A Childhood Friend, Reunited After 10 Years Acts Deredere With Me

“Hey Sora…why can’t I have a girlfriend?’

Kazuto says it with a deadpan look on his face, but it’s none of my business, so I ignore it and try to leave.

But he grabs me by the wrist and that ends in vain.

“Ooi! You’re just going to leave your friend in trouble?”

“Because I have a date with Alice today, and that’s higher on my priority list.”

I can assure you that all priorities will never be higher than Alice’s.

“Yes! Yes, yes, that’s it! How come you have a damn cute girlfriend! Do you have any tips or anything! Tell me!”

Kazuto comes back to me, half crying. I wonder what’s going on, Yosuke Hashimoto, who is with Kazuto from time to time, says to me.

“Well, I got a love letter, so I felt like I was getting popular! but she told me to give it to someone else.”

In short, they were embarrassed to give it to someone directly, so they decided to use another person, in this case Kazuto, to confess their feelings.

“Wow, that’s why you’re in such a frenzy?”

The damage to this guy’s heart is immeasurable at the moment. I felt sorry for him, so I started to walk to Alice… but he was as persistent as a zombie and wouldn’t let go of me.

“Listen to me, Sora! Is it the face? it is, right!? But if we compare faces, then Sora is only a little higher than me, right!?”

“I don’t think so, Kazuto, are you stupid? Sora is usually super unsociable, so it’s hard to tell, but he’s pretty high level.”

No hesitation while spewing venom, huh? Hashimoto. I’m a bit scared.

“Gufuu!”

“On top of that, he’s smarter than Kazuto, having broken all the sports tests that Kazuto excels at with superior records and placing in the top ten of all the tests. Didn’t he start learning to cook too recently?”

He gave me a look so as to confirm that.

“Well… I can cook a little. If you ask me to cook something… well, I can make it. I can’t cook French food, though.”

I’ve reached a level where I can make most of the Japanese, traditional Japanese, Chinese, and so forth. After all, everything tastes better when Alice cooks it, and she has a tremendous repertoire of dishes to choose from. Her husband would be a lucky man… Oops. I’ll be her husband, so I will be the lucky one.

“You see? It’s impossible for a worm like Kazuto to copy this cheat, right?”

“Guhaah!”

Kazuto vomited blood heavily from his mouth and collapsed. （So it seemed.)

“Hey, can I go home now? I’m supposed to meet up with Alice soon.”

“Huh? What is it? What are you doing?”

Alice suddenly appeared from behind me.

“Hi, Alice-chan. We were just doing a segment on how awesome your boyfriend is.”

“Oh? Fufun. How is he? Isn’t Sora amazing? I’m so proud of him!”

Gyuu! Alice hugged me vigorously.

This is bad… She’s really too cute.

“Fufu, you two are funny. Then, why don’t you two play a game of saying nice things about each other? Then we can kill this guy one more time.”

I thought Hashimoto was a quiet guy, but it seems he was a really mean guy. After killing Kazuto once and kicking his corpse, he wanted to kill him again.

But that game sounds interesting.

“Let’s try it, Alice.”

“Ok! Get ready!”

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Twenty Minutes later

“Don’t be stupid, Alice!”

“That’s what I want to say!”

Alice and I had been fighting for some time. It started with a game we had been playing earlier in which we were trying to figure out what we liked about each other….

“Of course I love Alice more than you love me!”

“Of course I have more feelings for Sora than you do for me!”

These words echoed throughout the classroom. What was supposed to be a game of arguing about what they liked about each other somehow turned into a game about who loved each other more, and before long, it turned into a fight.

“Do you know how much Sora’s voice, his palms, his gestures, all of them so tender, heal me day after day after day! I love Sora more than you love me!”

“Same here! Do you know how much I am healed by the words “welcome home” that greet me when I come home after a tiring day at my part-time job? I love Alice more than you love me!”

As they glared at each other and engaged in a fight, Hashimoto interjected.

“Uh, um… sorry to interrupt you, but… If you don’t quit soon…Kazuto is going to die for real.”

“Kih, kihh…yeah…I still have 2d… where I can make a girlfriend…”

As if cursed, Kazuto was in a terrible situation. There was no choice.

“So, Sora. I guess we’ll stop here at one o’clock.”

“Yeah… we’ll settle this tonight.”

“I’m ready!”

In the end, there was no winner in that game.

We concluded that it was a good thing that we both loved each other more than ever, and I made out with Alice as usual.