My Yandere Childhood Friend Understands Me - Chapter 9 My Childhood Friend Wants to Nurse

“Sotaro! Let’s go to school!”

The universally disliked Monday, the beginning of the week when everyone has to go back to school or work after a break.

On Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, Mitori comes to pick me up.

By the way, on Thursdays, due to committee obligations, Mitori has to leave early, so we don’t go together.

So, today, Mitori was here to pick me up as usual…

“Sorry, I’m taking a day off today.”

“Huh?”

“I caught a cold.”

Strictly speaking, it’s more like I caught a slight cold and decided to take a day off just to be careful. It’s just a minor fever, so I should be able to go to school tomorrow.

“Are you okay?”

Mitori looked at me with a face that seems about to cry. …I wish she’d stop making that face, as if I’m about to die.

“Yeah, it’s just a slight fever. I should be fine by tomorrow.”

“Got it! Then, I’ll take care of you!”

“Huh?”

“If you’re going to the hospital or something, I’ll accompany you and make porridge for you!”

“No, you have school, don’t you?”

“More importantly, Sotaro’s health is more important! Uncle and Auntie aren’t here, right?”

Well, they’re indeed not here, but… Don’t say such things about school…

“Just go to school; things will work out.”

“What? Sotaro, don’t you want me to take care of you?”

The highlights disappeared from Mitori’s eyes.

“It’s not that, but…”

“Do you not want me to do it?”

…Geez. It can’t be helped.

“Fine, I get it. Take care of me, then.”

“Yeah! Leave it to me!”

The moment she heard my words, Mitori’s face brightened up. It’s nice that she cares about me, but… It’s kind of overwhelming. Well, not that it’s a bad thing.

“How’s your stomach?”

“I’m okay for now.”

“Really? Then take it easy. If anything happens, I’ll be in the living room, so call me.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

Mitori left my room with a smile, and I lay down on the bed. Maybe I’ll take a short nap.

I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

“Tarou. Soutarou.”

“Hmm?”

I felt like someone was calling my name.

I slowly opened my eyelids.

…Mitori is in front of me.

“Oh, you’re awake. Look, I made lunch, hot udon on a plate.”

In Mitori’s hands was a plate of steaming udon.

“I made it with the ingredients I found. Soutarou, you don’t dislike anything, right?”

“Hmm, I don’t.”

“…So, you can eat anything, right?”

“Hmm, did you say something?”

“No, nothing at all.”

I sat up and took a seat at the table. As if it’s the most natural thing, Mitori sits next to me. She picked up the noodles with chopsticks, blew on them, and then pointed the chopsticks toward me.

“Here! Aah~ ♡”

“You really have to do this, huh?”

“Of course ♪”

Mitori said with a beaming smile.

Well… I guess it’s fine.

“…Munch.”

A gentle taste spread in my mouth. My body feels warm.

…It’s delicious.

“…Tasty.”

“I’m glad. There’s seconds if you want.”

“I’ll take them.”

I slurp the udon, savoring each bite.

“Thanks for the meal. It was good.”

“No problem, I’m glad you enjoyed it, Soutarou.”

Mitori showed a satisfied expression.

…Huh? There’s something stuck in my teeth…

“…Is this a hair?”

Several strands of black hair were left in my mouth.

Wait, what!?

“Hey, Mitori? You didn’t put hair in the udon, did you?”

“Huh? No, I didn’t.”

“…Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay… good.”

“If you weren’t sick, I might have put some in.”

“Eh…”

Then, what’s this hair?

…Well, never mind.

I’ll probably lose if I worry about it.

…But it bothers me a little. (Tl/n: Are you okay? Is your head right?)