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

180 - Little by Little, Little by Little

Mahiru did not contact Amane, and returned home at evening. Thus, Amane did not pick her up.

He did not mind that, but one had to say that Mahiru clearly looked strange.

"What did she teach you."

Chitose definitely taught Mahiru something, so Amane asked as he stared at her intently. Mahiru, sitting at the side of the sofa, turned her head gingerly like a rusted machine.

Bingo.

Amane did not intend to let her off, so he sat next to her, put his face close, and Mahiru tried to physically escape.

"Nothing."

"Obviously there's something. You would've told me if there is."

You would have done that at least, he whispered, but Mahiru did not look at him.

He wrapped his arms before her, with her back turned her him, and brought his lips to her ears.

"Mahiru."

He gently called her name, as though breathing into it, and she clearly shivered.

He deliberately did so, knowing she was sensitive to voices at her ears, and it was super effective. He continued to embrace Mahiru, seemingly wrapping her, and called for her again, and her body became loose and limber, melting away.

He looked down at her as she leaned on his chest, and her face became increasingly rd, her damp caramel-colored eyes staring at him unhappily.

"...It is sleazy of you."

"How so?"

"You know my ears are my weakness. It is despicable of you to do so."

"I don't think it's just your ears right?"

Amane knew that Mahiru was ticklish, but he did not do so, for her mood might be ruined further if he did.

He decided to attack with his voice this time, to coax out the answers from the dishonest Mahiru.

He smiled impishly, and she pursed her lips.

She leaned on him, and insistently turned her head aside, as though she was not going to say anything.

She would have

"Alright, if you're not saying, I'll pinch your mouth open."

"...P-pinch?"

Mahiru was flushed red for some reason, and the moment she met Amane in the eyes, she lowered her eyes bashfully.

Amane only intended for a little joke with Mahiru. Perhaps she took it as sexual harassment?

He felt it was not advisable to keep teasing her as she was pouting away, so he put his hand on her back. She then turned around completely.

Her eyes looked a little moist, and for a moment, Amane had an urge to groan. Instead, he decided to pat her head.

"Just joking. I won't force you."

"...Joking?"

"I'm not going to do stuff you hate. You don't have you say it if you want to, but don't take Chitose's words seriously."

Chitose definitely was prompting Mahiru to be proactive, but it would be horrible if they got too enthusiastic and Amane could not control himself. Mahiru should pace her herself.

His mental state and body aside, they would be together for a long, long time, and there was nothing to be anxious above...so he implied, but she frowned a little.