I Got Into a Secret Relationship With a Girl Who Was Out of My League
After the more intense activity than usual ended, we took a breather.
Exhausted, we fell asleep and woke up to find that the sun had already set.
After changing our clothes, we went out to the living room.
“My back hurts…”
Nanamori stretched her body and muttered softly. In response, I felt a slight sense of guilt.
“…I’m sorry.”
“Oh, did you hear that? I’m not blaming you or anything.”
“No, but I’ll still apologize anyway.”
“Haha, it’s no big deal. It was just a little more intense than usual.”
“…”
Nanamori smiled slyly and said that with a mischievous expression.
I think she was teasing me.
“Did you like my gym uniform that much?”
“…Well.”
Since I’d never seen her in clothes before, it was exciting.
It wasn’t just the clothes. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail, and I couldn’t help but stare at her exposed neck.
…Why is a ponytail so attractive?
And probably because I held back yesterday, I’m even more aroused now, I tell myself.
“Want to try it in a uniform next time? Usually I take everything off because it gets wrinkled.”
Nanamori in her usual uniform.
And now, seeing her in the same outfit she’s wearing right now, I can’t help but feel that desire welling up again, even though I just did it.
“It’s showing on your face. You look like you want to do it.”
“Well, to be honest, I do want to.”
“You’re such an honest pervert.”
“What can I say? No one would say they don’t want to after being told that.”
Nanamori laughed at my words.
It seemed like a much more natural smile than before. I think it was because she was able to relieve the stress that had been building up.
“So, are you going home today?”
“Does that mean I should go home quickly because we’re done?”
“Don’t tease me. I’m just worried about the curfew.”
“Haha, I’m just kidding. There’s still time, so it’s okay.”
“Then, shall we go out to eat? But we have to think about the location because we don’t want something like last time to happen again.”
“Hmm, you’re right. It would be a hassle if we ran into someone. Oh, wait ! How about we make something to eat here?”
“At my place?”
“Yeah, I’ll make it for you if you want.”
“……Really?”
I live alone, but I rarely cook.
I think I could do it if I followed a recipe, but when I’m tired, I often rely on supermarket bento boxes or ready-made dishes. Sometimes I eat out.
It’s just a matter of motivation.
“Let me take a look in the fridge.”
“Oh, sure.”
After getting my permission, Nanamori opened the fridge in the kitchen facing the living room.
It was a medium-sized fridge, not too big for a single person.
“This…there’s hardly any food in here. How do you manage to live like this?”
Nanamori said with a tone of disbelief.
“I mostly buy bento boxes or eat out.”
“Are you maybe a hopeless person, Yagami kun?”
“…If I have a recipe, I think I can do it.”
“Yeah, yeah. Then you should at least make sure you have the ingredients.”
Nanamori brushed off my excuse, tied her hair back, rolled up her sleeves, and started thinking about what she could make with the remaining ingredients.
She took eggs, onions, carrots, ham, and rice from the freezer out of the refrigerator and started heating up a frying pan.
“There aren’t many ingredients, so let’s just make fried rice.”
Saying that, she rhythmically shook the frying pan. The sizzling sound of stir-frying and the fragrant smell filled the room.
Despite the casual way she made it, her skill was impressive, and I watched from the sofa, lost in thought.
Perhaps for the perfect Nanamori, that was ordinary, but at the same time, I wondered if she was a lady who never cooked in everyday life.
“Why are you so good at this?”
“Well, it’s probably because I took lessons.”
Cooking lessons? It’s just my impression, but do people really take lessons for such a common household dish?
Nanami laughed it off, but her profile looked a little sad.
I said nothing, just took the fried rice from the frying pan onto a plate and carried it to the table.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you.”
I clasped my hands together, scooped up some with a spoon, and brought it to my mouth.
“…..So good !”
“Fufu. I’m glad you like it.”
Satisfied with my reaction, Nanamori smiled happily. There was no trace of the earlier melancholy.
I continued to shovel the fried rice into my mouth.
“If you eat too quickly, you’ll choke. Well, I’ll eat too.”
Then, after watching me, Nanamori also began to eat.
“Thank you for the meal.”
“It was nothing special.”
It had been a long time since I had eaten homemade food made by someone other than myself, and I felt very satisfied.
The ingredients were minimal, and it may have been something Nanamori made casually, but I’m sure it wasn’t just my imagination that it tasted better than what I eat at a restaurant.
She’s the most beautiful girl in school. Being able to eat her homemade food might be a rare opportunity.
After eating, I brewed some warm green tea and took a break.
Nanamori offered to do it, but I insisted on doing it myself, so I sat her down and brewed it myself.
“You should eat something more proper on a regular basis for your health.”
“I know, but I just don’t feel like it…”
“Today I could only make fried rice, but if I had more ingredients, I could make all kinds of things.”
“…Does that mean you’ll make it again?”
“Well, Yagami kun….there weren’t many vegetables, and if your diet is unbalanced, you won’t have any energy, right?”
‘Well, that’s true, but why are you going out of your way to do this? We’re just casual partners.”
This was an honest question.
We’re just a relationship where we satisfy each other’s desires.
But lately, we’ve been spending more time together, eating meals, lounging around, and going about our daily lives.
This is starting to feel like…
“Because if we don’t, we won’t have the energy, right?”
“…Huh?’
“If we don’t have the stamina and can’t do it when the time comes, that’s a problem, right? Then this arrangement wouldn’t work.’
“…You’re right.”
Nanamori’s point was valid.
But isn’t it enough as it is?
“So, as a partner for sexual release, you need to be reliable. Even if it’s fine now, who knows what will happen in the future? If you get sick when the time comes, that would be a problem too.”
As if reading my mind, Nanamori smiled mischievously.
“Plus, maybe we could do even more in the future? Wouldn’t that be better?”
Nanamori is even more insatiable than I am, isn’t she?
“Well, if that’s the case…please.”
“Fufu, leave it to me. I’ll make it for you occasionally from now on.”
“But if that’s the case, I want to do something for you too. Otherwise, I’m the only one getting the good stuff.”
“Huh? Well, I don’t mind. You’re providing me with a place to relax.”
“No, even so. I want the contract to be completely equal.’
If it tilts too much in one direction, it’s not good. It could cause a distortion somewhere and potentially strain the relationship.
“…If you say so, I understand. I’ll think of something.”
“Yeah, please do.”
And so, a new clause was added to our relationship.
From there, we started talking about trivial things, and the topic shifted to something else.
In the midst of that, Nanamori suddenly said,
“By the way, the midterm exams are coming up soon, aren’t they?”
At those words, I froze.
Maitoshi