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Chapter 3: Daily Life 6

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Chapter 3: Daily Life 6 "I-I can't sleep!" I've been lying still in my futon, but because I can't sleep I finally sat up and opened my eyes. The room was pitch black. Thanks to the moonlight shining through the small gap in the curtains, I gradually adapt from darkness. "I mean... it's no wonder I can't sleep. It's the day we we're attacked by that robber." I justified to myself in a mutter. Even now, just remembering it makes me tremble. Anger, fear... During the incident, my anger surpassed my fear, but now, fear takes the lead. I understand now, calmly, that my actions actually put Ayana in danger. It wasn't good move to talk to the robber who was so desperate. If Riku hadn't gotten naked...! "No, that's not it...! It's not about that guy or whatever." Thinking about Riku's body makes my face flush. It was the first time I had seen a man's body like that. I really saw it. All of i

Chapter 3: Daily Life 6

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Chapter 3: Daily Life 5 After the convenience store robbery, I had to talk to the police about the incident. Having experienced it once before, I felt somewhat more accustomed on dealing it. The first time, I got scolded by the police for confronting the robber, but this time, I'm being scolded because of me being completely naked. They also said it's a highly dangerous act. However, one of the officers couldn't help but burst into laughter, so I guess it left quite an impact. Also, the police told me, "It could be considered public indecency, but... we'll overlook it this time due to the emergency situation." So, I got away without any charges. Of course, my guardians were called, and Mr. Soeda came to pick us up. Kana also explained the situation to her family over the phone, and the police explained it as well. I also had my grandparents contacted... but I was told that the detailed discussion would be at a later date. "............"

Chapter 3: Daily Life 5

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Chapter 3: Daily Life 5 So we borrowed Seoda-san's spare bike, which is only one. I pedaled with Kana on the back. Never thought we'd ride together. Riding with Kana brought back memories of Hoshimiya when we rode the bike middle of the night in a mountain path. As we reached the convenience store, which is about 15 minutes. Countryside, but not deserted. Regular store, big parking lot, surrounded by rice fields. No cars or bikes around; maybe no customers. I parked the bike, went in through the automatic doors. A cheerful melody played. Then a female clerk organizing something in the back turn on us. "Welcome────!" and it's Hoshimiya's plain mode. Our eyes met, and she choked up. Surprise spread across her face. Looking at Hoshimiya, felt both nostalgia and sweetness. Same plain look as before. Her simple clerk outfit had a soothing cuteness. Last time, I just thought "plain," but now...undeniably adorable. Now, I can only see

Chapter 3: Daily Life 4

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Chapter 3: Daily Life 4 When I look up, I notice that the gaps of the curtain shining. It's already morning. Ever since the last night incident, I didn't sleep at all. I just ponder and sit in my futon. "I'm the worst. I hurt Hoshimiya." "Hey Riku. Good morning. You awake already?" As someone violently pounding the door. I didn't feel like answering. I put my face between my knees and stayed stoic. After a while, the door open loudly and she seems doesn't care about the permission. "Riku... Hey, what're you doing?" "...." "Hey Riku, you're scaring me." As footsteps approach, my shoulders are vigorously shaken. The aura emanating from me seems to be dark. I lift my face with a heavy feeling, and there's Kana, looking worried, crouched in front of me, peering into my face. "What happened? Did you have a scary dream or something?" "I'm not a child to get depresse

Chapter 2: Boys Hands is Really Big Isn't?

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Chapter 2: Boys Hands is Really Big Isn't? 1 Mitake Nagika, she's the one whom I thought was the best for me. She's member of tennis club which usually practice early in the morning. She's a cheerful girl but she always dozed off during class. But do note that her facial features are top notch. Despite of that habit, fixing her bed head during lunch in rest room became her charm. Her seat is in the second from the right in the front row. Even though our class seats been changed twice since April, out of my luck, we're still seatmates. Because of that, every morning since enrollment, I've been passing her seat and smelling the same floral scent of deodorant lingering around her desk. Well that's because she practice early in the morning and making me realize that guy's and girl's smell is completely different. Since April, there are many first year guy's who wanted to get higher social status on their clubs or in class something like

Chapter 1: You Better Forget About Me

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Chapter 1: You Better Forget About Me They say that first kiss taste like a lemon. But for me, it was not. It was coffee. I even know it's brand. it was Goergia coffee that she often drink, and when we kiss, her lips was extremely sweet. Her name was Nakadou Ayane or Ayanee. It happened when I was in 6th grade and she was 4 years older than me and was attending in 1st year of highschool. It was already 4 years since that and I can still remember it like yesterday. For example, the postcard in Ayanee's room was a "Chagall" style painting named "The Brides of the Eiffel Tower" Ayanee's lips was soft, warm, and pleasantly felt good, like I was in a cloud nine made out of coffee. When I open my eyes, Ayanee was also looking at my eye. Our eyes locked as I noticed her double eyelids and her thick and long eyelashes that it made me feel like I was a princess in a fantasy world. And she was also kinda erotic that time, wearing a worn out clothe