Since I’ve Entered the World of Romantic Comedy Manga, I’ll Do My Best to Make the Heroine Who Doesn’t Stick With the Hero Happy. - Chapter 46: In the Bath
After Hisamura left, I went home and had a late dinner.
I had forgotten that I hadn’t eaten dinner until late after nine o’clock at night.
If I hadn’t eaten earlier, that meant that Hisamura, who had been accompanying me all this while, hadn’t eaten either.
I felt even more bad when I made him stay with me at the basketball court the entire time. Which definitely made him lose his dinner.
(He’ll probably be just kind and say “Don’t worry about it.”)
I chuckled at the thought.
Hisamura is too kind, so it’s easy to imagine him saying that to me.
(If I were a bad woman, he’d be treated like a man only for my convenience.)
He is such a kind and nice person, so if the person he fell in love with was such a lousy woman, he would most likely be treated just fine.
Sei-chan imagined such a thing for herself and got a little frustrated at the thought.
(Well, I’ll never do that though. I’m not one of those lousy women. But well, maybe that’s why he fell in love with me in the first place. I really do love Hisamura. That’s why we’re going out after all.)
I blushed just thinking about it.
But well, I’m still in the living room and mom’s still here too so I can’t writhe about too much.
After finishing dinner, I tried not to think about Hisamura too much until after I returned to my room.
As I was taking a bath, I thought back on what had happened earlier today.
It’s been a while since I did any serious exercise recently, so my body is a little tired.
It was a holy grail to take a long bath, because baths at such times felt much better than usual.
“Haah… This is heavenly.”
I soaked up to my shoulders and let out a sigh from how good it felt.
As I was soaking in the bathtub, I rubbed my arms and legs to soothe myself after today’s exercise.
This was to avoid having any muscle pain the next day.
As I rubbed myself in the bath… It struck me.
“Did it get bigger again?”
There were two hemispheres floating just below my line of sight.
It seemed to be larger than before, though it was only a visual measurement from my side.
It started to swell when I was in junior high school, and now it was something that anyone could see and judge as ‘big’.
As sacred as it is, it is still very disturbing to me.
“But whenever I say that Shiho gets really angry.”
From the perspective of those that don’t have it, it seems to be very upsetting when those people say they don’t want it.
I remember one time I jokingly said to her “I’d even give you half of it.” and she gave me an extremely scary look in return.
Even though I was taking a bath, I shuddered at the thought of it.
After that, I tried not to talk about such things with Shiho too much.
“I wonder… which type Hisamura likes better,”
I muttered to myself. As expected it was extremely embarrassing and my face was dyed crimson immediately.
“It’s n-not like I really care about which type he likes more or anything!”
Well even if I say that out loud, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t care about it even a little bit.
“Ah… I heard that men generally prefer big ones. But there were also people that preferred smaller ones. I wonder which type Hisamura is… ”
After all, I’m his girlfriend. I would be happy if I was to Hisamura’s liking.
But this is not a problem that can be solved by effort.
And while you may be able to make a small one bigger, you can’t make a big one smaller.
(The only way is to ask him directly huh… THERE”S NO WAY I CAN ASK HIM THAT!)
As you can imagine, our relationship hasn’t progressed far enough for me to ask him about this so casually.
We’ve only been dating for a week now and it’s pretty healthy so far. We’re still only holding hands.
“B-But well, I really did want to hold hands with him.”
I couldn’t help but grin at the thought, and realizing this, I soaked deeper into the bathtub to cover my mouth.
Today, on the way back from Around One, we were riding our bikes together, so we couldn’t hold hands, as expected.
But rather than holding onto his hand, I managed to get even closer to him and put my hands on his shoulder instead.
It was the first time I had ever seen Hisamura’s back properly… I must confess that I was a bit nervous at the time, his back was a lot bigger than I had thought and his shoulder had a stockier frame that girls like me didn’t really have.
It was a lot of fun to be so close that I could feel his body heat with just a touch. It had a different thrill that you wouldn’t get from just holding hands.
And when I was given a ride back, I wondered if I should spoil him.
When we were riding home, he told me that he would be happy if I spoiled him often.
The reason I couldn’t to do so was because I didn’t know how to spoil people, and I was also embarrassed by the suddenness of it.
What came to my mind as an act of spoiling at that time was to have my head stroked lovingly.
Since I had no experience in love, I thought about the scene in a shounen manga where the heroine had her head stroked by the male lead.
The heroine looked embarrassed but also really happy when she got headpats by him.
That was what came to mind when I heard the word “Spoil”.
It was difficult to ask him to pat my head so I didn’t say anything.
“Maybe, I’ll mention it next time…”
I said this while soaking deeper in the water while my cheeks were dyed a crimson red once again.
Then suddenly, the phone on the edge of the bathtub rang.
I shouted in surprise. I calmed myself down and picked up my waterproof phone in the bath.
The reason it rang was because someone had contacted me on RINE.
I opened the app to see who it was and saw Shiho’s name on it.
Since I frequently RINE with Shiho, it was no surprise that she suddenly contacted me at this time.
“You went to a cafe with Hisamura-kun today, right? Did anything happen?”
That was it.
What do you mean, did something happen?
I couldn’t help but think that, but I replied quickly anyway.
“Yeah, we did. I don’t know exactly how, but after we went to the cafe, we went to Around One together.”
As soon as I sent it, it was read, and a few seconds later, I received a reply.
“You guys went to play then! Did you have fun?”
“Rather than playing, he accompanied me to my basketball practice, which was fun.”
“Practice for the match? That’s nice. How long did both of you stay there?”
“Until around 9.”
“Woah! It’s amazing how Sei-chan practiced so much. It’s also amazing how Hisamura-kun kindly accompanied you for so long too.”
“Ahh. Yeah, he was very helpful.”
“Did you kiss him as thanks?”
The message from Shiho made me scream out very loudly in the bath.
My voice echoed in the resonant bathroom which caused me to quickly cover up my mouth.
The speed of my typing becomes much faster than before, and the force of tapping the screen becomes even stronger.
“Eh? Could it be? That you haven’t even kissed yet?”
“No way! We’ve only been dating for a week!”
“No, that’s true, but with how lovey-dovey Sei-chan and Hisamura-kun are, I thought you already have.”
I never thought that Shiho would think of me that way.
I tried not to show my flusteredness in the message I had sent.
“WE’RE NOT LOVEY-DOVEY!”
“Don’t you sometimes hold hands when you’re eating lunch?”
“Hey, how did you know about that?”
I didn’t think they knew about it at all.
During lunch break at school, the five of us are eating together these days, and Hisamura was sitting right next to me.
Last week, while we were chatting after eating, Hisamura suddenly grabbed my hand under the desk.
At first, I was incredibly surprised and flustered to the level that anyone would look at me and ask me if something was wrong.
I immediately warned Hisamura in a low voice, but he didn’t learn his lesson and held my hand from time to time anyways.
When the five of us were eating together, the whole class would pay attention to us, but they were more interested in Shigemoto, Shiho and Tojoin, so me and Hisamura didn’t attract much attention.
And since they were eating at the very back of the room, there were no students on the side where Hisamura and I were sitting.
So even if we held hands under the desk, there was no one who could see us so clearly.
Taking advantage of that, Hisamura held my hand and enjoyed my reaction very much.
“That’s just Hisamura grabbing my hand… we definitely weren’t holding hands at all.”
I sent a complete and utter lie.
“Ehh? But Sei-chan also grabbed his hand too, didn’t you?”
“Hey, really, how did you know about that? Could it be that Hisamura told you!”
Indeed it was true. Last friday I grabbed Hisamura’s hand to even things out.
Hisamura’s reaction was extremely interesting and it was incredibly satisfying to get revenge. But it wasn’t long till he got back at me by locking our arms with a lover’s hand instead.
I didn’t expect Shiho to notice it at all.
“I only grabbed his hands once! And that was to get back at all the times Hisamura had gotten on me. As for the lover’s hand, It was Hisamura who did it in the first place!”
“Aha, I knew you were holding hands but I didn’t know you guys were holding each other’s hands in a lover’s way.”
“Eh? What do you mean?”
“I only knew that you were holding hands under the desk. But the lover’s hand was told to me by none other than Sei-chan herself just now.”
I feel like something like this has happened before.
“I’VE BEEN SET UP AGAIN!”