Chapter 3: Sendai-san is worth no more or less than 5,000 yen — 3
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「Violence is a breach of contract.」
Sendai-san speaks of a rule between the two of us.
However, I don’t like the idea of being called violent for lifting her chin up with my foot. What I did was within the scope of our contract, and she had no right to point that out to .
「This is not violence.」
「It is violence. You kicked .」
With a disgruntled voice, she plays her thumb with her fingertips.
「I just put it on your chin.」
If I were to be offended by the current state of affairs, I would say it is about as bad as misbehaving.
「Hmmm.」
Sendai-san said in a low voice and grabbed my ankle with more force than before.
She is not convinced.
She looks at with sharp eyes.
I had a bad feeling and tried to pull my legs up, but Sendai-san did not let go. Instead, she pressed her lips against the back of my leg and sucked hard.
The sensation is different from that of the tip of her tongue crawling up my leg, and my body shudders.
「Don’t.」
I raised my voice to stop her from acting in a way I had not ordered, but words ant nothing. She crawled her finger at the soles of my feet and bit my thumb.
「Ouch.」
The teeth, set hard on the toes, are grinding into the flesh, just barely. Voices echoed in the room, never releasing the pain.
「Sendai-san don’t do this.」
I look down and saw her whiskers.
I grabbed Sendai-san’s head and shook it as if in protest.
「This is an order. Stop.」
I told her in the strongest voice I have ever heard, and the teeth that were clamped on my toes ca away. Then her tongue crawled over the bite mark as if to check it.
My toes get sticky and wet.
A warm tongue sends chills down my spine.
I still feel uncomfortable with human tongue. But, realizing that I don’t hate it, I pull her hair to shake off the feeling.
「Stop.」
I repeated the word I had uttered just a mont before, and Sendai-san finally looked up. I pull my legs onto the bed as if to take them back.
「Give your legs. Let put them on.」
Sendai-san says with a satisfied and refreshed smile, and takes the socks in her hands.
This makes it hard to tell which of us is giving the order.
I am not happy with the current situation.
「You don’t have to take them on, just take off the rest.」
By saying it, I put my left foot on Sendai-san’s thigh, and she silently obeyed.
「Any other orders?」
「None.」
Having all said that, I stand up.
「Do you want a drink?」
I asked, looking at the table and the empty glass, to which she replied shortly,「No, thanks.」
「Do you want to stay for dinner.」
She will go ho.
I know she will answer that. The sa question I have asked her several tis before has been all answered the sa way. So there is no way she would give a different answer just today. Besides, I don’t want to her to answer that she will eat here.
Yet, as a result of asking the question sohow, I heard the word「eat」for the first ti.
Barefoot and wearing slippers, we headed for the kitchen with Sendai-san in tow. From a supermarket bag, I pull out a cup of ran and boils water.
When I placed two cup noodles with the lids open in front of Sendai-san sitting at the counter on the other side of the kitchen, she looks at curiously.
「What’s this?」
「Cup noodles. Can’t you tell by looking at it? Maybe the rich Sendai-san has never seen a cup noodle before?」
「If I’m so rich that I’d never seen a cup of noodles, wouldn’t I be attending a school where they greeted you with a “Gokigen’you” instead of the high school I’m in now?」
Though Sendai-san says it as if she was dumbfounded, I have heard that her is well-off.
It’s not that she was wearing brand-na clothes, but she is carrying sothing that looks classy. Probably, they don’t serve cup noodles at dinner. She must be eating homade dinners.
Sendai-san seems to be loved by her family.
If we weren’t classmates, I wouldn’t have even had a chance to talk to Sendai-san
——I feel nauseous.
I stare at the electric pot that boils water for the two.
「Besides, I’ve had at least cup noodles before. Ah, perhaps the Miyagi family is poor?」
「I get enough pocket money to pay Sendai-san 5,000 yen once or twice a week, but if that’s being poor, then I guess I’m poor.」
I responded to Sendai-san’s teasing comnt without hesitation.
We are the kind of family that serves cup noodles for dinner, but it is not because we have no money. Financially, we are in the category of being wealthy.
「…Aren’t you poor? So, this is what we’re having for dinner?」
「If you’d rather have bento, you buy it. Or do you want to go ho and eat there? I don’t mind either way.」
Because I don’t have a mother.
And because I have no talent for cooking.
Those are the two reasons why the dinner are cup noodles.
There are fathers who can cook reasonably well, but they are so busy with work that they rarely co ho at a ti where their children are awake. Perhaps out of guilt for putting his daughter in such an environnt, my father gives an allowance that is clearly too much to give to a highschool student.
「I’m gonna eat this.」
Sendai-san says as she fiddles with the lid of her cup ran, and the water in the electric kettle boils.
Fill the container with hot water up to the line.
Set the kitchen tir up to three minutes.
Sip the ran together.
Whether eating alone or together, cup ran is cup ran and tastes the sa. Still, it feels better with eating it alone.
「Thanks for the dinner. It’s getting late, I’m going ho.」
「Un.」
Sendai-san and I have nothing in common.
We belong to different groups in our class and have different interests.
If you have nothing to say, you have to eat in silence, and a cup of ran is a quick al. That’s why Sendai-san leaves without feeling she has eaten dinner with .
「The volu four, when you buy it, let read it.」
Sendai-san said as she took her blazer and coat back to my room and looked at the bookshelf.
「I think you can read it next ti you co back.」
「Then next week, huh?」
Don’t co back.
She seems to be planning to co to my room again, though I can’t help but say so when I think back on what I did today.
Sendai-san is a strange person.
She’s decent at school.
I hand her blazer and coat, feeling rude to her for listening to .
「I’ll walk you.」
As usual, we walk out the front door together, take the elevator down to the first floor, and walk to the entrance.
「Then, see you.」
Sendai-san doesn’t stop and waves her hand.
「Bye-bye.」
She call out to my back as she move away.
I wonder if Sendai-san will still be bought for 5,000 yen next year when I change classes in the third year.
I got into the elevator with these thoughts in my mind.
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