Chapter 5 (1/2)

Yeah, it’s morning. I’ve come to school. I’m in front of the shoe lockers right now. BEING CONFESSED TO!

Ew, please let me off the hook. Why me. There’s a lot of other cute girls besides me you know.

Not only that, this guy won’t take no for an answer. If you stand in front of the shoe lockers, I can’t get my indoor shoes.

“… … Can you step aside for me?”

Since earlier, I’ve been asking him this.

“Nononono, please wait!  Please, I’m pleading here. How about it? We can start off as friends. You’re fine with that right? You’ll go out with me right?”

… … There’s a saying for this.

‘Ears that hear nothing. Prayers to a horse’s ear. It’s wrong to preach to Buddha.’  (Note: j.a.panese sayings that mean ‘there’s no point in…’

Seriously, what am I going to do with him? It’s not like the female me can forcibly push him aside.

Like this, should I just make friends with him? Yeah. No. I hate these kinds of playboys. No. I hate males in general. The cuteness of girls is sublime. They smell nice, they’re cute, they’re soft, they’re cute, they’re so cute!

… … Ah, I can’t avert my eyes from reality. Calm down… But, I’m at my limit…

“Move it.”

Hyo?

I hear a sudden, irritated voice from behind me.

“You in front of me. You’re in the way.”

When I turn around, it’s that brown haired guy with an ear-piercing from the same cla.s.s.

He looks super sleepy. He sounds super irritated. He looks super scary.

“Hah? In the way? Yeah right. Get off me.”

The obstacle in my way threatens.

Wait, I’m in the crossfire. Please stop. I’m scared.

“….Ah?”

“Ye-Yeah, can’t you see I’m in the middle of something!?”

“……So?”

“Pe-people are talking, so move………it.”

“…….Move it.”

The obstacle guy quickly runs away.

This guy is bada.s.s… The scary kind… of bada.s.s… Still, how convenient.

“Th-Thanks. You saved me.”

It’s vexing to do things like thanking a guy. But just this once. It’s good manners after all.

“Nn? Ah, it’s nothing. It must be tough being pointlessly beautiful.”

Says the Brown-hair-piercing while waving his hand and walking away. Wow, what a wishy washy person.

Calling all my hard work pointless! Why would the Brown-hair-piercing guy who stands out from all the Ikemens say such a wishy washy thing.

I enter the cla.s.sroom, and I greet Kiho and Kaede-chan as always.

The two return a smile. Ahhh, this scene. How healing.

“Soraaaa. Did you diet this morning?”

When I sit in my seat, Kiho asks me all of a sudden.

Why would I have to diet? As someone who goes for a jog every morning, I’d collapse if I dieted.

“No, I didn’t diet. Why?”

“UAAhhh–!  How composed! To eat breakfast on physical examination day, how composed! This person!”

“I hate that thin waist of yours,” says Kiho while reaching out her hands.

Physical exam day huh…Is that today? I totally forgot lol. Well, even if I remembered, I probably still wouldn’t go on a diet.

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So I say, but it comes time to enter the locker room.      (relevant)

When I enter, I feel my heart pointlessly start beating harder, but then it calms down. I don’t really care about what’s going on.

Rather, since there are a lot of girls wearing cute underwear, I even hear where they bought them. I’ve grown up.

It seems dressing up is important when it comes to love.

Gathered with the two others, I change into my usual gym clothes.

When I look in the direction of the chubby Kiho, I perfectly see her taking her white s.h.i.+rt off.

Huh? My eyes are seeing something weird. I must be sweating a little bit. No, I’m not feeling pity. Don’t pity her.

“……Jeez…..”

Noticing my line of sight, Kiho glares at me.

Even so, that expression sure is cute, so I don’t care.

“No. Nothing’s wrong?”

Yeah, there’s nothing wrong. I’m not thinking that you’re as flat as a cliff.