A Beautiful Girl Confessed Her Love to Me as a Punishment Game, but After We Started Dating, She Started Getting More and More Obsessive

Chapter 25

“Dachi-san liked Fujisaki-kun? Why?” I asked.

“I’m into good-looking guys. Toru has a great face, doesn’t he?” Dachi-san replied.

“Well, yeah,” I agreed.

“It’s not just his face. He’s tall, handsome, has great style, plays soccer well, looks super cool during matches, and is really popular with girls,” Dachi-san explained.

“Uh, yeah,” I nodded.

Dachi-san’s cheeks flushed, and her sparkling eyes made her glow as she talked about Fujisaki-kun.

However, when I calmly considered her words, they sounded pretty superficial.

Still, I completely agreed.

I saw Fujisaki-kun’s flaws because of bad timing and circumstances, but honestly, if Kiryu-san wasn’t involved, Fujisaki-kun had no real flaws.

As Dachi-san said, he was handsome, the soccer team’s ace, and got so many Valentine’s chocolates they overflowed from his shoe locker.

Even so, I found it surprising that Dachi-san liked him because she was the one who started that penalty game.

“Then why did Dachi-san try to set Fujisaki-kun up with Kiryu-san?” I asked.

“Are you blaming me too, Numata?” Dachi-san responded.

Her eyes narrowed, and her tone grew cold.

“No, I’m not blaming you. I was just curious. I mean, don’t people usually hate the idea of their crush dating someone else?” I clarified.

“You wouldn’t understand since you’ve never liked someone,” Dachi-san assumed.

“Why do you assume that?” I questioned.

“Have you ever liked someone?” Dachi-san asked.

“Well, yeah, I have…” I admitted.

“What was it like?” Dachi-san pressed.

It was probably in fifth grade, I think.

“It suddenly rained one afternoon, and I didn’t have an umbrella, so I was in trouble. A girl said, ‘I have a folding umbrella,’ and lent me hers. I liked her,” I recalled.

“But isn’t that just liking her as a person?” Dachi-san questioned.

“No, after that, I started thinking she was cute and followed her with my eyes. I listened to her conversations, paid attention to what she liked and when her birthday was. I think I really liked her,” I explained.

In the end, I never talked to her.

Buying a handkerchief with her favorite character embroidered on it to give her as a birthday gift was a good memory.

That handkerchief still sat unopened in my drawer.

“Creepy,” Dachi-san remarked.

“That’s harsh!” I exclaimed.

She brutally dismissed my secret first love, causing me mental damage.

“But my ‘like’ and your ‘like’ are different. You’ve never kept liking someone even when you knew it was hopeless, right?” Dachi-san asked.

“I never thought a girl I liked would like me back,” I admitted.

“That’s not what I mean. Unlike you, I actually show my feelings to the person I like,” Dachi-san clarified.

“You confessed?” I asked.

“Not exactly. But I don’t need to for it to be obvious. Toru doesn’t even notice me. He won’t like me. His LINE responses after we hung out, or how he prioritizes Kirino or soccer over me when I invite him somewhere… there’s no chance. Confessing and getting rejected, losing even our friendship, would be stupid,” Dachi-san explained.

Indeed, my “like” and Dachi-san’s “like” seemed different.

At least I just watched someone I was interested in from afar without taking action.

Dachi-san, on the other hand, hung out with him, messaged him on LINE, and invited him to things.

If she still thought there was no chance after being so proactive, it was probably true.

Fujisaki-kun seemed uninterested in any girl besides Kiryu-san.

Even so, I couldn’t imagine Dachi-san’s feelings, holding onto wanting to stay friends without confessing.

“So, why did you suggest the penalty game?” I asked.

“I thought if Toru got rejected by Kirino, he might notice others. Then, I’d be the closest to him,” Dachi-san confessed.

“I see. But I thought Kiryu-san would choose Fujisaki-kun,” I remarked.

“I thought so too. But that would’ve helped me move on. Losing to some random girl would be worse, but Kirino? That’s fine. She’s beautiful, smart, and looks good next to Toru,” Dachi-san admitted.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“But Kirino, for some reason, didn’t choose Toru or Yasumura. She picked you, the creepy, awkward loner always in the classroom corner,” Dachi-san stated.

Her eyes carried a hint of blame as she spoke.

“Was Fujisaki-kun or Yasumura-kun in on the penalty game?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Dachi-san confirmed.

I figured. That explained why they were so hostile toward me.

Fujisaki-kun and Yasumura-kun both liked Kiryu-san.

If either of them, as close friends, ended up with Kiryu-san, they’d probably say, “No hard feelings,” and move on. That’s youth.

But Kiryu-san chose the “awkward loner in the classroom corner,” as Dachi-san put it. Losing to some random guy would be bad enough, but to someone like me?

I could understand their feelings.

Still, they only thought about their own romantic goals without considering Kiryu-san’s feelings, so they brought this on themselves.

They probably rigged the game to set her up. Kiryu-san likely hated that kind of cheating in competitions.

“What should I have done?” Dachi-san asked.

She started crying, big tears spilling out.

“Because Kirino chose you, Toru won’t accept it and won’t give up. Worse, he blames me for coming up with the plan,” Dachi-san sobbed.

I saw Fujisaki-kun yelling at Dachi-san a few times.

Fujisaki-kun didn’t value Dachi-san, and there were better people out there… but she wouldn’t want to hear that from me.

At least Dachi-san still liked Fujisaki-kun, and that’s why she felt sad about messing up their relationship.

If I were a same-sex friend, I could empathize, but being the awkward loner Kiryu-san chose out of spite, my understanding wouldn’t mean much to her.

Still, even I had something to say.

“It’ll be okay. I don’t know about Fujisaki-kun, but my relationship with Kiryu-san will end soon,” I reassured.