This bathhouse was established a long time ago.
Even so the facilities were clean after being remodeled last year.
By the time grandpa rinses his back and immerges in the bath, I get out.
The lobby had benches and massage chairs you could use for a fee.
A large screen T.V. was installed on the wall. I took a break while watching it.
Mikotoâs mom, my mom, my grandma, and my grandpa went home ahead of us.
ãDonât be late for dinner!ã
I received such a warning from Mikotoâs mom.
Mikoto was staying in the bath for a long time.
I also didnât take a short time either.
But even so, Mikoto was late.
After 20 minutes Mikoto came out and watched T.V. with a milk bottle in her hand.
Her hair was still wet and she had a bath towel around her neck.
She changed into a black long sleeved T-shirt and switched from wearing jeans to a jersey.
ãReady to go?ã
Raising my hips from the chair, I go towards the bike racks.
And then at the bike racks I was at a loss for words.
ãâ¦What happened?ã
Mikoto, who followed me, asked.
I silently point at my own bike.
ãIt got done inã1
ãWhat is this? The tire is goneã
ãThe seat is gone tooâ¦ã
It was theft.
The lock ran through the back wheel.
So they just simply stole the front wheel and seat.
ãShould I call my mom?â¦ã
Mikotoâs small hand grabbed mine that was about to take out my cell phone.
I could feel the warmth of the hot bath still coming off of her.
ãItâs fine if we just walk homeâ¦ã
ãEh?ã
ãItâs not really that farã
It is a bit far but it is definitely not a distance we couldnât walk.
When I put back my cell phone, we inform the owner of the bathhouse as to why we are leaving my bike there.
Tomorrow my mom will come back to pick it up.
ãUnderstoodâ¦ã
And then Mikoto and I decided to walk home.
A little after we left the bathhouse, Mikoto lined up next to me and started being bashful.
ãWhat, need to go to the restroom?ã
Mikoto shook her head.
Since there werenât many street lights, it was difficult to see her expression.
ãThen, are you cold?ã
ãNoâ¦ã
Because she was acting strangely reserved, it felt a little weird.
Mikoto certainly isnât a chatterbox.
But, itâs strange how little she is talking.
Itâs like she wants to say something.
However, it canât be expressed well in words. She is giving that kind of feeling.
ãHeyâ¦ã
After walking a bit in silence, Mikoto finally said something.
ãN?ã
ãYour handâ¦is it fine if I hold it?ã
ãHaa?ã
I unintentionally ended up stopping my feet.
ãItâs fine, right?ã
ãWhat is it suddenlyâ¦or rather, recently youâve been weirdã2
ãSuch a thingâ¦have I?â¦ã
She ended up realizing it herself.
Mikoto slowly extends her hand towards mine.
Letting out a small breath, I light gripped her small hand.
Her hands were warm. It was probably because she just got out of the bath.
We start walking again. The silence continued.
We came out onto the main road.
It was a street that had big trucks going by.
The volume of the traffic ends up drowning out any conversation we would have.
Passing by many bright street lights, we reached the paddy field street.
The hustle and bustle of the main road quiets down behind us.
Next to me, my short childhood friend, Mikoto, silently grips my hand.
The stars were sparkling in the pitch black sky.
Todayâs moon didnât come out. Even so, the night sky was lively with stars.
Compared to the sky, the lights here on this paddy field street were scarce. There was no sign of anyone else either.
ãYou, will you stop doing stuff like that?ã
ãStuff like what?ã
ãPouring water on me to wake me upã
ãAahâ¦ã
Before we went to the bathhouse, I was sleeping.
Mikoto threw water on my face to wake me up.
ãIt was your fault for not getting upã
ãUsually itâs fine to wake me up normallyã
ãUsually you do wake up. I even called out to you and shook your shouldersã
Stopping there, Mikoto turns her face away seeming dissatisfied.
What? Why are you pouting when you were so forceful with me.
ãOi, if you dislike me so much then you shouldnât try and hold hands with meã
ãShut upã
ãAlso licking my dick while I was on the phone and suddenly holding it tightlyâ¦what were you thinking, isnât that like saying you like me?ã
ãShut upã
Turning her face away, Mikoto gave a sharp reply.
ãWonât you tell me itâs a misunderstanding? Do you really like meã
ãShut upã
I couldnât really see her expression.
Thatâs why I could tell her so strongly.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
ãYou didnât say it properly. Since there are various timings to considerâ¦but if you donât dislike me thenâ¦doing such a thingâ¦ã
ãI said shut up!ã
Shaking her hand free, Mikoto stopped her feet.
I also stopped a few feet ahead of her and turned around.
ãYouâre annoyingâ¦I hate youâ¦geezâ¦I hate youâ¦I really hate youã
ãYouâ¦are you crying?ã
ãThat attitude of seeing through everythingâ¦is the worstâ¦I seriously hate youâ¦ã
It seems she was crying.
I could only see her silhouette in the dark.
However, her shoulders were shaking up and down.
Her voice became nasally and she occasionally wipes her eyes.
ãI hate youâ¦Even though I hate youâ¦when I looked at your sleeping faceâ¦I started cryingâ¦ã
Mikoto and I were the only people on this paddy field road.
Itâs supposed to be used everyday but it looks like now is different than normal.
The twinkling stars in the sky were watching over Mikoto.
Do your best.
Try to be honest.
Tell him everything.
It seemed the stars were trying to tell her that.
Winning over the beads of light floating in the heavens one by one, Mikoto speaks her mind.
ãI donât get it butâ¦recently, I cry a lotâ¦when I think about you I cry! I hate you, even though it canât be helped that I hate you, when I think about you I cry!ã
ãMikotoâ¦ã
ãShut up! Donât say anything!ã
Mikotoâs shoulder started shaking more.
It seemed like she would hyperventilate when she finally said something like she was squeezing it out.
ãI always thought it would just be me and yetâ¦even so, that womanâ¦ã
I immediately knew who Mikoto was talking about.
It was Kurusu. Mikoto was talking about Kurusu Mia.
Mikoto definitely started to get a bit weird after meeting Kurusu at Sainzu.
ãI couldnât reach someone like herâ¦evenâ¦Iâ¦couldnât reach butâ¦ã
The excuse that she wasnât crying doesnât work anymore.
Mikoto was crying that much.
I couldnât see in the dark but I am sure she is shedding tears and her mouth is strained.
*Hyuu*, I heard Mikoto take a breath.
And then immediately after, her thin voice reached my ears.
ãIâ¦like you, Koumeiâ¦Even though I really hate you, I like youâ¦ã
As in taken out or just had something happen to it â©
I mean she put your dick in her mouth soooo⦠â©