About The Case When I Started Living With A Cool Goddess-Sama, But Because Of Being Too Spoiled, She Ended Up Becoming A Clumsy Useless Person. - Chapter 4.6: Goddess-Sama Vs. Childhood Friend. (Part 6)
- About The Case When I Started Living With A Cool Goddess-Sama, But Because Of Being Too Spoiled, She Ended Up Becoming A Clumsy Useless Person.
- Chapter 4.6: Goddess-Sama Vs. Childhood Friend. (Part 6)
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Goddess-Sama Vs. Childhood Friend. (Part 6)
Kaho backed away as if afraid of Mikoto-san.
“This is your house, Mikoto-san? It’s, such a lie.”
“I am Akihara-kun’s cousin. That’s why I’m living in this house.”
“Did you approve of that,Haruto?”
Kaho asked me and Mikoto-san looked at me a little uneasily.
“Yes. Mikoto-san is a resident of this house.”
At that moment, Mikoto-san’s blue eyes widened, and then her cheeks relaxed with happiness.
Kaho, on the other hand, was shocked.
“I, I didn’t know that. Why didn’t you tell me that, Haruto?”
Mikoto-san then said.
“That’s because you didn’t need to know, Sasaki-san.”
“But I’m Haruto’s childhood friend and he’s like family to me…”
“Sasaki-san, you are not a member of Akiara-kun’s family, are you? I am related to Akihara-kun a little, but you are not. How can you say without hesitation that you are a childhood friend or a family to him when you yourself hurt Akihara-kun?”
Mikoto-san asked Kaho in a slightly angry manner.
I have never seen Mikoto-san get angry like this before.
And she is angry at her for my sake.
“That’s not fair, Sasaki-san.”
Mikoto said in a whisper.
Kaho shook her head sadly.
“No, it’s not. It’s not my fault. It’s… wrong that Haruto… fell in love with me. If he didn’t, we would have remained good childhood friends forever. And…”
Kaho held herself with both hands and mumbled, depressed.
“I never intended to hurt Haruto. After he confessed his feelings for me, I tried to avoid him. But he loves me and I wanted to be friends with him. Besides, we’ve been friends for a long time. I couldn’t just avoid him.”
“If you feel that way, why don’t you just accept Akihara-kun? If I were in your shoes, I wouldn’t reject Akihara-kun.”
Mikoto-san said quietly.
“But it’s not you, Mikoto-san that Haruto likes, it’s me. Isn’t that right?”
Kaho said so and looked at me.
Yes, I like her.
I like Kaho.
I thought she was a kind, gentle, cute girl who understood me better than anyone else.
“To you, Kaho, my confession and fondness for you was just a nuisance, wasn’t it?”
“I didn’t… say that…”
“I wish we could have been close childhood friends forever. But I think that may not be possible anymore. I’m sure that one day, Kaho, you will have someone more important than me, and the childhood friend thing of ours will become unimportant.”
Kaho looked at me and Mikoto-san alternately, then said in a gloomy voice,
“I see… Haruto, you might also have that kind of someone, besides me.”
I like Kaho now.
But that may change someday.
“Go home for today, Kaho.”
Hearing my words, Kaho’s eyes widened and she looked like she was about to cry.
She must have thought that she had been rejected.
I didn’t mean it that way, but I knew that if she stayed here, it would only cause more pain for me and for Kaho.
She staggered back two or three steps and then bumped into a wall.
“Sorry… I… I’ll go.”
After saying this, Kaho ran back to the front door as if to escape.
As Kaho put on her shoes, I could see her beautiful white thighs through the hem of her sailor suit skirt.
She was right.
I do indeed see Kaho as a sexual partner, and so I am struck by the slightest movement she makes.
Kaho looked back at us.
“Mikoto-san, take care of yourself okay.”
With that, Kaho disappeared out the front door.
She didn’t return the key after all, I thought to myself.
Only Mikoto-san and I were left.
Silence reigned for a while, and then Mikoto-san sneezed again.
When I looked at her, her face turned bright red.
She was still wearing only the wet bra on her upper body.
I look away in a panic.
“Sorry. Hurry up and change your clothes…”
“I told Sasaki-san, didn’t I? That I would have you, Akihara-kun, prepare a change of underwear for me and wipe me.”
“Yes, that’s what you told her…”
“Can I really request you to do that?”
Mikoto-san looked at me shyly with her beautiful blue eyes.
She was covering her breasts with her hands, Mikoto-san was wearing only a bra on her upper body.
In such a state, Mikoto-san asked me to wipe her body.