The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten, Vol. 05.5 by Saekisan and Hanekoto

Author:Saekisan and Hanekoto [Saekisan and Hanekoto]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2023-09-19T00:00:00+00:00

One weekend, in the early afternoon, Amane was stretched out on the sofa enjoying a nap.

Though summer was growing closer day by day, the temperature was still comfortable without turning on the air conditioner. It was just the right season for taking afternoon naps.

About an hour after he lay down on his favorite sofa, he sensed a presence beside him and woke up.

“…Good grief, no matter how warm it might be, you’ll catch a cold with your stomach exposed.”

He heard a somewhat exasperated voice, and when he cracked his eyes open, he saw it was Mahiru who had spoken in a chiding tone. She was standing there with her back to him.

Then she took a blanket from the basket that was on the shelf.

When he glanced down at his own midsection, he saw that it was bare, probably because his shirt had ridden up when he had turned over in his sleep.

Thanks to Mahiru managing his diet and a moderate amount of jogging and weight lifting, he didn’t have any excess fat, but he also didn’t have very distinct stomach muscles like Yuuta did; his stomach was just slim enough that the muscles were faintly visible. He felt something akin to embarrassment at being so exposed in front of Mahiru.

“Really, what a hopeless guy you are…,” she mumbled quietly. Her words had a sort of tender, loving ring to them, which made Amane’s heart thump.

Mahiru turned around with the blanket in her hand and approached him.

He was curious to see what she would do if he kept on pretending to be asleep, and he watched her through narrowed eyes, just barely open, so that she wouldn’t notice.

For some reason, Mahiru stopped and stared fixedly at his midsection, still holding the blanket.

He braced himself for her to say that his stomach looked flabby, but then Mahiru cast her eyes downward. She looked slightly embarrassed.

She glanced back up at him, then her gaze settled on his stomach again. Her cheeks were faintly flushed, and she seemed to be wavering indecisively over something.

“…Come to think of it, he did say he had been lifting weights. Compared to before…”

When she quietly muttered those words, Amane thought to himself, You know, I guess I do have a better figure than I did when she nursed me back from that cold.

Back then, he had been living an extremely unhealthy lifestyle, so he had looked more like a string bean than a manly man. Now he was more disciplined, however slightly, so he probably looked a lot sturdier than he had back then.

Mahiru seemed to remember that time, too, and her face suddenly turned quite red, but she still didn’t take her eyes off his stomach.

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