After Distancing Myself From the Childhood Friend Couple Who Looked Down on Me, I Started Interacting With a Small Animal-Like Beautiful Girl - Chapter 2

As if the earlier noise had been a lie, the class fell silent.

The little girl scans the classroom with a blank expression and strides confidently through it.

Eventually, she stopped at a certain place.

That was the seat next to mine.

“…Ah, there it is.”

What she muttered as she took it out from the desk was a notebook with a light green cover.

She left the classroom with a notebook in one hand.

It’s rare for her to come back during lunch break since she usually stays outside the classroom.

“…That was scary. I was so scared~”

The boy in my class spoke as if he were exhaling a breath he had been holding.

With that as a starting point, voices once again fill the classroom.

“Saitou-san was definitely angry, right?”

“If you couldn’t hear it at that volume, that would be strange.”

“The scariest person to make angry in our class is definitely Saitou-san, right…”

“No no, it’s the top of the school!”

The classroom is gradually regaining its liveliness.

The childhood friends who were the cause of the noise began chatting again with wry smiles.

It will probably get noisy again, but it won’t be as bad as before she came.

“Yeah, Saitou-san is really scary…”

Staring at the door through which she had left, Kubo let out a dry laugh.

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Today’s fifth period is Japanese.

At this time after lunch break, many students are overcome by drowsiness.

Within just 10 minutes of the class starting, I saw Kubo’s head droop forward.

“…”

When I looked at the seat to my left, she–––Saitou-san–––was sleeping with her arm as a pillow.

Some parts of the hair that were sticking out here and there fell smoothly from the shoulders.

Saitou Ino.

The shortest girl in my class––no, in the entire school.

Her well-proportioned, small face and doll-like charm attract attention.

If I had to sum it up in one word, it would be a cute animal-like girl.

Saitou-san is sleeping quietly and confidently.

Due to the homeroom teacher’s efforts to promote interaction among the students, we were already assigned seats next to each other during the early seat rearrangement.

Since then, we haven’t had a single conversation.

“Mm…”

Saitou-san’s eyelashes flutter, and her eyelids lift.

At that moment, I realized I had been staring at her the whole time and hurriedly turned my gaze to the blackboard.

I haven’t found out, right…?

“…Not yet?”

Just when I thought she was awake, Saitou-san let out a big yawn and buried her face in her arms again.

The thought that class isn’t over yet = she can still sleep is the epitome of being laid-back.

Everyone in this class knows what happens if they get in the way of someone like her.

Before I left the childhood friends couple group.

There was a time when Daiki casually approached Saitou-san, saying, “I’m just going to the restroom.”

With his good looks and friendly personality, Daiki was popular and had many close female friends besides his childhood friend and girlfriend, Serika. Serika didn’t like it and vented her frustrations to me instead of Daiki.

Saitou-san is a high-level beauty even among girls. If he could get close to someone like her, he probably thought it would boost his confidence as a man and raise his own value.

…However, no matter how many times he called out to Saitou-san, Daiki was not acknowledged.

While looking at her phone, she didn’t notice Daiki, and even when invited to join a group, she bluntly said, “Groups are a hassle.” Anyway, Saitou-san was strong.

Even after being drawn this line, perhaps his pride as a man wouldn’t allow it, Daiki didn’t stop talking to Saitou-san.

That day, Daiki was also standing in front of her seat.

With a smile, he conveys freshness and approachability as always.

“…Tch.”

In front of Daiki, Saitou-san let out a small annoyed click of her tongue.

Of course, Daiki, and the classmates who were watching the scene, were frozen.

“You’re persistent. And creepy.”

When I looked up at Daiki, Saitou-san started using her smartphone as if nothing had happened.

The behavior that doesn’t match her appearance, stirs up a protective instinct, and Saitou-san, who is usually expressionless, shows her emotions so clearly for once.

It was a shock strong enough to create an unspoken agreement among those around her that “we must not disrupt Saitou Ino’s pace.”

Saitou-san is still sound asleep.

The sleeping face peeking out from between the long hair and arms is so innocent that it doesn’t seem like it belongs to someone who had shown such obvious displeasure.

Until the fifth period ended, Saitou-san didn’t get up even once.