Somehow, I always felt that such a day would come… No, I’m confident it would.
“It’s next Sunday.”
“Oh, I’ve made plans for that day.” Before I could get into the main topic, Rioto immediately answered.
“Oh, ah, i-is that so, what…”
“Yeah.”
He ignored me, who was confused, while facing down with his long eyelashes in spite of being a man, with a nice face. The man in front of me, my (probably) lover (without a doubt) Ise Rioto, is drinking iced tea with a cool face.
……
Rioto had a good face since he was born.
So is he a child talent? Model? As a result, he was recruited in commercials and dramas.
However, he was devastatingly weak in emotions and couldn’t laugh. Soon, the child lost his job (this is what Rioto’s mother told me).
Rioto, who was as lovely as an angel, became a beautiful boy, and as a matter of course, he became handsome.
For a Japanese, he has fluffy brownish hair with light pigmentation, clear eyes, a straight nose, and soft lips.
Even though he has a soft voice, he sounds refreshing and pleasant to the ear, making you want to listen to him forever.
Although Rioto had such a perfect appearance, he was actually only a medium-level student even though he tried hard both in studies and sports.
People around him (including adults) thought that he wasn’t good enough. However, Rioto was working hard. During the marathon, he ran early in the morning, and after school, he went to the library and cram school to study. Even so, he was ranked in the middle.
But because he looked ridiculously attractive, everyone around him thought he was a super handsome guy who could do anything.
He should have ignored them, but Rioto was kind, obedient, and hardworking. He does his best to live up to their expectations.
I was curious about Rioto, so I often talked to him.
We were in the same soccer club from elementary school and went to the same cram school. Thus, although we only went to school together in junior high school, we knew each other.
In junior high school, he was called the “Aloof Handsome Guy” and “Impossible to Capture”, but it was simply because Rioto wasn’t good at socializing and had difficulty showing his emotions.
He was sad to be turned away by everyone, but he was proud of his good looks. Only his family and I were aware of his childish personality, which was hard to imagine from his appearance.
Rioto, a perfectly handsome guy, was popular anyway.
Since junior high school, he always had a girlfriend. However, when he got a confession and they started going out, it only lasted for a month at most.
Rioto tried to like her, but he was usually dumped one-sidedly, saying that “He’s different from his image”, “He’s boring to be with”, and “I don’t know what he’s thinking.”
Isn’t it strange to have their own expectations, like him, and then deny it?
But for some reason, all the girls were like that, and Rioto should’ve stopped when he reached the double-digit mark, but he kept going out with them.
“I’m glad you like me, and she’s different from the last one, so I won’t know unless I go out with her.”
Rioto seems to be an honorable man who says such things without expression on his face, but I think he was really hoping that the next time, a girl would go out with him even though he is clumsy.
Immediately after becoming a high school student, he was the first among his friends to lose his vir*in*ty. At that time, he looked very happy (although he was expressionless, he blinked a lot and his tone was quicker) and I thought Rioto finally found his destiny! I thought, but he wasn’t even with that person for less than a month.
By that time, Rioto had become famous as a “those who come are welcome, those who leave are not regretted” guy, and with the added rumor of his “doing it right away” nature, he was even targeted by girls who only wanted to get laid.
It seems that sleeping with Rioto, who has a good face, is a status.
As you can imagine, that wasn’t good for Rioto, and I felt awfully disgusted, so I complained.
“Hey, Rioto. That’s not how s** works, we’re high school students.”
I was probably the only one who could say this to Rioto, the very handsome and popular guy.
If he stares back at you with his beautiful face that never changes expression, most people would be intimidated and think he is looking down at them.
However, if the answer didn’t come immediately, Rioto would have thought hard about what they said.
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He’s not making fun of them.
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By the way, Kai is my name. Amemiya Kai.
When I had this conversation with Rioto, I was a little relieved and I seriously wondered if I was paying attention to the wrong direction around him. I thought seriously.
And I thought to myself, ‘Doesn’t this guy need me to be there for him? I thought that I was a great person.
Or rather, I justified being next to Rioto by thinking so.
I mean, we’ve known each other since childhood and we’re friends, so it wouldn’t be funny if we were fooling around in close proximity. But when I hit puberty, I watched AV and realized that my love interest was the same sex, so I kind of needed an excuse.
Yes, I felt guilty.
There were times when I imagined what it would be like to be held by Rioto and pulled it out. The development of my backside was solely taken care of by Rioto in my fantasies.
I heard a lot of rumors that he was quite intense, that he was spoiled, and so on… Well, let’s put that aside.
Thanks to my advice, the second and third years of high school were fairly quiet.
He was in and out of relationships but it didn’t seem that their relationship was complicated nor was there any breakup.
I watched Rioto’s relationships with women with a sense of bewilderment. But he was dumped too much, and when he did, I was in a favorable position to comfort him by affirming him when he was depressed and difficult to understand because of his denials. I continued to put on the skin of a good best friend.
It was at the high school graduation ceremony that the skin was torn.
“Hey, did you get… assaulted??”
I turned pale at the sight of Rioto, who came to the meeting place.
I thought that the buttons on his uniform would have been taken away by now, but his jacket itself was gone as well as his sweater, shirt buttons, and belt.
Rioto was wearing a tattered shirt, he looked as if he might have been assaulted or chased off.
“No, I gave it to them because they wanted it.”
Rioto looks cool in any outfit with no expression on his face that I wanted to stuff him in a scene from a movie.
“… You know, you’re too popular, don’t you think?”
I somehow anticipated that this might happen, so I took out my parka jacket from my luggage. “Look, I’ll lend you the one I brought as a spare in case you get cold.”
Rioto is taller than me but he’s larger, so it won’t be a problem. I gave him the parka as if I was pushing it on him while making a reasonable excuse.
Rioto who received the hoodie stared at me and then sniffed it.
“I’m not the one who left it like that!”
“Yeah, it smells good. Thanks, I’ll borrow it.”
He must have suspected that I left it in the locker.
Well, it’s true that I’m sloppy, so it can’t be helped.
Rioto, who was wearing a hoodie, was expressionless but he was clearly relieved.
I wondered why everyone was saying they liked Rioto, but they bothered him.
“If it were me, I would take care of Rioto.”
“Eh?”
I was flustered by the words that came out unconsciously.
“Ah, no, I thought it was too much. If you think about it, what are you going to do on the way home or on the train.”
“I didn’t say no either.”
I was even more irritated with Rioto, who didn’t seem to care about my irritation and seemed to have given up a little bit.
“Refuse.”
“I feel bad, it’s impossible.”
“Ah! So even if I said I want to go out with Rioto, you wouldn’t refuse!”
It’s a tit-for-tat.
……
“Eh?!!!”
After a good 30 seconds had passed, Rioto surprised me with the loudest voice I had ever heard.
“Well, I guess so.”
If a friend suddenly said something like that to me, I would be scared. If it was a girl, I wouldn’t know.
What am I going to do if I put him on the spot by saying I’ll take care of him?
To be honest, I was in the worst mood because of my gaffe. I was in the middle of a bed of needles.
I wanted to run away but I told myself that if this would help Rioto learn to say no, it would be a meaningful sacrifice.
It’s a love that won’t come true anyway.
I was ready to die an honorable death. If anything, use it as a fertilizer for Rioto’s life.
I waited for Rioto’s reply with such a feeling.
I was afraid of what kind of face he had, so I looked down.
If others saw it, he would probably look expressionless. But I’m sure it would be disgust with a beautiful face.
I had the confidence to understand that.
……
I was the one who couldn’t stand the silence for too long.
I really wanted to wait a little longer but I would have been happy to go along with Rioto’s pace in any other situation, but as expected, I couldn’t stand this one.
I looked up with my usual careless Japanese polite smile, and there was Rioto’s handsome face as usual.
Strangely, the hoodie looks like a high brand when Rioto wears it but it looks like loungewear when I wear it.
“… I understand.”
I patted my chest when Rioto answered quietly.
I thought I could laugh it off and say it was a joke.
Even though I thought so, for some reason, I was hugged by Rioto.
“Ha???”
“I’ll go out with you.”
“No, huh?”
“I don’t want to refuse because I hate it. You don’t want to, Kai?”
There’s no way that I don’t want to.
“Oh, no, eh, huh, eh??”
“Ah, there they are. Ise-cchi, Ame-Ame, let’s go to karaoke!”
“Yeah, I’m coming.”
Without understanding, I went to the last karaoke party of my high school life with Rioto and the usual people who don’t read the atmosphere.
…….
Rioto and I went to the same university, although we’re in different departments.
By the way, the guys we’ve been hanging out with since high school are also on the same campus, even though we didn’t arrange it.
I guess what it comes down to is that we don’t have to conform to anyone else, we’re all similar in sensibilities, grades, timing, and so on.
Needless to say, Rioto is very popular in college.
However, he was happy that he never got dumped because he used the “I’m going out with someone” card, which is his trump card. Apparently, being dumped was more painful than I thought it would be.
When asked who he was dating, Rioto kept his girlfriend a secret by saying, “Because it would cause trouble for the other person.” For that reason, there were unfounded rumors that he was dating a celebrity or a teacher. I guess it was better than being called a yachirin.
Quite often I was asked, “Who is Rioto’s girlfriend?” I was asked (and still get asked about it) but I pushed through with “I don’t know.”
Because of Rioto’s image of “he doesn’t even let his guard down with his good friends” (according to them, he is also mysterious and cool), so my words were never doubted.
Rioto is really a guy who is easily gossiped about.
Before we knew it, we were in our second year of college. We reached the age where we could drink alcohol.
By the time I was in my third year, I realized that my love interest was a guy, and I never had a lover.
So I don’t know if I can say it outright but I think my relationship with Rioto is going well.
No, that’s what I thought.
Our first date was a movie during spring break.
But if you think about it, this is something we do all the time.
Whenever we felt like it, we would call each other and play as always.
I went to the university entrance ceremony with Rioto as if it were a matter of course. We spent most of the time together on campus.
We had separate lectures once classes started in earnest, but we ate lunch together (although the other guys were there, too) and went home together, too.
Just when I thought nothing had changed since middle school and high school, Rioto came to my house as usual and we were watching a movie in my room when it happened.
Even though we were watching a B-grade foreign horror movie and it wasn’t a sweet and sour love story, somehow, the atmosphere was so good that we kissed.
I was so surprised because it was our first kiss that I put a blanket on and curled up like a daifuku.
Rioto seemed surprised by my actions, but without saying anything, he started playing an Indian movie that he was interested in, and I found myself imitating the mysterious dance.
I think Rioto changed the awkward atmosphere.
I was reminded once again that he has a lot of experience in love (though they didn’t last long).
After that happened, he started kissing me whenever I went to one of their rooms to play.
By the time a year had passed, I think I had become a reasonably good kisser myself.
But we hadn’t progressed beyond that point yet.
We were conveniently alone at home, and there were times when the atmosphere was like that, but I just refused to go along with it.
It’s not that I didn’t want to. Even the Rioto I fantasized about took care of me and I want to worship the real thing, too.
However, if you kiss, you may be able to kiss regardless of gender. Still, how many men don’t wilt when they see a bare d**k? Rioto is originally a normal guy and has a lot of experience. He also had a girlfriend once who had really big b**bs.
I don’t think there is anything to compare, but he might realize that his relationship with me was a mistake. He might realize that it’s impossible with a man after all.
No, no, maybe it’s better to wake up.
But just a little more… and we kept dating until now.
But finally, Rioto must have realized that there was something wrong with the relationship.
Oh, I’m in this kind of relationship, but my partner is an ace, so it’s another situation
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