My Yandere Childhood Friend Understands Me - Chapter 1 My Childhood Friend is Ill

“Look~ you know you can fall in love with someone even after you’ve started dating, right? So go out with me, Sotarou.”

She said so while linking arms with me. I could only let out a sigh.

“Look here… I also have the right to choose, right?”

“Eh? Choose me!”

“You, seriously…”

I’m Sotarou Asari, a high school student in his prime. And the noisy one is my childhood friend, Mitori Suzuno.

We’ve always been together since we were kids, playing a lot.

While Mitori has had a cute face since childhood, now she’s a beauty. Her hair, reaching down to her waist, is beautiful, her eyes are bright, and her facial features are well-defined. She has a good figure, and I think her chest is on the larger side.

Above all, she’s bright, friendly, and has a likable personality, loved by everyone. She might not know, but she’s called the Madonna of the school.

“Sotarou, is it really no good?”

“No, it’s no good.”

“Why not?”

And so, we have our usual conversation. She confesses like this almost every day.

I reject her every time, but it seems she won’t give up.

…Honestly, it’s getting annoying.

I can’t understand why she likes me in the first place. I mean, there must be someone better than me.

“Oh, right! On the way home today, let’s go to the new crepe shop in front of the station!”

“Hmm? Ah, sure, why not.”

The shop Mitori suggested should have been featured on TV a while back. I remember it being quite crowded, but well, whatever.

“Yay! Looking forward to it♪”

Mitori smiled happily.

Seeing her like this, I thought she’s cute.
But, we’re not dating.

“Welcome~!”

We’re greeted by the energetic voice of the clerk.

Seems like there are only girls inside the shop. It’s a bit embarrassing, but we took seats at an available table.

Looking at the menu, there are various kinds. They all look delicious, and it’s hard to choose.

“Umm… it’s so hard to decide.”

Mitori seemed to be having a hard time deciding too. After thinking for a while, she finally called the waiter.

“I’ll have the chocolate banana cream, please.”

“Yes, coming right up!”

“Oh, then I’ll have strawberry with whipped cream.”

“Yes, thank you very much~. Please wait a moment.”

After a while, our ordered items arrive. They looked really delicious.

Let’s try them out.

“Let’s eat.”

Taking a bite, the balance of sweetness and sourness was exquisite. It’s really delicious.

“How is it? Tasty?”

“Yeah, this is amazingly good.”

“Great!”

We ate in silence until we finished our crepes.

We didn’t talk, but for some reason, it felt comfortable.

“Thanks for the meal.”

“Yes, thank you very much.”

Leaving the shop, we headed home.

It was just a short distance between our houses.

So naturally, we were walking home together, talking about trivial things as usual.

And then, the topic suddenly changed.

“Hey, Soutarou… do you like me?”

She asked with a serious expression.

Should I answer honestly in times like this?

“Well, of course, I like you. We are childhood friends.”

“… ”

I spoke from the heart, but Mitori fell silent.

Did I say something wrong…?

Getting anxious on my own, Mitori suddenly hugged me.

“Hey! What are you doing!?”

I tried to push her away in a hurry, but surprisingly, she’s strong, and I couldn’t break free. She continued to whisper in my ear.

“…No, that’s not it. Not as childhood friends, right? Sotarou… Do you like me romantically?”

Saying that, Mitori’s eyes, as she looked at my face, were not gleaming.

They were pitch black, reflecting no light.

“Mi-Mitori, what’s wrong? If it’s a joke, cut it out okay?”

My voice trembled, and I could tell I was scared.

Scared.

Terrified.

“Fuun, you still think you can deceive me. Well, whatever… I’ll gradually make you understand, okay?”

Finally, she let go.

I want to escape.

I want to run away from here right now, but my legs won’t move.

Fear bound me.

“Let’s go home soon! It’s getting dark!”

Mitori suddenly brightened up, as if the earlier incident was a lie.

“Oh, right, let’s do that… I’m getting hungry too.”

“Eh, didn’t we just have crepes? Geez, Sotarou, you’re such a glutton.”

Saying that, she held my hand and started walking.

I couldn’t shake off that hand.

That night, I couldn’t sleep at all.

When I closed my eyes to sleep, Mitori’s face, looking up at me, appeared behind my eyelids.

Those entirely dark eyes.

… What kind of relationship will I have with Mitori from now on?