hey, hey."
Still nothing happened.
Momozawa Airi: "???"
"I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just haven't figured out how to explain it clearly yet."
"I really like you, and I know you're not the type to leave after knowing I can find out all your secrets, but I'm still a little worried... well, actually, I'm still quite worried..."
“I don’t have many people who are very important to me, so I’m afraid that the few who are important to me will leave me.”
Momozawa Airi argued for a while with little confidence, and suddenly heard Matsuda Jin's steady breathing.
Momozawa Airi: "..."
etc.
She struggled a bit and found that the other party was completely pressing her down, without leaving a gap like before.
“…”
Momozawa Airi struggled to get out with an expressionless face, stood up beside the sofa, and straightened her messed-up clothes.
She pondered for a moment, feeling that the influence of the night/temptation and alcohol had reached its most ferocious stage.
But he just didn't speak for a while.
Jinpei Matsuda.
Surprisingly.
Lie down and lie down.
At once.
Fell asleep.
Momozawa Airi: "………………"
She suppressed her fluctuating emotions, glanced at Matsuda Jinpei, who could only lie in an awkward position on the sofa due to his tall stature, and sighed in her heart, "What long legs!"
Then he went to the room, got him a quilt, and covered him with it carefully.
"...This was your own choice. I was planning to give you the bed."
She squatted beside the sofa, staring at Matsuda Jinpei's blushing cheeks, and gently raised her hand to poke him.
"...Who told you not to give me a way out just now?"
Momozawa Airi looked at him with sparkling eyes, then leaned over and kissed Matsuda Jinpei's cheek.
...warm.
"You can just sleep here... alone."
*
The next morning, Momozawa Airi opened her eyes drowsily.
...I'm so tired.
She slowly changed her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.
When she passed the living room, she smelled the smell of breakfast and asked casually, "What are we having for dinner today?"
"Bacon and eggs."
"Oh oh." Momozawa Airi rubbed her eyes and slowly began to brush her teeth.
After washing up and combing her hair, she was much more awake.
Bacon and eggs... I haven't eaten them for a long time...
……etc.
Momozawa Airi's hand trembled, and the comb pulled out a strand of hair.
Where did the bacon and eggs come from?! Doesn’t she live alone?!
Momozawa Airi quickly regained her senses and suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.
“…”
She came to the restaurant with a confused look on her face and sat down on a chair: "...Good morning."
"morning."
Jinpei Matsuda sat at the table very naturally and casually pushed a plate of breakfast in front of Momozawa Airi.
“Eat it while it’s hot.”
The tone is also very natural.
It's as if he has been a part of this apartment from the very beginning.
“…”
Momozawa Airi started eating in a daze.
Although it tasted good, she found it tasteless.
Finally, after a long while of babbling, she couldn't help herself, raised her head, and asked nervously, "Do you remember what happened last night?"
I just happened to meet Matsuda Jinpei's expression of "I knew you would ask that."
Momozawa Airi looked away guiltily.
Matsuda Jinpei looked at her lightly and said in a leisurely tone, "What?"
Momozawa Airi breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's what the night is all about." She explained the mistake of getting the wrong wine very considerately. "It means that things that happen at night don't need to be pursued the next day."
Momozawa Airi thought for a moment and added happily, "Nothing happened. As soon as you came back, you took the initiative to ask to sleep on the sofa, and then you fell asleep. I fell asleep too. It was very healthy and harmonious."
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
After lying on the small sofa for a whole night, he felt sore all over and his head was a little dizzy. He raised his hand to rub his eyebrows and caught a glimpse of the marks on Momozawa Airi's neck.
Momozawa Airi caught Matsuda Jinpei's gaze very keenly and suddenly pulled up her collar.
"What are you doing? You're being a hooligan so early in the morning! I took you in out of kindness!"
She muttered a lot of things in an attempt to cover up her mistake, and a sense of inexplicable resentment rose in her heart.
…There were still sucking marks on her neck, but the person who did it didn’t even remember it.
She ate breakfast gloomily with her head down, her pace increased a lot, she couldn't wait to finish it and go back to her room to lie down.
...I ate too fast and choked.
Momozawa Airi looked up melancholy and wanted to get some milk, but a glass of milk appeared in front of her.
She caught a glimpse of Jinpei Matsuda withdrawing his hand out of the corner of her eye.
“…”
Momozawa Airi thanked her in a very weak voice, drank the whole thing in gulps, stood up and put the plate in the sink.
When she turned around, her eyes met Matsuda Jinpei's interested gaze.
Momozawa Airi reacted after a moment: "...You remember!! You lied to me!!"
She glared angrily at Jinpei Matsuda, who was leaning back in his chair leisurely, and puffed up her cheeks in anger.
"I didn't say I didn't remember."
Jinpei Matsuda raised his eyebrows and retorted righteously.
“…”
Momozawa Airi found with melancholy that what Matsuda Jinpei said made a lot of sense.
She gritted her teeth for a while, and suddenly the ends of her hair were pinched by Jinpei Matsuda.
He casually combed her messy hair which he had not had time to comb in the bathroom.
His slender fingers carefully ran through her long hair, deftly combing out the tangled ends.
After a moment, her long hair fell neatly on the side of her neck.
Matsuda Jinpei lowered his eyes and looked at her beautiful long hair, occasionally entwining her hair ends with his fingertips, playing with it to create different shapes.
Roll up.
Straighten.
Roll up.
release.
Rotate.
…
Momozawa Airi stared at his extremely flexible fingers, feeling inexplicably strange.
And a little blushing.
She looked away in confusion.
"Airi."
Jinpei Matsuda suddenly looked up at her and gently pulled her hair.
Momozawa Airi: "?"
Suddenly, he released his hand that was pulling her hair and wrapped her hand in his palm.
[Although I always thought it was outrageous...but maybe it's true.]
Jinpei Matsuda stared at her intently, with the corners of his lips raised.
It was already the next day, but Momozawa Airi always felt that his eyes were still filled with the drunkenness from last night, which was bewitching.
Let her indulge in it involuntarily.
She subconsciously stared at him blankly, even ignoring the fact that he hadn't spoken a word at all: "...What's so outrageous?"
Then, she saw Matsuda Jinpei's smile deepen a little.
He put his hand down and shook his head slowly, not asking the reason for this sentence as usual: "Nothing."
Shaking his head caused pain in the sore area of his neck. Matsuda Jinpei let out a soft "hiss" and raised his hand to rub it.
Momozawa Airi's attention was immediately distracted. She reached out and poked the other person's waist with a gloating look, but was grabbed by Matsuda Jinpei's wrist.
The hand holding her wrist slowly moved down, the fingertips brushed across her palm, and finally wrapped around Momozawa Airi's entire hand bit by bit.
Momozawa Airi didn't care about Matsuda Jinpei's little trick and asked with a smile, "Did you sleep comfortably on the sofa?"
"..." Matsuda Jinpei glanced at her, "Not bad."
Momozawa Airi blinked and argued, "We lived under the same roof last night, but the next day, you were the one who was sore all over."
“…”
Although it sounded like a very normal statement of fact, Jinpei Matsuda always felt something was strange about it.
Momozawa Airi looked him over slowly for a moment and shook her head seriously.
“Tsk tsk.”
A short sentence covers countless meanings.
Matsuda Jinpei: “…”
He paused and squeezed Momozawa Airi's soft hand.
Then he watched as Momozawa Airi jumped up like a kangaroo, broke free from his hand in panic and ran away.
"You, you, you, why are you playing so early in the morning-"
"What?"
Jinpei Matsuda blinked slowly, feigning confusion.
He looked at Momozawa Airi, whose face was flushed and she was hesitant to speak clearly, and curled the corners of his lips subtly.
"Just a squeeze."
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