The reason why this genius little girl who doesn't get along with anyone, wants to be only spoiled by me

Episode 1: The Surprisingly Easygoing Genius Little Girl

Why would someone, a mob A like me, be favored by the genius little girl like Hime Hoshimiya? To explain that, let’s rewind a bit to yesterday after-school.

The time is early May, about a month after starting my second year in high school.

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Coming back from the Golden Week holidays, my body felt sluggish, probably because I spent too much time gaming.

(Kuh… As I thought, staying up all night and gaming was indeed a bad idea…)

Taking advantage of the Holidays, I spread my wings way too much, I got way too into an FPS game I’ve been obsessed with, and ended up neglecting my sleep as a resulty. To be specific, I pulled two all-nighters. As it was the end of the season, and I became busy grinding for the rank up games… well, let’s keep that excuses for the later.

Because of that, right now, I was paying the price. My body felt leaden, and my brain was in a fog. So, even after classes ended, I just couldn’t gather the energy to get up from my seat.

I keep lying on my desk, hoping I’d start feeling better, yet I didn’t feel any better anyhow. As I finally looked around, I came to find the classroom to have become nearly empty.

(Am I the only one…? Or maybe not—)

As there was no noise at all, for a second, I thought I was the only one left. But right beside me, there she was, sitting as quietly as ever.

(Hoshimiya Hime… So, she’s engrossed in her book huh.)

A little girl with pale, almost transparent hair. Her crimson eyes were focused on the hardcover English book with lots of pages, as she looks to be quite very absorbed, it seems that she hadn’t noticed me glancing at her from the corners of her eyes yet.

As a classmate, I know a lot about her: like the fact that she’s only eight years old, or the fact that she’s a genius who skipped grades, or the fact that she has a stunning, well-endowed Elder sister in right another class, and more than all, the fact that she generally doesn’t show much interest in others let alone interact with others. I knew all of this as a matter of fact.

It’s not that I have any particular feelings toward her because of that. Whether its the thoughts of getting along with her as a fellow friend, or a negative feeling, where I dislike her; none of it.

For me, she’s like a celebrity you see on TV—a figure far removed from the reality I live in.

People like Hoshimya, are existence that live in a different world than normal people like me.

People like her are the ones termed as “special ones,” after all.

Let alone envy; it is just too presumptuous to even feel admiration or inferior with regards to her.

There’s simply no connection between her world and mine all in all. That is why, without even paying any attention to her, but also being careful enough as to not disturb her time reading the book, I was on my way to quietly leave the classroom—but maybe because of the drowsiness, it made my overall balance to falter.

(Ah, come to think of, I think I still have some snacks left that I bought this morning…)

Given I had no appetite, I bought some chocolate from the convenience store in order to keep my sugar intake in check, but I’d barely touched it. It was one of those chocolate snacks that always spurs debates between the “mushroom sticks” and “bamboo sticks” camps. And in my case, I’m firmly on Team Bamboo sticks. I thought I could handle eating a few bites as it was my favorite snack, but right after only a few pieces I started feeling queasy and left most of it untouched.

(Given this time of the year, probably it’s melted till now? Un~nn, but I also didn’t eat lunch. So it would be better to put at least something into my stomach.)

Probably, the fact that I always have my health in dire straits can be also because of not having proper meals daily. Thinking that putting something in my mouth might improve my mood as well, I quietly took out the snack from my bag.

(I have to make sure, I am not disturbing Hoshimiya-san in any way.)

Being as quiet as possible, being careful on not making any noise in any way possible. As I look inside the chocolate bad, as I thought, the chocolate had started to melt a little ….Even though we are inside the room with cool air of AC, it really can’t be helped. Given how they are, I will have some chocolate stick to my fingertips. Well, I’d just have to wash my hands later, so no problem whatsoever.

With that thought, I popped one piece into my mouth right away.

The crunchy texture making harmony with the right sweetness, so delicious. But as I thought, somehow I have no appetite still. If I eat a lot, I might feel like vomiting again. So, let’s just eat a handful and see if I am still ok?

As I was having those thoughts, I put the second one into my mouth as well. ……Which was when it happened.

(…………Nn?)

Somehow, while I was hesitating on eating another piece, I felt someone’s gaze.

As it continued, and I felt strange being watched from right next to me, I looked over … to find Hoshimiya-san staring at me.

(…….)

Her crimson eyes were staring fixed at me—or rather, at the chocolate in my hand.

(Could it be… she wants to have some?)

Hoshimiya Hime is a quiet and dignified little girl. Even her ambience around her feels noble and elegant, that ….I imagined that she’d only eat those fancy, high-end western desserts and cakes as sweets. But maybe, just maybe, she had an interest in ordinary snacks as well.

“.,….Um…”

“……”

Now then, what to do indeed.
As it was quite awkward, I tried breaking in with a sound, but it seems like Hoshimiya san is still oblivious to that.

She was just, simply had her eyes locked on the chocolate. In all probability, maybe she wants to have some actually? As I couldn’t make the final decision, so when I took another piece and ate it just for reactions, Hoshimiya san’s face instantly clouded over, looking disappointed and sad .

“Ah…”

This time, she was staring at my mouth as I chewed, almost absent-mindedly pressing her finger to her lips. She clearly looked like she wanted to have some.

(May–maybe, she does want some of these chocolates… right?)

“…Would you… like some?”

I nervously picked up a piece of bamboo-shaped chocolate stick candy and held it out to her.

“…un!”

Doing so, she eagerly nodded and took the chocolate from me, popping it into her mouth in not time at all.

After which, as she chewed the sweet several times and gulped it in, her expression broke into a warm, blissful smile.

“It’s… syo shweet…!”

She looked utterly delighted as she savored the taste.

Honestly…I thought she was a detached girl who wasn’t much interested in sweets.

Turns out, she seemingly has quite a childlike side to her after all.

As I watched Hoshimiya-san’s blissful expression on enjoying the bamboo shoot chocolate; how do I put it, ….she looked incredibly adorable—-.