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 4

“Oh, I know! How about Yasumura-kun telling Kiryu-san to break up with me instead?”

“Huh?”

This idea, which popped out of my mouth without much thought, actually seemed to make sense the more I considered it. At the very least, it aligned with Yasumura-kun’s desire for “Kiryu-san to break up with me, Numata Karasu,” and my own lack of courage to tell her myself.

Rather than forcing me to say it under threat, Yasumura-kun could gather his courage and tell Kiryu-san the truth: “Please break up with Numata. I like you, Kiryu!” That would probably score more points with Kiryu-san. It could be called a win-win-win situation.

Well, the fact that I was chosen instead of Yasumura-kun, who seemed to have gotten along decently with her during that punishment game, probably means I had no real chance to begin with.

Wouldn’t it be better for him to take his chances like a man, rather than doing all this and risk lowering Kiryu-san’s opinion of him?

“What’s with that smirk?”

“I’m not smirking, though…”

I must have smiled at the thought of Yasumura-kun confessing to Kiryu-san and getting flatly rejected.

“You’re looking down on me, aren’t you?”

“No, I’m not.”

Suddenly, he swung his fist toward me at an incredible speed, stopping it right in front of my face. A fake punch.

I flinched and closed my eyes, and Yasumura-kun smirked with a look of superiority.

“If you keep getting cocky, I’ll get mad, you know?”

“……”

“I’m just saying it’s logical for you to back off because you’re not a good match for Kiryu. You understand that, right?”

“I don’t think Kiryu-san is looking for someone who ‘matches’ her.”

“What?!”

Yasumura-kun grabbed me by the collar and pushed me against the wall. I felt a bit of pain as my neck was squeezed. His face turned red with anger.

“Then what is it that Kiryu wants from you?!”

“I don’t think she’s expecting anything from me.”

The truth is, that punishment game Kiryu-san gave me during break time…

It wasn’t really about “Numata Karasu being chosen by Kiryu Kirino,” but more about “Toru Fujisaki not being chosen by her.” The same goes for Yasumura Tai; he wasn’t chosen either.

In other words, Yasumura-kun threatening me like this is pointless.

Even if my relationship with Kiryu-san ends, unless Fujisaki-kun or Yasumura-kun change, Kiryu-san will never turn her attention to them.

“So what? Are you saying Kiryu-san decided to date someone like you, a loser with no personality, without expecting anything?”

“……”

I can’t exactly say, “She probably got tired of guys like you, so she ended up with someone like me.”

“Hey, stop staying quiet and say something, you delusional idiot.”

“……”

I can’t say it, but that’s what I’m thinking.

“I told you to wipe that stupid grin off your face!”

Yasumura-kun, his face bright red, raised his fist and swung at me.

I closed my eyes and curled up to protect my head. But no matter how long I waited, the punch never landed.

Was it another fake? No, the look on his face suggested he was really going to hit me this time.

Nervously, I opened my eyes to see Kiryu-san holding Yasumura-kun’s raised fist in midair.

“Tch, who the hell—Kiryu?!”

Yasumura-kun, about to yell out, froze when he realized who had grabbed him. His face turned pale.

“Yasumura-kun, what were you trying to do just now?”

“Uh, no, I mean…This guy and I are best buds! We were just messing around! You know, like guys do! Right, isn’t that right?”

Faced with Kiryu-san’s cold gaze, Yasumura-kun started grinning nervously and threw an arm around my shoulders, whispering for me to go along with him.

“Pathetic.”

“Eep!”

Kiryu-san spoke in a voice that chilled me to the bone.

“Let me guess: You couldn’t stand the fact that Numata-kun and I are together, so you were threatening him to break up with me, right?”

“W-Were you watching us?”

“I don’t need to see it to know that’s exactly what you’d do. Was this Fujisaki-kun’s idea, or yours?”

“W-Well, uh…”

Yasumura-kun averted his gaze awkwardly, which was basically an admission of guilt.

“You two are the worst. I knew you had feelings for me, but instead of coming to me directly, you used Ichika to get your way. And now that you weren’t chosen, you’re resorting to threatening Numata-kun. You’re both cowardly and despicable. I truly despise you.”

Kiryu-san looked at Yasumura-kun as if he were nothing more than a bug.

Having your feelings exposed like that by the girl you like, and then hearing her say something like this…that’s a trauma that could last a lifetime.

Even though he had threatened me and nearly hit me, I actually felt a little sorry for Yasumura-kun.

“Let’s go home, Numata-kun.”

“Uh, okay.”

“Wait, Kiryu…”

“Don’t touch me. And never talk to me again.”

Yasumura-kun, reaching out one last time, was completely rejected. He collapsed to his knees, trembling.

Without looking back, Kiryu-san walked away with a calm expression.

I glanced at Yasumura-kun one last time, then hurried to catch up with Kiryu-san.

“Um, Kiryu-san, thank you for helping me.”

Kiryu-san, who was walking quickly, looked a little annoyed.

As soon as Yasumura-kun was out of sight, I spoke up to express my gratitude.

“For what?”

“Well, you stopped Yasumura-kun when he was about to hit me…”

Kiryu-san narrowed her eyes. Did I say something that bothered her?

“…I dragged you into my own problem, so you don’t need to thank me.”

“But still, I was really relieved when you helped me…”

Kiryu-san furrowed her brows and stared at my face intently.

Was it weak of me to say I felt relieved to be saved by a girl? Or maybe it was creepy? I could feel a cold sweat running down my back.

Then, suddenly, Kiryu-san turned her head forward again and quietly muttered.

“Numata-kun, do you like sweets?”

“Uh, well, I guess I like them as much as anyone else…”

“I see. Then the day after tomorrow, accompany me. I’ll treat you to some delicious cake.”

“Okay…”

Not able to say no to Kiryu-san, I nodded in agreement before realizing what she was asking.

Wait, was this…an invitation to a date?