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 70

Episode 70: I Want to Put It into Words

“Y-You like me…!”

Although she had been squirming several times earlier, it seemed like Misaki had reached her mental limit as her speech became slightly distorted.

Her face was still as red as ever, with steam practically coming out of her head, and her eyes were swirling around.

Actually, her arm around my body suddenly felt heavier, so if I let go, Misaki would probably collapse.

Anyway, since we’ve come this far in the conversation, it would be troublesome if she fainted, so I gently touched her cheek.

“W-What are you d-doing…?”

Thanks to that, it seemed like she regained consciousness, and Misaki looked at me with a bashful expression.

Surprisingly, she doesn’t seem to mind being treated like this.

Well, since Kokoa likes being touched like this too, it must vary from person to person.

“It would be troublesome if Misaki lost consciousness.”

After all, because she might start talking about it being a dream or something.

With her, I can only imagine she’d convince herself of that.

If anything, she might even say tomorrow, “It was all just a dream”.

To prevent that, it might be best to send her a chat message after she leaves to keep a record.

“It’s alright…”

When I let go of her cheek, Misaki averted her gaze from me and denied that she was about to faint.

However, her eyes seemed to tell a different story.

She seems to be aware of it herself.

“Even though you’re probably used to being confessed to, you’re getting too flustered now…”

Misaki probably can’t even remember how many times she’s been confessed to.

Even I, who wasn’t involved, used to see it happen quite frequently before we started pretending to date.

However—

“B-Being told that by someone you like and someone you don’t is completely different!”

Apparently not liking my statement, Misaki approached me forcefully.

She’s a busy girl.

“Someone you like, huh?”

I picked up on her slip of the tongue and stared directly at Misaki’s face.

“Ah…!? That, was…”

Seeming to realize her mistake, Misaki let go of my right hand that she had been holding and covered her mouth with both hands.

Confessing her feelings before responding, that’s very much like Misaki.

“Is that… considered an answer?”

“Well…”

While slightly sweating, Misaki once again averted her gaze from me.

Since I’m the one confessing here, I don’t think there’s any need for her to evade the question now…

“No way…”

Waiting to see what she wanted to do, the words that came out of Misaki’s mouth were ones of denial.

For a moment, I thought she was rejecting my confession, but—soon, I reconsidered the flow of the conversation.

Without saying anything, I waited for Misaki’s next words.

“I want to put it into words properly… I don’t want to be unfair anymore…”