Kali Ini Biar Saya Suapkan Awak - Vocaloid 神威x巡音

💜💗💜💗💜 Story 💗💜💗💜💗 This Time, Let Me Feed You The fireworks had not begun yet. The two of them sat on a small hill behind the shrine, gazing at the festival lights in the distance. The little bells on Gakupo's wrist chimed softly in the evening breeze. Jingle— Jingle— Luka glanced down at them and couldn't help smiling. "Those bells really sound nice." "You gave them to me. Of course they sound nice." "Just because they came from me?" "Yes." Gakupo answered so readily that Luka was momentarily stunned. "...Have you been getting better at saying things like that lately?" "What kind of things?" "Things that make it impossible for me to know how to respond." Gakupo chuckled softly. "Then you don't have to respond." "Huh?" "Just listen." Luka turned her face away, pretending to concentrate on the distant festival lights. However, the faint pink at the tips of her ears completely betrayed her feelings. After a while, she suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right." Luka raised the candy apple in her hand. "I haven't finished it yet." The candy coating shimmered with a faint red glow between the moonlight and the festival lanterns. She lowered her head and took another bite. Crunch. "Mmm... It's still delicious." Gakupo looked at her. "You really like it that much?" "Of course." Luka nodded. "Candy apples from festivals have a special taste." "It's just an apple and sugar." "That's not the point." She shook her head seriously. "It's delicious because we bought it at a festival." Gakupo was silent for a moment. "I see." "You don't believe me?" "I do." He looked at the other candy apple in his hand and suddenly smiled. "Then I want to try it too." "Didn't you already eat one?" "That was me eating it myself." He paused. "I want to try it the way you did earlier." Luka blinked. "The way I did?" Gakupo didn't answer. He simply set his own candy apple aside and took the one from Luka's hand. "Huh?" "Let me borrow this." "But..." Before she could finish, Gakupo was already holding the stick of the candy apple. He looked at the candy coating, then back at Luka. "Open your mouth." Luka's eyes widened instantly. "...What?" "Didn't you feed me earlier?" "Th-That was because you said it was difficult to bite..." "Mm-hm." Gakupo nodded. "So now it's my turn." Luka suddenly found herself unable to speak. She looked at the candy apple in front of her, then at Gakupo. "But that's mine..." "So I'll be careful." "That's not the problem..." Gakupo suppressed a smile. "Then what is the problem?" Luka fell silent. There was no way she could say it— Because when you look at me like that, I get nervous. There was no way she could say something like that out loud. "...It's nothing." In the end, that was all she could say. Gakupo didn't press her for an answer. He simply brought the candy apple closer to her. "Then, open your mouth." Luka's cheeks gradually turned pink. "...Ah." At last, she gently opened her mouth. Gakupo brought the candy apple to her lips. She carefully took a bite. Crunch. The crisp sound echoed between the two of them. Gakupo looked at her. "Is it good?" Luka chewed for a moment and nodded. "Mm-hm." "Sweeter than before?" Luka paused. Then she couldn't help smiling. "Are you comparing it to earlier?" "Yes." "Why?" "Because you fed me earlier." Gakupo's voice remained calm. "And now I'm feeding you." Luka's smile gradually softened. "...Then which one do you think is sweeter?" Gakupo looked at her. This time, he didn't answer immediately. After a few seconds, he finally said, "This one." Luka blinked. "The candy apple?" "No." She immediately understood what he meant. Her cheeks turned bright red. "Gakupo..." "Hmm?" "You've really gotten good at saying things like that." "You taught me." "Me?" "Yes." He gently shook his wrist. The little bells rang with a clear, delicate sound. "You said earlier that you're not alone anymore." Luka fell silent. Gakupo held the candy apple out to her again. "So from now on, we can eat them together." Luka looked at him. After a moment, she gently nodded. "Okay." She took another bite. Crunch. The sweet candy coating cracked apart. This time, she didn't think the candy apple tasted good simply because it was part of a festival. Because the person beside her seemed to make the summer night itself taste sweeter. Suddenly, the first explosion echoed in the distance. Boom—! The night sky instantly bloomed with brilliant light. Luka looked up. "It's starting!" Gakupo also looked toward the sky. Colorful fireworks continued to blossom one after another, illuminating their faces. And they remained sitting side by side. Only a small piece of candy apple remained in their hands. This time, neither of them hurried to finish it. Because they both knew— The summer night was still long. ------ Melayu Pertunjukan bunga api masih belum bermula. Mereka berdua duduk di atas sebuah bukit kecil di belakang kuil, memandang cahaya festival yang kelihatan dari kejauhan. Loceng kecil di pergelangan tangan Gakupo berbunyi perlahan ditiup angin malam. Ting— Ting— Luka memandangnya lalu tidak dapat menahan senyuman. "Loceng itu memang sedap didengar." "Awak yang berikan kepada saya. Sudah tentu bunyinya sedap." "Hanya kerana saya yang memberikannya?" "Ya." Gakupo menjawab dengan begitu pantas sehingga Luka terdiam seketika. "...Awak semakin pandai mengatakan perkara seperti itu kebelakangan ini, ya?" "Perkara seperti apa?" "Perkara yang membuat saya tidak tahu bagaimana hendak menjawab." Gakupo ketawa kecil. "Kalau begitu, awak tak perlu menjawab." "Hah?" "Cukup dengarkan saja." Luka memalingkan wajah, berpura-pura memberi perhatian kepada cahaya festival yang jauh di hadapan. Namun, rona merah samar di hujung telinganya langsung membocorkan perasaannya. Selepas beberapa ketika, dia tiba-tiba teringat sesuatu. "Oh, ya." Luka mengangkat gula-gula epal yang dipegangnya. "Saya masih belum habiskan lagi." Salutan gula merah itu berkilauan samar di antara cahaya bulan dan cahaya tanglung festival. Dia menundukkan kepala lalu menggigitnya sekali lagi. Krak. "Mmm... Masih sedap." Gakupo memandangnya. "Awak memang suka sangat?" "Sudah tentu." Luka mengangguk. "Gula-gula epal dari festival mempunyai rasa yang istimewa." "Bukankah itu cuma epal dan gula?" "Bukan begitu." Dia menggeleng dengan bersungguh-sungguh. "Ia sedap kerana kita membelinya di festival." Gakupo terdiam seketika. "Begitu rupanya." "Awak tak percaya?" "Saya percaya." Dia memandang gula-gula epal yang satu lagi di tangannya lalu tiba-tiba tersenyum. "Kalau begitu, saya juga mahu mencubanya." "Bukankah awak sudah makan tadi?" "Tadi saya makan sendiri." Dia berhenti seketika. "Saya mahu mencuba cara awak tadi." Luka berkelip. "Cara saya?" Gakupo tidak menjawab. Dia hanya meletakkan gula-gula epalnya sendiri di tepi lalu mengambil gula-gula epal dari tangan Luka. "Eh?" "Pinjam sekejap." "Tapi..." Sebelum Luka sempat menghabiskan ayatnya, Gakupo sudah memegang batang gula-gula epal itu. Dia memandang salutan gulanya, kemudian memandang Luka semula. "Buka mulut." Mata Luka terus terbeliak. "...Apa?" "Bukankah tadi awak suapkan saya?" "Itu, itu sebab awak kata susah hendak menggigit..." "Hmm." Gakupo mengangguk. "Jadi sekarang giliran saya." Luka tiba-tiba tidak tahu hendak berkata apa-apa. Dia memandang gula-gula epal di hadapannya, kemudian memandang Gakupo. "Tapi itu milik saya..." "Sebab itu saya akan berhati-hati." "Bukan itu masalahnya..." Gakupo menahan senyuman. "Kalau begitu, apa masalahnya?" Luka terdiam. Tidak mungkin dia boleh berkata— Sebab apabila awak memandang saya seperti itu, saya jadi gementar. Dia tidak mungkin dapat meluahkan kata-kata seperti itu. "...Tak ada apa-apa." Akhirnya, hanya itu yang mampu dikatakannya. Gakupo tidak bertanya lebih lanjut. Dia hanya mendekatkan gula-gula epal itu kepadanya. "Kalau begitu, buka mulut." Pipi Luka semakin merah. "...Ah." Akhirnya, dia membuka mulutnya perlahan-lahan. Gakupo mendekatkan gula-gula epal itu ke bibirnya. Luka menggigitnya dengan berhati-hati. Krak. Bunyi rangup itu bergema di antara mereka berdua. Gakupo memandangnya. "Sedap?" Luka mengunyah seketika lalu mengangguk. "Hmm." "Lebih manis daripada tadi?" Luka terdiam seketika. Kemudian dia tidak dapat menahan senyuman. "Awak sedang membandingkannya dengan tadi?" "Ya." "Kenapa?" "Sebab tadi awak suapkan saya." Suara Gakupo kekal tenang. "Dan sekarang saya pula suapkan awak." Senyuman Luka perlahan-lahan menjadi lembut. "...Jadi, awak rasa yang mana lebih manis?" Gakupo memandangnya. Kali ini, dia tidak terus menjawab. Selepas beberapa saat, akhirnya dia berkata, "Yang ini." Luka berkelip. "Gula-gula epal?" "Bukan." Luka terus memahami maksudnya. Pipinya serta-merta menjadi merah padam. "Gakupo..." "Hmm?" "Awak memang semakin pandai berkata-kata begitu." "Awak yang ajar saya." "Saya?" "Ya." Dia menggoyangkan pergelangan tangannya perlahan-lahan. Loceng kecil itu berbunyi dengan suara yang jernih dan lembut. "Tadi awak kata, sekarang awak tidak bersendirian lagi." Luka terdiam. Gakupo menghulurkan semula gula-gula epal itu kepadanya. "Jadi mulai sekarang, kita boleh makan bersama-sama." Luka memandangnya. Selepas beberapa ketika, dia mengangguk perlahan. "Baiklah." Dia menggigitnya sekali lagi. Krak. Salutan gula yang manis itu pecah. Kali ini, Luka tidak merasakan gula-gula epal itu sedap hanya kerana ia sebahagian daripada festival. Kerana orang yang berada di sisinya seolah-olah membuat malam musim panas itu sendiri terasa lebih manis. Tiba-tiba, bunyi letupan pertama bergema dari kejauhan. Boom—! Langit malam serta-merta dihiasi cahaya yang gemilang. Luka mendongak. "Sudah bermula!" Gakupo turut memandang ke langit. Bunga api berwarna-warni terus mekar satu demi satu, menerangi wajah mereka. Dan mereka masih duduk bersebelahan. Gula-gula epal di tangan mereka hanya tinggal sedikit. Kali ini, tiada seorang pun yang tergesa-gesa menghabiskannya. Kerana mereka berdua tahu— Malam musim panas ini masih panjang.