Chapter 11: Invited to my childhood friend’s house

Invited to my childhood friend’s house

Aya and I were entwined on the futon in the Japanese-style room.

“Mmm… Boyan, ah… it feels so good, yeah… right there… feels amazing…”

We were covered by thin sheets, connected in a missionary position.

I slowly inserted myself into Aya’s vagina, relaxed, and occasionally moved.

Gentle, like sex to unwind and comfort the body.

The morning light faintly poured into the room.

When I checked my phone a while ago, it was five in the morning.

Planning to savor this happiness a bit more before returning to our room.

Last night, after ejaculating inside Aya in the doggy-style position.

We were hit by intense exhaustion and sleepiness, and together we laid out a futon and collapsed onto it.

Aya closed her eyelids, saying, “I need to set the alarm…” and drifted off.

I was about to doze off before I could reach my phone, so I prayed to God.

“Please set an alarm,” I prayed.

—Wake up.

Awakened by intuition, I checked my phone – it was five in the morning.

I hadn’t slept for more than two hours, but my body had somewhat recovered.

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Looking to my side, Aya lay there naked, facing me, breathing softly.

It was inevitable that my groin stirred and erected – it was morning, after all.

That’s why I gently woke Aya with a kiss, naturally entwining our limbs, and began a drowsy-like sex.

“Aya, can I… come inside?”

“Yeah, sure… it’s morning, after all…”

With her eyes closed, Aya smiled sweetly.

Why does it matter that it’s morning?

It seemed Aya was still half-asleep.

Not surprising.

After all, she had too little sleep. Thanks for reading on ManaNovel!

Aya is a someone who deeply loves sleep.

She bragged before that she sleeps over eight hours a day.

Just two hours, and especially post intense exercise, weren’t enough.

Hence, Aya seems a bit drowsy.

Honestly, she’s unbelievably cute.

“Uhh, coming…!”

“Mm—”

Even though I hardly moved my hips, I ejaculated from the warmth of Aya and the pulsations within her vagina.

My shaft throbbed, pouring semen produced during this short nap.

It felt so good that my body trembled.

“Ah—n, ah…”

Aya also felt pleasure with her eyes closed.

“Aya, I love you.”

“Mm…”

Words I’d never say if she was awake.

For some reason, intuition forbids me from uttering those words.

It’s not allowed to tell Aya.

So, the fact that intuition didn’t stop me now.

It’s probably not reaching Aya, still groggy.

I gently pressed my lips to my beloved childhood friend.

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“Boyan, is anyone there?”

“Nah, no one’s here.”

I stood on the staircase landing, observing the second-floor corridor.

From the first floor, Aya looked up with concern.

Well, even if I boldly went upstairs, it’s unlikely anyone would find us.

Nobody would realize, nobody would suspect.

Everything that happened in these three days will remain a secret between Aya and me.

Indeed, that’s what intuition is telling me.

“Then, I’ll go ahead… Boyan, will you keep watch?”

“Yeah, I’ll be watching from here.”

Well, even if someone were to come out of a room, it wouldn’t matter whether I was keeping watch or not, I think.

Aya hurriedly ascended the stairs.

I followed her figure for a while.

Aya moved quickly down the second-floor corridor.

Reaching her own room, she looked back and lightly waved.

I responded with a casual wave.

As if checking something, Aya nodded, then entered her room.

I leaned against the wall.

Sitting halfway down the stairs, I let out a sigh, placing one hand on my forehead.

“Way too cute…”

Like a boy falling in love for the first time, my heart was pounding uncontrollably.

Well, it’s essentially as if I’m experiencing falling in love for the first time.

Who could have imagined that I’d like her this much today, even more than yesterday?

With the reassurance of having her, my feelings must have broken free.

—Calm down.

Intuition settled my heart.

I know.

If I let myself be swayed, things won’t go smoothly.

I know that.

—Calm down.

—Calm down.

It’s impossible.

It won’t settle down for a while.

—Calm down.

—Calm down.

—Calm down.

—Calm down.

Looking at my smartphone, it’s already two in the afternoon.

About half of the students are probably going to head home after enjoying themselves.

There are a few students entering the cafe inside the station.

Searching for Aya’s figure, I see Tokida talking to her.

Her female friends are pushing her from behind.

They’re probably inviting her on a date or something.

Carrying around a big bag while going out to play seems quite tiring, I think.

Then, my stomach growls.

The bento I received before getting on the shinkansen is still untouched.

Should I eat it at home?

I head straight to the platform for the local train back home.

As soon as I get on the train, my eyelids start drooping.

But strangely, when the local station gets closer, my eyes naturally open.

I step onto the familiar platform.

I exit the familiar ticket gate and step out into the familiar station square.

I stop in front of the familiar crosswalk.

I should be returning to my usual daily life from here on.

Yet, the sensation of still being in a dream, that light and airy feeling, lingers.

“Boyan?”

A voice like a cat tickling my ears.

When I turn around, Aya is standing there.

She’s gazing at me with a somewhat lost expression.

In an instant, I’m wide awake.

“Aya also headed straight home.”

“Yeah… I’m so sleepy.”

Aya’s hand is holding the bag from the bento.

“How about we eat together?”

I show her my untouched bento as well.

We exchange smiles and head to the nearby park together.

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Under the oppressive afternoon sunlight.

Aya and I are silently eating our bentos in a local park near my house.

We’re technically sitting on a bench with a roof, but it’s still quite hot.

I doubt we’ll be staying here for long.

Despite that, we’re eating our meals at a slow pace.

“Aya, you look so tired.”

“Nah, that’s not true. I slept plenty on both the bus and the shinkansen.”

“Aya was dropping rice from her chopsticks today.”

“Well, that’s a morning story.”

“Oh, yeah, morning.”

Talking like this makes me feel like we’re back before the school trip.

An easygoing conversation, like between childhood friends.

“…Boyan even dropped some macaroni”, Aya said, smiling mischievously.

It’s like she wants to say, “I was watching”.

A somewhat defiant boyish look.

Her eyes hold something feverish, unlike before.

—Calm down.

—Don’t let her play with you.

God’s intuition warns me.

I know even without being told.

“Macaroni is slippery, you know.”

I mumbled without changing my expression.

“Rice is slippery too…”

Aya’s face turns slightly pouty.

Her mood seems to be deteriorating gradually.

Aya says, “Ah, it’s hot”, while lifting her hair from the nape of her neck.

Sweat-dampened nape catches my eye.

It’s too seductive.

—Calm down.

Not yet.

“Aya can’t handle the heat.”

I mutter again with my usual indifferent face.

“…But Boyan is all sweaty, aren’t you?”

Aya said with an even more annoyed tone.

Finished eating our lunch.

We each bought juice from the vending machine in the park and headed towards the exit.

Once out of the park, our homes are in completely opposite directions.

I stop in front of the exit.

“Wa-wa!”

Aya lets out a surprised voice.

With a soft touch, Aya’s chest presses against my back.

Was she walking right behind me?

No.

Subconsciously or not, Aya is now pressing herself against me.

Since earlier, Aya has been making advances, not overtly seductive, but awkwardly trying to get closer.

Her emotions flow into me.

I don’t want to go back like this.

Our relationship is odd.

Why is that?

I want to spend more time together today.

You fool, Boyan.

What on earth are you thinking?

I’ve been feeling strange all day.

I’ve been acting strangely, alone.

Like an idiot.

It’s making me kind of irritated.

When I turn around, my eyes meet Aya’s below.

She’s glaring at me with displeasure.

‘Invite her home.’

Finally, I get the permission from my intuition.

Today, my sister and parents mentioned they’ll be late coming back.

I’ve wanted to invite her home since morning, but my intuition stopped me.

I open my mouth.

“Aya, today do you—”

“Boyan, do you want to come over?”

Aya’s words came faster than mine.