Delivery Boy and Masked Girl - A delivery boy discovers the secret of a beautiful gal at his delivery destination. - Chapter 1: Beautiful Girl And A Start.

Beautiful Girl And A Start.

Every human being has a life and a position that fits his or her needs.

And by the time they reach their first year of high school, most of them have already decided where they want to stand.

“Wow! Miori’s hair is so beautiful! It’s so smooth!”

“Really. What conditioner do you use?”

For example, in the case of me, Hasumi Yuga-

I don’t have a single friend in my class, and I am what is called a ‘loner.’

However, this is a role that I have inevitably been given due to my accumulated experiences over the past 15 years.

In short, I’ve always been bad at socializing, and I’ve never been able to overcome it.

But of course, that doesn’t mean that I am grieving over my current situation, nor do I want to get out of this position.

For me, the right thing to do is to spend my time as I am, unpretentious and relaxed.

Today also, I’m studying modestly at the edge of the classroom.

I’ve been doing this for more than half a year now, so I guess I can write ‘persistence’ in the pros section of my part-time job resume.

Well, I’ll probably be rejected on the paperwork because I’ll have to write ‘lonely’ as my cons.

“Oh, it’s just ordinary, you know! The cheap ones! I’m not picky at all!”

And in the case of the “Flashy Girls,” for example, who are the center of this class.

“Is that so?! So it’s all about the ingredients in it at the endー?”

In the middle of the classroom, they were busy again today.

Their skirts were woven to a long length and the makeup looked too heavy for a high school student.

There was nothing to be feared, just an imposing appearance.

It’s just like real gals…

“That’s not true! Yuka-chan’s hair is also very beautiful~!”

“Ah, Miori~!”　

With this exchange, the flamboyant girls burst into laughter.

Despite the attention of their classmates, they didn’t seem to mind at all and seemed to be having a great time.

It’s only natural that they’re at the top of the class caste.

“With Miori around, I don’t think I’ll win the next joint party.”

“No, don’t say that! Mariko is definitely more popular than me! You’ve got style!”

By the way, there are many flashy girls rather than beautiful ones, as she mentioned their names.

I guess It’s better to say that they all are hiding and reinforcing their original nature with makeup and attires.

However, there is one ‘real’ girl among them.

“Even Miori has a good style. Please don’t be sarcastic~”

“Ehh! I-I’m sorry!”

The girl who said this and waved her hands in front of her body in a panic is the real girl, Shizuki Miori.

She has long, dark, shiny, softly wavy hair, a fine nose, and clear, white skin.

She is like a doll, a beautiful girl with no peculiarities.

Although she wears a lot of make-up like a flashy girl, she has a calm and elegant appearance and is good with people.

She is very popular, especially among boys, and is truly a real girl.

And the presence of such Shizuki made me feel very refreshed.

After all, each person has his or her own moderation.

Convinced of my conclusion once again, I finished school without any problems that day and leisurely made my way home alone.

I’ll study a little more when I get back, and if the timing is right, I’ll try to do the part-time job.

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“It’s Eats and Eats.”

“Thank you for your hard work. Omelet with rice set, here.”

I picked up the items from the familiar-looking clerk and put them in a special large box.

I straddled my beloved cross bike and set out for my delivery destination.

It’s called “Anytime Eats,” or “Eats and Eats.”

It’s a delivery system that’s all popular these days, where ordinary people who sign up for part-time contracts can carry food to stores that didn’t originally offer delivery.

And I’m working as a delivery person for this Eats and Eats

My job is quite simple.

You receive a delivery request email on your smartphone app, and if you accept the order, you go to the restaurant to pick up the food.

If you deliver the food directly to the customer’s house, the work is over.

The pay is determined according to the distance from the restaurant to the destination.

“Hmm, right here?”

Relying on the map in the special app, I slogged my way through the streets of a town I had never been to before.

As I managed to climb up a long, steep hill, I found an apartment building that seemed to be my destination.

It looked much more luxurious than I had imagined.

I parked my bike in the parking lot for visitors and went inside the building.

I entered room number 401 on the apartment’s intercom and rang it.

“Yes?”

It was the voice of a young woman.

“It’s Eats and Eats.”

I replied, and without saying a word, the auto-lock on the front entrance opened.

I walked through the door and took the elevator up to the fourth floor.

As I stood in front of the door and rang the doorbell, I heard faint footsteps coming from behind the door.

*Clank*

“Eats and Eats here.”

I greeted in a mechanical way that was ingrained in my body.

The person standing behind the open door was a woman, or rather, a girl, who seemed to be the owner of the voice from earlier.

Her hair was shiny and straight, but her bangs were long enough to cover her eyes.

She wore thick-lens glasses on her plain face, giving her a rather plain look.

Her sweatshirt, pink on top and white on the bottom, must be her loungewear.

In a word, she looked quite relaxed, or rather, disheveled.

Oops, I should stop my unnecessary observation.

I’m just going to give her the item anyway.

Why don’t I just get it over with and get back to….?

…..Something about this face looks familiar…..?

“Thank you ver…y much…..”

As my gaze met hers, the girl’s large almond-shaped eyes widened and her face grew redder and redder.

Immediately afterwards, I realized exactly where I had met this girl, and more importantly, who she was.

Even without make-up, I could tell by her well-ordered eyes and nose.

This girl is….

“…… Shizuki?”

“….Hasumi…-kun…?”

The door slammed shut with a bang.

I scratched my head and then rang the doorbell again after a short pause.

I wonder if Shizuki is like that at home.