I Ended Up Pretending to Be the Boyfriend of a Beautiful but Tough Classmate for Just a Month, but It Seems That She Has Awakened Her Yandere Tendencies Because of That. - Chapter 70

Chapter 70

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“Hey, Mika, I was having a nice chat with Suzukaze-kun. What do you need?”

“Oh wow, so you’re finally choosing a guy over your best friend? You’re heading straight down the dark path.”

“No, I’m not! So, what’s up?”

“Hmm, that Enjou kid is absent today, right?”

“Yeah, but why?”

“I think she’s probably still at school. Well, I can kind of guess the reason and her objective.”

“W-Why do you think that?”

“Hmm, footsteps, maybe?”

“Huh?”

“Ahaha, never mind. Just a hunch.”

“But isn’t it kind of creepy for someone to be at school when they’re supposed to be absent?”

“Yeah. It’s unsettling. Anyway, make sure you don’t leave Suzukaze-kun’s side today. I’m tired of dealing with her all the time.”

“All the time?”

“That’s also something you don’t need to worry about. But seriously, Maria and that girl—why do they always have to get in the way?”

Mika laughed like it was someone else’s problem and walked off somewhere.

After that, I returned to the classroom right away, but as expected, Enjou wasn’t there.

Still, I don’t think Mika would lie about it.

She must be lurking somewhere in the school.

…I need to listen to what Mika said.

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“H-Hey, we’re in the classroom!”

“It’s fine. Today is a day when I can’t leave your side.”

“……”

Once again, Takamiya’s weird switch flipped on.

Even though class was about to start, she suddenly came over to my side, grabbed my arm tightly, and wouldn’t let go.

What the hell is this?

Everyone’s staring at me…

“Kyaa! Takamiya-san is so cute!”

“Fighting through the election together deepened their love.”

“Hey, you! Give up your seat for her!”

“Yeah, yeah, move over!”

The excited girls started telling the person next to me to give up their seat.

Maybe they couldn’t handle the pressure, because they quickly packed up their things and moved to Takamiya’s seat, saying, “Um, if it’s okay with you…”

“Fufu, then I’ll gladly accept everyone’s kindness. You’re not allowed to move away, okay?”

“No, you can’t just move seats during class.”

“Who decided that? Is it written in the Ministry of Internal Affairs’ manual?”

“…How the hell would I know?”

She sat down in the seat she was given, pulled her desk close to mine, and clung to me tightly again.

Even when I tried to shake her off, for some reason, Takamiya was really strong, and I couldn’t break free.

Our classmates were all nodding and saying, “Yes, this is precious,” like some kind of cult chant.

In the end, I gave up resisting. But when the bell rang, I thought she’d finally let go.

I was naive to think that.

Even when the teacher arrived, Takamiya didn’t budge.

“Takamiya-san, what are you doing?” the teacher asked, sounding slightly irritated.

But Takamiya simply said, “Sensei, I’ll pay attention in class, so please let this slide.”

She wasn’t just serious—she looked like she was about to cry.

The teacher was left speechless.

And so, with my right arm locked in place, I couldn’t take a single note during the entire lesson.

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“See you later, Takamiya-san! Wishing you happiness!”

“Wishing you happiness!”

After school.

The girls in class had somehow made their “Wishing you happiness” send-off a daily thing now.

As they waved goodbye to Takamiya and left, she turned to me with a beaming smile and said, “Fufu, today was such a nice afternoon, wasn’t it?”

She really had no clue how I felt.

“…I feel like I’m going to die of embarrassment.”

“W-Well, I’m embarrassed too! But Mika said that today I absolutely couldn’t leave your side.”

“…Why would Mika say that?”

“S-She said Enjou is at school.”

“What? Why would she be here when she’s absent?”

“I don’t know! But it’s creepy, right? So we’re going straight to the student council room like this.”

Still holding onto my arm.

We left the classroom and headed to the student council room together.

“By the way, I haven’t seen Jinguji at all since then. Has she been bothering you?”

“What, do you miss her?”

“Of course not. It’s just… she was so persistent, and now she’s suddenly disappeared. I don’t think she’d just give up after losing once.”

“Maria has a lot of pride. Even one loss probably hurts more than it would for a normal person.”

As we were talking, a voice interrupted from behind us.

“That’s exactly right.”

When we turned around, Tokito-san was standing there.

“Ah, another sweet moment from the president and vice president. I’m honored to witness it.”

“D-Don’t sneak up behind me like that! So, when you said ‘exactly right,’ does that mean you heard something from Maria?”

“Yes. Maria-san and I are childhood friends, after all. She calls me every night to complain, and honestly, it’s a bit of a hassle.”

“Huh, so you two are that close? That actually makes this even weirder.”

“What do you mean?”

“You, Tokito-sekretary. Normally, you wouldn’t betray your childhood friend and side with her rival.”

Still holding onto me, Takamiya’s tone sharpened slightly.

Tokito adjusted her glasses and answered coolly.

“She’s been spoiled too much. If no one is strict with her, she’ll end up with a warped personality. It’s good for her to learn while she’s young that the world doesn’t always go her way.”

“I-I see. So you’re being strict with her on purpose?”

“I appreciate your quick understanding. But President, you don’t need to imitate me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Rather than pushing her away, keep poking at her instead.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s just something I’m saying. Now, let’s get to work.”

With that, Tokito headed towards the student council room, and we followed her.

When we entered, she gestured for us to sit on the sofa before heading to the kitchenette.

“Today, enjoy a cup of coffee together,” she said as she brought over warm cups.

The coffee even had latte art, each cup adorned with a heart.

As we stared in surprise, Tokito adjusted her glasses smugly and said, “My family runs a café.”

Then, while we slowly sipped our coffee, she casually began sorting through paperwork, saying, “Today is shaping up to be productive.”