My Fiancée is a Cool-Headed, Peerless Angel - Chapter 52
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Chapter 52: My Fiancée’s Request
TL: lime
ED: Spynine01
When I came home, I found Shiori sitting on the sofa in the living room with her headphones on.
My heart slightly sped up at the sight of her.
――Good grief… Ever since Touma talked about my feelings in the daytime, I’ve been feeling conscious of something…
Shiori, who had no way of knowing what I was thinking, was not reading her book as per usual――she was just staring at the wall.
“Right――no…above.”
After saying this, she stood up and headed towards the wall, looked at the Landolt ring chart on the wall, and said, “That’s not it, huh…” in a disappointed voice.
“Ah…”
She was about to return to the couch, when her eyes met mine. She then put her headphones around her neck, letting out a slight squeal.
“What… are you doing?”
“Eye test.”
“By yourself?”
When I asked, Shiori’s lips twitched a little in embarrassment.
“I-Is that bad?”
‘No….”
It’s not bad, but it makes me feel silly that my heart was beating so fast at her sight just a few minutes ago.
“Are your eyes that bad?”
“It’s a little hard to read on the blackboard these days.”
“Why don’t you buy a pair of glasses?”
“Yeah… But I don’t think I need them yet.”
“I see. Then why don’t you talk to our teacher and move to the front seat?”
“I can’t do that.”
“Why not?”
“That’s…”
Shiori, at a loss for words, thought for a moment and sat down on the sofa.
“I mean, isn’t it great to be in the back by the window?”
“Certainly…”
I sat down on the sofa, agreeing with her thoughts.
“But shouldn’t you get some glasses instead?”
“I don’t want to waste too much money.”
“It’s a necessity, and I don’t see how it’s a waste of money, do you?”
“But I’m still good.”
“Hmmm…”
Sure, there are more and more stores where you can buy it cheaply these days, but for us students, it’s not a very cheap purchase.
“――Well then… Do you want glasses as a return gift?”
I chuckled after suggesting it.
“It’s not the same as getting glasses in return, though.”
And then she tilted her head and said, “Return gift?”
“It’s a return gift for Valentine’s Day.”
“Ah.”
Finally understanding my words, Shiori shook her head full-fledgedly.
“I don’t mind. I don’t need a return gift. I didn’t give it to you because I wanted something back.”
“But as a man, it’s against etiquette not to give something back.”
“You let me live in this house, so that’s how I repay you.”
“You’re the one who’s always doing all the housework.”
“Why not? I’m your housemate after all.”
“No, still――”
“No, no, still――”
The conversation was going in a non-negotiable way.
But I can’t give in to her either. This was my very first White Day, after all. And I want to give something back to her for sure.
As if I had finally won her over with my feelings, “Well then――,” Shiori said, patiently trying to suggest something.
“Not glasses, but…”
“Hmm? Is there anything else you want?”
Shiori sat down on the sofa, buried her face in her lap and answered after a short pause.
“A head――pat…”
“――Eh?”
I was taken aback by the suddenness of the situation.
Shiori’s face instantly boils at my reaction.
“Ah, no! N-e-ver-mind.”
She said in a small, stuttering tone, face down, and stood up to try and leave.
“I-I’m going to go, a-and make some food, for dinner.”
I grabbed her hand as she tried to quickly run away from me.
“S-Shiori?”
She didn’t try to shake off my hand or run away from the situation, but she still kept her face down.
“Well… ――Should I pat your head on White Day then?”
When I asked her that, Shiori gave a small shake of her head.
“Now… is fine…”
When she turned to look at me, her face was bright red like a child.
I can’t imagine her looking like this compared to the way she usually acts.
She would never look like this at school. That means I’m the only one who knows this face of embarrassment that she currently has on, which made me feel very superior and made my heart beat faster yet again.
“H-Here I go.”
“O-Okay.”
I’m strangely nervous for some reason.
I put my right hand on Shiori’s head and began to gently stroke it.
I wasn’t particularly conscious of it when I stroked her head to cheer her up, since she had been confessed to before and been abused so unreasonably.
But when I stroked her with a renewed awareness――the feel of her soft hair and the scent of her shampoo.
Every time I stroked her head, my heart started to beat faster and faster.
The expression on Shiori’s face as I continued to stroke her head silently was still bright red.
I’m sure my face is slowly turning red as well.
“I-Is this fine?”
When I tried to take my hand away, Shiori said, “Ah…,” and so I decided to stroke her head some more in return.
She looked at me with a happy look on her face.
“――Kojiro?”
“Hmm?”
“Can you stroke my head again?”
When she asks me that, I try to hold back my mouth from slackening, and then Shiori asks me anxiously.
“Was I being too selfish?”
I shook my head and answered.
“Anytime.”
I said gently, and Shiori replied in a small voice, embarrassed.
“It’s a… promise…”