The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten (WN) (Volume 5+)

124 - Progress

It was a month since they started dating.

Amane had not taken the initiative to kiss Mahiru, and did not know how to interact with her.

They held hands and embraced, but he did not take the next step.

Just days ago, Amane embraced her while half naked, but he did not do anything. Itsuki would have laughed at Amane if he heard of this.

...Can we really progress like this?

He laid on the bed, covering his eyes with his arm.

It was daytime on his day off, and he was lazing around on the sofa as Mahiru would be here in the evening. Amane was prone to laziness whenever Mahiru was not around, and after he had brunch, he just lazed around on the bed.

Mahiru was usually here in the day. She was expected to be here in the evening on this day, probably because she realized the implication of the 'you may touch' she said days ago.

The day after she said that, she was strangely tense, fidgeting all over. It was most probably because of this.

...If I had been a little more assertive though.

If Amane could muster a little more courage, they could have kissed, even if they did not go all the way to intercourse.

As a high school boy, Amane naturally had his own desires, and often had thoughts of kissing the person he liked.

But he never said his desire, and never took action.

He wanted to touch her body if possible, even if they could not go all the way, he wanted to kiss her all he wanted.

He was worried that she would be unwilling, and dared not do so. Bad things would happen if he did not control himself, so he never took this step.

Well, Mahiru said I can touch.

Amane dared not be careless about where he could touch, and how much he could.

Even he found himself useless, and truth be told, he still found himself cowardly, yet he could do nothing about it.

If I were a little bolder, can we do lover-like things?

Amane wondered, sighed, and closed his eyes as he shielded them from the light with his arm.

"...Amane-kun, you will catch a cold if you leave your belly exposed."

A silver bell-like voice pulled Amane's consciousness back.

"Little by little, Amane opened his heavy eyelids, and found a flax-colored curtain in his blurry vision.

Its owner was Mahiru, who should not be here, kneeling on one knee, leaning her face towards him.

...Mahiru.

He recognized his dearest girl in his blurred consciousness, and slowly reached his arms out towards her.

It was not a major deal towards him, and he just wanted to experience her warmth.

He pulled Mahiru towards himself without holding back, probably because he was groggy.

"Kyaa" of course, Mahiru made a cute sound when she was suddenly pulled over, and fell onto him.

Once he felt her soft yet suitably heavy body, he turned around, and rolled with her on the bed.

"...E-erm, Amane-kun...?"

Amane sensed the troubled presence and voice in his clutches, and yawned as he brought his face close to her, experiencing her warmth.