I bit into the black bread, grimacing as I chewed. As always, it was such a hard bread to eat. My mouth was instantly drained of moisture, making it difficult to even chew. No matter how many tis I ate it, I couldn’t get used to the strong, sour taste. I washed the bread down with ale.
Feeling soone’s gaze, I looked up. And then, I couldn’t help but let out a pathetic “eek.” Amal, who was sitting across from , was staring intently at
with a beaming smile.
“Um, Amal. Amal-san. It’s really hard to eat when you’re staring at
like that…”
“Hehe, I’m sorry. I was just so captivated by how lovely Andy-sama looked.”
“Listen, Amal. I’m just eating bread here, okay? What’s so captivating about that?”
“Seeing Andy-sama tearing off a piece of hard bread and stuffing it into your mouth is so manly and enchanting. When you make a face at the sour taste of the rye bread, it’s both alluring and srizing. The expression you make when you gulp down the ale is so gallant, yet when you have bread crumbs on your lips, it’s so adorable. The gap is just too much for Amal to handle. And then…”
This is bad; I can’t let her continue. If I don’t stop her now, she’ll beco a perpetual engine spewing lovey-dovey nonsense.
“Ah, stop! I get it. I get it, so please be quiet for a bit. Also, if there were bread crumbs on my lips, you could have told
sooner.”
“But, Andy-sama. I haven’t said enough yet.”
“Amal, give
a break.”
“Muu… Fine.”
With a dissatisfied pout, Amal looked away as I wiped my mouth.
“Is it gone now?”
“Yes… No, Andy-sama.”
Amal nodded once, but after a few seconds of silence, as if in thought, she uttered a negation. I couldn’t help but smile wryly at the girl’s unnatural behavior.
Amal is usually intellectual and mature, but there’s a certain childishness hidden in her heart that makes her rush headlong into things without thinking. That imbalance is part of Amal’s charm, but it also ans that she sotis loses control and needs to be kept in check.
“Just stay still. I’ll get it for you.”
“Hm? Alright, thanks.”
“Leave it to .”
Amal stood up from her chair and sat down next to , who was sitting on the bed. A soft fragrance of roses tickled my nostrils. The scent of my woman, Amal. I felt dizzy from the sweet aroma.
“…Andy-sama, hmm, l-lick.”
I let my guard down.
My thoughts stopped, and my body stiffened as she licked the corner of my mouth several tis with her soft tongue. Amal wrapped her hand around my neck and pressed her body against mine.
“Chu, hmm, haah, Andy-sama, there are still bread crumbs. I’ll clean it up more.”
In a panic, I tried to stop Amal, but I accidentally bit my tongue hard, and a pathetic moan escaped my lips.
Perhaps taking my moan as a sign of approval, Amal smiled happily and was about to let her tongue crawl over my lips again… when she was struck by my flick on her forehead.
“Ouch!”
Amal let out a cute cry and held her forehead.
“Co on, we’re eating. You need to have more self-control.”
To cool my flushed face from embarrassnt, I placed one hand on my forehead and let out a sigh. I removed the hand around my neck and distanced our bodies. Amal frowned pitifully.
“Ugh, but, Andy-sama…”
“It’s not ‘but.’ Reflect on your actions. To begin with, didn’t the bread crumbs co off when I wiped my mouth?”
Amal laughed, “Ufufu.”
It was a beautiful smile, like a perfect artificial creation.
“No such thing.”
“…If you’re lying, we’re not sleeping together tonight.”
“They were gone.”
Her answer was imdiate.
She didn’t want to sleep alone that much?
Once again, I flicked her forehead, but this ti, more gently.
“Hyau! A-Andy-sama, it hurts.”
“It’s not that painful, right?”
“It hurts.”
Amal rubbed her forehead against my chest in a sulking tone. This rebellious little puppy. To calm my emotions, I played with Amal’s beautiful silver hair, winding it around my fingers. I was amazed that it didn’t even hold a curl after winding it so many tis.
“You’ve been clingy since this morning. What’s wrong?”
“…Amal is Andy-sama’s woman.”
“Hmm, well, that’s true.”
“That’s why I don’t want to lose to sothing like that.”
Amal stared at the rosary with a tense gaze. It was as if a puppy with bristling fur was about to bite at any mont. This was definitely going to be troubleso. For now, I decided to hold the rosary and remove it from Amal’s line of sight.
“Please don’t hold that and hug
instead.”
“…Don’t be jealous of inanimate objects.”
“I’m much more useful.”
“…Don’t compete with inanimate objects. Co on, go back to your seat. Let’s eat properly, okay?”
Amal let out a dissatisfied “muu.” Then, understanding, she reluctantly returned to her seat and resud eating.
I sighed.
Amal must know who this rosary belongs to. And yet, for so reason, she doesn’t tell
to take it off. That Amal, who won’t even let
be enveloped in the scent of another woman. What kind of turn of events is this?
“So… you’re letting go of salvation yourself.”
I rembered the first ti Amal saw the rosary and how she spat out those words.
Rather than sarcasm, it was a phrase that seed to be tinged with envy.
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