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 49

Episode 49: Banter

“I’m sorry, that’s all we have for now.”

Mother serves Misaki tea and snacks.

These snacks were bought for Kokoa… Well, I can always buy more.

“No, no, don’t worry about it…”

As Misaki faces Mother, she immediately shrinks back.

Indeed, even in this temporary situation, meeting one’s partner’s parents is nerve-wracking.

I’m sure I would feel nervous meeting Misaki’s parents—especially her father.

Honestly, I’d prefer to avoid such situations in our temporary relationship.

“No need to be so nervous, okay? I welcome Misaki-chan.”

Mother looks at Misaki with a smile.

Not just in words, she genuinely welcomes her.

Misaki looks like an idol, her good nature and elegance evident in her expressions and gestures.

No matter how you look at it, she’s a wonderful child who doesn’t match up with her son, any parent would welcome her.

“Thank you very much…”

Misaki breathes a sigh of relief and smiles.

She seems a little pleased.

Seeing her smile, Mother is―

“So, what do you like about Raito?”

Seeming to judge it’s safe to delve in, she immediately asks a direct question.

“Huh!?”

Thanks to that, Misaki’s face instantly flushes red.
“You know, he keeps people at a distance, right? He’s pretty cold to his classmates, so what made you like him?”

Strange.

Mother shouldn’t have known about that.

Even if the teacher conveyed it, I’ve never been warned about it before.

Given Mother’s personality, if she knew, it would be strange not to mention it…

―Not the teacher, so maybe it was Suzumine-san?

Did she ask me about my behavior at school and my current situation, but she was being careful about it so I wouldn’t notice?

Misaki’s case was also ignored, so the possibility of that happening may be high.

“Well… um, it’s true he can be a bit aloof… But from his tone, you can tell he cares about me, and he’s really supportive… When I’ve had some problems, he’s helped me out. And… when we’re alone, he can be really kind…”

Misaki, still blushing, smoothly lists my good points in words.

She must have thought ahead when someone would ask. The pauses in her speech are just because she’s embarrassed.

Even though I know it’s just for show as a lover—when my mother heard this, it feels like an itch down my spine.