The temporary pain had long since disappeared. Amamiya Shiori lowered his head, looked away from Shiraishi Mai's eyes, turned slightly sideways, and leaned gently against Shiraishi's side.
If there weren't so many people around, if the two of them were alone in private, she would most likely make an impulsive choice like the situation just now.
However, there were not so many ifs, and she gradually calmed down.
During this process, Mai Shiraishi didn't say a word, as if like Amamiya Shiori, she was immersed in some kind of reverie and experienced some kind of touch in that short moment.
"What gift does Xiaozhi want?" Shiraishi asked abruptly, breaking the silence.
"Eh?" Amamiya Shiori looked sideways, "What gift? A Valentine's Day gift?"
This answer was a bit stupid, and she regretted it after saying it, with a hint of blush on her cheeks.
"Valentine's Day has been almost a week, how could it be so late. Besides, didn't I give you chocolates and a hat?"
"Having said that, but...there aren't any holidays to celebrate recently?" Amamiya Soi asked confused.
"It's a birthday gift! A birthday gift! Xiaozhi won't forget his own birthday, right? It's the 20th of next month."
"Oh, this is it." Amamiya Sori suddenly realized.
To be honest, if it hadn't been for the reminder of the birthday festival before, Amamiya Shiori would have almost forgotten that his birthday was coming soon. After all, she hadn't had a proper celebration in the past ten years or so. If she remembered, she would treat herself to a good meal. If she couldn't remember, she would just pretend that nothing happened and it wasn't important anyway.
Last year’s birthday in Nogizaka was already the grandest one ever. The manager sent a cake, and the members of Nogizaka congratulated and shared, making it more lively than ever before.
"So, is there anything Xiaozhi wants? Clothes? Jewelry? Or cosmetics?"
"Emm... I don't have anything in particular I want." Amamiya Sori held her chin. Shiraishi Mai has already given enough clothes to her; as for jewelry, she doesn’t often wear it; she doesn’t study much about cosmetics, and usually uses affordable brands, so she doesn’t have much demand for high-end cosmetics.
"Tell me about it!" Mai Shiraishi took Amamiya Shiori's arm and shook it coquettishly.
"But, what I said doesn't mean there's no surprise at all?" Amamiya Shiori said with a smile, "Although I'm the one receiving the gift, the one giving the gift is Mai. If I were to make the decision, the gift would be lacking. Heartfelt.”
"Well, of course I still have to choose the gift myself!" Shiraishi Mai's smile froze, and then quickly recovered, "Xiao Zhi can just give you a hint of the range."
"What's the range?"
"Be broad," Shiraishi Mai added, "no need to be too precise."
"Well..." Amamiya Sugaru touched his smooth chin, "First of all, the price does not need to be high. Secondly, it must have practical value. Finally, the appearance must be as beautiful as possible."
"Beautiful, practical, and not expensive. Is that all?"
"Is it just like nonsense?" Amamiya Shiori smiled, "Actually, I don't have any requirements. As long as it's a gift from Mai, I like it."
There are too many things that meet these three conditions. They can be sports and fitness equipment, practical electronic products, instruments such as massage, hot compress, steaming and hydrating the face, or... Mai Shiraishi's eyes looked down. The clothes swept over Amamiya Shiori's body, resting on her plump and straight breasts that even a simple uniform dress couldn't hide.
"I have an idea!" Shiraishi Mai had an idea. It was definitely an unexpected gift from Amamiya Sori.
"Oh~ Do you have an idea so quickly?"
"Hmph, Xiaozhi will definitely be surprised when the time comes!" Mai Shiraishi said proudly.
"It's okay to be surprised. What kind of gift? A luxury car key or a real estate certificate?" Amamiya Soi joked.
"That's a nice thought. Even if I want to give it as a gift, I have to have money to afford it first!" Mai Shiraishi grabbed Amamiya Shiori's face angrily.
The girls in the front row fighting for balloons finally had enough.
The noisy crowd gradually quieted down under the guidance of the staff. The members sitting on the steps showed a relaxed posture in front of the camera, and took dozens of photos in a row.
After the accidental episode, Shiraishi Mai and Amamiya Sori returned to the way they used to get along.
On the bus back to Tokyo, the two people sitting together chatted and joked as usual.
However, these are just appearances.
As soon as he returned to his dormitory and his room, Amamiya Shiori couldn't wait to release the restraints all over his body. He washed his tired body with hot water to take away the sweat and dirt. Then he stepped into the bathtub filled with hot water and milk bath salts and hugged her. Tighten your knees and huddle up.
"Gulu - Gulu -" Several bubbles suddenly appeared on the water surface covered by floating foam, and then a figure emerged from under the water.
The wet long hair was close to the white and pink skin, and the milky white foam hung on the body, slowly sliding down the body surface. Amamiya Souri greedily breathed the air, and her chest rose and fell.
The water is hot and my heart can't calm down no matter what.
Amamiya Suga patted his cheeks with both hands, and his breathing changed from rapid to calm.
But her heart is still pounding, and the impulse is still lingering in Amamiya Shiori's mind. She desperately wants to do something. Obtaining it openly may be just a luxury, but trying quietly may not be impossible.
After brushing her teeth, drying her body, putting on her pajamas, and tying up her blow-dried hair, Amamiya took a peach-flavored fruit candy in her mouth.
In front of the fitting mirror, she looked at herself in the mirror. The girl in front of her had rosy cheeks and eyes full of autumn water.
Taking a deep breath and mustering up her courage, as if rushing to the battlefield, she stepped on her cotton slippers, hugged her pillow tightly, walked out of her den, and came to the door of a room she often visited.
The lights in the room were not turned off, but it was very quiet. There was no sound of running water. Mai Shiraishi must have taken a shower and was probably lying on the bed reading a magazine.
Amamiya Suga swallowed, but the candy in her mouth had not yet melted.
She knocked on the door twice.
"Who is it?" Mai Shiraishi's voice came from inside the door.
"Ma Yiyan, it's me."
"Oh, Xiaozhi! I'll be right away."
Not long after, the door opened. Shiraishi Mai was also wearing light and close-fitting pajamas, and her loose hair was simply fixed with a hair tie.
Amamiya Shiori entered the room with ease and closed the door. When he usually comes to Shiraishi's room and sleeps with her, Amamiya Shiori always feels relaxed and happy.
But this time, due to impure motives, things that had been taken for granted made Amamiya Sori a little nervous.
She put the pillow on the bedside, then lifted the quilt and lay down in it. She turned her face sideways and stared at Mai Shiraishi who was leaning on the bedside reading a magazine. She was as quiet as a good child next to her mother.
