I became the boyfriend of the school's madonna, who had turned down numerous confessions, but somehow, without realizing it, I wasn't just playing a role anymore - Chapter 117
Episode 117: Glaring Eyes
“What can I do to help you endure this?”
Seeing that this situation was going nowhere, I decided to ask Misaki for her opinion.
Though I had a feeling I already knew the answer.
“If you’d just kiss me…”
Of course.
Her response was so predictable that it gave me a slight headache.
That wouldn’t be enduring it at all.
“You’re not even trying to hold back, are you?”
“That’s because Raito-kun is being mean…”
Who would have thought that the school’s Madonna, adored by every guy, could be this clingy?
Even Suzumine-san probably couldn’t have imagined Misaki acting like this.
She’s so incredibly clingy and childlike now.
To be honest, it was almost unbearably cute.
“This isn’t being mean.”
I gently pulled her closer and carefully stroked the back of her head.
But Misaki rubbed her chin against my shoulder in protest.
She seemed to be shaking her head in a subtle “no.”
I kept stroking her head and rubbing her back, waiting for her to calm down.
Eventually—
“Mmm…!”
Misaki pulled her face away from my shoulder, puffing out her cheeks in displeasure as she stared at me.
Tears had formed in the corners of her eyes.
Far from calming down, she seemed even more upset.
“Do you really need to be so stubborn?”
“The stubborn one is you, Raito-kun…! Just spoil your girlfriend already…!”
Misaki pleaded desperately.
I started to feel a bit sorry for her, but—
“Please keep your voice down. You’ll wake Kokoa.”
“Oh…”
When I mentioned Kokoa, Misaki’s expression changed as she covered her mouth.
If Kokoa woke up, our alone time would be over, and I’d start paying attention to Kokoa instead, which would be a problem for Misaki.
But more importantly, it wouldn’t be right to wake up a sleeping child for no reason.
Misaki seemed to understand that.
—Plus, waking a sleeping child with loud noises would likely surprise her and lead to crying, which would be a hassle.
“Besides, haven’t I been spoiling you already?”
Even though I hadn’t kissed her, I had let her sit on my lap, stroked her head, and held her close—plenty of pampering.
“That’s not what I meant… You know what I’m talking about, right?”
Misaki narrowed her eyes and glared at me, clearly displeased with my response.
She seemed a bit calmer after the brief distraction.
“Of course I know.”
“You’re so kind, but also so mean…”