When I Go Back in Time, My Ex-wife Is Making a Passionate Approach to Me, and I’m Having Trouble With It
Back at the inn we start writing again. My writing has been progressing since I stopped worrying about the beginning of the book. Writing a novel is fun.
It is also wonderful to have friends to write with. It is usually hard to find people who write novels.
In the afternoon, when I open the windows at the inn, a nice breeze comes in, allowing me to concentrate on writing.
For the next few hours, we concentrated on our writing. As the sun began to set, I stopped typing.
“I’ve written a chapter.”
“That’s pretty good for your first time,”
Haruka called out to me.
“How much have you written, Kurosaki-san?”
“I’m in the middle of the second chapter.”
“You are a fast writer after all.”
“Well. It’s just that we have different experiences in writing.”
At what age did Haruka start writing? The most likely age is middle school, but even with that, she has between three and five years of experience. It is only natural that there is a difference in quality between me and a beginner.
“I think it’s best to start out with the idea of completing a novel. Surprisingly, the most common stumbling block for beginners is not being able to finish a novel and then having it fall apart.”
A “fading” is when a novel stops being updated in the middle of a story. When you browse through online novels, you will find a lot of novels that have been edited.
“I certainly don’t want to be that kind of writer.”
“Right? No matter how bad it is, you have to finish it first. That will give you strength.”
“Yeah. I’ll do my best to finish it.”
My novel is just a bunch of my own fantasies, and the structure is probably absurd. But it was important for me to finish it.
“I can tell from your writing that you love novels. If you keep writing, I think you will produce good works.”
Tachibana also said so. I stretched and turned off my computer.
“I’m going to the hot springs.”
“I’m going with you.”
“No, I want to wash my body.”
“I’ll wash your back for you.”
Haruka doesn’t seem to have any intention of backing down.
“I’ll go back in later. You two go ahead.”
Tachibana said so, and Haruka and I headed to the hot spring together. Even though we had a mixed bath yesterday, it was not a good idea to get this close to Haruka. It is undesirable to have an event that crosses the line between men and women.
Haruka and I should remain friends. Even if we were to fall in love, what awaits us is destruction.
I undress in the changing room and wrap a bath towel around me. As I did yesterday, I enter the bathroom first and pour the bathwater over myself.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Haruka comes in with a bath towel wrapped around her. I didn’t wash my body yesterday, I don’t feel good about not washing two days in a row. I sit down in front of the shower and soak the towel I have prepared in the hot water.
“I’ll wash your back.”
Haruka said and took the towel from me. Then she puts the towel on my back and begins to scrub my back with gentle hands.
“I wonder if I can use this situation of having my back washed by a girl in my class for my novel.”
“Well. This kind of precious experience will become the flesh and blood of a novelist. Savor it to the fullest.”
“It tickles me to have someone wash my back.”
Haruka rubs my back with a towel and touches it with her bare hands.
“Kurosaki-san?”
“I’ve never seen such a big back. It’s totally different from mine.”
“I’m a man, after all.”
“I think you have a nice body.”
“And Kurosaki-san has a nice body, too.”
“…… Pervert”
Haruka’s body was great. I have that memory. I had not laid on her skin that many times, but I still wanted Haruka’s body back then.
“Do you want to see it?”
Haruka whispers in my ear. I involuntarily gulp at the sound of her glamorous voice.
“I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to see it. But I won’t.”
“Why?”
“I want to be friends with Kurosaki-san.”
“Friends. ……”
Haruka went quiet and sighed. To be honest, I was troubled by Haruka’s temptations. I had no intention of getting back together with Haruka, but perhaps because I was back in high school, the emotions from those days were coming back to me. My feelings for Haruka were holding me back.
“I want to be friends with Shinohara-kun too. But are we friends, us?”
“I think we are friends.”
“I see. I am not. I see Shinohara-kun as a boy. I see you as a woman.”
“Kurosaki-san ……”
I was taken aback by her clear words of affection. Was Haruka really this proactive? Haruka, who fell in love, rushed ahead with all her heart.
“I’m sorry. I can only think of Kurosaki-san as just a friend.”
I mustn’t let myself be dominated here. The tragedy will only repeat itself again.
“That’s fine for now.”
Haruka said quietly and whispered in my ear.
“I’ll definitely make you say you love me.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her words. I had clearly rejected Haruka’s advances. But instead of showing any sign of giving up, Haruka said something that made me think she was going to attack me further.
“Shall I wash your front too?”
“No! I’ll wash it myself!”
I took the towel from Haruka and washed the front of my body. In high school, I would have jumped at Haruka’s confession.
But I don’t have any idea how I would do it again with Haruka. I’d rather not go out with her than end up like that.