Hey, Best Friend. How About A Kiss Today Too? - Chapter 11: "I-it's not hot."

“I-it’s not hot.”

It seems that it’s okay to kiss your best friend, but looking at her chest is not allowed… Well, aren’t both of them not allowed?

“I don’t understand… What is Sagiri thinking…”

Monday morning.

While taking out my indoor shoes from the shoe rack, I recall the scene from Saturday. The sensation of the kisses we exchanged on the bed, the warmth of my childhood friend, and the large chest that was accidentally revealed when she pushed me down.

“…P-please… forget about it…”

She became so timid, my best friend.

“I can’t forget about it, can I…”

Letting out a deep sigh, I cross the corridor and open the classroom door.

What kind of face should I make when I see Sagiri… I wonder while worrying.

“Haaaaa…”

A much larger sigh is released by a much larger guy.

Seated by the window at the very back, I went to  occupy my seat.

“What are you doing, Hasegawa?”

“Ah-Akahori.”

“Don’t act like it’s a coincidence after stealing someone’s seat.”

“I got the cold shoulder. You… understand, right?”

“I don’t understand anything.”

Dealing with a big guy clearly in shock at the beginning of the week. It seemed like another challenging week ahead.

And what does he mean by 

Dealing with a clearly shocked, large man at the beginning of the week. This week also felt challenging ahead.

And what does it mean, “I should understand, right?”

“Did you hear Yuzuru-chan’s story?”

“Hmm? Oh, the story about recovering from a summer cold?”

Sagiri mentioned it on Saturday. Yes, on Saturday…

“It seems she’s not getting better, so she said she’s going to the hospital again today, you knowww…”

A big man with a physique that suggests he might play rugby, extending his words with “you know?” at the end.

Whether it suits him or not is another matter, but an incredible sense of sorrow hangs in the air.

“I see. Take care.”

“I need your encouragement too…”

“I was talking to you just now.”

Could you please move away from my seat already, this big guy?

Even though I’m feeling down, it’s tough when you, who has the advantage of both size and cheerfulness, are the one causing trouble.

I’ve been exhausted since before meeting Sagiri.

“Y-Yakumo-san!? What happened!?”

A surprised female classmate calls out the name of my childhood friend.

I turned around and there she was, the most beautiful girl in the school with her silver hair. She had the same good looks as usual, the same good style as usual, and the same appearance as usual.

“H-hello… Good morning, everyone…”

“What are you wearing!?”

Shouting from the edge of the classroom, unable to recognize her due to her drastically different appearance.

It’s early July, summer season. The windows in the classroom, without air conditioning, are wide open, letting in a warm breeze even in the morning. And there appears my childhood friend with long silver hair, resembling a snow fairy – beautiful and cool.

The problem lies in her appearance.

A long skirt longer than usual, reaching below the knees.

Black tights covering her white legs.

The school shirt is the standard one, but she has all the buttons fastened up to the top, tightly tying a ribbon at the chest.

On top of that, she wore a gray blazer, and the finishing touch was a red scarf around her neck.

Let me say it once again.

It’s summer, the beginning of July, when intense heat is attacking.

“What… what’s going on with that!?”

“Are you okay? You look a bit wobbly!”

“A new play with Akahori-kun…?”

“Akahori has been wearing a tie even in summer, so is it something like that…?”

“N-no, it’s definitely a strangulation play! Those scarf and tie are entwined…!”

If the school’s most beautiful girl appears in complete winter attire, it’s no doubt that the classroom would immediately buzz with excitement. Or was there a misconception that there has been a perverted female student since last week!?

“Renji, good morning.”

“Y-yeah…”

The beautiful girl, sweating like a waterfall from her forehead.

“Aren’t you hot?”

As I said that, Sagiri tightly held her scarf around her neck as if to conceal her chest.

“I-it’s not hot.”

Blatantly avoiding my gaze, she slumped into her seat as if collapsing. Her ears were not just red because of the heat; it was undoubtedly my fault.

“Yuzuru-chan…”

Hasegawa, could you please step aside already.