My Fiancée is a Cool-Headed, Peerless Angel - Chapter 56
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Chapter 56: I’m Not Sure What Kind Of Mood My Fiancée Is In.
TL: lime
ED: Spynine01
“It’s seven o’clock. Kojiro.”
Morning. It seems like I didn’t have any dreams last night.
Maybe that’s why I woke up so easily after hearing Shiori’s voice. I could even feel her shaking my body a little.
“Good… morn…ing.”
I was able to wake up quickly, but I still wanted to sleep for a while more, so my voice felt very lazy-like.
“Good morning.”
As usual, Shiori let out a cool, short voice and put her hands on the bed, leaning forward to look at my face.
“――Hmm?”
I touch my cheek with my hand to see if there’s anything on my face.
“Is there something on my face?”
When I asked her back, Shiori shifted her position back with a blank expression and said, “You weren’t waking up so I couldn’t help it,” before leaving the room.
“What…?”
I got up, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and ate breakfast prepared on the usual dining table.
But for some reason, Shiori, who usually goes to school first, was sitting across from me today. She was staring at me quietly.
“Shiori? Aren’t you going to school soon?”
She doesn’t answer my question, but just continues to stare at me with a blank expression. There’s no embarrassment or shame present on her face. It’s just… nothing.
Even if her face is expressionless, if she keeps looking at me like that, I’ll get shy and embarrassed too~…
――Or rather, today’s Shiori looks even more insanely beautiful than usual.
Did she maybe use that?
I turned my head away and looked at the TV in the background, “The chance of precipitation today is sixty percent, so you’d better have a folding umbrella on standby.” I could see that it was said by a popular and cute news announcer.
It’s a bit rude, but―― When I compare someone like her, a cute and popular announcer, to Shiori in my mind, I realize once again that Shiori’s level is just… way too high to be competed with.
I let out a sigh and looked at the clock in the living room.
“Look, you’ll be late if you don’t eat soon.”
“I’m going to school with Kojiro today.”
She said so, breaking my chain of thought abruptly.
“Eh, that’s…,” I let out a timid voice in reply.
“I won’t accept any objections. I’m going with you today.”
She stared at me quite fixedly, so I gave in.
“I-I get it.”
“Hmm. Hurry up and eat.”
Shiori hurried for me to eat my breakfast quickly.
But why did she insist on going to school with me today?
I was on my usual route to school as I always go to.
But today, I felt like it was a little bit different than usual.
That’s probably because there was a cool-headed and peerless angel walking right next to me.
I don’t know if I’d be able to get away with it if anyone saw us like this――let alone if the guys in her fan club saw me next to her so intimately.
I just scurried around, looking around and being cautious as I walked ahead with her.
“Kojiro… You’re being weird.”
“R-Really?”
As if realizing my state of mind, Shiori let out a sigh.
“Why don’t you just pretend that you met me by accident?”
“No, well, that’s… right…”
I hope you can forgive me for that…
Even though I said so in my words, I was still somewhat uncomfortable and looked around, and then someone tugged on the sleeve of my dress.
“Hey?”
“Yeah?”
When I looked at Shiori’s face, I saw that she was even more beautiful than before.
Therefore, I couldn’t look directly at her, so as a virgin I averted my gaze and let it go to her tiny breasts to maintain my equanimity.
I heard a small, sullen voice say, “Mmm…”
After all, they say that girls can tell where a guy is looking at, so I guess I’ve offended her with that gesture…
But… Shiori has been in a bad mood for quite some time now…
I arrived in the classroom as usual, much later than Shiori.
Shijo greets me with a “Good morning” as she turns her body from behind to the side to give me her morning greeting.
She seemed to have a lot on her mind, but she seemed to be talking to Touma like usual.
I don’t know if that means that her worries have been cleared up for some reason or if it’s just how she’s acting on the surface, but from a third person’s perspective, it doesn’t seem like there’s an awkward relationship between them.
“Huh?” When Shijo tilted her head to look at us, Touma gave her a smile.
“Did you two act lovey-dovey this morning?”
Shijo smiled at me and said teasingly.
“Stop it, Sumire. Nanasegawa-san may be fine with it, but Kojiro is still in the middle of puberty. And if you make fun of him, especially when it comes to girls, he will immediately become unfaithful. Let’s keep a gentle eye on him instead, shall we?”
“That’s true, too.”
“Hey you guys――or rather, you damn glasses. You’re the only one I don’t ever want to hear that from.”
In response to my rebuttal, Touma quickly raised his glasses and said, “You’re pathetic.”
After coolly ignoring our conversation, Shiori sat down, put on her headphones, took out her book and entered her own world.
“Huh? Isshiki-kun. Did I offend Nanasegawa-san by any chance?”
“Hey, hey, hey. What did you do to her this morning, you idiot?”
“Me?”
――That’s right…
I wonder if I offended her because I had focused so much on her boobs earlier…
“Hey? Shiori?” I called out to her with regret, and I think she got the message, but Shiori responded by taking off her headphones with a blank expression on her face.
“What’s wrong?”
Her voice seemed cold, but I could feel a tinge of warmth present within it.
It seems that my words (or apology) have been understood.
I’m sure that no matter how many times they call her the cool-headed and peerless angel, if you really put your heart and soul into your apology, she will forgive you.
If that’s the case, the next time I apologize, I’ll make sure to put my feelings into words properly.
I’m going to say it so that the people around me can’t hear what I say, but I make sure that only Shiori gets the message across to her.
“I’m sorry for looking at your tits this morning.”
“――Ah?”
“I didn’t mean to look at… those beautiful, but tiny, breasts. No, the shape is very good, okay? In sports, I’d say they’re highly technical. But they are simply not big enough――or powerful enough… It’s not that I don’t like it, but what I’m trying to say is that today, Shiori――”
“Get lost, you piece of shit.”
“Whoa!”
I was KO’d in the morning by an excellent straight punch right to the face.
“What are you doing…”
“Stop flirting so early in the morning.”
In my fading consciousness, I heard a disgusted voice from the seat next to me, as my consciousness blacked out.
A/N:
This is a long chapter, so I’ve split it up into parts.
The next one will be updated around this evening.
I hope you enjoy it!