I Was Confessed to by the Golden Sun

23 – 23. Room Cafe (2)

“Huuaaah..”

My body is hot, my head feels like it’s burning and about to burst.

When we first came to the room cafe, I only thought about creating a slightly intimate atmosphere between the two of us.

“I didn’t expect it to turn out like this…”

All I did was place my hand at the right timing when the actors were being playful.

As if waiting for me, Jack naturally turned his hand and even put a ring on my finger.

So now our hands are tightly intertwined with no space in between.

“Does Jack also like me?”

Maybe he’s not just waiting for me to confess while riding the atmosphere?

I can’t bring myself to say that I like him because I’m timid, so I’m expressing my feelings bit by bit through actions pretending to dislike him.

Looking at Jack’s blushing face, I wanted to confess right away.

“But, just a little later…”

But I have already failed in confessing once before.

And there’s a feeling that Jack deliberately puts up a wall in his heart, so there’s a chance that it’s not the right time to confess.

To succeed for sure, I have to break down his emotional walls a little more.

“hehehe, but things are going well so far.”

Of course, even reaching this point, it feels like he has broken down a lot of the walls he has built.

To the point where Jack, who never engaged in skinship, voluntarily put a ring on my finger.

“That’s truly a remarkable development, indeed.”

I chuckled briefly and unfolded the blanket from my bag with my left hand, the one Jack hadn’t held, covering both Jack’s and my legs.

“Suddenly watching a movie, huh? What’s with the blanket? No malicious intent, I hope.”

It’s a little chilly in here, and perhaps if the opportunity arises later, I’ll secretly caress Jack’s thigh?

“From what I’ve read in a famous novel, it’s undeniable!”

To borrow a quote from that novel, it’s said that more than 80 percent of human perception is dominated by sight. So, if you restrict what can be seen, other senses become that much more sensitive.

Of course, in that novel, this was used to cover the body with a blanket and touch areas other than the thighs.

“Ah… We’re not at that stage yet.”

It’s too embarrassing, so I decided to stick with the thighs instead.

With that thought in mind, I looked at Jack, who seemed to like the softness of the blanket, using his right hand to gently press the corner of the blanket.

“So cute.”

He was so cute that I wanted to nibble on his earlobe or something.

I don’t know if it’s because his dimples are showing, but he continued to poke at the blanket in silence, and the happy look on his face as he pressed it made me think of the adorable, long-forgotten cat that used to live in front of our mansion in my childhood.

It loved being petted, and if I ever go back to our old home, I should visit and pet it again…

“Oops.”

While lost in that thought, my left hand unconsciously reached out and began stroking Jack’s head.

The slightly tousled sensation made me feel a little good, but I quickly removed my hand from his head.

What if he found it unpleasant? I’ve heard that many people dislike having their heads touched.

“Uh-oh?”

I cautiously looked at Jack’s face, and he was looking at me with his usual expression, without any sign of discomfort.

No, his mouth was slightly upturned, but his expression is typically so impassive.

Thank goodness he doesn’t seem to mind…

“Ahem!”

At that moment, Jack suddenly turned towards me and forcefully grabbed the left hand I had used to touch his head, placing it on his cheek.

As a result, our current situation naturally led to me gently stroking his cheek.

“Should I cover it?”

Jack biting my hand on my face was quite fatal.

Perhaps he wasn’t signaling to me to devour myself while shaking his tail?

Of course, he said it would be mine for a day, so maybe he’s just doing his best in that regard.

Usually, even if you like someone to some extent, you wouldn’t do something like this, right?

“Alright, let’s pounce.”

As I made my own judgment and was about to jump into Jack’s arms.

– Ring!

The doorbell rang from the intercom on the wall.

The mood was slightly disrupted, but I wasn’t going to let my excitement wane, so I readjusted and was about to rush to him again.

– Ring-ring-ring!

The doorbell continued to ring incessantly.

“Ugh…!”

With annoyance, I put the intercom’s handset to my ear.

Through the handset, I heard the part-time worker say that the pancakes I had ordered were ready.

“…I should have just ordered nothing.”

It was a chance to eat something even more delicious than pancakes.

I felt like I wanted to smack my head from a few minutes ago with a club.

—

“..It was a bit dangerous just now, right?”

Now that Lucia has gone to the counter to get pancakes.

I, left alone in the room, had to wipe away the cold sweat that had dripped down with a sigh of relief.

“I thought she was going to straighten up my hair and I was going to let her touch my cheeks out of gratitude, but…”

Suddenly, as she touched my cheek, her gaze changed.

Thinking about how she had approached me like a wild beast, targeting her prey…

“Ugh…”

The person who had seemed as gentle as a rabbit, for a moment, transformed into a tiger. It wasn’t very pleasant.

“Why did I do something like that…”

I had said without much thought that she could have me for a day, so I had acted in a way that a lover might. I didn’t expect her to rush toward me like that.

“Whether she really likes me or not, it doesn’t matter in the end…”

From Lucia’s perspective, there’s a definite possibility that Heidi wants to bring me under her coNT*Rol.

I should probably hold back on this physical affection, for my own sake.

I don’t even think about it, but she seems to interpret signals her way and pounces on me. “I’m here…”

Then, Lucia, who looks somewhat disheveled, enters with a pancake in hand. Perhaps if she had rabbit ears on her head, she wouldn’t have appeared so disheveled.

She approaches and puts down the pancake, pausing the movie she had left paused.

It felt entirely different from her earlier menacing approach.

“I’m unnecessarily weakening again.”

Even though I know I should keep my distance, seeing her like this makes me feel sorry for pushing her away again.

Now, she’s completely sulking, picking up a pancake and chewing it slowly.

“Mm…”

Even in the midst of it, whether the pancake was delicious or not, her lips were smacking…

“A little, just a little cute.”

It felt just a bit cute, like watching a simple character from a cartoon.

“Am I crazy?”

Is this like being captivated by a crazy, golden sun just because she’s eating a pancake?

I quickly shook my head to clear the stern thoughts and took a bite of the pancake on the plate.

“It’s delicious…”

It was cooked just right, and the syrup and sugar sprinkled on it were quite tasty, whatever they were made of.

It was slightly different from the maple syrup I used to have in my original world, but it had a subtle sweetness that filled my mouth.

This, in its own way, had its own charm. And I felt a hint of lemon flavor, making it even better.

“Huh?”

Why am I naturally thinking that lemon flavor is nice?

No, when did I start liking lemons like this?

…

Instead of answering my own question, I looked at Lucia, who was sitting hunched under the blanket.

It’s probably because of that crazy, golden sun that I’m now developing a taste for lemons.

These days, whenever I feel a bit bored, I reach for lemon candies. I should probably change this habit.

“Hmm?!”

While making such a determination, a sudden scream burst out of my mouth, which had been quietly eating pancakes.

Startled, I turned to the side and saw Lucia, who had put her hand on my thigh.

“Who touched me to make me jump like that..”

Since I had said that today would be Lucia’s day, it was only fair to let this slide.

I tried to calm down my startled heart and focused on the movie again, removing my attention from my thigh. However, strangely, the scene that came on the screen was a bit provocative.

It wasn’t an adult movie, but there was an appropriate limit to the explicitness, with actors engaging in physical contact on a bed.

“Nothing will happen, right..”

Strangely, I felt a growing sense of unease, but I quickly brushed off that thought.

Since the movie itself was rated for ages 15 and up, this kind of physical contact would soon be over after a little bit.

“..But, why won’t it end.”

So I patiently stiffened my body until the actors’ provocative scene ended.

Lucia even held her breath, trying not to turn her attention towards me unnecessarily, silently wishing for the physical contact to end.

“Ugh.. hmph..”

For some reason, the physical contact happening on the TV was becoming more intense.

It wasn’t crossing any boundaries or anything, but it was like they were continuously engaged in slightly forceful kisses.

Just constantly touching each other all over… Isn’t this just an R-rated movie?

In case Lucia might touch me, I cautiously kept an eye on her, and our eyes met.

“Damn it.”

I quickly turned my head, but I could feel Lucia’s hand on my thigh exerting increasingly more pressure.

Although Lucia was doing nothing, she was hoping with all her might that nothing would happen.

-Salak!

“..Huh.”

With the sound of fabric brushing, Lucia’s hand slowly began to move on my thigh.

And, as it was, Lucia slowly caressed my thigh.

Silently cursing, I desperately hoped that Lucia wouldn’t suddenly become too passionate and engage in even more explicit physical contact.