In My Second Life, I'll Do Everything To Win You Over—My Beloved Childhood Friend Will Never Be Given To Anyone Else - Episode 54

“Wow, this is incredibly delicious. I really love melon flavor.”

While eating shaved ice, Kusakabe is staring intently at Momoka. That gaze is so creepy it makes me want to throw up.

Scooping up the strawberry-flavored shaved ice with a plastic spoon and bringing it to my mouth. Right now, I don’t think it tastes very good, even though it’s extremely sweet and cold.

Earlier, I asked Momoka for a kiss in front of the shaved ice shop.

If I think about it calmly, I realize I did something unbelievable. But at that time, I had lost my composure.

Touka properly understands Kusakabe’s preferences.

Kusakabe is clearly showing affection for Momoka.

Even strangers were staring at Momoka.

I couldn’t forgive any of that.

Touka should be the one who likes me the most.

Touka is mine, though.

“Nagisa? What’s wrong? Stomachache?”

Worried about my sudden silence, Momoka peeks into my face.

I thought I would be safe as long as I wore a rash guard, but because it clings to my body when wet, my figure is completely visible.

After all, maybe I shouldn’t have come to the beach.

I thought that if I teased her, Momoka would get even more flustered. But in reality, it was different.

Hurry up more. Think about me more and more.

“My stomach might be a little cold.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It would be nice to have a warm drink or something…”

“Got it. I’ll go look for one nearby.”

It was Kusakabe who restrained Momoka, who was about to stand up immediately, with his hand.

“I’ll go buy it. Momoka-chan, keep an eye on Fujiwara-san.”

Saying that, Kusakabe ran off. He would probably go to the convenience store at the station. There were no warm drinks at the beach house.

Peach Blossom

Calling her name, I bring Momoka’s hand to my stomach. Her hand, which was eating shaved ice, is cold, but that’s fine. Saying my stomach hurts is just a lie.

“I have medicine too, so let me know if you need it.”

“Yeah”

Momoka gently strokes my head. Her profile looks strangely mature, and my chest feels tight.

♡

“Maybe, Yuki-kun will be back soon. He said he bought a hot lemon.”

Looking at my smartphone, Touka told me.

But my smartphone isn’t ringing.

Momoka and Kusakabe are talking, right?

Touka probably already knows what kind of stamps and emojis Kusakabe uses.

“Touka”

“Nagisa? Is something wrong?”

With a worried look, Momoka leans her face closer to mine.

If I turned my head slightly, I could see Kusakabe at the edge of my vision.

“If Momoka kissed me, I think I might get better.”

Touka’s eyes widened. Without waiting for a response, he forcefully pressed his lips against hers.

The surrounding noisy voices are gradually fading away.

This, not just to Kusakabe, but to the people around us too, might be obvious. It’s a bit in the shadows, so maybe they won’t notice it as much.

While keeping our lips together, I slipped my hand under the rash guard. Momoka lightly tapped my back, but I pretended not to notice.

I moved my hand as it was and slipped a finger slightly into her swimsuit. Seeing Momoka clearly flustered made me feel at ease.

Momoka is at fault.

Even though Momoka is mine, she acts all flirtatious with Kusakabe.

Kusakabe is the one at fault.

Even though Momoka is mine, you keep trying to make a move on her.

All this time, I intended to show that Momoka is mine and to make it clear.

But the reason the two of them still don’t understand is definitely because they lack something.

I briefly parted my lips. Before Momoka could utter her next words, I pressed my lips against hers again and thrust my tongue into her mouth.

I can strongly feel Kusakabe’s gaze from behind. But I still won’t turn around or anything.

Momoka is mine.

Just stay there and watch quietly.