A Story About a Blonde Gal Angel Who Excessively Praises My Cooking. After Asking Me to Teach Her How to Cook, Feelings of Mutual Love Began to Grow - Chapter 133

“Everyone! Let’s do our best at the school festival!!”

“Yeeeeaaah!!”

The school festival begins.

Soon, guests will start arriving. From the window, I can already see visitors outside; they are laughing and enjoying themselves.

Even our class president, Amatsuka, is hyping everyone up.

“Kyaaah!! So cute! Everyone’s so cute!!”

“…Hey, Yurina.”

While everyone is brimming with excitement, Yurina is alone. She is getting overly excited as she watches the girls in their maid outfits. She’s snapping pictures left and right with her phone, nose bleeding, and even trying to take photos from floor-level angles.

“Yurina, stop with the harassment, okay?”

“I can still do this! I’m not done yet!!”

“No, the guests are coming!”

Why is no one stopping Yurina…? Everyone just gives her a “there she goes again” kind of look.

Please stop indulging her!

How did Yurina, who just transferred here not long ago into our school, get accepted with this character?

“What’s great is that you *can’t* see anything!”

“Kiyan-chan, that’s embarrassing!”

“It’s fine! It’s fine. Haa…haa…I won’t hurt you, I promise!!”

“Shut up, you pervert.”

Everyone in class knows Yurina and I are childhood friends. So, naturally, the role of stopping her antics falls on me.

“Takeru, it’s fine! You can’t actually see anything!”

“That’s not the point.”

“Kurose-chan, this is what we call ‘teasing,’ right?!”

“Exactly, Kurose-chan!! Can you understand the allure of this boundary that teases the imagination?!”

Somehow, Kurose-san has been corrupted…What did Yurina teach her, anyway? Such unnecessary things…

“Yuuuri, I’m pretty busy today, you know…”

“It’s fine! Everyone’s busy!”

Yurina grins carelessly. For some reason, that annoys me. There’s a lot that needs to be done, and it’s been a while since I’ve felt this frustrated.

I know I’m just spinning my wheels.

“If you mess around, I’m going to get mad, okay?”

“…T-Takeru, are you mad?”

“I’m really mad.”

Today, I was really fired up too.

The student council, the school festival, and Kurose-san…I tried to keep calm, thinking that I might hit my limit.

But the more Yurina fools around, the more work I have to do.

“Well, well, Motobu-kun, it’s the school festival. Yurina’s just excited!”

“Yeah, don’t be so hard on her. We all know Yurina’s a pervert. It’s fine.”

Amatsuka and Miaki-san try to calm me down. But dealing with Yurina always throws me off balance. Childhood friends are a hassle to deal with.

Especially since we’re not in Okinawa anymore.

“…I’m sorry. I lost my composure. I’ll reflect on it.”

“Motobu-kun, you’re busy with the student council and everything, so it’s understandable! But it’s the school festival, so let’s enjoy it!”

After talking to Hinata-san the other day, I’ve had a lot on my mind.

I thought about it, but there’s not much I can do.

“Yeah, Motobu-kun. I’ll do my best too!”

Momohara says this to me; his body is trembling slightly in his maid outfit. Momohara looks adorable, but in the end, he was forced to wear the maid outfit and work.

Well, it’s partly my fault too…

“So, Motobu, you actually speak in dialect too, huh?”

“Yeah, the Okinawan duo!”

My classmates tease me, laughing as they try to lighten the mood. I guess I made them worry by getting too angry.

“Takeru used to speak Okinawan dialect like me all the time, you know? But ever since he went to Tokyo, he stopped. I might be hearing it again for the first time in ages.”

“Motobu speaking in dialect feels surprisingly fitting.”

“Wait, so Okinawan people get angry too?”

“Of course! We’re human too!”

…After I yelled at her, Yurina went quiet for a while, but now she’s back to chatting with our classmates, grinning.

Well, as long as she’s acting like her usual self, it’s fine. As long as she doesn’t do anything else reckless.

“The group in charge of bringing in guests is back! Everyone, get to your stations!!”

Alright, time to switch gears. Time to work.

But even as I tell myself that, the things Naoto-san said to me yesterday still float in my mind.

I wonder if everything will end without incident.

### ★★★

“I’m sorry for calling you at this hour.”

“No, it’s fine. But what’s going on, Naoto-san?”

“It’s about Touka.”

After midnight, Naoto-san called me, and we’re now standing by the sea. Naoto-san had come to pick me up in his car, still dressed as a woman, and here we are.

“About what I asked you before, I’ve decided not to ask for your help after all, Takeru.”

“…Can I ask why?”

I hadn’t even touched the canned coffee Naoto-san bought for me as I questioned him. I’ve already gotten involved with Kurose-san. It doesn’t make sense to back out now.

“I’d rather not say the reason. For your sake too.”

“…But, is everything alright?”

“I originally asked for your help as a backup plan. But now, the situation has changed. A backup plan won’t cut it anymore. It’s not enough.”

Naoto-san spoke as he stared at the dark sea.

His voice was calm, but I could tell that this wasn’t good.

“…Still…”

“Takeru.”

The words I was about to say were cut off by Naoto-san.

“If it came down to it…would you be able to kill someone for Touka’s sake?”

He asked this quietly, coldly.

His eyes told me that this was the reality we were dealing with now.