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The Most Beautiful Girl In High School Wants To Be Patted By An Introvert.

“Hey, Ichigaya-san. Long time no see! Have you just finished your lunch?”

The ace of the soccer team, Kawasaki, suddenly appeared.

“…”

Hatsune-san, who had been cheerful just moments ago, silently nodded in acknowledgment.

Her expression shifted to one of composure, which puzzled me. I recently realized that she adopts this demeanor in two situations.

One is when she simply lacks the social skills to know how to respond. The other is when she is uninterested in the person speaking to her.

(But it seems like her social skills have gradually improved lately…)

Hatsune-san has made a few female friends in class, leading to more opportunities for communication. She has also started to show a wider range of expressions. So, this composed look likely signifies something else.

(It’s probably the latter.)

Previously, Hatsune-san had remarked that she found Kawasaki “hard to read.”

“Oh, Ueno-kun! It’s been a while.”

I was greeted by Kawasaki as well, prompting Hatsune-san to glance at me with a look that seemed to ask, “You know him?”

“I actually have something to discuss with you, Ichigaya-san.”

As Hatsune-san and I exchanged glances, Kawasaki continued speaking.

“If I win the soccer tournament at the sports festival, there’s something I’d like to share during the awards ceremony.”

“…?”

“Would you mind listening?”

Is he really going to bring this up with me right here? And why does he sound so confident that he won’t be turned down? It’s a bit unsettling.

“Hmm, that’s not going to happen.”

Next to me, Hatsune-san decisively cut Kawasaki off.

“Surprising, huh? What’s the reason?”

Is it really that surprising? I could have sworn Kawasaki had already been rejected by Hatsune-san once.

“My class is going to win.”

“That’s quite a bit of confidence.”

“Yes, because we have Yakumo-kun on our team!”

Hatsune-san, who had been speaking so calmly until that point, said this with a hint of pride.

“Wow. Ichigaya-san, you really trust your friends.”

“Yes, Yakumo-kun is amazing!”

Hatsune-san’s expression brightened even more.

“It’s surprising to see the usually composed Ichigaya-san display such emotion. Is it because you’re in front of someone you like?”

This guy is impressive. He completely ignored my comment and redirected the conversation to Hatsune-san’s expression.

“Well, um…”

Hatsune-san responded positively to Kawasaki’s question while glancing intensely in my direction. Does this mean she’s actually…

“Haha. I’m honored.”

Kawasaki interpreted her gaze differently than I did. How can he still think this is about him after getting rejected before?

“I think you, Ichigaya-san, are wonderful too.”

Feeling pleased with himself, Kawasaki, for some reason, reached out to pat Hatsune-san’s head.

“…”

However, Hatsune-san swiftly moved her head to avoid his hand.

“There’s no need to hold back.”

“…?”

Hatsune-san looked puzzled by Kawasaki’s words.

“Anyway, I’m definitely going to win. So, I want you, Ichigaya-san, to watch my performance.”

“Well… I suppose I’ll be watching the match, but only because of Yakumo-kun.”

As expected, Hatsune-san reacted as if to say, “What is this guy talking about?”

“Cheering for classmates is definitely important.”

Kawasaki completely ignored Hatsune-san’s lack of enthusiasm and continued the conversation.

As I felt puzzled by Kawasaki’s attitude, his gaze suddenly shifted toward me.

“Ichigaya-san, would it be alright if I borrow Ueno-kun for a moment? I’d like to talk to him.”

Despite having a conversation close to Hatsune-san, he suddenly wanted to take me aside.

(Does he plan to discuss something he doesn’t want us to overhear…?)

As I braced myself for whatever was coming, Hatsune-san spoke up.

“No, that’s not okay.”

“Ichigaya-san…? Why not?” Kawasaki asked, looking surprised.

“If we talk any longer, there won’t be enough time for me to spend with Yakumo-kun during lunch.”

I couldn’t help but feel lucky to have such a beautiful girl like Hatsune-san standing up for me.

“Haha, I see. Spending time with friends is important too,” Kawasaki replied, dismissing Hatsune-san’s words with a laugh.

What kind of mental state does this guy have…?

“Well then, let me just say one thing to Ueno-kun right here.”

“Um, okay.”

“I saw your class’s match. To be honest, it was beyond my expectations… but now that I understand your fighting style, I’m sure I’ll win. I’ll be waiting for you in the finals.”

Kawasaki treated me like a mere supporting character or a stepping stone, and then he confidently walked away.

As I watched his back, I couldn’t help but think,

(Where does that level of self-confidence come from…?)

Perhaps it’s because he’s a handsome, outgoing guy who excels at soccer, and he’s always been affirmed by those around him.

In any case, his soccer skills are impressive. It’s probably not a lie that he understands our class’s fighting style.

There’s no doubt he’s a formidable opponent.

While I was lost in thought, I felt a gentle tug on my gym shirt sleeve.

“Hey, Yakumo-kun. I just thought of something, and I was wondering if you could hear me out?”

“…? Sure, what is it?”

“Well, I’d like you to pat my head.”

Hatsune-san asked this with a bit of restlessness in her demeanor.

“Pat your head…? You mean, mine, on you?”

“Yes. Is that not okay?”

“It’s not that it’s not okay, but—”

I shook my head.

“Alright then, here goes.”

Hatsune-san said this as she slightly leaned her head toward me.

Her silky black hair was exposed in a defenseless manner right in front of me.

I reached out to touch her hair and gently patted her head.

It was soft and pleasant to the touch.

“Fufuuu~, this feels nice. I was thinking earlier that it might feel good to be patted by you, Yakumo-kun, and I was right.”

As I patted her, Hatsune-san wore a shy smile.

“That earlier thing… oh.”

I realized she was referring to when Kawasaki attempted to pat her head.

“Hahaha.”

I couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

“What’s so funny all of a sudden?”

“Ah, it’s nothing important.”

“Hmm? That’s strange.”

With my hand still on her head, Hatsune-san looked at me with a puzzled expression.

The reason I laughed was partly because Kawasaki’s actions had backfired on him, but more importantly, I was happy to feel that Hatsune-san seemed to trust me.