Mashiro best girl

v9, 4.4: a very horrible quick translation.
Sorata rushed back to Sakurasou from the university.
When he arrived at Sakurasou, it is already 12:07, 7 minutes late.
"Mashiro!"
Sorata yelled out Mashiro's name as he forced the door open. He took off his shoes and went up the stairs before closing the door.
Suddenly, a sound was made behind Sorata.
Sorata came to a pause.
It might be a cat, but it might also be Mashiro. Sorata carried the taught and headed towards the origin of the noise, room 101.
Standing at the entrance, he feels there is somebody inside. There is no mistake to it, there must be someone.
"Mashiro, is that you?"
Sorata confirms as he opens the door.
In his view is his own room, the room that he is used to. But from Sorata's mouth he drew the words
"ha? what!?"
Across the room spreads clothings, towels, manga, magazines, copies of the game's data. Without a place to stand, it resembles someone's room.
In the middle of the mess, there is a cute monster with messy clothes.
It's Mashiro. Wearing the dress Sorata shyly picked during their last date.
Covered by a light wool jacket, its a thoughtful combination. However this is not the time to enjoy the view.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
Mashiro stares at Sorata.
"Its out of excitement"
"or rather out of anger, right!?"
"..."
"Ahhh~ what to do about this? It's going to be an annoyance to tidy...."
He picks up the game data and enters the room.
"I blame Sorta"
"I am late, sorry. I am really sorry, I had an argument with Akasaka."
"To Sorata, Ryuunosuke is more important."
"How did it turn out to be like this?"
"...."
Mashiro looks unsatisfied, and started to mess with Sorata's cloths again.
"Ah! I already said sorry!"
"Sorata doesn't know anything."
"I already apologized for being late."
"I don't care about you being late."
"huh? You don't care!?"
Sorata is already lost.
"Sorata you don't understand."
"No, wait, that is my line."
"You don't me anymore."
"I like! You are my favorite!"
What is this shameful play....
"Lier!"
Mashiro looks toward the side.
"Its true!"
"but, that day, you didn't do anything"
Mashiro stretched out her lips like a child on tantrum.
"That day?"
What is she talking about?
"The day we went to the sea...."
"...."
What happened?
"in the evening!"
"pff!"
"it was only the two of us by ourselves."
"Wha! Wait! You, you, you, what are you talking about?"
"Even though I wore the victory pantsu"
Mashiro got more and more unhappy.
"I even wore them whenever we date."
"th, th, that... err"
Sorata finally understood. Why every time Mashiro looks at him with intended eyes when they return from their dates...
"even though I am wearing them right now."
Mashiro stares at Sorata.
"Sorata."
"what is it?"
"Am I a failing girlfriend?"
"...."
Sorata felt the relationship should slowly progress through their weekly dates.
"I don't understand Sorata even though we are together."
However, that is not enough.
"Sorata doesn't want to touch me?"
He doesn't want the other to get hurt... (note: by now I realize I am completely horrible at translating)
"Of course I want to touch you"
"Really?"
Some time, it is necessary to take a giant stride. That is a method of displaying affection. If everyday is the same as the previous one, then there is no need to become lovers.
"I always wanted to touch you, want to kiss you, but I do not understand Mashiro's mood..."
"...I also do not know what we should do as lovers."
"Its my first time going out with girls. There are a lot of things I do not know about."
"It's the same for Sorata?"
"ya, unlike cleaning, washing clothes, or preparing food, things that I can do for you, when our date ends, if you tell me "you can do anything" I would still not know what to do. Even if I want to do something I don't know how."
"..."
"that is why.... with that, I will work hard at bringing my feelings across. Let's put forth more effort together."
"...."
"ah, no, maybe it's incorrect to say to work hard"
There is a bit of regret after saying that.
"no, I will work hard."
"huh?"
"'Working hard' is fine, finally I can work with Sorata together."
Mashiro smiles while placing her hands in front of her chest. Its a sincere smile from within her.
Sorata heart starts to wobble.
"No, no matter what we do, the timing is very important!"
Mashiro looks directly at Sorata while listening to those words.
Those beautiful eyes attracted Sorata.
"..."
"..."
Silence grow between the two of them. Passion grows from their eyes.
No matter what, the timing is important.
Then, how about this moment.
Mashiro stares at Sorata and slowly closed her eyes.
The Sorata right now is no longer the fool from before. In the current situation, he already knew the answer.
Now is the timing.
Sorata placed his hands on Mashiro's shoulders, Mashiro trembled a little. Sorata is not afraid, he slowly bends down and kissed Mashiro's lips. Just like that, the two fell onto the bed full of clothes.
Mashiro lie on the side of her head and looks at Sorata with moist eyes. The two hearts beat excitedly.
Mashiro is very beautiful, very cute, very likable. Because of that, Sorata really wanted to hold Mashiro in his arms.
"Mashiro...."
"....mmm"
Mashiro wrapped her arms around Sorata's neck and snaps it (note: sorry for ruining the mood guys)
The two kissed again. At that time, a sound came from the doorway.
"!?"
The two bodies trembled.
Who came in?
Footsteps approached the room.
"hey, Sorata, listen to this!"
Rita stands in the opened entrance. Sorata and Mashiro is still tangled in bed.
"The two of you seem to be quite heated, I should take my leave."
"ah~ wait wait wait! No need to hide!" you can come join us
Sorata jumped up. Mashiro also sat down on the bed.
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Rita: "Please excuse me, please enjoy."
After that, she closed Sorata's room door.
"..."
"..."
The two are now silent, Mashiro straightens her messy clothing.
"well, Mashiro?"
"what is it?"
"continue?"
"no"
"that..."
Sorata's switch has been completely turn on. It is unbearable to stop in the middle.
"cannot do it today anymore"
Mashiro shyly avoided his eyes.
"why is that?"
"because it requires timing"
"haaaaa"
He gave a disappointing sigh.
"Sorata is so H"
"It is you, Mashiro, who got me into this mood!"
Mashiro looks at the Sorata who just yelled out happily.
"fine, Mashiro, lets go out on a date"
Just like that, he would have to nurture the mood again from the beginning.
Sorata made up his mind. Today, even though its a little late, Sorata and Mashiro went out on a date.
A few days later, on the Sakurasou journal it is written.
--must make red bean rice~ by: Misaki