196 Miyagi's Gaze - Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Miyagi's Gaze Chapter 196 After applying my makeup, I stare intently at my reflection in the mirror, focusing on my ears. They are what I gave Miyagi for her birthday. But it was also something I desired. Commemorative piercings that Miyagi had pierced for me on her birthday, one for the right ear and one for the left. Our high school days, where leaving a permanent mark on the body was deemed against the rules, feel so distant now. It’s been two days since I got my ears pierced. The small adornment Miyagi helped me put on suits me far more than I had anticipated. It reinforces my strong feelings for her, and I never tire of looking at it. I touch the earring. The sensation is nearly identical to when I run my fingers over Miyagi's ear, and I let out a soft breath. "Technically, they match, don't they?" If I were to tell Miyagi, she might not like it, but these earrings mirror the ones she wore in the past. Although she now exclusively wears the Plumeria-shaped earrings I gifted her, my heart leaps at the thought that she once had the same pair as me. I wonder what Miyagi did with the first pair I ever put on her ears. Are they tucked away somewhere, or did she toss them out? I’d like to ask, but I'm scared of hearing that she discarded them, so I never bring it up. I could never dispose of these earrings. They could stay with me forever. Yet, now that my ears are pierced, I also want to try other earrings. For instance, something Miyagi might choose. "That would be impossible, wouldn’t it?" I let out a sigh. Just arranging an outing for the two of us is quite the ordeal, and asking her to pick out earrings is probably as challenging as training a stray cat to fetch. By the time a month has passed and I can change earrings, even after Miyagi has bitten them, it’s unlikely the cat will have turned into an obedient dog. If I am to buy new earrings, I’ll have to choose them myself. Well, it’s only been two days since I got my piercings. There’s no need to rush buying new ones. For now, I’ll just enjoy this new treasure I’ve gained. I can think about a month from now when the time comes. Maybe, by some miracle, Miyagi might turn into a cat that does fetch. I tug on my earlobe embellished with the earring and check the time. Still early for university. I decide to have a drink before leaving and open the door. Upon entering the shared space, I spot Miyagi. "Heading out already?" I call out, and Miyagi turns to look at me. Ever since I got my piercings, especially when we eat, I can feel her gaze drawn to my ears. From the night of her birthday onward, Miyagi has been looking my way more often. "Yeah." Her gaze doesn’t waver. Boldly, Miyagi fixes her eyes on my earrings. I never imagined the earrings would have this effect. Just by piercing my ears, I can captivate Miyagi’s attention. More than just her eyes, I want more from her. If by offering a part of myself I could draw Miyagi closer, I’d give up as much as I needed. If she says the words, I would give her anything she desires. Would Miyagi answer if I asked what she wants? Immersed in such thoughts, not exactly wholesome, Miyagi’s voice brings me back to reality. "You're not leaving yet, Sendai-san?" A bit exasperated with myself for pondering what more I could offer, I let out a small sigh. Miyagi's presence is consuming too much of me. The overwhelming portion of my thoughts is occupied by her, to the extent that it feels she might repaint the entirety of who I am. It’s slightly terrifying to think about where exactly I exist within myself if Miyagi envelops all of me. "Sendai-san?" Miyagi calls out to my silent self. I can’t just stay silent to a question begging an immediate answer. I look her in the eyes and smile softly. "Not just yet. I'm planning on applying lip balm on you, Miyagi." The lip balm I gifted her remains untouched on her lips. "No need. I’m leaving now." My response seems to displease her; she visibly grimaces. "Won’t you use the lip balm?" "I can use it later. I already used it once, the day you gave it to me." "You should use it every day." It makes me happy knowing she uses the items I gift her. Just like the black cat plush always sitting in her room, I want her to use the lip balm too. "No way." "How about I agree to do one thing you ask, and in exchange, you let me apply it?" It’s a far better idea than pondering what part of me to offer, and I genuinely want her to make use of the gift I gave. "...Any request, as long as it's within reason?" "Anything, as long as it's within common sense." Miyagi scrutinizes me with a challenging expression. Applying lip balm isn’t a massive demand; there’s no need for such contemplation. There might be discrepancies in our notion of common sense, but I wouldn’t defy Miyagi, so it shouldn’t be problematic. Yet, after pondering for a good minute, she finally gives me an answer. "Promise you'll keep your word, Sendai-san." "I will, so bring me the lips balm." Reluctantly, she retrieves the lip balm from her bag and hands it over with a face twice as displeased as before. It wasn’t in her room. Swallowing my words before they spill from my lips, I stay silent. If I were to say that, Miyagi might snatch the lip balm from me and dash off to university. "So, what’s the request you have for me, Miyagi?" "I haven't decided yet. Is it okay to ask later?" "Sure. Then, close your eyes." At my quiet command, she closes her eyes without any resistance. Though one doesn't need closed eyes to apply lip balm, I want them shut this time. Instead of using the lip balm, I brush my fingers against her lips. Letting my fingers glide, I caress her cheek before pressing my lips upon hers. She pushes back on my shoulder, but longing to taste further into her depths, I attempt a deeper kiss, only to be rewarded with a kick to the leg. Reluctantly, I pull away, when once again Miyagi kicks me and audibly protests. "You weren’t supposed to kiss me; you were putting on lip balm." "I forgot." I flash a playful smile and remove the cap from the lip balm. As its sweet scent wafts through the air, Miyagi closes her eyes again. Slowly and meticulously, I paint over her soft lips. "There, all done." Miyagi exudes a delectable aroma. Though tempted to kiss her once more, I refrain, lest she refuse to let me apply lip balm in the future. "...Thanks. I’m off." Saying so, Miyagi retrieves the lip balm from my hand, tucking it into her bag, and makes her way out. Before she can leave, I grip her arm. "Wait a moment. Let's go together." "No. I'm heading out first." "Hold on, can’t you wait for me?" "Not waiting." With a swift motion, she frees herself from my grasp and leaves the shared space. I rush back to my room, grab my bag, and make my way to the entrance at a brisk pace. As I slip on my shoes and open the door, I find Miyagi standing there, eliciting a startled "Ah!" from me. "Were you waiting for me?" "No, I wasn’t." Miyagi glances at my ear and begins walking. After locking up, I chase after her.