Chapter 214: After Sendai-san — 214
Translated by KaiesV
Edited by KaiesV
My teeth that stand up on the nape of her neck silently sink into Sendai-san’s skin.
Her lips are on the soft skin and she presses her tongue against it.
I bite even harder and grab her arm to make sure that my Sendai-san in my room, the one I have wanted all day, is not going anywhere.
「Miyagi.」
Sendai-san’s small voice shakes my eardrums.
I force my lips to stick together and continue to set my teeth to tear at the skin. I bit her neck so hard that I could’ve heard her say it hurts, but Sendai-san doesn’t say it hurts. Instead, her hand goes around my back and she hugs .
The harder I bristled, the harder the hand around my back pulled closer. I felt my body temperature rise as the heat from our clinging bodies mixed with her blood, and when I parted my lips and looked at her neck, I saw the teeth marks that surrounded the red marks.
「…It sticks to , why? You always say your clothes stretch or hurt.」
I press hard against the body that embraces , creating a gap.
「My clothes are stretched and it hurts, but I had a good ti today, so I thought it was okay.」
Sendai-san laughs gently.
「So you don’t mind getting bit if it’s fun?」
「I’m glad you went to the trouble of inviting into your room to bite , even though you could have bitten in the common area.」
「Isn’t that just perverted?」
「If you say I’m a pervert, it’s almost entirely Miyagi’s fault.」
As she said this, Sendai-san put her palm flat against my cheek. Her hand caressed my cheek softly, and her fingertips touched my earrings.
「Why did you bite after you called into your room?」
「…Sendai-san, you looked happy today.」
I wanted to lock Sendai-san in this room.
I didn’t want her to go anywhere.
I don’t want to tell Sendai-san that I thought of that, because she won’t promise to stay here without going to her part-ti job or to her university. If I say sothing that I know will never co true, I will see Sendai-san not saying anything again.
「What’s that?」
「You don’t have to understand, just sit on the bed.」
「Fine, but are you going to put a mark on again?」
Sendai-san quietly sits on the bed and looks up at .
「I’m not putting it on. Get your phone out.」
As I handed the bag on the floor to Sendai-san, I heard a slightly low voice.
「What happens if I get my phone out?」
「I’ll tell you when you get it out.」
Perhaps anticipating what I would say, Sendai-san was reluctant to take out his phone. She has a look of blatant unwillingness on her face, so I think it is unlikely that she will take out her phone even if I wait for her to do so.
「Sendai-san.」
When I called out as if urging her to do so, Sendai-san sighed a single sigh and then pulled her phone out of her bag.
「So, what happens now?」
「All the pictures you took today, delete them all.」
「I don’t think I did anything to be punished. And this, Utsunomiya didn’t find this.」
Sendai strokes the place where the red mark is on the knit.
「I’m not punishing you, but delete them.」
「I’m not going to.」
「Why not? You don’t need those pictures, right?」
I have to erase everything today that is left on my phone.
And my photos.
I don’t want any pictures of Sendai-san and Maika.
It’s a waste of ti, but they should all be erased.
「I do. And it’s a reminder of our day.」
She says quietly and Sendai-san grabs my hand.
「Miyagi, sit here.」
Her hand was pulled from my grasp, and as I sat next to her like a puppet with broken strings, Sendai-san displayed a photo taken today on her phone.
「You don’t need those mories of the school festival.」
I covered the screen of Sendai-san’s phone with my hand as she displays one photo and then another.
「It’s not just the mories of the school festival. mories of and Miyagi. I just want to look at this and rember how this happened on the day of the school festival.」
「With Sendai-san?」
「Miyagi, too.」
「You don’t need to remind .」
「Then, Miyagi is going to delete all the photos taken today?」
「I…」
Erase.
That’s what I decided and ca ho.
But, if I erased all of them, it ant that Sendai-san’s picture would be included in the list of those to be erased. That ans that Sendai-san, who is locked in my phone, will be gone, and I am suddenly unsure if I really want to delete it.
「Miyagi, if you’re confused, don’t erase them. I don’t want to erase them either.」
The phone escapes from under my hand and is placed next to Sendai-san.
.
I still have to erase them.
I don’t want to see Sendai-san looking happy with Maika, and I don’t want to see pictures of and Sendai-san.
Photos are mories, as Sendai-san said.
It is a mory more certain and certain than mory.
Unlike uncertain mories that can fade or deteriorate, a photograph preserves the exact mont. The photographs that continue to capture and preserve ti as a tangible object beco a map of mories and a guide to reach today’s mories. Looking at today’s photographs, today’s mories are brought out along with those emotions.
My not-so-good feelings remain like a stain on the photos I took at the school festival, and every ti I look at them, the possessiveness I felt today should co back to life. I think that is what makes Sendai-san even more special now that she has beco special.
——That’s why, it has to be erased.
「Miyagi, look at .」
When my na is called, my consciousness turns to Sendai-san.
Our eyes et, and the next mont, Sendai-san’s lips lightly touch my cheek. Her fingertips brush my lips, and I grab her hand.
「Sendai-san is mine, right?」
「Suddenly what?」
「Answer .」
「You know I don’t have to tell you that, right?」
「I won’t understand if you’re not saying it.」
「…I know I belong to Miyagi.」
「Then do what I say. Delete the pictures.」
Sendai-san falls silent at my words.
She doesn’t speak even when I pull her hand from my grasp.
Her gaze falls to the floor, and after a few monts, she slowly looks at .
「…Then tell why you wanted to keep to yourself, Miyagi. Tell and I can erase them.」
Sendai-san’s voice shakes my eardrums, lting into and making my heart beat harder.
I cannot allow Sendai-san to go to her part-ti job, nor can I allow her to befriend soone I don’t know. Today I could not forgive Sendai-san for listening to Maika, and I couldn’t forgive Sendai-san for smiling next to Maika.
If she trace these feelings, she will find them to be possessive.
That feeling that has been haunting for a long ti and won’t co off even if I try to peel it off is connected to my desire to keep Sendai-san as mine.
But perhaps Sendai-san is aware of my feelings.
How can she not notice what I can notice? There can be no reason to want to keep soone to yourself, other than exclusivity. So surely this isn’t what Sendai-san wants to know.
「Miyagi, just answer .」
I don’t want to answer.
I shouldn’t answer.
What Sendai-san wants to know is at the root of this feeling, and it’s sothing that shouldn’t be traced and dug up. What is at the root of the feelings of wanting to keep Sendai-san locked up in this room is not a good thing. It should be better to soothe them and let them sleep at the bottom of my heart. Even now, I am so swept up in my emotions, in pain, in agony, I don’t know what to do, but if I knew what lay ahead, I wouldn’t be able to be next to Sendai-san.
「…I’ll tell you if you delete the pictures first.」
Today, the feelings I almost saw are chewed up and swallowed.
I don’t know what would happen to if I made the special Sendai-san even more special. If Sendai-san were to disappear, there would be nothing I could do.
The words I say should be sothing that Sendai-san is aware of.
「If I erase them, will you tell the truth for sure?」
Sendai-san says quietly and looks at .
Tell her properly.
I know I should tell her so, but I can’t.
I grabbed the sheets tightly and heard Sendai-san’s voice.
「I knew it, I won’t erase them. Miyagi doesn’t have to tell why either.」
「…Why?」
「I want to keep the pictures. If Miyagi wants to erase them, you can. Well, if you delete them, I’ll send them to you again.」
「Then there’s no point in erasing them.」
「That’s right.」
When I said this, Sendai-san took hold of my hand, which was holding the sheet.
“Miyagi,” she called, bringing her face close to mine.
Unable to close my eyes, her lips touched mine and left. Then, flopping down, Sendai-san’s hand stuck to my neck.
「Hey, Miyagi. I want to have marks in you as well.」
「I don’t want to. I——」
「”I don’t belong to Sendai-san,” right? I know that much. I am Miyagi’s, but Miyagi is not mine. I only mark it to swear to you.」
Taking my words away and saying them all at once, Sendai-san kisses again.
「You don’t have to put a mark on it, you can swear to it.」
「At the earring?」
「Yes.」
「Then let swear on both earring and Miyagi’s body.」
She whispers in my ear and Sendai-san kisses my earring. Then, without telling it was okay, she turns up the hem of my hoodie and puts her hand inside.
「I didn’t say you could mark it or flip it.」
「If you don’t want to turn it over, I’ll do that, but then I’ll have to leave a mark where you can see it, is that okay?」
The palms of her hands pressed against my sides and stroked up. Her lips attach to my neck as they should, and I press her shoulders.
「I don’t want to.」
「I didn’t hear you.」
Her lips were pressed again against my neck and sucked lightly. The hand that had been at her side had reached under her breast and I slapped her hand over the hoodie.
「Stop it, Sendai-san.」
「Do you want it where you can see it or where you can’t?」
「I don’t want either.」
「Miyagi, say it’s okay sotis. Let stay by your side, even when I’m not here, Miyagi.」
Sendai-san crawls her lips to my neck and bites my ear.
The softly applied teeth tickled and as I moved my body, the tip of her tongue pressed against and I pushed her away.
「What do you an?」
「If I put a mark, we can stay together until it disappears.」
A hand, still tucked inside the hoodie, moves softly and strokes the side.
「…Not if it’s out of sight.」
If I leave Sendai-san alone at this point, she’s likely to leave marks where I can see them, so I accept her words.
「Then lie down.」
I had no choice.
I really had no choice but to lie down on the bed, and Sendai-san sat down beside .
The hem of my hoodie was turned up, and my stomach was growling. On the skin that is no longer covered, Sendai-san’s hand crawls over my skin and follows my ribs. Her fingertips slide gently, trying to explore my body.
「Sendai-san, I didn’t say you could touch .」
「I was wondering where is good. Where would you like it to go, Miyagi?」
Fingertips stroke over the navel and down the sides, and the hoodie is flipped up to the bottom of the bra.
「If you turn it over any further, I won’t let you leave a mark.」
「Got it.」
Sendai-san says quietly, and sothing warm sticks to my ribs.
It was licked as if tasting it, lightly at first, then gradually sucked harder. The heat and stimulation that cos from the skin being sucked up feels good. Her hair touches my fingertips as I reach out and tug lightly.
Her lips never part.
They stick to , sucking hard, and when I tug lightly on her hair again, they finally leave. But then the lips stick to the sa spot again, and then leave. Fingertips caress the skin and lips are pressed against it as if in pursuit.
「Sendai-san, it’s done.」
「Miyagi would have done the sa thing.」
I looked up and tried to pull down my hoodie, regardless of Sendai-san’s frustration, but she grabbed my hand.
「Hold on a second.」
Sendai-san says, and a crunching sound can be heard.
「Eh? The sound just now.」
When I hurriedly raised myself up, I saw Sendai-san holding her phone and rembered that she had placed her phone on the bed.
「A morabilia.」
Sendai-san shows the screen of her phone. There I see my stomach and the marks she has made on it, and I reach for her phone.
「Delete it.」
I don’t want to leave a picture of my belly on soone’s phone, although it doesn’t show my face.
「I’m not going to.」
「Delete it.」
「If you want to erase them, smile next to like you did next to Utsunomiya. Then I’ll erase all the pictures Miyagi wants to be erased.」
Sendai-san smiles so vividly that I hate it.
「All of it?」
「All of it.」
「What’s that?」
「Isn’t it fine, I’ll delete them.」
Sendai-san’s voice sounds happy and infuriating.
But it seems difficult to take the phone from her hands, and I choose not to let her take any more pictures.
「…That’s fine. From now on, don’t take pictures unless I say it’s okay.」
「You an you want to get a permit?」
「Yes.」
「Got it.」
Then Sendai-san whispered,「I promise」and kissed my earring.
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