(…And yet, how exactly should I go about… taking my time, not rushing, and not missing opportunities?)
Yuzuru was thinking back to the words of his boss at his part-time job – Hiromi.
He felt that his relationship with Arisa was at a bit of a standstill.
During the May holidays, the distance between them had shortened, and they had been able to kiss on the lips… But they had not been able to move forward from there.
Beyond that was so far away and the wall felt huge.
(No, to begin with, to feel hasty about such things… Am I being impatient? Is that not good?)
If he ends up too impatient, spinning out of control, and scaring Arisa, it will be a complete disaster.
Here, it would be better to proceed slowly and with much caution…
(But as a man, should I take the lead? …If I’m not aggressive, that in itself might make Arisa feel uneasy…)
He had never considered it seriously before.
However, Hiromi was Yuzuru’s senior in life.
He had lived at least twice as long as him.
He could not be underestimated.
Chance of Arisa is feeling insecure about the love she is getting from Yuzuru… and when you take that into account, Yuzuru being too cautious could be making Arisa feel uneasy.
(Mmm, this is tough…)
What should I do?
As he was thinking this, for the moment Yuzuru put his hand on Arisa’s shoulder.
The delicate shape of her shoulders was completely wrapped in Yuzuru’s palm.
The fabric of the gym uniform was moist, though only slightly.
“…”
“…”
As Yuzuru put his hand around her, Arisa put her weight against Yuzuru’s, one tempo behind.
The next thing he knew, Arisa’s head was on top of his shoulder.
Her light flaxen hair tickled Yuzuru’s cheek.
The smell of shampoo, antiperspirant, and a hint of sweat tickled his nose.
It was an amazing scent.
Yuzuru felt his rational mind going into overdrive.
“…Arisa.”
He called out her name and hugged her tightly.
Then touching her face, he leaned in to take her lips…
“Um, that…”
Slightly, Arisa’s hand pressed Yuzuru’s chest…
Yuzuru’s movements come to a halt.
“W-we’re in class… I mean it’s class-time and we’re outside…”
She rejected him softly.
Yuzuru was a little hurt.
But…
Currently, they were in the middle of a school event.
Above that they were out in the open under the blue sky… someone might see them.
With that in mind, Arisa’s point was reasonable.
This was probably Yuzuru’s case of being hasty.
“That’s true… Sorry.”
His fiancée will not dislike him because of this.
While telling himself that, Yuzuru tried to distance himself from Arisa a little bit.
But then, Arisa grabbed Yuzur’s clothes tightly.
Then she peered up at Yuzuru.
With green, moist eyes and a slightly flushed expression, Arisa said.
“When we get home, let’s, uh, do it… um, so until then…”
“Okay. I’ll be patient.”
Yuzuru was very much looking forward to going home.
AN: Yuzurun, who doesn’t know whether to push or pull.
TN: You know what to expect from the next few chapters…