The Case of My Unknown Childhood Friend Who Became My Girlfriend Without Me Even Knowing It - Chapter 6 - It Tasted Sweet

Chapter 6 – It Tasted Sweet

“Hey, hey, isn’t this knife really cheap? Can I buy it?”

“It’s not like I’m the one buying it, so do what you want.”

“Okay, I’ll buy it. Hehehe, it looks like it cuts well.”

“……”

At the supermarket.

No matter how much it’s in a case, it’s still unsettling to see your own stalker holding a knife next to you.

It’s scary.

She says it’s for food, but I don’t know if that’s true.

I wonder if she’s going to use it to cook food.

Or perhaps she’s going to use it on me…

“Well, I think let’s have meat and potatoes today. What do you think?”

“Y-Yeah, that sounds good.”

“Then I’ll cook that. Oh, by the way, we’re having a holiday next week. Where shall we go?”

“I-I wonder. Haha…”

Sakatoki is acting like a girlfriend, but I haven’t fully accepted the reality yet.

But now I’ve decided to go along with her fantasy.

I’ll wait for the right moment.

And since my parents are involved, I can’t be too rough with her.

“Then, let’s go home. That said, where is your home?”

“Eh? Could it be that you want to come to my house?”

“Not really. Well, there aren’t many people around here at night.”

“Are you worried about me, by any chance?”

“Eh, well…”

“I’m so happy… Kanata-kun, I love you.”

“……”

I really only asked in order to get her to leave early.

Well, okay.

Besides that, this girl really seems to like me.

If it was just that, I wouldn’t feel so bad…

When I got back to the flat, she unlocked the door for me with my luggage.

This is, well, just awful.

I can’t run away. She can walk into my room anytime she wants, so I shouldn’t even try anything stupid.

“Then I’ll start cooking. Kanata-kun, you take your time.”

Sakatoki took out her new cooking utensils and put on the apron she bought earlier.

Looking at her, I ran into the back room and turned on the TV.

Just in time, the evening news program was on.

A woman who was the victim of stalking was reported in the press.

…I guess Sanatoki’s really a stalker.

But since when? She seems to know some stories about when I was in middle school, so is it from around that time? Or was it before that…?

“Kanata-kun.”

Sakatoki’s voice came from the corridor where the kitchen is located.

“What?”

“It’s seasoned, though I’m a bit unsure, so can you taste it for me?”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m not going to complain about what people cook.”

“Just come on, come try it for a bit.”

“…Okay.”

Seriously.

Why do you sound like such a sensible person?

You’re a psycho, and showing that kind of concern won’t change my perception of you.

“Hey, I think I should add more soy sauce.”

She turned around after scooping the broth with a ladle and bringing it all the way to her mouth.

“No, I don’t know, I have to try it.”

“Then… Nnn.”

And for some reason, she peeked at me with her hands folded behind her back holding the ladle.

“…Come on, give me the ladle.”

“Nnn. Mouth-to-mouth.”

“WHAA… Enough with the joke.”

“Joke? What are you talking about? You don’t want to?”

“……”

This is indeed not a question of not liking it or anything like that.

Even though it’s called a mouth-to-mouth exchange, it’s still a kiss.

I’ve reached the point where I can no longer tolerate lies.

Once I kiss her, there’s no going back.

It’s like perfectly admitting her side of the story.

……

“It’s too early for that. We’ve only just met.”

“What are you talking about? I’ve been watching Kanata-kun for a long time, haven’t I?”

“I never realized… And I can’t taste it with your mouth.”

“Why?”

“W-Why you ask…”

“How do you know? Perhaps you’ve done that kind of thing with other women?”

“H-How can that be? That can’t be.”

“So you won’t know unless you try, right? You didn’t know and you lied to me? Hey, what do you think?”

“N-No…”

Slowly, the approaching Sakatoki overwhelmed me and drove me into the wall.

She smelled deliciously sweet, probably because she had been cooking.

…Her lips were glowing, a little glossy.

“Hey. Mouth-to-mouth.”

“…U-Um…”

“Mou~, You’re so shy, Kanata-kun. Ei~~~”

“!?”

She put her own lips to mine as she leaned against me, pressing her small but firm breasts against me. (T/N: Oh no, they’re schmall.)

I tried to pull away in a hurry, but then she put her hands behind my neck and pulled me in tightly.

“!?!?”

“Nn… Nnnn.”

She stuck her tongue in, twirling it around in my mouth.

The feeling made me lose my strength.

My hands that were holding her shoulder slipped away and fell.

It was an indescribable first kiss.

I never thought that my first kiss would be a deep kiss, that it would be in the form of a girl taking it from me, and that it would be with my stalker.

However, the feeling of the kiss was graphic.

It’s imprinted on my brain.

“…I did it.”

“Ah…”

“You’re so cute, Kanata-kun. I love you.”

With her hands still entwined around me, just close enough for our foreheads to touch, she laughed.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed red and her mouth was moistened with a pert.

Then, came a muttering whisper under her breath.

“Hey, do you want to do something that feels even more amazing?”

At those words, my heart jumped through my chest.

I could feel it pulsing violently.

Nothing could be more amazing.

What is that all about?

The dam of reason is already about to break, and I unconsciously reach for her body.

Just like this… I wonder if I should push her over.

No, it’s probably fine.

If not, she wouldn’t have kissed me.

So…

“Beep, beep.”

At that time, a timer went off.

Looks like the rice is cooked.

“…Such a shame. The rice is cooked.”

“Ah…”

“Fufu. Don’t panic, we’ll be together every day from now on. Anyway, how did the meat and potatoes taste?”

“Umm… Um… They were sweet…”

“I see. So you can taste it, even if it’s mouth-to-mouth.”

She slid her hands off me.

She turned around and lit the kitchen stove again.

Gently, she turns to me, touching her own slightly moist lips, soaking in the sensations we shared earlier.

“Wait for me in the other room.”

She said that without turning around.

I went back to the other room, stunned.