Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Chapter 251: Sendai-san never disobeys — 251

Chapter 251: Sendai-san never disobeys — 251

Translated by KaiesV

Edited by KaiesV

Show me you’re doing it alone.

I think Sendai-san would have really done it if I kept ordering her to do it like that, but I really don’t want her to do it in front of me.

Generally speaking, I didn’t want to actually see her doing it.

The Sendai-san I wanted is the Sendai-san who resists when she doesn’t want to, or gets in trouble when she can’t, so I don’t know what to do when she honestly says she will do it alone.

?Miyagi.?

Sendai-san, holding a penguin, calls me in a small voice.

I have no more use for this room, since I have used the “right to order Sendai-san around” that I got at New Year’s. That’s why, I should go back to my room. If I stay here, I’m sure I’ll say something unnecessary and I’m sure I will. I know, but I can’t move.

On the bed, a stuffed penguin flaps its wings.

To be precise, Sendai-san is flapping the penguin’s hands, or rather, its wings.

?Are you sure you don’t want to??

When I replied?I don’t,?to the voice that descended from the bed, a penguin flew toward me and I hurriedly caught it.

?That’s dangerous.?

I complain while placing the penguin next to the platypus, but there is no reply. Instead, she quietly got off the bed and sat down next to me. Without a word of refusal, our hands lay on top of each other, and our faces come closer as a matter of course, and I press her shoulder.

?Sendai-san, I don’t want to.?

?It’s fine to at least kiss me.?

?It’s not fine. You’ll definitely do something weird.?

I peel off the hand that touches my neck and glares at Sendai-san.

?It’s your fault for giving strange orders, Miyagi.?

?Even if it was a strange order, I said you don’t have to do it anymore, so that was the end of it.?

?You say that like you’re asking me out, and that’s what you’re doing.?

?I didn’t ask you out. I just gave you orders.?

?Even if Miyagi thinks so, I don’t.?

Sendai-san’s fingertips touch my lips and slowly stroke them as if chasing after the voice that doesn’t hide her frustration I hear. I bristled hard against her fingertips as her fingers traced my lips to make sure I was using the new lip she had chosen.

?Ouch.?

?You did something weird and I made it hurt.?

I released her bitten finger and popped Sendai-san with the penguin.

?Really, Miyagi is terrible. You wear me kissmarks and give weird orders, but then you stop halfway and immediately throw me out. You should take some responsibility once in a while.?

?What responsibility??

?Let’s make a new promise.?

I hear Sendai-san’s voice in my ear.

The breath that blows on me tickles, and I squeeze my own hand.

I immediately understood what she was talking about.

So, my consciousness went to Christmas.

The day we went out together, had dinner, and got a penguin in a crane game. ——I kept the promise I made to Sendai-san.

A pleasant, fluffy memory of Sendai-san being very close to me. It wasn’t an event I wanted to forget, but I deliberately let it sink to the bottom of my memory because it was something I shouldn’t actively recall.

Not good.

It’s not good to make promises like that over and over again.

?…I don’t want to.?

When I gave a small answer, questions came flying in as if they had been prepared from the beginning.

?Then tell me, you don’t have to promise. Did you dream a lot about me in that bed you made with me, Miyagi? Don’t you ever do it alone or feel like doing it??

?That’s strange. I have the right to give orders, not you, Sendai-san.?

?I thought we were done with that order time??

?Even if it’s over, Sendai-san doesn’t have the right to ask questions.?

?So you’re not telling me you’re doing it??

Sendai-san says things she would not normally say.

I didn’t want to see her with these cracks in her reasoning.

?I haven’t, and I don’t want to. Because I’m not like you, Sendai-san. I’m going back to my room now, so get away from me.?

I decide to get out of this place before her reason shatters. But before I can get up, she grabs my arm.

?Do the same thing I did. When you get back to your room, do it yourself and let me know how it went tomorrow morning.?

?You pervert, Sendai-san.?

?It’s fine. You can tell me.?

?Then tell me, Sendai-san. When I’m gone from here, will you do it here alone??

?…That, do you really want to know??

Something I don’t understand.

I shake off Sendai-san’s hand, knowing from the earnestness of her voice that I’m about to step on something I shouldn’t step on.

?You need to step away a little more. This is not what I wanted to talk about.?

?So, what do you want to talk about??

Her voice is not gentle, but it’s not angry either.

It was flat, matter-of-fact, and a little heartbreaking.

?…Sendai-san, sit over there.?

I point across the table.

?Why? If you have something to say, you can say it here.?

Apparently she has no intention of moving. If so, all I had to do was move over,and I would tell her that? I would sit over there,?then go and sit across from her with a tissue-growing platypus. I then placed three cat chopstick rests, which I had placed on the edge of the table, facing Sendai-san.

?Which one is your favorite? Answer me seriously.?

White cat, brown stripe, and hachiware.

Three cats stare at Sendai-san.

?What about you, Miyagi??

Sendai-san was holding a penguin on the floor and asked me a question just as I thought she would, to which I replied,?the black cat,?which we don’t have here.

?Isn’t that unfair? If that’s allowed, it’s a tortoiseshell cat.?

?You really like Mike-chan.?

?Do you hate Mike-chan, Miyagi??

?Usually.?

I neither like nor dislike tortoiseshell cats.

They are just remembered as Sendai-san’s favorite cats.

?So, Miyagi. What kind of game is this??

?It’s not a game. Question. …You didn’t like the order I just gave you??

?I don’t mind being ordered around by you, Miyagi.?

?Even with those orders??

?Any orders you want.?

Sendai-san is strange.

Something is wrong with Sendai-san.

But I have seen her like that for a long time, and my life with her is something I cannot let go of. And I would like to know Sendai-san who is not shown by such Sendai-san.

The Sendai-san I see in my eyes alone doesn’t make her the real her. I want to fill in the missing pieces and increase my own personal Sendai-san. Even if Sendai-san went even crazier, even if she did something wrong, I would still want Sendai-san to not try to show it.

I squeeze the little hand of the platypus.

?Sendai-san.?

?What is it??

?The zoo, the shoebill was so cute. It was cold, but I’m glad I went.?

?What’s wrong all of a sudden??

?I promised before that I would tell you about the fun I had. Also, I think I’ve kept my promise to talk nonsense. So, Sendai-san, if you really don’t like it, just say you don’t like it.?

I tell her what I have to say all at once and let go of the platypus’ hand.

?Does that mean I should tell you if there is an order I absolutely don’t want to do??

?I won’t just give you orders, tell me you don’t like it when you’re with me. Also, tell me what you really like. And don’t just say you like it.?

?What’s that? What’s the purpose??

Saying in a probing voice, Sendai-san places the hachiware on the chopstick rest of the brown stripes.

?I just want to know about you, Sendai-san.?

?Why do you suddenly want to know about me??

A white cat is placed on top of a hachiware, and the resulting chopstick tower is quickly collapsed. Then another cat was stacked, collapsed, and rearranged on the table, and Sendai-san looked at me in silence as if urging me on.

?…Because I’m interested on you.?

When I blurted out the answer, I heard a surprised voice say,?Eh!??

.

?——Miyagi, are you having a fever??

?I have no fever. Shouldn’t I be interested in you, Sendai-san? We live together, and it’s normal to ask what we like and what we don’t like. So, if I ask you, you should answer me properly.?

No reply.

The room is quiet, and I think I can hear the sound of the air flowing. Sendai-san stares at the cats on the chopstick rest without opening her mouth.

I pulled two pieces of tissue from the platypus, balled them up, and threw them toward the other side. The small white ball hit Sendai-san on the head and fell to the floor.

?…I’ll make sure you’re satisfied as much as possible, Miyagi.?

Sendai-san says in a muffled, indistinct voice, perhaps turned on by the tissue.

?Isn’t that answer strange??

?Because there is really nothing I don’t like about being with you, Miyagi. And it’s also true that I like the same things as you, Miyagi.?

?Then make what you don’t like and what you do like.?

?Even if I was told to make one… Ah, if I don’t like it, there was one thing I didn’t like.?

?What??

?I don’t want Miyagi to tell me to stay away.?

?Why??

?Because it’s more fun to be near you.?

?Sendai-san, you lie so easily.?

?I’m not lying. Can I come closer??

When I didn’t respond to her soft voice, Sendai-san approached me on her own accord. Then she sat down next to me and kissed my earrings.