The result of keeping my childhood friend company since we were little ~ Spoiling my childhood friend who has become dere dere

Chapter 1 – Meeting my cute childhood friend

“Fumu.”

“Sniff-sniff…”

“Un…”

“Suri-Suri…” [Rubbing]

“Man, that’s not the answer to this problem huh…”

“…Yuki-san, hey.”

“Hm?”

“Mind letting go of my left hand?”

“Yaa~”

The one contemplating how he got here is me, Kokonoe Yuu. And the sleek, blackhaired childhood friend clinging to my hand is Amami Yuki.

I have known Yuki since I was a child, and up until now, when I first met her, she was a very expressionless girl. She was the kind of girl who was always spacing out no matter what she did, and the kids around her seemed to have a hard time approaching her.

As I was a boy who was interested in strange things, I decided to target the expressionless Yuki-san.

Meaning, I want to see an expression other than her expressionless face.

With that single mindedness, I looked after Yuki-sani a lot. It was to the point where it was more than just persistent, it was annoying.

As Yuki became older, she became prettier and prettier, and my act of taking care of her changed to loving her.

It was during the spring break before I entered high school that I began to see a change. Yuki-san, who had been expressionless, began to show me all kinds of expressions.

That time was truly blissful.

Yuki-san was smiling at me. Her cute smile made me smile, too.

However, this was all destroyed in the first few days of high school.

Yuki-san and I had miraculously been in the same class for nine years in elementary and junior high school, but when we entered high school, we were placed in separate classes. This created a bad situation.

Students who did not know Yuki-san were aided by her good looks, and the boys gave her many approaches and lustful glances, while the girls were jealous of her total popularity with the boys, talked behind her back, and played malicious pranks on her.

As a result, Yuki, who was exposed to many negative emotions in a short period of time, accumulated stress, broke down, and stopped attending school.

I was so angry at that time. I snapped. It was only natural. The results of many years of work had been destroyed. I was angry at myself for not noticing it, but I was also angry at all the students who had caused it.

So I beat up each of the boys involved, and for the girls, there was a key bully who was making “Who Likes Who” type notes, so I borrowed them, printed them out, and scattered them all over the school building, regardless of school year.

The teacher tells me to “Stop it!” but I am not the kind of person whose anger subsides with just this much.

So I said to him,

“Why didn’t you damn teachers notice the bullying! Go retire, you salary thief!”

I told them in high spirits. After that, a few teachers restrained me and the situation was settled.

As a result, within a month after I entered high school, I was asked to leave the school voluntarily. Well, it was inevitable because I was so violent. But it was a shame. Yuki-san was smart and passed the entrance exam easily, but I had to study hard.

But it didn’t matter, because school life without Yuki-san was meaningless. We were not the husband wife duo in junior high. However, I did something very bad for my parents. I was expecting them to rebuke me, but what happened was quite the opposite.

“Your method of doing it is no good. If it was me, I’d look for a method which doesn’t jeopardise my position. For example-” was how my dad had a long explanation about the backstabbing techniques he used,

“As expected, when you’re troubled, law is the way to go! It’s quick and simple too, see?” was what my mother said with a refreshed face.

Then came the parents’ customary argument.

“Can’t figure something out using your laws, huh?”

“Oh my, what’s the fun in tormenting them bit by bit?”

Then they go off somewhere together. By the time we get back, we’re normally getting along. I don’t even know how many loops we’ve done already.

Well, after all that happened, I got some free time and decided to go to Yuki-san’s house.

In the beginning, it was terrible. She had a mental breakdown and was in such a state of mind that she was shut up in her room and couldn’t believe in anything.

There was a lot of verbal abuse. Still, I was not discouraged. It was because I had seen Yuki-san’s expressions other than her expressionless face. Compared to that short, happy period, the current difficult period is nothing.

I want to see Yuki’s expression again, even if it was a blank look.

It was exactly on the 100th day of my first visit that the change came. At that time, I had talked to Yuki-san for a few minutes about something uninteresting and then left.

Just as I was about to leave, a door opened and Yuki-san came running up to me and hugged me.

“Yu-kun, Yu-kun, uwaaaan… Sorry for saying such hurtful stuff… thank you for not leaving me… Yu-kun, Yu-kun.”

I naturally burst into tears at those words. I hugged Yuki-san back. I hugged her back with such strength and love as though I would never let her go again.

“Yuki-san, sorry… I’m so sorry… Sorry for not noticing it… It must’ve been painful for you, it must’ve been tough… I won’t let this happen again…”

“Uu-un. Since it’s Yu-kun, I can trust you. Thank you. ”

Yuki-san’s parents, who had been watching the scene from hiding, were quietly weeping, perhaps because they were so happy to see her.

It took several days, but Yuki-san was able to move freely only inside the house.

However, there was something strange about her. Starting in kindergarten and continuing through elementary and junior high school, I had been one-sided, but now…Yuki-san was sticking to me and becoming “dere dere”.

“How can I get my hand back?”

“Well, I’ll think about it if you give me a hug.”

“You’ll just think about it?”

“That’s right. I’ll just think about it.”

Cute.

Then there’s only one option for me.

“Ok, Come here.”

I opened my arms and invited Yuki-san in.

I’ve decided that I’m going to make love to Yuki-san in a grand manner.

And then…

“Gyuu~”