Morning Rendezvous

Like yesterday, I sat on the passenger’s seat when I returned to Hitomi’s. And with my reminder to her that she didn’t need to wait outside of the car anymore, its engine roared and its wheels rolled as soon as I put on the seatbelt.

The slightly long trip towards my school went mostly silent. I tried talking to her, opening up various topics but Hitomi only answered tersely. She either answered yes or no without any other explanation.

However, parking at the same supermarket parking lot and activating the tinting of the car’s glass windows to get us a few minutes of private time happened once more.

Although that went mostly silent as well, Hitomi let loose of her inhibitions by asking me to cuddle her. We moved to the backseat of the car and laid down on it.

It’s a simple cuddling wherein Hitomi put down her identity as Otoha’s chauffeur. And looking at her just trying to fit herself inside my embrace, I couldn’t help but adore her.