After her first kiss was taken, Yukino was genuinely stunned for a moment.
I guessed he wanted more.
But I didn't guess he would dare to want it so much!
The brief confusion passed, and Yukino was certain her mind had regained clarity.
But her body really had no strength left.
Admit it, she had feelings.
That sentence echoed again in her mind.
If she had no feelings, how could he have succeeded?
How could she now have no strength even to push him away?
Her previously tense body gradually softened from that first kiss.
Her hands had actually already fallen onto Makoto's chest.
If she used all her strength, she could push him away.
But she felt she couldn't do it.
Why couldn't she?
Maybe she couldn't find the answer for now.
Or perhaps, she didn't dare to look for that answer.
"Mm…"
An unconscious sound escaped her mouth.
Her moist eyes were already closed, not daring to open.
That perfectly flawless and beautiful face now floated with two rosy clouds, fully showing the embarrassment and anger of this perfect girl.
She could feel Makoto's warm hand around her waist.
What kept her from being too nervous was that he only held her waist—no other movements.
Otherwise, she would definitely have pushed him away forcefully.
After a moment, their lips parted.
They sat together on the same sofa.
Yukino seemed to struggle to open her eyes, and the first thing she saw was still Makoto's face.
Their eyes met, and she panted heavily; at such close distance, even if she wanted to avoid his eyes, she simply couldn't.
She gave up hiding her embarrassed anger, biting her lip: "You went too far."
Obviously, when Makoto had just "changed his face," she had expected him to tease her legs again.
That's why she said he went too far.
But Makoto said: "I thought you would push me away."
Yukino was momentarily speechless.
Yeah, she should have pushed him away.
Still biting her lip, her beautiful eyes glanced downward: "Let go."
She meant the hand Makoto had placed on her waist.
Last time he dared touch her legs, now he dared touch her waist—what would come next?
Of course, Makoto was not going to obey her.
Their eyes met again.
Yukino, who had never been in a relationship before, instantly understood the look in Makoto's eyes.
He still wanted to kiss me!
Then, Yukino's guess came true.
"Mm…"
She could only make a muffled sound.
It sounded like struggling, yet also like resignation.
And this time, she still didn't push Makoto away.
At this moment, the usual cool and distant aura she carried was completely gone.
The poised and composed perfect girl?
No.
Now, she was just an ordinary girl who could feel flustered and embarrassed.
Most importantly, the moment before Yukino closed her eyes this time, her gaze was somewhat dazed.
The only sign of her restraint, or rather pride, was that her hand was still pressed against Makoto's chest.
It seemed this powerless resistance was the only thing preventing her from being further "bullied."
Yes, Yukino felt he was bullying her.
Last time, too.
This time, too.
All those times he teased her normally were like this.
How should she best describe him?
Yukino couldn't find the answer for now.
But after the second kiss, she clearly realized she really didn't resist.
She even wanted to cooperate, but because of complete inexperience, she didn't know how.
After all, she had long since moved past the phase of being obsessed with romantic works.
In her impression, dating should start with holding hands and going on dates.
The first kiss should be the big event.
But that jerk Makoto skipped right to the climax!
After an unknown amount of time, Makoto finally let go of Yukino.
Yukino didn't wait for him to speak; she sat up straight first, raised her hand to fix her messy bangs, and pursed her lips saying, "You went too far."
The exact same words as before.
They showed how flustered she was to the point of not knowing what else to say.
Makoto sincerely said, "Cute."
As expected, this remark drew an angry glare from Yukino.
Makoto thought she became even cuter.
She obviously had a lot to say, was terribly shy, yet still forced herself to stay calm and weakly protest.
Cute, indeed.
Yukino also knew her words had no deterrent power. She turned her face and said in a tone even she wasn't sure about, "You should go cook."
As soon as she finished speaking, a phone rang.
It was Yukino's phone.
Makoto said, "You should answer it first."
Yukino blushed silently, picked up the phone, and her expression immediately changed.
Makoto curiously glanced: "Aunt Yukinoshita?"
"Mm."
Yukino took deep breaths repeatedly to calm herself.
Before answering the call, she even gave Makoto a particularly cute glare: "You're not allowed to talk."
Makoto nodded cooperatively.
Yukino pressed the answer button with complicated feelings, and the first thing she heard was her mother's strange tone: "Did you meet Haruno today?"
"No, but I contacted my sister once."
When Yukino said this, she recalled how she had been upset about someone going on a "date" with the beautiful girl, went out to confront him, and ended up losing her first kiss.
Guilty.
Really guilty.
Mrs. Yukinoshita naturally didn't know these details, and her tone became even stranger than before:
"Haruno told me that today you not only went on a date with Makoto, but also followed him home?"
Yukino: "…"
She couldn't help but glance at Makoto beside her.
The two were very close, and Makoto could hear Mrs. Yukinoshita's voice.
So he silently mouthed, "Need me to help?"
Is that supposed to be helpful?
Yukino quickly looked away.
She calmly said, "We didn't date."
Mrs. Yukinoshita: "So, you two did meet?"
Yukino gave her own reason: "Yes, because our club has been preparing to shoot a short film. Now that the pre-production work is sufficient, I was going to discuss the details with Fushimi."
After answering calmly, she caught out of the corner of her eye Makoto nodding seriously and mumbling softly:
"Details, so detailed, 37-degree Yukino is not only cute but also calm and very attentive to details."
What does "37-degree me" mean?
Yukino didn't quite understand for now.
"Are you really going to shoot a short film?" Mrs. Yukinoshita sounded surprised.
"Yes. Fushimi even made a schedule. I've learned a lot recently."
"As high school students, if you really can shoot a quality short film, that's impressive," Mrs. Yukinoshita shared her opinion.
Yukino was stunned.
Did her mother mean she was looking forward to my performance?
Or did she not believe I could do it?
After all, I've never learned anything about this before.
Just as Yukino hesitated, Makoto's voice came to her ear: "Aunt Yukinoshita, rest assured, she can do it."
Yukino looked at Makoto in shock.
He said nothing else, just repeated firmly into her phone again: "She can do it."
Yukino's fingers gripping the phone tensed slightly.
This time, she regained the confidence she had at school and softly said, "Just as Fushimi said, I'm confident I can do it."
___
Read 20 Advanced Chapters on p@ tr eon (.) com/HalflingFics
Also, please point out my mistakes in the comment, thank you!
Don't forget to leave a review too~ Actually, please leave one.
Check out the other translations too
___