Delivery Boy and Masked Girl - A delivery boy discovers the secret of a beautiful gal at his delivery destination. - Chapter 9: Complaining And Feeling Uncomfortable.

Complaining And Feeling Uncomfortable.

“Morning! Yuuga.”

One day, about two weeks after I started talking to Shizuki about deliveries, I was eating bread in my seat when Haruomi, who was very excited, attacked me.

I was planning to relax by myself today.

Haruomi sat down on the empty seat in front of me and spread out the store bought rice balls on my desk.

“Don’t spill the seaweed.”

“Don’t say anything rude man.”

“……”

“Seaweed is bad. As expected of Yuuga.”

“So, what’s up today?”

Incidentally, Shizuki was surrounded by a crowd of flashy girls today.

Of course, she was in her usual gal mode, with not the slightest hint of sobriety from her.

“Compared to other girls around Shizuka-san, she has a certain elegance.”

“….Well, maybe so.”

Especially lately, it seems like there have been a lot of events that make me feel that way.

“Whoa? What kind of an event of turns is it that Yuuga agreed with me?”

“….Nothing, nothing at all. I just thought that you were right.”

“Hmm?”

Haruomi looked into my face with a grimace, which I couldn’t help but avert.

It was a mistake, no matter how you look at it.

I’m sure I could have predicted this would happen, given his personality….

“So, Yuuga too has finally realized how good Shizuki is.”

“….Shut up.”

“Ahh, It’s so good for you, Yuuga. You’re in the same class as hers.”

“You are talking in a loud voice, man.”

Being with Haruomi, who was famous in his own way, it was inevitable that he would stand out.

But I don’t want the content of our conversation to leak out to the people around us, in many ways.

“By the way, listen to my complaint.”

“Don’t want to….”

“The thing is, yesterday, I confessed.”

“I don’t want to hear it.”

Haruomi didn’t even listen to my reply, he was completely in a talking stance.

At this point, he’s not going to stop until he’s satisfied.

I’ll just eat the bread and get through this.

“A girl in my class did. She said she’s liked me for a while.”

“And?”

“She cried when I refused.”

“Why did you turn her down…?”

“She wasn’t my type.”

Haruomi shrugged his shoulders as if to say, “She was weak.”

Haruomi is a free spirit, but he is quite popular, partly because he is good-looking and does not discriminate against anyone.

However, he says he has a high standard for the opposite sex, which is why he always turns down confessions.

Of course, a confession is a matter of love, and if you don’t like someone, it’s normal to turn it down.

“So, she cried all of sudden?”

“No. She asked me ‘why?’ , so I told her it’s because of her face.”

But in Haruomi’s case, the problem was how he refused proposals.

I don’t want to speak too highly of other people’s love lives, but he is relentless with his words.

Perhaps because of this, the person he once rejected usually changed their course of attitude towards him and became an enemy of Haruomi.

I’m sure he’s already been resented by quite a few girls.

I won’t say anything about it because it’s his problem, but I don’t think he should go out of his way to make enemies.

At least, I don’t want to make enemies.

“But I can’t help it and state the truth. It’s against my principles to lie in love.”

He’s an unshakable guy.

Well, I can’t say I don’t understand his feelings.

“You just have to say it differently.”

“How else can you say ‘I don’t like your features’?’ It’s not like I said you were ugly.”

Haruomi spread his hands unconvincingly and gave a short sigh.

“I’m not your type, but you’re cute, is that the right thing to say? It’s not very nice to say that to someone you reject.”

“All right, all right. Don’t get heated.”

“Also, if you don’t tell her it’s because of her features, she might say, ‘If it’s what’s on the inside, I’ll fix it! I’ll fix it if it’s on the inside! Then you won’t be able to say no.“

“Ahh. well, this kind of thing…”

“That was a tough time… Well, it got me to where I am now.”

I think it was around the end of the first term.

Perhaps it was because he had actually experienced it, but his words had an earnestness to them.

Although he looks like an idiot, he thinks things through, which is one of Haruomi’s strong points that is hard for people around him to understand.

I remember we talked about this a lot during the high school entrance exam period when we were studying together.

“So, that’s what you’re complaining about?”

“Damn. It’s awful, isn’t it? When someone confesses to you, you’re forced to choose between lying and being hated.”

“Oii. Don’t say that to anyone but me.”

“I’m not going to. Not really. As much as possible.”

“I warned you.”

Don’t worry, I’ll be there to enjoy your quarrels, if I can.

“Oh, I wish I could find someone more like you.”

“That’s a girlie line.”

“It’s okay. Come to think of it, doesn’t this Eats and Eats part-time job allow you to meet girls?”

“…No”

I was a moment too late in answering, and I could see the sweat faintly breaking out on my forehead.

“But you meet the people you deliver to, right? You’ll get to know them and they’ll remember your face.”

“Nope.”

“I see….”

Haruomi’s shoulders slumped in disappointment, then he shoved the remaining rice ball into his mouth in one gulp.

I’m not lying.

It’s just that Shizuki and I have talked a few times.

I don’t think she thought or would have thought that we got along after that.

“Let’s go eat parfait!”

At that moment, a huge voice suddenly echoed through the classroom.

Sure enough, the source was the Fancy Girls.

“Yes, you’re in.”

“Oh, how about on top of the shopping mall in front of the station then?”

“Oh, that’s good, that’s good!”

Group activities until after school is an energy that I admire. The flamboyant girls surrounded Shizuki and made a lot of noise.

Having enough energy to do group activities after school is something worthy of respect.

However, in the middle of the enthusiastic flashy girls, Shizuki seemed to be somewhat down.

“S-Sorry…!　Today, I am a bit….”

“Ehhh! Miori, you’re not coming?!”

“Uhh, uhmm… I have plans!”

“I want to hang out with you.”

“Come on. Miki, there are times when someone says no.”

“So it’s just the three of us today.”

“That’s fine! Let’s go!”

While talking about it, the flashy girls left as a group. 

Instantly, the classroom became quiet. 

Shizuki said that she had plans. So it was probably just my imagination that Shizuki looked a little pale.