Chapter 406 – Vacation Life With Hiyori

Lenka and I finished cleaning up together in the bathroom, which was filled with a very dirty energy and an awkward atmosphere.

She was fiddling around with her clean hands.
I don’t know if it looks like he’s trying to check if there’s any liquid left, or if it’s the first time he’s received it and the feeling is so unfamiliar that he wants to think about it.

“What are you doing?”

Lenka shakes her shoulders in response to my question back in the training room.
She answered, hiding her hands behind her waist even though there was no need for her.

“W-what…?”

It’s funny to see a reaction that seems to honestly express the psychological state one is currently feeling.
You were very curious. She might have smelled it if she had been sent to wash her hands alone.
Or taste it.

“No.”

“… Don’t split it up like that? “It’s annoying.”

“When did I laugh?”

“You’re smiling now…!”

If I feel the same way, I want to make Lenka fall over and have fun right here and now.
But I think it’s time for Riko to tell me to eat her food, so let’s hold on.

Ugh-!

While I was thinking that, Lenka’s cell phone vibrated.
After checking her screen, she sighed and said.

“It’ll take a long time because the food is ready.”

How can the world proceed as expected?
I guess I’m omniscient and omnipotent.

“What is that damn expression?”

Usually, Tsukkomi even uses her hands, but Lenka is good with just her words.
She then shrugged her shoulders at Lenka’s reply, said that she understood, and left her training room.

When she returned home, her fragrant smell was in the air.
Just by smelling it, it feels delicious.
It is one of the unconditional clichés that the heroines’ mothers are good at cooking.

But Momoka seems to be an exception to that cliché.
But it’s okay because she’s as cute as Chinami.

“Lenka said Matsuda-kun likes meat, so she tried making meat-based dishes, but I’m not sure if she’ll like it?”

Riko’s words to me as I sat down with Lenka at the table we were shown to.
I glanced at Lenka as if to ask if she had said such a thing, and smiled brightly.

“Everyone eats well.”

“Okay? Then I’m glad. Let’s eat.”

“Thank you for this food.”

When I greeted her by picking up her utensils after Riko had picked up her chopsticks, she smiled brightly and expressed her satisfaction.

Lenka’s family dinner was very quiet.
It wasn’t that I didn’t have anything to say, but as soon as the meal started, I felt the air itself change and I could immediately tell that this was Lenka’s house culture.

Is it because you value tradition? At the dinner table, we just ate without saying a word, which was different from Miyuki’s house, where we were also quiet but still talked often, and Chinami’s lively house.

Would the atmosphere have been heavier if Lenka’s father had been here?
I respect it, but I like to be active…
So, I need to lure Rico and bring him to my house.

Since we didn’t talk, meal time naturally went faster.
After finishing off the very delicious dishes that Riko had prepared along with her two bowls of rice, I put down the ceramic water cup without a handle and bowed my head as Riko poured her water.

“Thank you.”

“No. “Did you like the food?”

“It was really delicious.”

Did your sincere sentiments make you feel better?
The corners of Rico’s mouth quirked up.

That face, which is usually classy but turns girlish when it receives a compliment, is so pretty.
When Lenka becomes a full-fledged adult, maybe she will be able to have a style like that?
She harbors such hope for once.

“I really enjoyed the meal. What should I do with the bowl? Should I move it to the sink?”

“Just leave it there and I’ll clean it up.”

In times like this, it is better to listen to what is said rather than pretending to do the dishes for no reason.
After making my decision, I quietly pulled back my chair and stood up quietly with Lenka.

**

“Your mother says you are polite.”

A sharp compliment from Lenka who saw me off to the parking lot.
I said, standing in front of the driver’s door and smirking.

“Please tell me thank you.”

“But no. “You know that’s a mask.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Because there’s something I’ve seen.”

“What have you been seeing?”

“You did something strange to Asahina today, and you bullied Chinami and me… You are trash.”

“You’re harassing me. “Aren’t these words too disappointing?”

“It’s true.”

Lenka was building her own build for idle play.
If you say it that way, it becomes very easy for me to give reasons later.

For example, you can stop paying attention to her by saying you’re sorry for bothering her and that it won’t happen again…
Well, by creating a situation like this naturally, I was able to irritate Lenka.

A very happy time of worry is coming.
Maybe it would be okay to start right after the competition ends.
Then, when I invite Chinami and Lenka to my house after work, I think there might be a possibility of seeing a more active Lenka.

“Think whatever you want.”

“Look at this. “Because there are two of us, we show our true colors.”

“What did I do? “The problem is that the manager is negative about everything.”

“I hope it goes out quickly.”

“I’ll come again next time.”

“Do not come.”

“The manager’s mother told you to come again?”

“You hate me.”

“The manager has no choice.”

“…”

She gives in to her coercive tone of voice.
She was silent with her mouth pouted and I smiled at her, then got into her car and started her engine.
Afterwards, she opened her window and asked Lenka, who was holding one of her arms, in a soft voice different from her previous one.

“I had fun today, how was the manager?”

“I don’t really like it.”

“Don’t be like that, just be honest.”

“… It was just like that.”

“Really?”

“It was fun. Are you done?”

Although she spoke reluctantly, it was evident that she acknowledged that she had a good time.
I was probably a little nervous, though.

“Then what should I do?”

“What should I do?”

“What should I do if it’s fun?”

“… Whatever?”

It’s been quite a while since I met you, but you still don’t seem to notice anything like this.
This is Lenka’s charm.

I patted one of my cheeks at Lenka, who was frowning as if she didn’t understand.
Then she realized what I wanted and freaked out.

“Oh, I hate it…! Let’s go quickly…!”

“If you don’t, I’m going to sleep here today.”

“Aren’t you crazy?”

“Do it quickly.”

“Under…”

A sigh escaped Lenka’s mouth as she shuddered.
It’s not that he doesn’t like showing affection, it’s that he’s embarrassed.
Just like the last time you told me you liked me.

“…”

After not knowing what to do for a while, she glanced at me, who was just staring straight ahead without even thinking about moving from her car, and then walked over to me with an annoyed expression on her face.
Then she slowly bent down and pressed her lips against my cheek.

A soft yet moist feeling touches your cheek and then disappears in an instant…
Sensing this, I looked at Lenka’s face, which was clearly red even under the night sky, and grinned.

“Good job. “I’ll go now.”

“… Go in carefully or not.”

“Did you really have to say no?”

“Oh, go now…!!”

If you were embarrassed to look at my face, you would have turned away first… I’m amazed that you even bothered to stand there to see me off.

After the strange incident in the training room, a warm meal, and finally, sweet skinship.
Isn’t this the true flavor of a romantic comedy? It was very informative.

“I’m going.”

“Go…”

“I’ll contact you when I arrive.”

“Don’t do it.”

“Why? “Are you busy organizing the figures you’ve been hiding?”

“I’m really dying…”

Why is Lenka so good, clenching her fists and trembling?
I want to kidnap her right now and take her to my house.
Resisting that urge, I ended the first day of vacation with a monumental visit to Lenka’s house.

**

Next day.
I woke up feeling cold from the cold air from the air conditioner that had been running all night, so I covered myself up with a blanket and tried to sleep again.

When my eyes close and I’m about to fall into a dream again,

Ding-dong!

Along with the cheerful sound of the doorbell, a heavy pounding sound was heard.
I was so irritated by this that I covered my ears with a pillow, and suddenly it occurred to me that this was something I had experienced before.

I was curious, so I stuck my head out and listened to the sounds outside.

“Matsumatsu! Are you at home!?”

Hiyori’s unique and lively voice is captivating.
You came here again without any solution. I have to say something.
Still, it was good that she came to see me first, so I quickly got up, led my half-asleep body, and slowly went outside and opened the front door.

Crash.

One door pulled open with the sound of hinges engaging.
Through that, I saw Hiyori’s fresh face and her white limbs, and I opened her door wide and scolded her.

“What are you dressed like?”

“What’s wrong? “It’s not dirty at all.”

If a thong tank top and shorts that are short enough to reveal the skin below the buttocks aren’t sexy, I wonder what kind of outfit is sexy.

“That’s your opinion. “I told you to move around cautiously.”

“I don’t know. But have you been sleeping all this time?”

“What time is it now?”

“11 o’clock.”

“Okay? I guess I overslept a bit. But you’ve been contacting me for a long time, right?”

“I contacted you, but you didn’t answer?”

“Okay?”

“Yes. “I texted five times and called twice in two hours.”

“For two hours? “What have you been doing up until now?”

“I went downtown because I wanted to buy something, and I came here because my senior’s house happened to be nearby.”

“What would you have done if I wasn’t home?”

“Then you can go back.”

Still carefree, still cool on stage.
He showed some improvement under my careful training, but now that vacation has started, it feels like he’s back to the beginning.

Thinking that I needed to completely reform my thoughts again, I moved towards the open door, looking at Hiyori’s cute little fur that started to flutter as the cool breeze blew.

“Come in first.”

“Yes.”

Then Hiyori, who said she liked it, suddenly came inside.
She walks down a stone path, her sandals with a combination of white straps and light brown soles teasing her back and forth.
As I looked at Hiyori’s back, showing off her thighs, I followed her, looking through her memory to see if there were any clothes at her house that Hiyori could wear.