I Knew That the Childhood Friend, Who Was Praised as a “Goddess” at School, Actually Had Another Side as a Arrogant “Demon God.” However, After a Girl, Who Was Praised as an “Angel,” Transferred Into Our Class and Started Getting Involved With Me, My Childhood Friend’s Behavior Became Strange

Chapter 2: The Demon God’s at Home

After school, I returned home, sat at my desk, and spread out my textbooks and notebooks to start on my homework.

Hina had been left behind. By now, she was probably being confessed to by that handsome guy. I already knew the result, so I wasn’t particularly interested.

I opened the milk tea and cookies I had bought at the convenience store on the way home and had a bit of sugar to fuel my brain before starting on my homework.

Lately, I’ve gotten into drinking tea, and it’s become a daily routine to do my homework and study while sipping tea I picked up from the convenience store on my way home.

It must have been about 20 minutes since I started my homework. Suddenly, the door to my room opened with a click.

I knew immediately who it was. The only people who come into my room without knocking are my mom and the Demon God.

Since my mom is at work at this time, the answer is naturally one person.

“Hina?”

I spoke without looking up from my notebook, and suddenly something soft and heavy was placed on my head.

It was… Hina’s unnecessarily large breasts.

She treated my head like her personal breast rest.

Other boys might be envious of this, but it’s actually quite heavy, so my neck gets tired. It’s a real nuisance for me, especially since I’ve been dealing with shoulder pain lately.

“Hey, Takayasu, I got confessed to again♪”

Hina said this while looking down at me with a smug smile, as if to rub it in that I’m not popular. The face she had wasn’t the gentle “Goddess” face she showed at school. It was the “Demon God” face she made when she was teasing me.

I was already tired of hearing her boast about how popular she was. I had been hearing it since we were kids.

I replied indifferently, not wanting to encourage her. If I responded, she would just tease me more.

“Oh, really?”

“Well, I turned him down♪ Haha, I’m just so popular it’s a problem! If I dated someone, these confessions would stop, but it’s so troublesome♪”

“You should just date the person you like, like you said before.”

When I said that, her expression changed to a sulk, and she put more weight on my head with her breasts.

Soft, but heavy. Also, the wire of her bra was poking into my head, and it hurt.

“The person I like doesn’t seem to notice me!”

I had heard Hina’s complaints about the person she liked before. She had been trying to get his attention, but it seemed like her efforts weren’t working.

“You’ve been hitting on that guy for a while now, right? If he’s not responding, maybe he likes someone else or already has a girlfriend?”

If a beauty like Hina couldn’t get him to notice her, that’s the only thing that made sense. Unless… he’s gay.

“That’s… not it. I’ve checked his relationship status, and there’s practically no sign of him being interested in anyone.”

I was a little scared by her words. The fact that she had gone as far as to check his relationships was a bit insane.

What would you call this? Possessiveness? Yandere… that’s pushing it.

Whoever becomes her boyfriend will have a tough time. She’d probably accuse him of cheating just for talking to another girl.

“So what are you doing?”

“You can see what I’m doing, right? I’m doing my homework.”

As she said that, Hina naturally grabbed my milk tea carton with her left hand, stuck a straw in it, and started drinking. At the same time, she reached into the bag of cookies with her right hand, grabbed a few, and tossed them into her mouth.

“Hey, that’s mine! If you wanted some, you should’ve bought your own!”

“Just give me a little. Besides… you should be grateful that you can have an indirect kiss with me♪ No one else gets to do that!”

“That doesn’t really make me feel grateful or anything…”

For most guys, the idea of an indirect kiss with her would be a big deal, but for me, since we’ve been drinking from the same cup and doing indirect kisses since we were kids, it doesn’t really mean much.

I snatched the milk tea carton and the cookie bag back from Hina. The contents had already been halfway consumed. She always says, “Let me have a little,” and then ends up stealing my snacks.

She’s definitely not a “Goddess,” she’s more like a “Demon God.”

“Well, fine… I’ll give you a little service.”

“Whoa, really? Are you going to pay for it?”

That’s what I thought, but Hina started doing something completely unexpected.

She began unbuttoning her blouse. As she did, the view of her beautiful, curvy cleavage caught my eye. The bra that peeked out when she pulled her uniform down didn’t look like something a high school girl would wear. It was more mature and sensual.

I hurriedly looked away.

But what the heck was she trying to do?

Confused by Hina’s actions, she picked up a cookie from the bag and slipped it into the cleavage between her breasts. Then she thrust her chest toward me with the cookie still there.

“Here, take it♡”

“Wha…”

She blushed slightly, made a heart shape with her hands, and winked as she said that.

I understood immediately.

This wasn’t some kind of service; she just wanted to tease me.

“Look, look~♪ How often do you get a chance to eat a cookie from a girl’s cleavage? I’m giving you this opportunity because you’re Takayasu, you know♪”

“Ugh…”

I was used to things like indirect kisses and having her breasts on my head, but having my hand forced into a girl’s cleavage was a first.

This girl… just because I’m a virgin and not popular with girls, she’s teasing me relentlessly.

But if I showed any signs of hesitation, she’d be right. I had to keep my composure.

Trying not to show my inner turmoil, I grabbed the cookie wedged between her breasts, threw it in my mouth, and chewed it quickly. Then I shoved her back and pushed her out of the room.

“Wha— Takayasu!?”

“Leave me alone until I finish my homework!”

For her to go this far just to tease me, she was definitely not my “Goddess,” but a “Demon God.”

I kicked Hina out of my room and went back to my homework.

~Another Side of Hina~

After Takayasu kicked her out of the room, Hina leaned against his door with a dejected expression while she buttoned up her blouse.

“Geez… why won’t he get it, even though I’ve done all this…”