Buying a Weeping Girl Under the Wintry Sky, and Making Her Too Happy. - Chapter 60: Because I Saw It.
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Because I Saw It.
“…Mmm…”
“Awake?”
“….”
Uhmm… Why is Miyu’s face so close to mine when I open my eyes? I mean, I’m… Ahh right. Miyu was giving me her lap pillow…
“What time is it?”
“Uh… It’s past 3:00 p.m.”
“I see… 3:00 p.m… Past 3:00 p.m.?”
“Yeah. 3:12 p.m. to be exact.”
If I remember correctly, I don’t know the exact time, but I think Miyu gave me a lap pillow before 12:00 or so…
“Why will you do so when we are having a good conversation flow…”
“…Should I get down on my knees again?”
“How can you do that with the way this conversation is going …….
“Because I have been on your knees for hours, you know?”
“Well, yeah.”
“That must have been hard for you, right?”
“It was not at all. When I was stroking your head, Kazuya-kun, while looking at your sleeping face, I didn’t care about the passage of time.”
“Isn’t that kind of embarrassing to me?”
Has it been like this before? Miyu is really driving me crazy today. Well, the reason for that is definitely because Miyu is spoiling me more than usual, but the way she spoils me is something like when she is dealing with a child…
“I didn’t mean to make you feel like that, but I, you know…. you are cute, so I just ended up…”
“That’s definitely the same kind of cute as thinking little kids are cute, right?”
“…..”
“Silence is an affirmation…”
“….Are you angry?”
“I’m not angry, but…”
What’s it really like anymore… How can you be so shy… This makes me look like the bad guy… With that thought in mind, I tried to get up, but Miyu held my head down and immediately put my head back on her lap.
“Uhmm… Miyu?”
“Just for a little while longer…”
“No, well, it’s okay if you aren’t having a hard time… What’s wrong?”
“Today I feel like spoiling you to the fullest, Kazuya-kun.”
“Why today…”
“Because I saw it.”
She saw it? What on earth did Miyu see that made her want to spoil me? My sleeping face? If it was my sleeping face, she would have seen it many times since we live together…
“I saw Kazuya-kun crying…”
“Oh…”
Come to think of it, I never cried in front of Miyu. Well, it had been a very long time since I cried… I’m sure I’ve made a rather ugly mess today, now that I think about it… After all this time, I’m suddenly feeling a little ashamed of myself, man.
“When I saw you crying, I felt like I had to be kind to you…”
“Hey, Miyu. That’s probably, or rather definitely, motherhood, don’t you think? How much do you want to treat me like a child?”
“…Did you dislike it?”
“It’s not that I didn’t like it… It’s more like it calms me down…”
“That means you’re a child, right, Kazuya-kun?”
“……”
“Silence is an affirmation, right?”
I had no idea that what I said would come back to me like thi… And I’m not a child. I just calm down when Miyu pats me on the head, hugs me, or puts me on her lap. It’s not that I feel Miyu’s motherly love that calms me down… Believe me?
“I’m hungry.”
“That was a very strong diversion…”
“…Shut up.”
“Fufu~. That’s what’s so childish about you, isn’t it?”
I feel like I’ll never be able to beat Miyu with my words. In this case, why don’t we just open the door? I’m a second year in high school right now. So if I’m a minor and underage, doesn’t that mean I’m a child…? Yeah, right, it’s too much to ask.
“But grandmother also said to come to the living room because she has food ready for you when you wake up, so let’s go, shall we?”
“…Yeah.”
I stood up this time and Miyu stood up after me.
“Ahh”
“Oii, watch out.”
Miyu’s legs had gone numb and she had lost her balance, so when I tried to support her, she ended up hugging me from the front.
“Are you okay?”
“…Yeah.”
“Aren’t you blushing?”
“!? …Kazuya’s an idiot.”
“Why?!”
“It’s okay to attack, but not to be attacked…”
“Attack? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Kazuya-kun, you don’t need to know.”
Saying that, Miyu turned away from me and went toward the living room. What was Miyu really saying? Well, I don’t know, and if she says I don’t need to know, then I’ll stop thinking about it. With that thought in mind, I followed Miyu to the living room.