The Most Beautiful Girl in School Has Become a Mother

The crepe shop that Imiya-san was aiming for was quite busy.

Apparently, the new store that recently opened is trending on SNS and is very popular among students. For me, a high school student who is almost constantly busy with parenting, this information doesn’t really reach me at all, and it makes me realize how much my high school life is diverging from that of the average person.

We stood in line together, staring at the menu and discussing which one was good and what to do, buying one by one. The thing I chose was, in the end, what she had been struggling with until the very end.

While holding crepes, we sat on the bench in front of the station and ate together.

Imiya-san had a happy look on her face as she took a bite of the crepe, her cheeks relaxing. She seemed quite pleased.

On the other hand, it was my first time eating a crepe. Not knowing how to eat it, I was struggling.

I wasn’t quite sure how to eat it properly, but I definitely understood that it was delicious. I thought it would be overly sweet, but the moderate sweetness and pleasant aroma stimulated my taste and sense of smell, providing a sense of satisfaction. However, as Imiya-san said, it seemed like it could make me gain weight.

──Hmm, I didn’t know crepes could be this delicious. I thought they were just sweet, but there are so many different kinds.

I was munching away as I glanced at the menu on the signboard. There are not only sweet options but also savory ones like tuna and curry flavors, offering a wide variety.

This time, I chose the menu exclusive to this restaurant, and Imiya-san is having a limited-time offer. Apparently, women are quite weak when it comes to the word “limited.” Since I was torn between the two limited items, I chose the restaurant’s exclusive menu so that we could both enjoy them.

Then, Imiya-san is staring intently at the crepe in my hand.

“Ah… do you want to eat this too?”

These kinds of gazes are the same whether it’s from high school students or kindergarteners, so I try to read her intentions and ask.

“Huh, is that okay?”

Imiya-san’s face lit up brightly. It was exactly the same reaction as my sister’s, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Go ahead. Actually, I thought you were going to eat all of this too.”

“I can’t eat two of them, of course. I’ll just have one bite.”

While saying that, Imiya-san leaned in, so I offered her the side I hadn’t touched.

Then, she delicately covered the edge of the crepe with her small, refined mouth and began to nibble on it like a kitten. Her soft, red tongue gracefully enveloped the white whipped cream.

──Wait a minute, this… is way too cute.

The girl I admired was eating the crepe in my hand so cutely, I felt like I was going to die from the cuteness.

And at the same time, feeling the gazes from around me, I looked up to see students in the same uniform staring at me. They were all frozen with surprised expressions on their faces.

──I mean, this… doesn’t it totally look like a date⁉ Isn’t that a bit weird?

The girl I’m eating crepes with right now is the most beautiful girl in school, Imiya Miori.

She’s not just a high unattainable flower; she’s said to be a flower blooming on a sheer cliff. So, if I were to eat crepes with her, it would be nothing short of an event. Moreover, she and I have been in the news for a different reason these past few days.

I was recognized as her stalker by those around us two days ago, and now this morning, the two of us are going to school together, and on the way back, we’re eating crepes together like this. Isn’t this a pretty bad situation?

“Mmm~, delicious. Maybe I’ll go with that next time too.”

However, Imiya-san, oblivious to the surrounding gazes, was eating her crepe with a shy smile on her face.

If she doesn’t notice, then it’s fine, I thought as I opened my mouth to eat the crepe. And then, my hand came to a complete stop. The part of the crepe she had eaten was glistening just a little bit.

──Luster…?

I wondered why there was a sheen, thought about it for a moment, and then it hit me. I hurriedly looked to the side, and my gaze landed on her lips.

She licked the whipped cream off her lips with her tongue. The source of the shine, it was──

──W-wait a minute! Th-this is… this is going to turn into some kind of indirect something, isn’t it…⁉

It was emitting steam to the point where it felt like my head was about to boil over.

For someone like me who has no experience in love, this situation is too stimulating. I even wonder if I might end up having a cardiac arrest.

──No, wait. Calm down, me. It’s not uncommon to eat leftovers from my sister. What’s the difference? No, there’s no difference. The essence is the same. The only difference is whether it’s my sister or the most beautiful girl in school… Wait, that’s the biggest difference, isn’t it?!

I no longer even know what I’m thinking. I’m in a complete state of confusion.

──Alright, here goes!

I open my mouth wide and devour the slightly glossy fabric.

I felt a different sweetness than before──I thought.

However, if I become aware of it, my brain feels like it’s about to boil, so I just open my mouth wide and keep eating, taking two or three bites at a time.

Imiya-san was giggling at my state.

“Geez, Sanada-kun. You don’t have to rush so much; no one’s going to take your crepes.”

“N-no, I-I-I didn’t mean it like that…!”

It’s not about whether to take it or not; my brain is on the verge of short-circuiting because of you.

“Ah. You’re getting cream on your cheek because you’re eating in a hurry.”

“Huh?”

Imiya-san extended her finger to my cheek and gently wiped it.

There is whipped cream on the tip of that finger.

“Here.”

Imiya-san said that then brought her finger to her mouth and licked the cream off.

“Ah, wait──”

Because I had a mouth like a fish that had been flung onto the ground, she must have sensed something unusual. She tilted her head in confusion and then looked at her fingertips.

And then… as if a fire had suddenly ignited, her face turned bright red.

“I’m s-sorry! I was still in the mindset of eating with Momo-chan!”

“N-no… um, I mean, I’m totally welcoming, or rather…”

“Huh?!”

“N-Never mind! That was a slip of the tongue!”

We both become flustered and stumble over our words.

The more we talked, the more it seemed like we were digging our own graves, so we ended up eating crepes in silence from there.