My Futanari Lover

15-VI

Cecilia was lying on her bed, facedown on her pillow. She wasn't in her usual cheerful mood.

"Is everything all right, Cecilia?" Irine folded her arms. What's with her today? After she came home, Cecilia went straight to her room. She didn't pay her housemates any mind.

"Nothing's wrong," Cecilia grumbled.

"Is it because Natski accompanied you back?" Irine asked. It wasn't Sora as usual. "It was kind of her."

"No," was her muffled response.

Then what could it be...? Irine had never seen her housemate act like this. Because Cecilia usually had a bubbly smile on her face, it came across as jarring. Very jarring. Something was clearly bothering her, but she didn't want to tell Irine for whatever reason. There's one last thing I could ask her...

"Would you like some cookies and milk...?"

"No."

I'm out of ideas, then. Irine sighed. Maybe all she needed was a good day of rest–...

RING!

"Ah, someone's at the door." Irine turned around and quickly left her room.

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I didn't come here with any plan in mind!

Sora gripped his hair tightly before letting go. He was standing in front of her house. But where do I go from here?! Frein gave him a burst of motivation, but that was dwindling by the second. What am I going to say to her?! He already rang the doorbell, so turning around was not an option. Ahh, maybe I should back away–...

"Oh, Sora!" Irine opened the door. "Hello! I thought you'd accompany Cecilia home."

"E-Er, hi!" Sora waved with an awkward smile. "I, uh... had something to do! Is she home?"

"Yes, she's in her room." Irine nodded, then her lips turned into a frown. "She's... in a bad mood, I think."

"Huh?" Sora cocked his head. A bad mood?

"I don't know what happened, but she isn't in her usual mood." Irine briefly raised her shoulders. "Do you know something about it?"

It's affected her that much...? He didn't realize she'd be this down in the dumps. Is it really because of me? Because she...

"Can I see her?"

"Sure!" Irine smiled. "Please go see her."

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Cecilia rolled around in her bed, restless. She buried her head under the pillow. She didn't have the energy to do anything for a while.

Why am I so upset?

She had suspicions since yesterday. There was something off about Sora. This invisible wall had been erected between them. She hoped that maybe her hunches were wrong, that she was simply overreaching.

But Sora wasn't here today...

That couldn't stop her mind from jumping to terrible scenarios. When she didn't hear his piano music, she thought Sora would be coming to see her instead. But he didn't. Even Frein didn't see him. Did she... bother him too much?

I... don't know that for sure.

No, maybe Natski was right! Maybe he was busy! That's why he couldn't accompany her back home. Surely, she was jumping to conclusions. There's no way Sora would avoid her!