After a Heartbreak, My Bitter Childhood Friend is now Sweet Like Sugar

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Chapter 2.5

TL: Devxtt

ED: Silver

It was the first day of the midterm exam.

The subjects for the first day were Mathematics (ii) and Modern Literature B.

Thanks to Kokoa, I didn’t get into much trouble in the exam. Of course, there were some questions that I forgot or couldn’t solve, but that was to be expected.

After the first period, Kazama came to talk to me.

“Damn, you looked like you had it easy.”

“What’s with that tone of voice? Have you gone crazy because you’re in a pinch?”

“Haha, you’re right. I was so excited during the test that I can’t stop shaking.”

“You were excited… Could it be that you’re actually a good student?”

I’ve been in the same class as Kazama for two years.

Is this guy actually that good with studies? I never knew.

“No, I’m at the bottom of the class. But the moment I’m confronted the reality that I’m about to fail, that’s when I know I’m alive.”

“Are you a masochist?”

“I realized during a fight the other day that I like being hit more than beating someone else.”

“I thought he might be a bad guy before, but it turns out he’s the worst. I have to think about how to deal with him in the future.”

“You know I can hear you.”

“I want you to hear. Don’t make me say it, it’s embarrassing.”

I gave him an honest reply that was not sarcastic or anything, got up from my seat, left the classroom and headed for the restroom. I had to use the restroom right before the next exam.

On the way, I came across Kokoa coming towards my classroom.

“Oh…”

She stopped in that moment.

“What’s going on? You’re looking for someone?”

Her classroom and the women’s restroom are in the other direction. During the break between exams, there was usually no reason for her to come towards my classroom.

“N-No, I was just taking a stroll for fresh air. How was your test?”

“Oh, yeah. Maybe you’re worried about me?”

“… I-It’s not that I’m worried about you, but I can’t forgive you if you do poorly after all the effort I put into teaching you.”

“Well, thank you. You don’t have to worry about it. I’m doing my best thanks to you. And after all I can’t bring disgrace to the teacher who taught me.”

“I-it’s okay then. I wish you good luck.”

She then spun around on her heel and walked back.

I wonder why was she here?

I went to the restroom, finished my business, and returned to my seat.

The first day, after all exams were over, I arrived in front of the school gate and met up with Kokoa, who kept texting me from time to time.

We were going to have lunch and study at the same time.

“Do you want to go somewhere for lunch? Maybe for a hamburger or something?”

“Hmm… the fast food stalls are full during exam time. I don’t want to go into crowded places.”

“You still hate the crowd, I see. If that’s the case, why don’t we go to a convenience store? It’s more expensive, but it would be quiet.”

“I agree.”

We went to a nearby convenience store.

After putting some rice cup noodles and cold food in a basket, I came to an aisle flanked by shelves of bread and lunch boxes.

“Which do you think is better, the buttery melon bread or the crunchy melon bread?”

“Do you have any other choice than melon bread?”

“No. Because melon bread is the best.”

Come to think about it, she’s always hungry for any kind of melon bread.

“It’s always my first choice. So, try not to look at it too much. If I were in a supermarket, I would just walk by without paying attention, but convenience stores are so small that I would inevitably be confronted by them.”

“If you like it so much, why don’t you just eat it?”

“The calorie content of melon bread is quite high. If you eat three or four pieces in one meal, you will gain weight.”

“You can’t eat that much melon bread in one meal… No, you did. I just remembered that.”

I remember when we were in junior high, we went into a bakery.

At that time, she bought three pieces. I thought she was going to with share me, but she ate them all, and that time I told her that she would get fat.

After that, she never went into that bakery again when she was with me…

“So, which do you think is better?”

“If you’ll eat all of them anyway, so why not buy both? If you only have 2 then you won’t get fat.”

“Who said I’ll have one? I’m talking about the extra one after buying both. I was wondering which one would taste better after the two.”

“You’re going to eat three of them? You’re going to get fat.”

“I use sugar for my brain, so it’s no problem!”

I wonder if it’s real. I guess it’s okay if she’s convinced.

“Melon bread looks a little bit like Yū, doesn’t it?”

“Why is that?”

“The skin is hard, but the inside is fragile.”

“You’re saying I’m a tofu from inside?”

“I’m also saying you’re tough.”