392 Miyagi's Thoughts on Me - Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Miyagi's Thoughts on Me Chapter 392 I hear a sound of something being tapped. Tap, tap. I focus my ears on the faint sound. But soon, my consciousness starts to drift away. The faint sound becomes even softer, threatening to disappear before growing louder again. Tap, tap, tap, tap. Just as my consciousness begins to resurface, the devil of drowsiness tries to drag me back down. My mind, on the verge of awakening, teeters on the brink of falling back into sleep. Tap. Once more, I hear the sound, and a voice seems to chase after it, pulling my consciousness away from the clutches of sleep. "Sendai-san, open up." —Miyagi. Though I'm sleepy, my eyes flutter open. I force myself out of bed, which is trying to hold me back, and open the door. With a sleepy voice, I mutter, "Good morning," to which Miyagi, standing in the shared space, responds, "Good morning." "What time is it right now?" "A little before seven." Her voice is clear and distinct, unlike mine. "Isn't it early for a Sunday? Did something happen?" Even though there's no university today, I had no intention of sleeping until noon, but there's no urgent reason to wake in a hurry either. Miyagi is the same way; on a typical Sunday, she would still be sleeping. She wouldn’t wake me up at this hour without a reason. "There's something happening, so you need to get up." Miyagi speaks in a slightly lower tone. But since there are no wrinkles between her brows, she shouldn't be in a bad mood. "What's happening?" "We're going out today." "Going out? Where to?" "We promised to go out together. Did you forget?" "Eh, wasn't that promise for next Sunday?" On Monday night, we decided on a day to go somewhere together. It was definitely set for a Sunday, but it was supposed to be next Sunday, and not today. It’s a week early, no matter how you slice it. "We're going today, so get ready after breakfast." For some reason, Miyagi is unusually enthusiastic. It’s hard to believe she’s the same person who answered “Maybe in three months” when I asked when we were going out together. "This is too sudden." "I woke you up early, so you have plenty of time, right?" "True, I do have time, but why did you decide to go today?" "If we stick to the plan for next week, Sendai-san will have time to prepare something for me. Like... my clothes." Ah, that makes sense. The reason for moving the plan up by a week is understandable, but Miyagi is underestimating me. I can prepare for her even now. "Well, I was planning to dress you up like a doll, so I was going to prepare, but... Since you woke me up early, I can still get ready now, can I?" Among the clothes I've recently bought, there are several that she can wear even if the size is different. To put it simply, there are clothes I want to see Miyagi try on. So I can pull them out quickly without needing to spend time preparing. "There's no way that's okay." Miyagi, unaware of my clothing situation, coldly replies. "Too bad. Then let's do it next week." "If it’s next week, I won’t go." "If you insist that much, today is fine, but have you decided where we're going?" "Sendai-san will decide." "But you promised you'd decide, Miyagi." That's not what we agreed on. The promise was for Miyagi to decide where she wanted to go with me. "Sendai-san will decide. ...I want you to pick the clothes I’ll wear when we go to the movies together, so take me to a store with that kind of thing." She wants me to choose clothes for the day we plan to use the movie gift card from Noto-senpai. There's no other meaning to Miyagi's words. But it wasn’t at all what I expected, and I’m left speechless. Miyagi, of all people, asking me to choose clothes for her to go out in. Miyagi, who just refused to be my dress-up doll, saying something like that. I never imagined this. Facing Miyagi, who far exceeded my expectations, I could only stare at her. "I don't know where to find the clothes that you would like, so you should choose the store, Sendai-san." Miyagi said, stepping on my foot lightly, and continued speaking. "You like that kind of thing, don't you, Sendai-san? ...You seemed to have so much fun picking out clothes before, too." She speaks in a low tone, putting a little more pressure on the foot pinning mine. The "before" she mentioned must refer to when we went to pick out clothes for Utsunomiya. I remember that day well. Miyagi said she was “jealous.” It was because I was choosing clothes for someone other than Miyagi, and she was in a bad mood that day. Yet, Miyagi remembered how I enjoyed picking out the clothes and brought it up today. I'm sure she wants to make today enjoyable. "So, this is the place Miyagi wants to go with me, right?" "I thought about it carefully, so no complaints." Since Miyagi put thought into it for me, I won't complain. "What kind of clothes should I choose?" There are many clothes I want to see Miyagi wear. And since today we can actually go out together, even if I can't buy all of them, just getting her to try them on is enough to make the trip worthwhile. "Of course, you can’t pick just anything. I’ll decide whether to buy it or not in the end. So if you understand the rules, hurry up and eat. I’ve already prepared it." I don't mind if there are restrictions on the clothes we buy. Actually, it might even be better if nothing gets decided right away with all the “not this one, not that one”. I can have her try on clothes until we find ones Miyagi likes, and enjoy a fashion show along the way. "...You know, Miyagi—" "What?" "You're really interesting." "Are you making fun of me?" Miyagi's voice is so grumpy that you wouldn't think she was the one who invited me to go out with her today. "No, I'm just saying it’s fun to be with you." I grab Miyagi's hand and hold it tightly. Yet Miyagi quickly shakes off my hand, her brows knitting together. "You don't need to talk about that. Come on, hurry over here." With her words, she tugs at my sweatshirt. "I’ll get changed, just give me a moment." "No need to change. The food will get cold, so hurry up and eat." With that, she tugs on my sweatshirt, which are serving as pajamas, even harder, stretching it slightly. Pulled along by Miyagi, I step out into the shared space and close the door. "Miyagi, you’re so stingy." "It's Sendai-san's fault for not getting up early." Miyagi, who unilaterally decided today's plan and forced me to get up early, irresponsibly states. Yet, I don’t feel bad about it. My head feels so clear that it's hard to believe I just woke up. Though I didn’t have time to check the weather outside, my mood is so good I’m certain today must be a beautiful day. "What’s for breakfast?" I ask in a naturally bouncy voice, and she replies, "Ham and fried eggs." "Sounds delicious." "It’s the same as always." With that, Miyagi releases her grip on my sweatshirt.