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

146 - When Making Out

Once Amane's parents left for work, Amane and Mahiru sat next to each other, on his bed.

Perhaps it was the environment, for Mahiru seemed rather unnatural despite the distance between them being the same as usual. Obviously she was concerned about Amane, for her eyes wavered towards him from time to time, and her face would blush once their eyes met. Amane's heart too felt ticklish as a result.

"E-erm, making out is..."

It seemed Mahiru was concerned about those words, for she fidgeted as she asked him.

"Hm? Ah, I just said something to shut my parents up. If I denied it, they'll keep teasing me."

"So, erm, you did not intend to...?"

"Actually, I really want to make out."

"...Eh, yes."

Mahiru shriveled, looking bashful. Amane felt that she was really being concerned about him, and showed a wry smile.

"If you don't want, I don't mind."

"I-I do want this, of course. If it is with you, Amane-kun...I do-do want some, make, out."

"I see."

"B-but...how do we go about, doing this?"

What followed Mahiru's question thereafter was silence.

"...Like kissing."

"Kissing?"

"....And kissing."

"Isn't that just kissing?"

"N-no, to be specific, like hugging, holding hands...even though we are already doing so."

After all, they were on such good terms that they were unwittingly making out. At this point, the conscious act of making out had them wondering what they should do.

Skinship and kissing should be considered part of making out, but they wondered if that should be allowed.

One had to say that they already started doing so naturally, so they had no idea how to take the next step.

"If we want to make out more, what shall we do next?"

"...Anyway, shall we stick together?"

It was not a new idea, but this gesture had Amane relieved yet agitated. Once she heard this suggestion, "...Nn." She muttered in affirmation.

She obviously looked hesitant, yet she leaned towards him, and he reached out to receive her..latching his arms onto her knees and back as he carried her.

"Kyaa." she made a cute shriek, and he was delighted. He put her between his legs, on the bed.

"I think this is better."

"...Y-yes."

"Can't we?"

"N-not at all. Erm...well, it feels like I am being wrapped by you, Amane-kun...?"

"Shall I wrap you up as you wish?"

He reached his hands towards Mahiru, embracing her firmly, seemingly wrapping her up after she said such adorable words. Mahiru's face was flushed red immediately, her eyes damp as she turned away.

It was hypocritical of Amane to comment so, but Mahiru really was shy, always blushing at the smallest of matters, which made her adorable. They dated for about two months or so, but she was still not used to skinship. Her innocence was understandable.

Amane too was a lightweight however, and though his face did not show it, his heart palpitated.

If Mahiru had her ear at his chest at this point, she would know immediately that his heart was pounding wildly.