At first, Umi was the one buzzing with excitement about our travel plans, but as we delved deeper into the details, I found myself thinking, I really want to go.
Theme parks, hot springs, famous tourist spots—our budget wouldn't stretch that far, but a one-night, two-day trip seemed manageable if we pooled all our part-time job earnings.
After some discussion, we settled on a date for the end of June, about two months away. It just so happened that our school's founding anniversary, a holiday, fell around that time. Combined with the weekend, it gave us a perfect three-day window for a short getaway.
"It'd probably be better than scheduling it during summer vacation, right… y'know?"
"Totally. Our school gets crazy busy during summer break. Especially this year, with the sports festival."
Our high school alternates between a cultural festival and a sports festival each year. Unlike the autumn cultural festival, the sports festival is held at the beginning of September for some reason, right after summer vacation ends.
Although summer vacation is about a month and a half long, from mid-August onward, it's almost entirely consumed by preparations and practice for the sports festival. For students directly involved, like the executive committee and student council officers, it means being called to school nearly every day, save for a few days off during the Obon holidays.
I swear, this school has a grudge against summer vacation.
Well, there was no use complaining about what was already decided. We just had to make the best of it. Summer vacation was out. And from autumn onward, we'd have to start seriously thinking about university entrance exams. It was truly now or never.
"…Hey Maki, about the trip, did you talk to Masaki-obasan?"
"Not yet. She's supposed to be home early today, so I was planning to ask her then… From the sound of it, you haven't spoken to Sora-san either, Umi?"
"…Ehehe."
It seemed Umi hadn't managed to ask yet, either.
Going on a trip as a couple is pretty common, but we were just second-year high school students—still kids, in other words. From buying a smartphone to opening a bank account for our part-time earnings, we needed our parents' permission for everything.
There were no specific rules against traveling, and some adults (like Emi-senpai) might say, "You're young, just go for it! Oh, and while you're at it, do that too," but realistically, we knew we had to get our parents' proper permission. We had to consider what would happen if something went wrong. This was different from just hanging out in a nearby city or at an amusement park.
"We should tell them about our plans as soon as possible… but what do you think? Will Sora-san give her permission?"
"…Honestly, it seems a bit tough. What about your mom?"
"Probably the same."
Neither of us had explicitly asked to go on a trip alone together, but we had been dropping hints. The reactions from my mom—and likely from Sora-san and Daichi-san—had not been favorable. They seemed to have a "feel free to do as you please" attitude about a graduation trip or anything after that, but as parents, they were probably worried about a lot of things.
Still, even if I could understand their feelings, the free time Umi and I had left was surprisingly short. Our once-in-a-lifetime high school experience already had less than two years remaining. I believed (and wanted to believe) that my relationship with Umi would continue long after graduation, but there were some memories that would be precious precisely because they were made during this time in our lives.
We had to tell them how we felt, even if it was a long shot.
"Umi, on the way home today, would it be okay if I dropped by your place? I'd like to ask Sora-san myself, too."
"Really? It'd be easier to persuade her with you there, Maki… Okay, I'll let my mom know. Oh, since we're at it, let's have dinner together!"
And just like that, with Sora-san's cheerful consent, a dinner party was hastily arranged. For now, though, I braced myself for a harsh lecture. A trip with just the two of us inevitably implied more than just a trip.
This was a personal problem of mine, but besides the travel plans with Umi, there was one other thing on my mind.
It was about my relationship with Umi.
Although I say that, it's not like there was any problem. My relationship with Umi was going very smoothly. Christmas, New Year's, Valentine's Day, White Day, her first birthday since we became a couple, and the recent class tournament—with every event, our feelings for each other grew stronger. We'd grown into such a lovey-dovey couple that our friends and family were fed up with us.
My love for Umi had only deepened since we started dating. To the point where I wanted to become even closer to her.
If the trip at the end of June happened, Umi and I would have been dating for exactly six months. Half a year… wasn't it about time for us to take things to the "next level"?
"Maki, we still have plenty of time until dinner, so let's watch that movie we rented while we have some snacks. Come on, over here, next to me."
"Ah, yeah. I'll take you up on that."
I placed the snacks and juice I'd just bought at the convenience store on the table and sat down on the sofa next to Umi. It was a three-seater with more than enough space, but we huddled together in the middle, pressing against each other, our arms entwined, and our hands held firmly. This was our usual style.
"Phew~ it was still chilly a little while ago, but with May just around the corner, it's gotten really hot, hasn't it? Maki, this is a bit improper, but can I take off my blazer?"
"Yeah. There's a hanger on the curtain rail, so use that."
"Mm, thanks."
Umi usually wore her uniform neatly, but when she was here, she let herself be a bit sloppy. She took off her blazer, removed her ribbon tie, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse, revealing a glimpse of her usually hidden white skin. I instinctively looked away.
"…Nfufu, Maki, what's wrong? Your face is really red."
"No, it's nothing… you know, it's hot today."
"Hmm? Well, if that's the case, I guess it's fine~?" she teased, now in her little devil mode. She clung to my arm, pressing her chest against me.
Judging from her behavior, it was probably obvious, but lately, I found myself looking at Umi with lecherous eyes more and more often. The cleavage peeking through the gap of her blouse, her thighs that her uniform skirt couldn't completely hide…
Honestly, I wasn't so conscious of it at the beginning of our relationship. I was satisfied just having her next to me, just our skin touching. But as our relationship progressed and we grew more comfortable, the desire to see and touch more daring places welled up inside me. I might act quiet at school, but underneath, I was just a normal high school boy who was very interested in sexual things.
In front of me was a girl who was ridiculously cute, had a great figure, and openly told me she 'loved' me. So, to be frank…
…Of course, I want to do it.
"Oh, this scene looks pretty impressive, don't you think? It wouldn't be bad if this keeps up throughout the whole movie, right?"
"Y-Yeah… I guess it's a matter of adult circumstances."
Watching a movie and chatting with her like this was fun, but in my current state, I couldn't concentrate.
Sharks that attacked people even after being washed up on the sand.
The soft sensation of Umi's arm against mine.
Her smooth, white skin.
A minor male character being swallowed whole.
The sweet scent of Umi, mixed with a hint of sweat, tickling my nose.
The faint sound of her breathing in my ear.
…Seventy, no, eighty percent of my consciousness was focused on Umi. The warming weather might have had something to do with it, but my mind was running wild again today. It was a happy time, just the two of us, but right now, I wished it would pass just a little bit faster. It was only at times like these that the movie felt unusually long.
And what's more…
"…Maki, you're wide open."
"Ugh…! Umi, don't poke my side like that all of a sudden. I'm still sensitive when it's unexpected."
"Ehehe. You were just staring off into space with such a dazed look, I couldn't help it."
"Th-This is how I usually sit."
"Oh~? I wonder about that~? Tickle, tickle."
"Eek… I told you to stop tickling me…"
…And Umi's physical affection felt more frequent than usual. After being tossed about by stimulating sensations—visual, tactile, and olfactory—I somehow managed to get through the entire movie with a calm mind.
"…Hmm, I wasn't sure at first, but it was actually pretty interesting. Maki, that was a good choice. I shall praise you for it."
"Well, thank you."
As the end credits rolled with NG scenes, Umi arched her back like a bow and stretched. My gaze unconsciously turned towards her taut blouse… but I managed to stop myself. I was aware that I was quite a closet pervert, but today, I was unusually interested in her.
[Note: In Japanese and Korean film/TV production, "NG" stands for "No Good." An NG scene refers to a failed take — due to mistakes, flubbed lines, or laughter — often compiled into blooper reels for comedic effect.]
"Oh, my mom messaged me. …'I splurged and ordered sushi today, so bring Maki-kun over early.' Looks like we're having a feast, Maki."
"I feel bad every time… but thank you very much."
It was a little earlier than planned, but we couldn't keep the special food waiting. We quickly got ready and left my house.
My mind was so full of worldly desires that I'd almost forgotten, but the main purpose of today was to get permission for our trip. If I could get Sora-san's approval, persuading my own mom should be easier. While discussing how to approach Sora-san, we headed to the now-familiar Asanagi residence.
As soon as I stepped into the foyer, the refreshing scent of flowers from Sora-san's gardening hobby greeted me. The first time I was invited over, back when Umi and I were just friends, I was so nervous I thought I'd go crazy. But now, after being treated to dinner once or twice a month and even staying over when I was sick, I'd gotten quite used to it.
Sora-san, hearing Umi's return, came pattering from the living room.
"Mom, I'm home. I brought Maki."
"Excuse me for intruding, Sora-san."
"Fufu, welcome back, you two. The sushi's already here, so come on in. Oh, make sure to wash your hands first."
Lately, Sora-san had started saying 'welcome back' to me, too. It felt a bit ticklish, since I wasn't part of the Asanagi family, but it wasn't a bad feeling. This place was like a second home to me now, though I was always careful with my manners.
We washed our hands in the washroom and entered the living room, where a delicious spread was laid out on the table. In the center was a large sushi platter, surrounded by a colorful salad, a fruit platter, chicken wings, beef-heavy nikujaga, and a steaming pot of miso soup. There were so many Japanese-style dishes that it was hard to find an empty spot.
"I got a bit carried away and made too much, so Maki-kun, please take the leftovers home in Tupperware, okay? I heard a little complaint… I mean, I got a message from Masaki-san the other day. Are you busy during this holiday too?"
"Well… it's a holiday for most people, but for us, it's business as usual."
The Asanagi family had really been taking care of both my mother and me. My mom, having made a friend in Sora-san, was gradually regaining the brightness she'd had when the three of us lived together as a family. I was grateful for that.
It was great to have a fun dinner, but tonight, there was a rare person joining us.
"—Yo."
"Ah, Riku-san… h-hello, excuse me for intruding."
"Geh, Big brother…"
Ignoring Umi's slightly disgusted expression for a moment, it seemed her older brother, Riku-san, was joining us for dinner. I'd been indebted to the Asanagi family frequently since becoming Umi's boyfriend—New Year's, Valentine's Day, Umi's birthday—but it had been a while since I'd had a proper meal with Riku-san.
Usually when I visited, Riku-san was cooped up in his room upstairs. I'd only catch a glimpse of him when he went to the bathroom. What's more, today he wasn't in his usual sweats but was wearing proper casual clothes—a spring shirt and jeans. For a moment, I didn't recognize him.
"Why is Big brother here? It's not snowing today, is it?"
"Of course I'm here, I live here. Are you an idiot? Calling your senior of more than ten years an abnormal weather phenomenon… I don't want to hear that from you, with your head in the clouds and a brain full of love for your boyfriend."
"Huh? It's better than someone who's all gloomy and cooped up with a head full of moss."
"Ah?"
"What is it?"
The Asanagi siblings, Umi and Riku-san, weren't on bad terms, but they always bickered like this when I was around. I wanted to take Umi's side, but she had started it this time, so it was hard to defend her.
"Hey, you two, stop it. Even if Maki-kun is a familiar face, you're in front of a guest. Don't embarrass us."
"Guh…"
"Eek…!"
Sora-san stepped between them and gave each a flick on the forehead, quickly defusing the situation.
"I'm sorry, Maki-kun. The food is going to taste bad because of the atmosphere these idiots created."
"Oh, no. Please don't mind me…"
Given that the well-grown Umi and the adult Riku-san were both crouching and holding their foreheads, they must have gotten a pretty strong flick.
I might get one myself depending on how persuasive I am.
Thanks to Sora-san's intervention, the atmosphere returned to normal, and we started the dinner party. The sushi was delicious, but Sora-san's cooking was the best. The slightly strongly seasoned fried chicken and nikujaga, made to suit our younger tastes, made me crave a bowl of white rice, even with the sushi.
"Hmm? Oh, Maki, you're only eating meat again… You'll go right back to being unhealthy if you don't eat your vegetables. Here, pass me your plate."
"…Yes, sorry."
"Geez, you become a mess as soon as I take my eyes off you… Here you go."
"Yeah. Thanks, Umi."
"Well, I can do this much at least… and what is it, mom? Why are you staring and grinning at us like that?"
"Fufu. Because the moment I stopped looking, you've started acting like Maki-kun's little wife. But if you want to manage your precious boyfriend's nutrition, you'll have to start learning how to cook properly soon, won't you?"
"W-Well, I'll try my best, but…"
It seemed Umi had been trying her best at more than just making chocolates since Valentine's Day. She managed that gateau chocolat, so with a bit of practice, she should be able to handle regular cooking. I looked forward to the day I could taste her home cooking and handmade bentos. Of course, I'm prepared to gladly accept even the failures along the way. Even if it's charcoal.
"By the way, Big brother, why are you dressed like that today? Isn't that a bit much just for a trip to the convenience store?"
"About that, Umi. Riku was unusually motivated today—"
"Tch… Mom, you don't have to tell her every little thing."
"Oh, what's wrong with it? She's worried about her big brother in her own way. Right, Umi?"
"Eh? No, I'm planning to move out after high school, so I'm not that concerned…"
"You. Are. Worried. Aren't. You?"
"Ah, yes. You're right."
Umi flinched at her mother's 'pressure,' but even I was a little curious about Riku-san. I knew a fair bit about Umi, Sora-san, and even Daichi-san, but not much about Riku-san. He was almost thirty, unemployed, and seemed to be spending his days leisurely at home. I sensed there were circumstances, but I wondered if there had been some kind of change of heart. I had a pretty good idea of what he was doing today, though.
"Um, Riku-san… it's not my place to ask, but were you at the public employment security office earlier? When we came in, I saw you hiding some papers that looked like that."
"Eh? Seriously? Big brother, you went to Hello Work?"
"…Yeah, so what? Is it a crime?"
"No, it's not a crime at all, it's something to be happy about. But why?"
"That's right. I was wondering the same thing. Hey Riku, what's gotten into you?"
"Do you two have to attack your eldest son like that… Well, I admit the timing was sudden."
My guess was correct. While Umi and I were watching the shark movie, Riku-san had bravely taken a new step forward. I knew Sora-san and Daichi-san were worried, so I could understand why Sora-san looked so happy. Whatever the reason, it was a good thing. However, Riku-san's expression wasn't very bright. Maybe he's tired from his first job search in a while. He wasn't eating much, either.
"Anyway, that's enough about me. I went to Hello Work, yeah, but I didn't have any particular success."
"Aren't you going to get a part-time job? The pizza place where Maki works is still hiring, you know. Right?"
"Yeah. The manager mentioned a delivery person quit, so they'd want someone with a driver's license right away…" They were hiring, but the conditions weren't great. It was fine for a student like me, but I couldn't really recommend it to Riku-san.
"More importantly, Maki, don't you have something to talk about too? As a little payback, you brought something unusual in your tote bag today, didn't you? A magazine or something."
"Huh? You saw? Peeking at my boyfriend's things, you're seriously the worst."
"Now, now, Umi… I was the one who did it first."
Since I usually came empty-handed, carrying a bag today must have seemed strange to both Riku-san and Sora-san.
As presentation material for our trip, Umi and I had prepared travel magazines.
"Hmm, hmm… well, I understand what you're all talking about, so let's continue after we've finished eating. You don't have school tomorrow, so it's fine if we stay up a little late. Maki-kun, since you're here, why don't you stay over tonight? We have the clothes you used last time."
"Yes. In that case, I'll take you up on your offer."
Well, whether it went well or not, it seemed tonight would be a little longer.
After we stuffed ourselves with food and packed the leftovers into Tupperware containers, the three of us—Umi, Sora-san, and I—moved to the guest room.
The familiar scent of rush grass from the tatami mats filled the air. It was the room I usually stayed in, but with Sora-san sitting across from me, the atmosphere felt different.
"So, you two. What did you want to talk about? Don't tell me you got carried away and did something you shouldn't have…"
"O-Of course not. That kind of thing is still…"
"Hmm? Still?"
"I didn't say anything! Geez, you're such an idiot, mom!"
"But you two are so close… you're stuck together even now."
"That's… because it's fine, isn't it? We're a couple."
Blushing, Umi clung tightly to my side. For now, I would be the one to start the conversation.
"Sora-san, are you aware that our high school has its founding anniversary at the end of June? It's on the fourth Monday of the month."
"Yes. Since it's Monday it'll be a three-day holiday for you… you're free to go on a date if you want?"
"…Mom, you're saying that on purpose, aren't you? There's no way we'd create such a formal atmosphere just for a day trip."
"That's true. But it's not set in stone yet. Then, you have to state your business clearly, right? You're the one asking, and I'm the one being asked. Do you understand?"
"Mmph…"
Umi, completely at the mercy of Sora-san's pace, secretly pinched my side with a pouting expression. Her human-like side, a stark contrast to her perfect demeanor at school, was adorable, but I wished she'd stop making my side red every time.
While patting Umi's head, who had turned away from her "stupid mom," I returned to the main topic.
"Um, Sora-san. I have a direct request. During that three-day holiday, I would like to go on a trip with Umi-san."
"…And that's just the two of you, of course, right?"
""Yes."" we both nodded in sync.
I wanted to keep the momentum going, but it felt too early to spread out our documents. First, I'd see Sora-san's reaction. As we stared at her with serious gazes, she surprised us by saying casually,
"Hmm… okay?"
"Eh?"
"…Huh?"
At the unexpected answer, both Umi and I could only give a blank response. Was it really okay? To get permission so easily?
"What's wrong? Did I say something strange?"
"No, it's not that… but, you know?"
"Y-Yeah."
Our request was approved so smoothly that we were both bewildered. We had prepared for her to be reluctant, so it felt like an anticlimax.
"Well, you know… after hearing Umi complain to herself all the time since April, I started to feel like I should just let you. I was just like you when I was young, and besides, I'm not really in a position to be lecturing you."
Umi's dissatisfaction after the class change had been considerable, so even if she didn't complain directly, it must have gotten through.
"So, how far have you two planned? You're both serious people, so you've probably thought it through quite well, right?"
"Ah, yes. Here it is…"
At Umi's prompting, I took out the travel magazines and web printouts from my tote bag and placed them in front of Sora-san. We had calculated potential destinations, accommodations, transportation, and a budget. It felt like a business negotiation, but this was just the kind of couple Umi and I were—ridiculously serious, but so in love that we sometimes did things that were a bit off the wall. We were such a (foolish) couple that even those around us couldn't help but be exasperated.
"I see. It's not that far, and you're doing it just before things get crowded, so there shouldn't be too much trouble."
"Yes. If anything happens, we'll be sure to contact you. Also, the transportation is good, so it should be fine even if it ends up being a day trip at worst."
"So you'd be okay if I changed my mind and said 'no overnight stays, come back'?"
"…Yeah. I might complain a little, but if mom and dad are really that worried."
A day trip would be more of an 'outing' than a 'trip,' making it easier to get permission. It was a shame, but it couldn't be called a compromise otherwise.
"Hmm, you two have thought this through more than I expected. With this, it would be easier for me to talk to your father…"
"Yes. With that in mind, we'd be happy if you could approve it."
"Mom, please. Thinking about the future, this is our only chance."
We had conveyed our feelings; now the final decision was up to Sora-san. She didn't seem to have any intention of denying it outright, but we understood it was difficult for her to decide on her own. The whole thing hinged on whether we could get Sora-san on our side to persuade my mom, and then Umi's father, Daichi-san.
As we waited for a reaction from Sora-san, who was looking down at our documents thoughtfully, the ringing of the house phone echoed from beyond the fusuma.
"? Oh, who could it be at this hour… Excuse me for a moment."
As Sora-san left the room, the tense atmosphere eased slightly.
"…Maki, it looks like we might be able to work something out."
"Yeah. If not, we can just put the money towards a graduation trip."
"In that case, we'll have to go all out, you know. With Yuu and Nina… too."
"Let's make sure to include Nozomu too. We'll rarely get to see him after graduation."
We hadn't told Amami-san and the others yet, but we wanted to go on a graduation trip with the five of us. They were my three most important friends after Umi, but our current relationship would probably only last for a little less than two years. The bill for having been a loner until now was coming all at once, making things hectic, but for me, it was probably just right.
"—Sorry to keep you waiting. Well, shall we continue our conversation?"
Just as our chat ended, Sora-san returned. She'd only been gone a few minutes, but her expression was unusually grumpy and pouty, just like Umi. I knew right away.
"Mom, who was on the phone?"
"It was my mother-in-law."
"Mother-in-law… so, Mizore-obaachan?"
"Yes. She just stated her business one-sidedly and hung up before I could say anything."
"…You two are the same as ever. Why don't you just make up already?"
"Umi, I've told you before, I want to get along. It's just that the other party is so stubborn."
"I see. It looks like it'll still be a while before the ice thaws."
It seemed Daichi-san's parents called earlier.
"Umi, that, Mizore-obaachan…"
"Yeah. My dad's mom… my paternal grandmother. It looks like they used to live together before I was born, but I don't know why they get along so poorly…"
"Umi? You shouldn't be telling Maki-kun things that may or may not be true."
"I'm just telling it like it is from my perspective, though…"
I had heard from Umi that they didn't get along, but it seemed better for me not to touch on this subject. To make the usually smiling Sora-san this tired in just a few minutes… she must be a rather difficult person.
Well, setting that aside, we returned to the matter of the trip.
"As I said before, personally, I think it's fine to let you go. I understand that you two have talked things over properly, like the money and what to do if something happens."
"So, it's okay for me to go on a trip with Maki, just the two of us? Yay."
"Hey, don't try to force the conversation to a conclusion. Geez, why are you so much like that person in this respect… no, that doesn't matter right now."
"…So, you personally think it's 'OK,' but you can't approve it for now… is that how it is? After all."
"…Yes. I'm sorry, but I think you're right, Maki-kun."
Sora-san smiled apologetically and returned our documents. The initial 'it's fine' was surprising, but the conclusion was more or less what I had expected.
"First of all, I trust you two. I hear about it from Umi every day, and Maki-kun, you always report to me and you're polite to my husband and Riku as well. I'm a little concerned that you're too clingy, but you seem to be continuing your relationship with moderation… so I thought it would be fine to entrust my daughter to you for a one-night, two-day trip. I think my husband would agree if I talked to him too."
"…But, you're worried about what would happen if something happened to me, your daughter, is that it?"
"That's right. And of course, the same goes for you, Maki-kun."
My mother would probably say the same. As long as we were out of the house, there was always the chance for trouble, but an overnight trip was a different story. In a place far from home, just the two of us 'children'—some might call it excessive worry, but as a parent, there were circumstances that forced caution.
"I'm sure you two feel it in your daily lives, but appearances are important. Thinking of your feelings, I want to let you go. But if something were to happen, it would cause trouble for many people. Do you remember the incident where you stayed out all night before you were dating? Honestly, if Masaki-san's call had been a few minutes late, I was thinking of contacting the police."
""…""
Bringing that up really hurt. At the time, thanks to my mom's quick response, we avoided any trouble, but without it, it would have become quite a commotion. It might have even exposed the Asanagi family to the curious eyes of the neighborhood. It's constricting to always worry about what others think, but it's probably why we can live our lives safely.
"So, the conclusion is: under the current conditions, I can't approve it just yet. If you absolutely want to go, please first pass your university entrance exams and graduate from high school."
"…Even a day trip is no good, huh."
"I thought about that, but I'd still prefer it if there was at least one adult with you. That would make a big difference."
In other words, we needed a chaperone. The only person I could think of was Emi-senpai, but she had her shifts, and I couldn't cause her too much trouble. Also, Umi didn't think very highly of Emi-senpai.
"Mmm… we thought of so many things together, just me and Maki… you're so mean, mom."
"But I understand how Sora-san feels, so it can't be helped. It's not like it's a complete no, so let's try again another time."
"That's right, Umi. It's no good now, but maybe the situation will change."
"I wonder if something that convenient will happen… well, like Maki said, I'll back down for today."
"Fufu. It's really easy to persuade her when Maki-kun is here. She's usually so stubborn."
"Wh-What!? I've always had a mind as soft as a marshmallow… Maki, you just snickered, didn't you? I saw you!"
Umi pinched my side tightly, as if to say she'd punish me later. Pouting Umi was cute, but I wished she'd stop aiming for the spot that had just turned red.
In any case, I was once again reminded of how difficult it was to outmaneuver Sora-san in negotiations. She never created a hostile atmosphere and accepted our selfish demands, but in the end, we were the ones who were persuaded. It was a refreshing, complete defeat.
"Well, our talk ended at a good time, so you two go take a bath. Oh, separately, of course."
"…Mom, if you tease me too much, I'll get angry, even in front of Maki."
"Oh, scary. Maki-kuuun, my daughter is bullying me, help me?"
"Um… let's just say that should be resolved through a parent-child discussion…"
As the guest, I was given the first bath and escaped the lively mother and daughter.
After soaking in the bathtub and healing from the day's fatigue, I put on the pajamas Sora-san had prepared—hand-me-downs from the tall Riku-san. The size was big, but I sometimes wore baggy clothes at home, so it was just right. When I returned to the living room, Umi greeted me. It seemed their 'discussion' was over.
"Maki, how was the water? Here, it's ice-cold barley tea."
"Thanks, Umi. Sorry, for the meal, and for letting me stay over."
"It's fine. We want to do it. You just let us take care of you, Maki. …Ehehe, you smell like our shampoo, Maki."
With a happy expression, Umi buried her face in my chest and sniffed my scent. Sora-san was currently in the bath, so we were alone, but flirting with Umi like this, I felt like someone was watching me and I couldn't relax. Because of that, I was able to keep a cool head.
"Yawn… doing this makes me feel a little sleepy. Maybe I'll just go to sleep like this today. With Maki."
"No way. Sora-san told you, you're sleeping in your own room tonight."
"Mmm, but it was fine when I was taking care of you the other day…"
I understood how Umi felt, but that was a special case. Sora-san had told us to sleep in separate rooms since that day. Even though there was a precedent, this time, we were both healthy and energetic. A couple, getting closer as time goes by, spending a night in the same room. Before, I was in no condition to do anything because of my cold, but there was no guarantee I could hold back this time.
I imagine it. In a pitch-black, quiet room, one of us sneaks into the other's futon, and we sleep pressed as close as possible. In our own little world, if Umi were to give me permission, saying something like '…it's okay.'
…Sora-san was also thinking about preventing any mistakes.
I wondered what Umi thought about our 'relationship' right now. It was a delicate issue, but since we were dating, I wanted to talk about it properly. This wasn't the place, but it wasn't good to miss the timing and let it become vague either.
"Umi… can we talk for a bit?"
"…Yeah, what is it?"
Before we talked, I checked to make sure there was no one else around. Riku-san was in his room, and Sora-san showed no sign of coming out of the bathroom… it should be fine. Just in case, we moved to the guest room.
"It's honestly quite embarrassing to talk about it face-to-face… but, it's about ———."
"Tch… y-yeah."
I think Umi had a vague idea, but the moment I said those words, she looked down, her white cheeks flushing red. She seemed just as embarrassed as I was, but willing to talk.
"I knew, you know. Especially this week, you've been looking at me with some pretty pervy eyes, Maki. I'm fully aware of everything."
"…I'm really sorry."
"Geez. …Well, I was acting while being aware of it myself, so I'm not angry. I'm sorry for taking advantage of your kindness and testing you."
It seemed her physical affection today was intentional. It was the right decision not to give in to my desires and push her down. …Well, Umi was kind, especially to me, so she probably would have forgiven me even if that happened.
"Maki, I'll ask you too, just in case… um, do you… want to do it… with me?"
"…Yeah."
"That was the real purpose of this trip, wasn't it?"
"Since it's an overnight trip, well, if the mood was right, I was hoping for something to happen… yes."
"You're so honest. You idiot, Maki. Pervert. Lewd."
"Yes."
I understood in my head that I should maintain a healthy relationship while we were students, but it was hard to resist Umi's charm. Of course, there were prerequisites like the timing being right and being mentally prepared, but if this were my room, and there were no obstacles, I would, emotionally speaking, do it right now.
"I wonder what other people do in this kind of situation? It's my first time for everything, so I don't know what to do."
"That goes for me too. …Well, I guess it just depends on the people involved, right? Some people do it right after they start dating, like Nina, and others seem to wait until after graduation."
"You're right. …Wait, did you just say something amazing so casually?"
"About Nina? That girl tends to exaggerate things, so I'm not sure if it's true, but she seemed pretty serious. It didn't seem like a very good memory for her, though."
I knew that Nitta-san had an ex-boyfriend, but for some people, it could be a past mistake. Even if it's fine at the time, something irreversible might happen later, or it might cause trouble for others—the thing about Nitta-san was news to me, but the case of Sora-san and Daichi-san was just as I had heard.
"I don't think mom is saying we can't do that kind of thing. As long as we're mindful of the time and place, and, you know… we take proper measures, or something. If we do that."
"Ah… yeah, probably."
Sora-san, and my mom too, only said 'within the bounds of common sense,' but I think they would turn a blind eye if we were to do it secretly, as long as we were careful. So, whether or not we took that step depended on the timing. If the trip had happened, it would have been a good milestone. The possibility was still there, but for now, it felt like I'd have to be patient.
"This is how I honestly feel right now. I'm sorry for being full of worldly desires, but it's just that I love Umi so much I can't help it… I'd be happy if you could just understand that."
"Understood. …Um, should I also tell you how I feel now? Since you were honest with me, I think that would be fairer."
"I'd certainly be happy if you told me… but well, I'll hold back for now."
"…Is that okay?"
"Yeah. It feels kind of cowardly to make my girlfriend talk about that kind of thing."
Umi and I had decided to be on equal footing, but when it came to delicate topics, it was fine if I was the only one who got embarrassed. As long as Umi continued to give me her usual mischievous smile, suggestive attitude, and body touches.
Just as our conversation reached a good stopping point, Sora-san, fresh from her bath, peeked her head through the fusuma.
"Oh, you two are whispering something. Let me in on it."
"This has nothing to do with you, mom. …Maki, I'm going to take a bath too, so wait for me. …I'll be angry if you fall asleep snoring like last time, okay?"
"Yeah. Just this once, I'll be fine… probably."
"I'm worried… well, if you're sleeping in front of your girlfriend fresh from her bath, I'll split your forehead in two with all my might."
"Wouldn't 'I'll flick your forehead' be better in that case…"
I remembered the time we stayed over for Valentine's Day, when I couldn't wait for Umi who was showering and fell fast asleep. The next morning, I had to spoil and soothe the pouting Umi a lot. Come to think of it, what a precious opportunity I missed. I rarely got to see Umi fresh from her bath and in her pajamas.
There were times when I wasn't interested at all, and times like now when I only had eyes for Umi… I was quite a strange person myself. Even so, my girlfriend took care of me without getting tired of me—this good fortune, I could never let it go.
After promising to chat with Umi until we got sleepy, I started preparing my bed. Before, Sora-san had prepared it for me, but as I stayed over more, I learned where the futon was and how to fold it. I accidentally took out two futons from the closet, including Umi's out of habit, but let's just call that a charming mistake.
After I finished preparing a single bed on the left side of the six-tatami-mat guest room, Sora-san, relaxing in the living room, beckoned me over.
"—Maki-kun, could you come here for a moment?"
"? Sora-san… yes, what is it?"
She shouldn't have heard my conversation with Umi, and I didn't feel a lecturing atmosphere, but it had been a while since I'd spoken with Sora-san one-on-one without Umi, so I was still a little nervous.
"Fufu. Come on, don't be so nervous. I won't do anything painful, so relax."
"That makes me afraid that you might do something other than something painful…"
"It's fine, it's fine. Come on, don't be shy, come sit next to your auntie."
Saying that, Sora-san patted the spot next to her on the sofa. It was her instruction, so of course I obeyed, but I wondered if it was the Asanagi family's way of calling someone right next to them to talk. I was grateful that Sora-san treated me like family… but her lack of personal space was just like Umi.
I sat down on the edge of the sofa hesitantly, and Sora-san brought her face close to mine.
"…Yeah. It's been a while since I've properly looked at your face, Maki-kun, but you've become much more reliable compared to when we first met. You look like Masaki-san, but you have your father's eyes."
"I wonder… about my father, did you perhaps hear from my mother?"
"Yes. When we talk, we usually have quite a bit to drink, so we talk about the old days, complain, and various other things. Thinking about it, I can see why you're so popular now, Maki-kun. Umi told me that most of your acquaintances right now are girls."
It wasn't intentional, but since becoming a second-year, it was true that the new friends I'd made, like Nakamura-san and Arae-san, had all been girls. The only male friend I could rely on was Nozomu, but he was busy with club activities and seemed to be shutting out people for Amami-san's sake. If I wanted to expand my circle of male friends, I had to do it myself.
I hadn't been completely silent with my classmates, so there might be some who would be willing to be friends… but I was often surrounded by people who stood out, like Umi, Amami-san, Nitta-san, and Nozomu, so I sometimes felt like people were hesitant to approach me. I'd be very grateful if there were people who didn't mind that sort of thing.
"By the way, what did you want to talk about, Sora-san? I appreciate you praising me, but it's not something you need to make me sit next to you to talk about."
"Oh, I don't think so at all. I think you're cute, Maki-kun, and unlike my own kids, you keep me company with conversation. Well, we can talk about that more slowly another time… just now, I reported various things about today to my husband."
"…Excuse me, I just remembered I have an urgent matter, so I'd like to take my leave for today—"
"Hey, you're not getting away~"
The moment her husband (in other words, Daichi-san) was mentioned, I tried to leave, but she grabbed me firmly by the collar. She wasn't doing anything painful, but the pressure when Daichi-san's name was mentioned was incredible. I still hadn't thanked him for Christmas and wanted to meet him properly, but I wasn't mentally prepared yet.
"So, don't be so scared. I've already gotten his permission for you to stay over tonight, and he understands about the trip too. That's not it. What I want to do with you, Maki-kun, is to make a little 'proposal,' you see."
"…?"
She said she'd tell me the details when Umi got out of the bath, but from the way she was talking, it didn't seem like a bad thing for me or Umi. I was planning to spend Golden Week quietly, but I had a feeling things were about to get a little more hectic.
The first half of Golden Week ended, and during the school day in between, the four of us, excluding Amami-san who was at her grandmother's house, gathered for lunch at the school cafeteria. Without the mood-maker Amami-san, it might lack some excitement, but a calm atmosphere wasn't bad once in a while.
"Ah~ the split holidays are such a pain~ I wish I could fly off overseas like Yuu-chin and forget all about classes~ hey class rep, take me with you~"
"Please save up your own money and go… well, she sends us pictures almost every day, so I can't say I don't understand how you feel."
Amami-san wasn't here, but she sent messages with pictures to our group almost every day. I didn't know which country it was, but the castles and landscapes looked like a fantasy world. The food and cityscapes looked delicious, and judging from her face in the pictures, she seemed to be enjoying her stay.
"Oh, who's the girl in this picture with Yuu-chin? She looks just as beautiful as Yuu-chin, but Asanagi, do you know who she is?"
"Hmm? Hmm… no, I don't know her either. I think she's probably a relative or something… her silver hair is so beautiful. Her face looks a bit like Yuu's too."
Among the photos was one with a beautiful, short-haired, silver-haired girl standing with Amami-san. She stood there expressionlessly next to the energetic, smiling Amami-san, but seeing her press her cheek against Amami-san's and make the same peace sign, it didn't seem like she disliked it. According to the message, her name was 'Monica-chan.' It seemed they became friends easily. She was enjoying her holiday to the fullest, which was the most important thing.
"…And in the meantime, the leader of our remaining four, the class rep, is super nervous just before being summoned by his cute, cute girlfriend's father himself. Man~ even though it's a relaxing holiday, you're really going through it."
"Nitta-san, you sound so happy just because it doesn't concern you …"
I wanted to retort, but it was true that I was extremely nervous, so I didn't have the energy. I never expected an event like this right at the beginning of the second half of Golden Week.
"Geez, Maki is still so scared of my dad… well, it seems he wants to talk about something besides just having a meal this time, so I'm curious too."
I heard about it from Sora-san when I stayed over. It seemed Daichi-san managed to get a day off and invited me to have a meal with them. He had something to talk to me and Umi about, including our trip… but he said he'd tell us the details when we met.
"Well, if neither Maki nor Asanagi did anything wrong, you can just stand your ground, can't you? Neither of you remember doing anything to deserve a lecture, right?"
"Hey, are you serious with that dense comment, Seki-kuuun? If there's nothing, then the class rep being this scared must mean… right, Asanagi-chan?"
"…Nina, if you get too carried away, I'll knock you out."
As Nozomu said, I hadn't done anything to be blamed for yet, but since I was secretly planning something similar, it was painful that I couldn't 100% deny it.
"Anyway, we're meeting at the Asanagi house at six tomorrow evening. …Maki, you've told your part-time job, right?"
"Yeah. But I might be late depending on how busy work is, so I'll contact you early if that happens."
"Please do. My dad seems to be concerned about that too."
It had been about five months since I last spoke with Daichi-san, so I was nervous. But the reason I was living such a fulfilling life now was partly thanks to the advice he gave me when I was worried about my parents. I had to show him how I'd changed and reassure him, even if just a little.
Thinking about it that way, I started to look forward to tomorrow a little.
The next day, as planned, I finished my part-time job an hour early, returned home, and headed to the Asanagi residence. According to Umi, Daichi-san had also returned home a little while ago, and they were waiting for me. It was fine if I came a little early.
It was a little before six in the evening. When I slowly rang the intercom, it wasn't the usual Sora-san, but a low, muffled, and dignified voice that came through.
"—Yes."
"It's Maehara. …Um, Daichi-san, it's been a while."
"Maki-kun, I was waiting for you. I'll have Umi open the door, so come on in."
"Okay."
Umi greeted me at the entrance, and we went into the living room together.
"…Umi, well then, please."
"Y-Yeah."
I wasn't sure whether to act as usual, but it seemed Sora-san had been giving him detailed reports, so we went in front of Daichi-san, clinging to each other as usual. Daichi-san glanced at our affectionate appearance and let out a small sigh.
"…Umi, I know Maki-kun is important to you, but aren't you being a bit too clingy?"
"I-It's fine. This is how we always are, so don't complain. Right, Maki?"
"Well, that's… once again, it's been a while."
"It has. Sit there for now. …Umi, I want to talk to Maki-kun alone, so could you leave for a moment?"
"Okay~"
As Daichi-san said, I sat down on the single-seater sofa opposite him. I wasn't supposed to be getting a lecture, but due to his serious personality, the atmosphere inevitably became tense.
"I heard about last Christmas from Sora and Umi. …I'm glad you were able to come to a conclusion that you were satisfied with."
"Yes. I had to borrow the help of many people, but I'm glad I was able to get over it. …Um, this is a picture from last Christmas."
I took out my smartphone and showed Daichi-san the family photo. The moment I handed it to him, I realized I had left the purikura I took with Umi on it, but he didn't comment, so I was relieved. And I was really glad I hadn't put up the one of me kissing Umi's cheek.
"…It's not bad. Keep up the good work."
"Yes."
"Yeah."
Umi and Sora-san, watching from the kitchen, let out exasperated sighs at the stiff atmosphere, but this was just like the clumsy Daichi-san. They seemed to understand that too and were watching over us quietly.
"Maki-kun, and so… about the trip."
"Y-Yes. I mean… um, I'm sorry for making such a strange request."
"Oh no, I'm not trying to blame you. Despite my stern look, I wasn't without my own… youthful indiscretions."
"Oh? Hey darling, what 'youthful indiscretions' are you talking about, specifically?"
"…Mom, please spare me that story for now."
I'd like to hear about Daichi-san's youthful indiscretions someday, but for now, we'd continue with the conversation. The trip for just the two of us was currently rejected, but there was still a possibility depending on the conditions. That was the real reason I was summoned today.
"First of all, where should I start… Maki-kun, you know the reason I'm home today, right?"
"Yes, Umi told me… something about your work schedule changing suddenly."
It seemed Daichi-san's holiday plans were changed on the night of the dinner party. Originally, his vacation was scheduled for next month, but it had to be moved due to a colleague's wedding, so he suddenly returned for a Golden Week vacation. So far, that sounded normal for someone working at a company. However, in the case of the Asanagi family, it seemed that caused a bit of a problem.
"It's not a big deal, but actually, next month, we have a small errand at my parents' house. My mother has been persistently asking me to 'let her see her grandchild's face once in a while,' and well, I took a vacation to coincide with that."
"That's right. You know, Maki-kun, when the three of us were talking last weekend, we got a phone call, right? It's about that."
"Ah…"
It was about 'Asanagi Mizore'-san, Sora-san's nemesis (probably). The story connected to that.
"Um, Daichi-san. By the way, what were your original vacation plans?"
"The end of June… on the calendar, that would be the fourth Saturday and Sunday, I believe."
"I see… did Umi know about this?"
"No. He was going to tell me after it was decided."
So, I think I'm starting to see the picture.
"And I contacted my mother-in-law about it right away… but she said, 'Then it's fine as long as you let me see my grandchild's face'… basically, it's fine even without dad. Hey Maki-kun, from a third party's perspective, what do you think of this? She hung up on me before I could argue that we've already started preparations. Isn't that too tyrannical?"
"Mom, I understand how you feel, but Maki-kun is also troubled, so…"
Even in the seemingly peaceful Asanagi family, there seemed to be some squabbles. If it was like this even among family, building smooth human relationships was very difficult.
Well, with those circumstances, I suppose this was where our 'travel plan' came into play. A trip for just the two of us was difficult, but if there was 'something' to replace it…
"Maki-kun, the area around my parents' house is also known as a small hot spring town. …It's not exactly a substitute for a trip, but would you be willing to go with Umi?"
I didn't know if it was a good or bad thing, but the fact that these two stories overlapped might be due to some kind of fate. I'd talk it over with Umi later… but maybe it wasn't such a bad thing after all.