Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week-Chapter 290: Miyagi is next to me today —

Translated by KaiesV

Edited by KaiesV

「Delicious.」

I drop the almost invisible soft tofu into my stomach and tell Miyagi what I think of it.

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「Sendai-san, you lie too much.」

A disgruntled voice replied, and I took another bite of the mapo tofu.

It was delicious and not too spicy.

Not that I don’t like spicy food, but the sweet mapo tofu made by Miyagi is definitely delicious. To me, it has value just because it was made by Miyagi, but without that, I am not lying.

「I’ll only tell you the truth. Isn’t it delicious, Miyagi?」

「It’s delicious, but…」

Miyagi, looking unsure of herself, brings a spoon of mapo tofu to her mouth.

「Miyagi, you’re getting better at cooking.」

「This, this is just mapo tofu in mapo tofu sauce!」

I hear a low voice that expresses that she was dissatisfied.

For some reason, the more I praised her, the worse her mood became.

She is always unreasonable.

Still, I am happy that she made dinner and waited for me, and I tell her frankly how I feel.

「No matter what you use, if the end product tastes good, you’ve gotten good at it.」

「…You can make it more delicious, Sendai-san.」

「I don’t think it’s going to change much.」

「It’ll be different.」

「If it changes, I think it’s only because I’ve been cooking longer than you, Miyagi.」

「I don’t think so.」

「That’s just the way it is.」

I deny Miyagi, who wants to deny everything I say, and reduce the amount of mapo tofu she has made. Across to me, Miyagi is also chomping down on her mapo tofu.

I am sure the person who made it also feels it is delicious.

I haven’t made mapo tofu since I came to this house, but I think I may make it from now on.

「Do you prefer silken tofu, Miyagi?」

The tofu in the mapo tofu is silken tofu because of its softness and smoothness, not cotton (momo) tofu, which is hard to lose its shape.

「I just used it because it was in the fridge.」

「I see. Next time you make mapo tofu with Bean Paste, which tofu do you prefer, cotton or silken?」

「I’m fine with this. How about you, Sendai-san?」

「The silken one.」

I think I can make a better looking mapo tofu with cotton tofu, but if I am going to make mapk tofu, I want to make what Miyagi wants to eat. And what Miyagi wants to eat is also what I want to eat.

Sweet taste.

Silken.

I remember Miyagi likes Mapo Tofu.

「Sendai-san.」

Miyagi calls out to me as I am slowly savoring my meal of mapo tofu.

「What?」

「Do you have a meal, something you’d like to eat?」

After saying this, Miyagi eats the mapo tofu with a snap.

「Mhm, let’s see. What do you want to eat, Miyagi? Hamburgers?」

I have recently refrained from making hamburgers because of Miyagi, who says she’d gained weight, but I’ll make as many as she want if she wants to eat them. I could make it before she requests it, but I’m concerned about Miyagi’s weight.

I don’t care either way if she is fat or skinny as long as she is healthy. But I don’t want Miyagi to go for a walk without me again in order to lose the weight he has gained.

Miyagi didn’t admit that it was a diet, but I think her weight should be controlled by me, because an early morning walk is no different from that kind of thing.

「I’ll tell you when I want a hamburger.」

Miyagi says in a whispered voice.

「Anything else you want to eat?」

「As long as it’s not something I don’t like, that’s all that matters.」

「What’s the one thing you don’t like, broccoli?」

「Maybe some shungiku or peppers. There are others.」

「…Isn’t that a lot?」

「It’s not a lot.」

Miyagi assures me and eats a big mouthful of mapo tofu.

I also take a mouthful of mapo tofu.

As we ate dinner while chatting about trivial matters, our plates quickly emptied, and before I could clear the dishes, I asked Miyagi,「What are you going to do now?」

「What about you, Sendai-san?」

「Would you like to watch a movie with me, Miyagi?」

「…I’ll never watch anything scary.」

From across to me comes a voice that, no matter how you listen to it, can only be described as grumpy.

——I guess that was bad.

I don’t have to ask why Miyagi doesn’t seem to like it.

Not so much as payback for leaving me to go for a walk, but after that, I showed Miyagi a trailer for a horror movie without warning. Perhaps she still holds a grudge against me for that.

「You don’t have to be so cautious, I won’t show them anymore.」

The warning was not a frightening one.

The music was about as good as it gets, so I showed it to Miyagi with a bit of an ulterior motive, and she was more scared than I could have imagined.

I feel bad.

I just thought that if I scared her just a little bit, she would be more receptive to my suggestion that we sleep together today. I thought that since it was Golden Week, it would be nice to have such an event, but Miyagi apparently doesn’t think about such things.

She took Pen-chan that belonged to both of us and went back to her room.

「Then tell me what you’re going to watch first.」

Miyagi, who doesn’t hide her bad mood, glares at me.

「You’ll choose what you wanted to watch, Miyagi. That way, it won’t be a scary one. So, which room do you want to watch it in, my room or your room, Miyagi?」

「I haven’t said I’ll watch it yet. Don’t decide on your own.」

Miyagi gets up and begins to put away the dishes. I follow her in carrying the dishes. Then I ask Miyagi, who has a sponge,「Aren’t you going to watch it?」 𝚋ｅｄｎ𝚘𝚟ｅｌ.ｃｏ𝚖

「…I’m not busy, so I’ll watch it in your room, Sendai-san.」

A small voice responds and I take the sponge from Miyagi.

「Well, I’m going to wash them quickly then.」

It is faster for me to wash the dishes than for her.

I finish the dishes quickly as I declared, prepare two glasses and pour cider and barley tea. Miyagi takes a glass filled with clear liquid and I take the remaining glass to my room.

We both place the glasses side by side on the table, and Miyagi sits down with her back to the bed. I also bring my tablet and sit down next to Miyagi.

Handing the tablet to Miyagi, she selected a Japanese movie from a few years ago and pressed the play button. An actor whose face she hadn’t seen recently appeared on the screen, and the movie based on a manga began.

I think it’s like last year.

We spent Golden Week together watching movies that time too.

But this year is different from last year.

As a matter of course, Miyagi is coming to my room, and as a matter of course, we have been watching movies since the beginning of Golden Week. That is a very good thing and I hope it will continue for a long time, but I also think it is not enough.

I hold Miyagi’s hand.

She doesn’t want to or run away.

When I bump her shoulder, she pushes me in a troublesome manner, but that’s all. When I put my shoulder and arm flat against Miyagi’s, as expected, complaints fly.

「Sendai-san, you’re close.」

「It’s alright.」

「It’s not alright.」

Despite saying so, Miyagi would not let go of my hand.

I wish she would give me a kiss at least at times like this, but Miyagi never does that. I know that it is not a good idea to try to get them to do so.

Even if I do what I consider “something that would make Miyagi want to kiss me,” she will not beg me for a kiss. On the contrary, she would even refuse to be kissed by me.

I think that is Miyagi, and I am fine with that kind of Miyagi, but I want to kiss her, and I don’t want her to refuse to kiss me.

「Miyagi.」

I called out to her, but she didn’t answer.

I lean on Miyagi with strength in my attached shoulders and arms.

The smell of shampoo, the same as mine, tickles my nose.

I wanted Miyagi to feel me using the same thing, but perhaps there are far more moments when I feel Miyagi than she feels me.

I am Miyagi’s and Miyagi is not mine, and I have no complaints about that, but I do wish the portion of Miyagi that I occupy was larger.

「…Shall we kiss?」

Miyagi won’t say「let’s do it」anyway, so I put my lips to her cheek without waiting for a reply. But before I can feel her heat, she pushes my body as hard as she can and our lips, which have just been attached, are separated.

「You don’t have to do anything weird, just watch the movie.」

「Miyagi should watch the movie.」

「If Sendai-san does something weird, I can’t watch it.」

「If you could at least kiss me here, you could watch it.」

I caress her cheek and kiss her again.

「I can’t watch.」

「Then, why don’t we do it later? Watching the movies.」

I pull on Miyagi’s clothes and make her turn toward me.

I cover her complaining lips and slip my tongue in. But before I can get our tongues entwined, Miyagi shoves my shoulder.

「I’ll watch it now, not later.」

She makes a gruff sound and turns the tablet toward herself so that I can’t see it.

「If you kiss me, Miyagi, I’ll watch the rest of the movie.」

Boring measures are useless in Miyagi.

But I know that exchange terms are quite useful.

And I also know that Miyagi needs a reason.

I put the tablet on the bed and pull her arm. I pull her arm hard and as hard as I can toward me. And then I just stick my back to the floor.

「What is this?」

Miyagi, who is now covering me, wrinkles her brow.

「Would you have preferred me to push you down?」

「That’s not how it works. If all you want to do is kiss, you don’t have to do it like this.」

「Will you do it for me, a kiss?」

「That’s not what I said.」

「Don’t you have to watch the rest of the movie?」

I asked gently, and Miyagi’s fingertips touched my lips.