Dancing on the Palms of a Yandere! - 【017】
【017】Rendezvous
【Tamura Misaki】
This weekend, we’re meeting at the station in the neighboring town.
In the meantime, I polished myself thoroughly.
I even went to an unfamiliar hair salon and bought clothes for the date.
There are two reasons for this.
First, to avoid being recognized as the person with Nanaka-san. I’m even wearing a knit cap today. I figured if I changed my appearance even a little, people would be less likely to recognize me.
Actually, when I cut my hair and looked in the mirror, I thought, “Who’s this?” For a moment, I didn’t recognize myself.
That’s how much I usually keep my bangs long and try not to stand out.
Anyway, quietly, quietly.
My outfit consists of a white cut-and-sew shirt with a dark green coat. Black skinny pants. A scarf wrapped around my neck.
The fit feels unfamiliar. I rarely dress fashionably. Honestly, I’m more embarrassed than anything.
But dressing well is essential.
That’s what I thought. That’s the second reason.
Nanaka-san is beautiful. There’s no way I match up with her.
So even if we don’t match, I at least wanted to make the effort to try.
Suddenly, someone tapped my shoulder.
When I turned around, a finger pressed against my cheek.
“Sorry to keep you waiting, Misa-ku—”
Nanaka-san’s words cut off.
I turned to face Nanaka-san.
“—”
I can say it simply. She was cute (trembling).
A black sweater with a navy chester coat. An indigo pleated skirt. Her pink hair flowed down to her back. Dark colors emphasizing blacks and blues.
Even so, Nanaka-san’s casual clothes were incredibly beautiful.
“Ah, good morning, Nanaka-san.”
When I said that, Nanaka-san responded as if snapping back to reality.
“G-good morning.”
【Nakano Nanaka】
Wait, who’s that?
For a moment, I didn’t recognize him.
Could that be Misa-kun?
Huh, um, wha, ah, huh? Huh?
Let me take a deep breath. One, two, three.
He’s so cooooool!!!! I love love love him so so so much!! Huh? He’s too handsome. What’s going on? Ah, I want to make him mine alone! I want to stuff him in a box and make him all mine! I love him I love him I love him—
Let me catch my breath.
“Today’s Misa-kun looks a little different from usual.”
“Huh, is it weird?”
Misa-kun looking bashful. So cute.
“No, it suits you.”
I meant that sincerely.
Misa-kun looked at me shyly.
“Nanaka-san also looks really good… no, you’re cute.”
“Gah!?”
“Nanaka-san!?”
Hehehe, nice move, Misa-kun.
I just died from cuteness overload.
【Tamura Misaki】
Today’s date was shopping.
According to Nanaka-san, when amateurs make date plans, they get too excited and end up failing. So wouldn’t shopping, which is fine even without a plan, be better?
A shopping complex in the neighboring town. Since I’m not really the type to go out much, I was surprised by how many people there were.
“What should we look at first? Since we’re here, want to look at clothes? Let’s expand your fashion horizons, Misa-kun!”
“Huh, no, that’s…”
“Come on, let’s go!”
My hand was pulled, and Nanaka-san led me into a clothing store. I’m clueless about clothes, so I don’t know how famous the place is.
Before I knew it, I was in a fitting room, and Nanaka-san kept bringing me clothes one after another.
“So cool!”
“Wow, amazing!”
“…Love it.”
Every time Nanaka-san saw me in the clothes, she gave high praise. Even if it’s flattery, I could tell I was getting carried away.
“Why don’t you try on some clothes too, Nanaka-san?”
“Huh? No, no, it’s fine.”
“I’m sure anything would look good on you, Nanaka-san.”
“I’ll do it.”
Nanaka-san wandered around the store, picked out a few things, and went into the fitting room.
For just a moment, Nanaka-san poked her head out.
“You can peek if you want, just a little?”
“I-I’m fine!”
She was teasing me. I resolved not to look and waited in front of the fitting room.
I could hear the sound of Nanaka-san’s skin and fabric rubbing together. I covered my ears too. Having lustful thoughts about Nanaka-san would be outrageous.
I kept my eyes only on the store.
The store was mostly filled with couples.
Could we look like a couple too?
No way.
It felt a little strange.
I never imagined I’d be in a place like this.
At least, my former self had never gone shopping with someone like this.
—Are you okay?
Suddenly, something grazed my memory.
I immediately forgot it and couldn’t remember what it was.
The fitting room curtain opened.
“Ready.”
I turned around.
A sweatshirt on top with a bolero-sized cardigan. A skirt below. It was both cute and sophisticated.
“How is it?”
Nanaka-san asked with a smile.
“You’re beautiful.”
My honest feelings slipped out.
At my words, Nanaka-san’s cheeks flushed slightly.
“R-really? Then maybe I’ll buy this.”
“Huh, is it okay to decide so quickly?”
“Because Misa-kun said I’m beautiful. I want to wear it on our next date.”
“Ah, yeah.”
Next date. Next, huh…
I see, I’m here with Nanaka-san right now.
I finally realized that.
“Yeah. When that time comes, I’ll wear the clothes you picked out too, Nanaka-san.”
“Hehe, it’s a promise, okay?”
—That promise won’t come true.





































