Buying a Weeping Girl Under the Wintry Sky, and Making Her Too Happy. - Chapter 59: My Sleeping Face.
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My Sleeping Face.
“Huh… She’s really sweet, ain’t she? …And then I have this Kazuya. How long are you going to cry? If you’re a man, you’d better get a grip.”
Even with Miyu’s permission, I cried for a long time.
“I know… mn… But…”
“Kazuya-kun, you really do act like a child sometimes, don’t you?”
“It’s really quite a nuisance when someone gets so big on the outside but is still a child on the inside.”
“Doesn’t matter if he’s a child from inside.”
Saying that, Miyu gently held my face. She was willing to get her clothes dirty with my tears and snot. But as expected, this is…
“M-Miyu. I-It really is embarrassing.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll let go of you when you stop crying.”
“I’ll stop crying, I’ll!”
“Huh… This is just like a mother and child, isn’t it? Are you really okay with such an unreliable child?”
“If Kazuya-kun is unreliable, I will take good care of him. Besides, I know that Kazuya-kun does things properly when he’s determined.”
“Looking at Kazuya right now, those words have no persuasive power at all…”
That’s because I’m now being hugged by Miyu… I’m already kind of calm and at the same time I feel beyond embarrassment… wait, it’s really no good anymore. I don’t know what it is, but I feel like I can’t show her my face now.
“Miyu. I’m alright now, I won’t cry anymore, so I guess it’ll be better to stop it. Or rather, Please let go of me…”
“Hmph….”
For some reason, Miyu seemed reluctant to let me go. No, why is Miyu so unhappy…?
When Miyu let me go, I looked at her again.
“Oh, I’m so sorry about your clothes… I’m really sorry… It must be super creepy, isn’t it…?”
“I don’t really mind?”
“Even if you don’t care about it, I really care about you, you can still have a change of clothes and stuff.”
“Of course not.”
“Guess so…”
Miyu’s clothes were soaked with my tears and snot. Miyu said she doesn’t mind this, but I feel guilty if I don’t let her change her clothes right now, but there’s no way I can find a change of clothes for Miyu at my grandparents’ house…
“Then, why don’t you wear the clothes Kazuya wore in junior high school? It would b good enough for your height, too.”
“I mean, maybe so, but I can’t believe I got a secondhand one from my junior high school days.”
“Can I borrow those clothes?”
“Miyu?”
“It’s Kazuya-kun’s secondhand clothes, right? I don’t mind.”
“Please wait a minute then.”
With that, Grandma stepped out of the room to get my middle school clothes. And I don’t know why, but Miyu’s eyes seemed to sparkle.
“Hey, you sure you want my used stuff from junior high school? I can go out and buy new clothes for you, you know?”
“I’m fine with Kazuya-kun’s secondhand stuff. I’d rather have it.”
“Ah, okay.”
Rather, I can’t really understand why it’s good, but if Miyu says it’s good, that’s fine. Don’t think about things you don’t understand. Besides, I just decided to live with Miyu’s top priority. If Miyu says it’s good, that’s fine. Yeah, no doubt.
“Miyu. Come over here and pick out what clothes you want.”
“Yes, I’m coming.”
Saying that, Miyu left the room and headed towards grandma. For some reason, her steps seemed very light. I don’t know why.
After a while, Miyu came back to the room wearing the clothes I wore in junior high school. Miyu chose a unisex white long-sleeved T-shirt that could be worn by both men and women… I wonder what it is …It was just a plain T-shirt when I wore it, but when Miyu wears it, it looks very fashionable… Is this due to the difference in our face…?
“What do you think?”
“Oh, yeah. I think it’s good.”
“Fufu~. Thank you.”
Then Miyu put her sleeves in what is commonly known as moe sleeves and brought her hands up to her face. Honestly, she’s super cute, but what is she doing?
“I can smell Kazuya-kun’s scent.”
“!? I wore them in junior high school. How can there be any trace of my scent?”
“It’s still there, you know?”
“Did I have such bad body odor…?”
Oh man, I’m going to cry again. I can’t believe that my middle school clothes still smell like me… Maybe I should take a bath in a bath made entirely of undiluted deodorant… Okay, I’ll buy all the deodorant I can find when I get home.
“I don’t know why you’re so depressed, but it’s not like you stink, Kazuya-kun, okay?”
“…Really?”
“Why are you so skeptical…? Your smell calms me down.”
“…Is that so?”
“Yes, that’s why It’s good.”
Okay… That’s fine then… Huh? I mean, isn’t it embarrassing that she usually says my smell is soothing and smells my used clothes? Well, I feel like Miyu is kind of relaxed, so I don’t care anymore. If I sniffed Miyu’s clothes, it would definitely be a crime, but if Miyu does it, I’m sure it would be allowed… This is the evil of gender discrimination.
*Yawnn*
“Kazuya, you look sleepy, don’t you?”
“I feel sleepy now that I’m relieved…”
“Then, comeon.”
Miyu then came next to me and sat on her knees and patted her thighs.
“?”
“Mmm…”
“Uhmm…?”
“You don’t want my lap pillow? Kazuya-kun?”
“Of course, but….”
“Then, hurry up.”
“…Yes.”
I lay down on Miyu’s thigh with a sense of trepidation. I didn’t dare to look up, so I turned my face to the side so that I was looking in the opposite direction of Miyu’s stomach. Then Miyu started patting my head gently. When was the last time someone stroked my head? I’m not going to complain about what she does to me now because I’m still embarrassed when I’m on her lap, but this is kind of… Very calming…
“What is it? Did Kazuya sleep?”
“Yes.”
“Hahaha… Sleeping with a happy face.”
“Fufufu~ Yes, he is.”
“His sleeping face never changes, you know?”
“I guess that means he’ll always have a pretty face.”
“I guess that’s one way of putting it.”
I had no way of knowing that Grandma and Miyu were smiling as they watched me sleep.