Vol 1 Chapter 8 – Inside the Black Limousine

A black limousine arrived at the front of the hospital.

Before I had time to be surprised, Tachibana-san and Sakurai-san guided me into the car and had me sit in the back seat.

The time it took to get from my hospital room to the limousine was a matter of seconds.

As I sat there, dumbfounded by the sheer speed of it all, Sakurai-san and Tachibana-san climbed in next to me.

Tachibana-san gave a short command to the driver: “Go.”

And while I was still trying to process everything, the car pulled away smoothly.

As soon as I was in the car, Sakurai-san squeezed my hand.

I was a little surprised by her bold action, but the soft, warm feeling was pleasant, so I didn’t think to pull away.

Whether it was skillful or something else, Sakurai-san was holding it in a position where Tachibana-san couldn’t see, so as long as I didn’t react strangely, it seemed we wouldn’t be found out.

Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve been this close to Sakurai-san.

Usually, whenever I get near her, her face turns bright red and she gets shy, so she ends up putting distance between us.

So why is she being so forward today?

As I was wondering this, I noticed Sakurai-san was muttering something under her breath.

“Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. Yuuma-sama won’t hate me. There’s no way he’d hate me because of a woman like that. A woman like that should just die. Right, die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die. Besides, that woman is just a loser who’s never even touched Yuuma-sama. If she even tried to touch him, I’d eliminate her myself. Still, ahh, Yuuma-sama’s hand is so warm… I’ll never wash this hand again… Ah! Wait, I just had an amazing idea! If I touch that place with the hand that held Yuuma-sama’s, it’s practically like having Yuuma-sama touch that place, isn’t it!… Aaaahhh, this is bad! I’m getting wet… C-c-c-c-calm down, me! I’m on the job right now! Getting off comes after work! I’m so glad to be alive! I endured, and endured, and endured that harsh training for male bodyguards. It was truly painful, but if it means I can touch Yuuma-sama and be near him, I could easily endure training a thousand times more grueling than that! That’s how happy I am…

Guheheh… eh heh heh…”

The light in Sakurai-san’s eyes vanished. Just as I thought her face had gone dead, she suddenly started laughing.

That is terrifyingly creepy.

And the stuff she was muttering was creepy, too.

As I was thinking that, my body trembling with fear, the car came to a rather sudden stop.

I lurched forward from the force of the brakes.

The jolt pulled my hand away from Sakurai-san’s.

“Ah!”

I heard a pained cry from Sakurai-san.

As I was casually thinking about that, letting the momentum carry me, Tachibana-san wrapped her arms around me to protect me from the impact.

I ended up diving into Tachibana-san’s chest, a soft sensation spreading across my head.

I tried to pull away in a hurry, but Tachibana-san wouldn’t let me go.

“Are you alright, Yuuma-sama! Are you injured anywhere? If you’d like, you can use my chest as a cushion for as long as you want.”

Tachibana-san asked me, her voice full of concern.

“Thanks, Tachibana-san. I’m not hurt anywhere, so don’t worry! So you can let go now, it’s okay.”

“Really? You mustn’t lie, you know? Or… is my chest not reassuring enough for you…?”

“No, that’s not what I meant…”

“Then, please let us stay like this just a little longer.”

Tachibana-san stubbornly refused to release me.

I was at a loss and looked over at Sakurai-san as if asking for help.

Sakurai-san was no longer wearing that dazed, lovestruck expression from before; now she was staring at Tachibana-san with envy.

Nope, this person’s a pervert.

I was an idiot for having any expectations!

I gave up and let Tachibana-san do as she pleased.

Then, she started to stroke my head.

I was surprised by the sudden action.

But Tachibana-san paid no mind to my surprise, gently combing her fingers through my hair.

Her hand was so warm, and it calmed my heart.

“You really are a boy, Yuuma-sama… Unlike a woman’s, your hair is spiky. But that’s what’s nice about it. It’s very cute.”

Tachibana-san said, tidying my hair.

“Yuuma-sama, does it bother you when I touch you?”

“Not at all, in fact, I’m kind of happy. It feels… calming, I think. But… when I think about a beautiful person like you touching me, Tachibana-san, my heart starts pounding…”

I said, blushing.

I was embarrassed to be treated like a child, but the feeling of reassurance was even stronger.

Is this what they call motherliness…?

“Wh-!? I-Is that so…? You’re happy even when someone like me touches you… Ugh… I’m so happy I could die… Maybe it’s okay if I die now… But before I die, I want to savor Yuuma-sama’s hair more… Oh, I know! Yuuma-sama! How about I set your hair for you every day from now on?”

Wait, is Tachibana-san starting to give off the same vibe as Sakurai-san…?

“Um, that’s really too much to ask! Besides, wouldn’t it be a hassle to do it every day?”

“No, for me, it’s a reward, so it’s no problem at all! Besides, my job is to be Yuuma-sama’s bodyguard! That includes supporting Yuuma-sama’s daily life! Therefore, please do not hesitate to rely on me. Taking care of you, Yuuma-sama, is my reason for living and my happiness now!”

Tachibana-san declared forcefully.

When she puts it like that, it’s hard to refuse…

Besides, to be honest, it would be a big help. I’m not a morning person…

I’ve been doing it myself until now, and it’s been a real pain.

“I understand. In that case, I guess I’ll take you up on that. I’ll be in your care, then.”

“Yes, leave it to me!”

When I agreed, Tachibana-san beamed with a huge smile.

Seeing that smile, my heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.

For a while after that, Tachibana-san fussed with my hair, and the whole time, I was savoring the feeling of her chest against my head.