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(The special is mostly sweet moments!)
In the early morning, Arisu blinked groggily awake.
"Mm, it's all Seisuke's fault. He kept me up so late last night."
Arisu rubbed her slightly dry eyes.
"Even though I spent ages hanging out with him at the club yesterday, we talked on the phone for ages last night, too."
As if remembering what day it was, Arisu sat up and picked up the phone from the table.
(Seisuke)
"Click~"
The door opened, and I stepped inside.
Arisu was chatting on her phone, her hair hanging loose over her shoulders.
I picked up the comb beside the table, wrapped my arms around her from behind, and rested my chin on her slender shoulder.
I said softly,
"Arisu, let me brush your hair."
"Okay~"
As I gently ran my fingers through her hair, an indescribable feeling welled up inside me.
This wasn't so bad, either.
Once I'd finished brushing her hair, I kissed the back of her neck. She turned around and shot me a flirtatious glare.
"Go make breakfast in the kitchen. I'm going to get changed."
"Allow me to help you dress."
Arisu blushed, then kicked me in the shin.
"Get lost~!"
After that, I went to the kitchen to make breakfast. It was a long, involved process, and I was far too busy to sneak a peek at which pure-white panties Arisu had changed into.
Carrying over the noodles I'd just cooked, I sat across from Arisu.
"Mm, your cooking is as perfect as ever, Seisuke."
"Take it slow. Careful, it's hot."
I took a sip of warm milk as her little feet swung back and forth.
Perhaps feeling playful, she set a white-stockinged foot on my leg and began to rub it gently.
When she saw that I wasn't reacting, her foot crept farther up my leg, even as she kept eating her noodles in small, expressionless bites.
She was utterly shameless.
Her little foot gently rubbed my thigh, and I could still feel it slowly inching farther up.
I raised an eyebrow and decided to fight back.
I held her knee in place with one hand and caught her mischievous foot with the other, gently stroking it.
She gave a noticeable twitch, but with me holding her in place, there was nothing she could do. She had to let me have my way.
I stroked her calf. The smooth, silky stockings accentuated its delicate shape, and I couldn't help feeling my thoughts wander.
Arisu pressed her lips together, her hand trembling slightly as she held her chopsticks. Her other hand, which had tried to push mine away, seemed to have no strength in it at all; instead, it gently stroked my hand.
I clasped her hand in mine, while my other hand began to slide up her leg.
"Mm! Y-you jerk!"
Arisu's pretty face turned bright red. When my hand reached her thigh, I stopped and gave it a squeeze.
"Are you going to be naughty again?"
"Hmph!"
Not giving in, huh?
My hand slipped beneath her skirt. She quickly squeezed her legs together, her watery eyes tinged with shyness.
"I-I won't do it again~"
"Meanie, meanie, meanie! You're always picking on me!"
"Then I'll stop picking on you and go pick on some other girl instead."
"You wouldn't dare! I'm not talking to you!"
Arisu angrily tossed down her chopsticks, folded her arms across her chest, and turned her head away.
"But you're the one who said you didn't want me to pick on you."
"You...!"
"You're such a jerk... You're still picking on me."
She puffed out her cheeks, looking a little aggrieved.
I pulled Arisu into my arms and smoothed her slightly messy bangs.
"What am I supposed to do if I really want to tease my Arisu?"
I leaned close to her ear and blew gently against it.
She turned to the side and pressed her red lips together, as if weighing how to answer.
"Eek! D-don't kiss my earlobe~"
I didn't let go.
"...I... I never said you couldn't tease me."
"What did you just say, Arisu? You were so quiet I couldn't quite hear you."
Arisu opened her eyes cautiously, only to meet my amused gaze.
She hurriedly squeezed her eyes shut again, shyly pounding my chest.
"Sounds like you said you wouldn't mind being teased."
Her small body collapsed against mine, and her arms gently circled my neck.
"Mm..."
She rested her head against my chin, and I felt her hair brush my neck.
Then she gently bit down on my Adam's apple. The gentle White Brocade Snake flicked her tongue, as if trying to tell me something.
After a moment, Arisu lifted her head, looking like a child hoping for praise.
I gently stroked her head.
"Not enough..."
Arisu pouted, seemingly still unsatisfied.
She licked her lips, but her eyes kept darting away from mine.
"Do you want... a kiss?"
I lifted her chin, rubbing it lightly with my index finger.
She bit my finger, looking both reproachful and embarrassed, then nodded.
"I-I want a kiss from you, Seisuke... Mm!"
I cupped her face and kissed her.
Her nimble little tongue tentatively reached out, but as soon as it touched my lips, it fled as if frightened.
Then, as if she'd gathered her courage, it reached out again.
Our tongues intertwined clumsily, and I responded tenderly.
People always closed their eyes when they kissed, probably because they were shy.
But I couldn't bring myself to close mine. I wanted to etch this moment into my memory.
The person I loved was expressing her love for me on a day devoted to sharing that love.
I wanted to treasure this moment, no matter what.