Chapter 238: The Fleeing Miyahito and the Chasing Utaha

After chatting with Utaha and Miyahito about the new book for a while longer, Sonoko checked the time and decided it was time to take her leave.

Seeing this, Utaha and Miyahito also stood up to see Sonoko off.

“Alright, you newlywed couple can just see me off right here.” Standing on the street outside the courtyard gate, Sonoko turned around and playfully teased the two, who were standing side by side in the yard.

Blushing slightly at the tease, Utaha shyly muttered in a small voice, “What newlywed couple, he hasn’t even proposed yet.”

However, when you want to express your complaints and dissatisfaction… could you please let go of the arm you’re holding onto?

Also, could you please rein in that sickeningly sweet, happy smile on your face, okay?

Utaha, seriously.

…..

After seeing off the visiting Machida Sonoko, a little while later.

“Phew, so comfortable!” Having taken a nice, refreshing bath, a revitalized Miyahito walked out of the washroom with a towel draped over his head, casually drying his hair.

Walking into the living room, he saw his girlfriend with her back to him, seemingly focused on writing her novel on the computer. The corners of Miyahito’s mouth curled into a mischievous smirk.

Standing on his tiptoes and deliberately lightening his footsteps, Miyahito crept stealthily toward his girlfriend, who hadn’t noticed his approach at all.

One step, two steps, three steps…..

Close! Very close!

When he was about half a step away from Utaha, Miyahito suddenly spread his arms and hugged her tightly from behind.

“Eek!”

Startled by the sudden hug, Utaha let out a very cute cry of surprise. Just as she subconsciously struggled, trying to escape the grasp of her ‘attacker’.

A familiar, refreshing scent of body wash drifted into her nose.

…

“Hehe, did I scare you, Utaha?”

Instantly calming down, Utaha turned her head expressionlessly. The eyes looking at the grinning Miyahito, who had scared her half to death without a shred of self-awareness, faintly flickered with pitch-black flames.

“Uta…ha?”

Watching the dark mist subtly rising on Utaha’s face, the smug smile on Miyahito’s face gradually began to crumble. At the same time, a very familiar, intense sense of threat welled up from within him, constantly stimulating his beating heart.

Gulp—!

Just as the smile on his face grew more forced, and his arms holding Utaha gradually loosened as he slowly prepared to make a run for it, wanting to escape before Utaha’s rage reached its peak.

“Is it really fun to suddenly scare me like that?” Lowering her pretty face, Utaha’s voice was as bone-chillingly cold as eternal ice. “Hey, for a moment there, my heart actually stopped.”

Hearing this, Miyahito realized he had seemingly, probably, definitely caused a disaster…. However, before he could get the words “I’m sorry! Forgive me” out of his throat.

The next second, Utaha slowly raised her face, her reddened eyes glaring tearfully at her Mr. Miyahito, and then.

“I hate you so much! I’m going to beat you to death!”

“Eh? Eh! Wait, Utaha, let me explain!”

“I won’t listen, I won’t listen! Stand still! I’m going to beat you to death!!”

“Ow, ow, ow!”

“Don’t run! Miyahito!!! S-s-stand (huff huff) right there!”

“No! You’re going to kill me!”

“You bastard! I’m going to beat you to death!!!!”

“I… I just scared you a little bit… why do you have to beat me to death!”

“Damn it! Stand still like a good boy! Try running one more time!!”

“No, uwah! You ambushed me again!”

“Drop dead! You bastard!”

“Aaaaaah——!”

Late at night, Miyahito and Utaha, like two childish kids, chased each other around the living room sofa, making a racket.

After chasing and hitting for a while, the physically weaker Utaha employed a little trick: she squatted down, hugging her knees on the spot, and pretended to cry pitifully. And Miyahito, mistakenly believing it was real, fell for it as expected.

In the end, after being tackled by his girlfriend and ridden on top of while getting hammered several times, Miyahito naturally fought back.

Ignoring the pink fists constantly raining down on him, Miyahito didn’t say a word and directly embraced the furious Utaha. Exerting a little force with his waist, his hands following the direction of the force, he flipped her over, tackling her so they were lying side by side on the living room carpet.

“You bastard! Let me go! I’m going to beat you to death!”

Seeing the resentful Utaha, who was still being restless in his arms, twisting and turning and struggling hard to break free from his embrace.

Having no other options, Miyahito simply gave up and sealed Utaha’s cherry-pink lips with his own mouth.

“Mmph… mmm…”

As the hands wrapped around her waist gradually tightened, and the continuous warmth transmitted through their lips, Utaha’s struggling movements slowly began to diminish.

At the same time, her originally flushed, tense face was also covered with a layer of ambiguous crimson.

After a while longer.

“Are you not angry anymore?” Breathing slightly, Miyahito looked at his girlfriend, who was being held obediently, with a doting expression, and said softly, “So, forgive me?”

“Hmph!” Wrinkling her delicate nose slightly, Utaha, whose expression was a mix of shyness and anger, averted her gaze and said in a slightly coquettish tone.

“You bastard!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I was wrong!”

The corners of his mouth curving into a doting smile, Miyahito gently pulled Utaha closer into his embrace. Feeling the strength with which his girlfriend was holding onto him, he smiled and slightly tilted his neck, lightly touching the tip of his nose to Utaha’s pitch-black long hair, which was as soft as a carpet.

Inhaling the refreshing scent of her hair lingering around his nose, Miyahito slightly raised his hands that were gently stroking Utaha’s back. While caressing his girlfriend’s smooth hair that he couldn’t get enough of, he teased with a smile.

“If Utaha is still not relieved of her anger, how about you hit me a few more times?”

“This time, I promise I won’t run away.”

Hearing this, remembering how she, exhausted, couldn’t catch up to that terrifyingly energetic Miyahito no matter how hard she chased, Utaha felt a hint of humiliation. She lightly bit her lip and, as if venting, hammered a few more times on Miyahito’s hard chest.

And then.

“I won’t hit you! It’s too hard!”

“….Then, how about a different place?” Miyahito suggested to Utaha tentatively.

Well, after all, if you think the chest is too hard, how about you try a different place, my dear Miss Utaha…?

However, feeling provoked, Utaha slowly raised her head, looked at her boyfriend’s eyes, which seemed to be smiling, with a calm and lightless gaze, and then.

Opened her mouth, and bit—!

“Hiss—!”

He never expected Utaha to open her mouth and bite the soft flesh between his neck and shoulder. The sudden stimulation made Miyahito involuntarily gasp.

Did it hurt? No, no, this bite from Utaha didn’t actually hurt.

After all, playful as it was, she knew about the little childishness hidden beneath her boyfriend’s mature personality (like occasionally teasing her or deliberately courting death from time to time), and Utaha also knew the limits of their playful fights.

So, she didn’t actually use force to bite her boyfriend’s neck.

It’s just… even though she didn’t bite hard.

Her sudden, light gasp… almost made Miyahito jump up entirely.

Wait until Utaha let go with satisfaction.

Looking down at the mark on his neck that looked like a hickey, Miyahito looked up at Utaha, who was proudly tilting her chin.

…..Alright, as long as you’re happy.

Besides, it’s just planting a hickey.

At most, when he goes to school tomorrow, he just needs to button the first button of his shirt, which he never buttons.

What’s the big deal?

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