The Gal Next to Me Is Trying Too Hard to Make Me Fall in Love With Her
“Haa… I’m tired…”
In my room, I take a deep breath and take off my clothes.
Except for Subaru’s house, this is the first time in my life I’ve been in a girl’s room.
The room is full of signs of daily life, and during the cleaning process, I can’t help but touch her underwear. The owner of the house is sleeping with a look of complete relaxation on her face, which is also cute. She even calls out to me in her sleep.
This is… no, it’s impossible.
There’s no way I wouldn’t be nervous!
My back was already soaked in sweat.
The underwear felt heavy, and I worried that she might think it smelled bad.
…Maybe I should take a quick shower instead of just changing clothes.
But if I take too long to come back, she might get worried. The way Amagi-san is now, she might start crying just from that.
“Alright, that’s good…wait”
After changing clothes, I head to Amagi-san’s room.
The moment I open the door—my thoughts come to a halt.
The living room at the end of the short hallway. Even though it was tidy, the floor was covered in clothes.
The door to the changing room was open, and light was coming from inside.
What had happened in the short ten minutes?
I cautiously peeked into the changing room and saw Amagi lying motionless between the bathroom and the changing room, half-naked.
“Amagi san!? P-Please, stay with me!!”
“…Huh? Ah… No, no…! I’m smelly…”
“What are you talking about…?”
Her consciousness must be fading.
She couldn’t hold a conversation, and her body was limp.
Maybe she was worried about sweating and tried to take a bath?
That’s too much for her condition…
“Let’s get you back to bed first!”
The buttons on her pajama top were all undone, and her pants were off. It was awkward to look at or touch her, but I couldn’t just leave her there.
Where should I touch her? How should I lift her?
No, there’s no time to hesitate. If I leave her like this, her condition will worsen.
I made up my mind, lifted her up, and managed to carry her.
Sitting on the bed, Amagi slumped down and didn’t move at all. However, she was muttering something under her breath, and when I listened closely, she was repeating, “I have to change clothes” and “I have to clean up.”
“Ugh, enough…”
I scratched my head, took a towel, wet it with water, and put it in the microwave. While it was heating up, I picked out a new pajama set from the clothes scattered on the floor.
“I’ll wipe your body, so please give up on taking a bath today.”
“…Ugh…”
Amagi let out a sound that wasn’t quite a voice.
Is that… consent? She’s barely conscious…
First, the upper body. Under the pajamas was a black camisole.
I struggled to know where to look as I wiped from her neck to her shoulders, from her sides to her arms. Then I gently lifted the camisole to wipe the sweat from her back and stomach.
“…Hmm, uu… Saeki…”
“Ah, don’t worry. I won’t touch any strange places… I swear, absolutely not…”
“…Breasts…”
“Huh?”
“Breasts too… Ah, sweat…”
“…………”
Normally, I would tell her to do it herself, but there was no way I could do that now.
I took a deep breath and slipped my hand inside her camisole.
Slowly, carefully, hesitantly.
I moved upward, further upward.
“Ugh…”
With a soft touch.
Something hot, soft, and damp touched my fingertips.
At the same time, Amagi let out a sound, looked at me with a click, and lowered her eyelids again. The silence spoke of her desire for me to continue.
“I’m sorry… I really don’t have any strange intentions…”
I wiped the lower part of her chest, then the cleavage.
Feeling an overwhelming mass that made my head go blank, I managed to finish the upper body and put on the new pajamas.
“Next… the lower half, okay?”
Like the top, black shorts.
I’d seen underwear countless times while cleaning, but there was a world of difference between seeing them just lying there and seeing them being worn.
I whipped my brain, which was about to start thinking unnecessary thoughts, and pressed a towel against her thighs, wiping toward her inner thighs.
Amagi let out a painful yet sweet moan, making me feel like I was doing something very wrong.
Calm down.
This is just assistance. I’m only doing this because she won’t lie still otherwise. It’s not lewd, and of course, it’s not an improper relationship.
“Saeki… mm, uu…”
“It’ll be over soon! Just a little longer… just a little more!”
It took a lot of effort to put pants on someone who couldn’t move much on their own, but I managed to do it.
I laid her on the bed and took a deep breath.
Before I knew it, even though I had just changed clothes, I was soaked in sweat again.
My forehead, back, and armpits were in terrible shape, and I couldn’t figure out why I had gone back to the room in the first place.
“…Thank you…”
“It’s okay. We help each other out when we’re in trouble.”
“…………”
“What’s wrong?”
Amagi stared at me intently.
Her red eyes trembled slightly, and soon tears welled up. They fell as large drops, soaking the pillow.
“Are you okay!? Does anything hurt…?”
She shook her head weakly.
With a painful moan, tears streamed down her face.
“Ah, I… I’m no good…!”
She clenched her teeth in regret and sniffed.
“I’ve been causing trouble for Saeki… He cleaned up for me, but I messed it all up…”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it later…”
“Today too… I had an audition for work, so I got energy from Saeki this morning! But I ended up ruining it!”
She recalled this morning.
[…Hold me tight.]
The audition… It wasn’t a sign of illness, but something else.
Amagi is talented, but I haven’t heard that her career is going smoothly.
That’s why this audition was so important.
“I caused trouble for the agency and the manager! They gave me this chance, and I messed it up! I want to value both Saeki and my work, but I’m being terrible to both of them…”
Saying that, she burst into tears like a child.
Her sorrowful expression was too much to bear, and I wanted her to smile, so I instinctively hugged her.
I could say things like, “I don’t mind,” or “The people at work will understand,” but none of those words felt comforting, so I couldn’t bring myself to say them.
After ten or twenty minutes, Amagi began to breathe softly.
She was physically exhausted, and on top of that, she had been crying hysterically, so it was only natural that her strength had given out.
“…………”
I wiped her tear-stained face with a tissue, covered her with a blanket, and looked down at her.
A single thought lit up in my chest.
I find it strange, even to myself.
I’m aware that I’m too kind-hearted.
If Subaru heard this, she would probably laugh.
But even so.
What can I do for Amagi san?
I can’t help but think that.
I can’t help but care about her, to an unbearable extent, to an uncontrollable extent.
I can’t take my eyes off her, it hurts.
I want to be by her side, it’s agonizing.
Maiban