After enjoying myself in the onsen, I would have liked to come back to my room and relax…… but I’m currently quite troubled.
The reason for this was because of one of the games we played at the Founding Festival. When I played target shooting with Shiro-san, even though she intentionally lost to me, I won our match and won the right to have Shiro-san listen to one of my requests.
Then, in the conversation that followed, we talked about me deciding what I would have her do today, and that deadline was approaching. No, of course, if I asked her to wait, she would probably extend the deadline, but for the time being, I was wondering if there was anything I could have her do.
[Kaito-san, what do you think? You can compliment me, you know? Compliments make me happy.]
[The yukata suits you. No, Shiro-san really looks good in anything, but the yukata gives you a different charm.]I expressed my sincere admiration to Shiro-san, who had changed into a yukata before I knew it. The yukata provided by the ryokan and the thing she’s wearing over it…… they call it jinbaori, I think? It suits her very well and she looks lovely in it.
She really looks good in anything, or rather, her specs are so high that no matter what she wears, whether it’s Western or Japanese clothes, there’s no other way to describe her than saying she’s truly beautiful and cute.
In fact, Shiro-san in a yukata is so enchanting that it’s easy to be captivated, and the thought of staying in the same room with her makes me ticklish, with a sense of joy that is combined with embarrassment coming over me.
Even so, hmmm. Something I want Shiro-san to do huh…… When I’m actually faced with such a question, I find it quite difficult to answer. It’s just, seeing her in a yukata at the moment makes me think of lap pillows.
I thought that in a Japanese-style room, after a bath, receiving a lap pillow would feel incredibly comfortable.
And although it’s a matter of course, Shiro-san read my thoughts, and after moving her gaze, looking interested……
[Now then, Kaito-san. What shall we do now? Speaking of which, you haven’t mentioned your request regarding the prize for winning in the target shooting, have you? Of course, it isn’t like I’m hurrying you, but have you thought of something?][……………………]
I’m being repetitive, but Shiro-san was reading my mind. Now sitting in a posture that seems perfect for a lap pillow on the zabuton that was in the room, she asked her this while lightly tapping her thighs.
Even though she already knew what I wanted to ask, it seems like she’s waiting for me to actually ask her about it.
[Errr, I’d like it if Shiro-san…… I was wondering if Shiro-san would give me a lap pillow, but would that be alright?]
[Yes, of course, the winner was Kaito-san, so if that’s what Kaito-san wants, there’s no reason for me to refuse.]
While letting out a light sigh in response to the words Shiro-san cheerfully declared, I laid down my head on the lap of the completely ready Shiro-san.
As expected, not only is there that comfortable sensation, there’s also a pleasant scent from having just taken a bath…… How should I say this…… It was more comfortable than I imagined.
[……Shiro-san, you sure look happy huh.]
[Yes. The way I see it, I would have liked Kaito-san to rely on me more. After all, Kaito-san doesn’t often express your desires directly.]
[Well, if I carelessly make a request to Shiro-san, it seems like anything would be granted, but well, it’s also granted even when I don’t request it…… but I suppose you’re right.]
I certainly may have been a bit reserved from doing that. Shiro-san wouldn’t reject my wishes and her power is at a level where it can be said that she’s omnipotent, so the fact that anything seems possible with her might have instead been the factor that puts the brakes in my mind.
In fact, if I really did ask her something, she would make it come true, so there’s no doubt that I, as the one asking her that wish, need to exercise self-restraint. However, there’s no need to apply that to romantic requests.
Even I have the desire to make out with my lover, Shiro-san…… so perhaps, it might be good to be a little more proactive about this in the future.
[……Shiro-san.]
[What is it?]
[I may have just laid down on your lap here, but I felt like kissing, so would you mind if I get up for a moment?]
[Fufu, yes. My lap wouldn’t be getting anywhere…… I also was in the mood for kisses with Kaito-san, so your timing is just right.]
While Shiro-san gazes at me, as if to surrender myself to the feelings of love welling up from the depths of my chest, I raised my head a bit as soon as I heard Shiro-san’s reply and lightly kissed her on the lips.
Looking at Shiro-san, whose beautiful golden eyes gazing at me happily narrowed, as the two of us, all on our own, found ourselves in a pleasant and cozy mood…… Not content with just one or two kisses, I faced Shiro-san, who seemed to be waiting for me, and brought my face close to hers once again.
<Afterword>
Makina : [Fufufuuuun, fufufufuuuuun~~]
? ? ? : [What are you making?]
Makina : [Honeycomb toffee! I love how rustic it is! You want some, Alice?]
? ? ? : [……Sugar pastry huh. Where did you get the sugar from?]
Makina : [You got some over there, you know?]
? ? ? : [……I see…… I’ll pass.]
