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 86

Episode 86: The Girlfriend Who’s Honest Yet Not Honest

“―Raito-kun is…”

“Hm?”

As I stroked her head, Misaki called out to me, so I looked at her.

“You can be really bold sometimes, doing things out of the blue…”

It seemed she was talking about the kiss on her cheek.

Well, doing something like that suddenly would naturally leave a lasting impression on her.

“Did you hate it?”

“…Asking that is mean…”

When I asked, Misaki puffed out her cheeks.

She looked up at me with a sulky, reproachful gaze.

She probably thought I was being mean for asking such a question.

“……”

I silently continued to stroke Misaki.

As I patted her head and stroked her cheek, her whole body started to squirm.

Watching her rub her thighs together was a bit hard on my heart.

“You’re mean…”

Misaki muttered sulkily and looked up at me with moist eyes again.

“Of course I didn’t hate it… I got a kiss from my beloved boyfriend…”

Blushing with embarrassment, Misaki hid her red face against my stomach.

For someone who loves to be pampered, she sure gets shy easily.

It’s unfair how cute that makes her.

“…Thank you.”

I wasn’t sure how to respond.

I considered saying something like “Were you happy?” or “You’re honest,” as a way to deflect my own embarrassment.

But I realized that might come off as teasing, and I didn’t want to make it harder for Misaki to be honest in the future, so I simply thanked her.

“Why are you thanking me…?”

Misaki didn’t seem to understand my response and looked up at me with a doubtful expression, as if she suspected I was up to something.

That’s not the kind of look your girlfriend should be giving you… I thought, sighing as I spoke.

“Well, because it made me happy, I guess.”

“…It made you happy… hehe.”

When I answered honestly, Misaki’s eyes widened in surprise before she let out a delighted giggle.

Her cheeks looked like she was trying to hold back a smile, but she couldn’t hide how happy she was, her grin spreading across her face.

She was probably trying to maintain her earlier sulky attitude but failing adorably.

I thought it would be unnecessary to point that out, so I just gazed at her cute face—

“But… why…”

—when suddenly, Misaki’s expression turned into one of dissatisfaction.

“What’s wrong?”

I hadn’t done anything that should have upset her, so I asked immediately.

Then—

“Why was it on the cheek…?”

Misaki’s question was about the location of the kiss.