I Want To Make The School's "Silent Princess" Talk, So I Invited Her (Who's Super Cute) Out On A Date Today. ~Anyways, She's So Very Intense When It Comes To Skinship, That It's Going To Take My Reason Away~ - Chapter 34

Chapter 34

Tutoring (no deep meaning)

 

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*Gatan* *Gatan* *Gatan* 

A rumbling sound echoed throughout the Train car.

 

Every time the train moved forward, a slight vibration was transmitted, and our bodies would shake and bump into each other.

 

I felt like a pervert when I thought this was a comfortable feeling.

 

“It’s empty, huh?”

“Mhn.”

 

Aikawa-san and I sat down on the seat while holding our bags. The train was empty in the afternoon, so there were not many people inside when we got in.

 

Well, Gifu was underpopulated compared to its surroundings…cough.

 

It was a rural area, so I guess not many people use the train during the day.

 

“What book are you reading, Aikawa-san?”

 

Unfortunately, I couldn’t see the spine of the book because it had a brown cover over it.

 

When I vaguely asked her that, she hurriedly closed the book in her bag.

 

Aikawa-san zipped up the book with a lot of force and tried to keep her ignorance to herself.

 

“Is it a Light Novel or something like that?”

“…Uun.”

“I’m really curious now…”

 

[Next Stop: 00 Station.]

 

It was the name of the station she always gets off at, so Aikawa-san and I got up from our seats.

 

(S-She’s not reading some sensual novels, right?)

 

With Aikawa-san acting suspiciously, I continued to think about the book until the train doors opened.

 

——

 

“It was so dark to see it properly last time, but… it’s so huge…”

 

Aikawa-san’s house was in a overwhelmingly different scale than ours.

 

Beautifully painted white walls, metallic gate and blue roofs that gives off a Western vibe.

 

There was a large car in the garage, and as if they had a vegetable garden, green beans and tomatoes were growing in their garden.

 

Just as I thought, Aikawa-san’s family seemed to be wealthy, and the scale of their house was much different than ours.

 

The last time I was here, I couldn’t tell much because of the dim streetlights and small light coming from the house.

 

“E-Excuse the intrusion…”

“Mhn.”

 

There didn’t seem to be anyone in the house, because we didn’t hear any reply or any sounds of life when we entered.

 

(It’s just the two of us at her house…)

 

The smell of Aikawa-san drifted slightly into the house. Once again, I realized that I was visiting the home of a person of the opposite sex, and because of that my heart started to race.

 

I put my shoes in an expensive looking shoebox with clearly visible wood grain and quietly walked up to the house. There was a vase of white lilies placed in the front, giving me the impression of a young lady’s house.

 

“It’s beautiful…”

 

As I was looking down the clean, dust-free hallway, Aikawa-san grabbed my sleeve. She seemed to be saying, “Follow me,” and once I turned to look at her, she slowly climbed the stairs.

 

(So I’m going to teach her up there?)

 

Aikawa-san then stopped in front of a door and slowly walked into the room.

 

After announcing that “I’m coming in,” I entered a house of the opposite gender for the first time (except for Mina).

 

“….”

 

Aikawa-san didn’t say anything.

 

“This is…”

 

–In a word, it was different.

 

I had imagined that a “Girl’s Room” would have stuffed animals near the bed, posters of her favorite idols, and so on.

 

To some extent, one’s room was an expression of one’s hobbies and interests.

 

For example, if you are an idol otaku, you may put up posters on the walls, and if you like literature, you may have a bookshelf full of books.

 

However, Aikawa-san’s room had none of those features, not even a single interior decoration.

 

The room had no sense of life, as if she had just moved in recently.

 

『Were you surprised?』

 

I answered honestly to the email she sent.

 

“Yeah… that’s right. Are you a minimalist or something?”

 

The term “minimalist” refers to people who reduce their possessions as much as possible and live with only the minimum amount of things they need.

 

It was said that people who wanted to live neatly and have a sense of freedom often have this kind of room.

 

“…Un.”

 

She affirmed it with a slight dark expression on her face.

 

(Maybe something happened to her…)

 

I had a bad feeling about touching the subject of my room any further.

 

So I put my bag on the floor and placed my study materials on the desk.

 

“If you can hold out there for today, I think you’ll pass the test. So, can you do it?”

 

When I asked her that, she answered immediately.

 

“Mhn.”

 

Perhaps the reward was having some effect.

 

Aikawa-san picked up the textbook next to her and opened the blue notebook with nothing written in it.

 

“All right, let’s start with a quick recap.”

“Mhn.”

 

If I start tutoring her right now, we should be done by around four o’clock. But I’ve made up my own provisional tests for the four subjects, so if I include those, I may be here until about six o’clock.

 

“…Nuu.”

 

After letting her solve a few problems, Aikawa-san’s hand stopped.

 

When I looked into the textbook, there was a problem on trigonometric functions, a standard problem that high school students struggle with.

 

“You can solve this one properly if you follow this order.”

 

Aikawa-san was especially bad at functions.

 

She could do simple math problems such as equations and factoring, but when it comes to these slightly twisted problems, her hand always stops.

 

I don’t know what the pass line is for the retest, but it’s always good to get as many points as possible.

 

I taught her the basics as clearly as I could.

 

(It’s still… smooth as ever, huh?)

 

Aikawa-san worked on the problem in silence. Then with nothing else to do, I continue to stare at her neat peach hair.

 

Each strand of her hair was covered with a sheen that made me want to take a look at it.

 

Until now I have been normally not touching anyone so… this somehow feels crazy.

 

II said I was going to give her “A pat on the head” as a reward, but it looked like it was going to happen sooner than I thought.

 

“…Mhn.”

 

To touch, or not to touch?

 

In the midst of a huge brawl between the angels and demons inside my head, Aikawa-san gently closed her notebook.

 

It seems that she’s done with the problem.

 

She then left the room and brought some orange juice and snacks for the two of us from downstairs.

 

“Thanks for your hard work, you did a really good job solving the problem.”

“Nuu!”

 

Aikawa-san was to the point, and once she learned something, she mastered it well.

 

If only she could open her mouth, and participate in the class properly, maybe she could become a good rival.

 

Aikawa-san sat down on the ground and slumped her posture.

 

I deliberately shifted my gaze to the wall as I could clearly see her healthy, plump thighs.

 

After all, there was no garment that tickles a man’s heart like a skirt.

 

The fact that it was so short that I could almost see it, but can’t, makes it even better…it really sticks in my sexual disposition.

 

“….”

 

In the end, I gave in to my lust and returned my gaze to her thighs.

 

I’ve touched her thighs once before during a piggyback ride, but if I could them raw instead of through a cloth… they must be even softer.

 

“…gulp.“

 

I was supposed to swallow it so she wouldn’t hear it, but It seemed to have reached Aikawa-san’s ears.

 

“…!?”

 

Noticing my gaze, she hurriedly covered her thighs with her bag.

 

“….”

 

Aikawa-san looked at me shyly with her flushed cheeks as if she was embarrassed.

 

『Ecchi.』

 

The moment the email arrived, I kneeled on the floor and decided to do a Dogeza in a grand gesture.

 

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