The S-Class Beautiful Sisters at My New School Somehow Got Super Attached to Me and Ended Up Becoming Yandere Without Me Even Realizing It - Chapter 60-61

Chapter 60

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“Ahh, this feels so good.”

Even after getting home, I just sat there for a while soaking up the afterglow from today.

Tendou-kun ate the food I made.

And he said it was delicious.

We even promised I’d make him bentos every day.

I’m so glad I pushed myself to go learn cooking from Grandma.

Yeah, “easier said than done” doesn’t apply here—it’s more like “worrying about it is way harder than actually doing it.”

Alright, while I’m still in this great mood, I’m gonna write some novel too.

Oh right, this morning Tendou-kun said he finished a new part, didn’t he?

Right after that Grandma called me over to start cooking, so I totally forgot.

“Wonder what kinda story he wrote.”

Still feeling all bubbly, I opened up our shared work page—the place that’s basically our love nest now—and started reading his draft.

“Hmm hmm, so they’re finally going out on a date… huh?”

It was right at the scene where the protagonist and heroine head out for a date.

I read on, super excited to see where Tendou-kun would take this heavy, moody heroine he created.

But then.

“…What the heck is this.”

The kinda shy protagonist picks a date spot with his gloomy girlfriend—and it’s not some bar, not a private room for just the two of them.

It’s a bowling alley.

The story’s about how the gloomy girl actually loves bowling (surprise side to her), which kinda catches the protagonist off guard, and even though he’s not usually the active type, he ends up enjoying getting sweaty and moving around.

In terms of the heroine’s feelings growing and the protagonist developing as a person, it’s super natural and a nice little story.

If this was just some random novel, that is.

“Is bowling really that fun…? Nah, it’s probably not just that.”

Yeah, it’s gotta be Yuzuki.

That bright, bubbly side of hers must’ve really hit Tendou-kun hard.

I glanced down at my hands—still all banged up and covered in bandages from earlier.

I’m working this hard, y’know.

So why Yuzuki?

Does he really prefer someone sporty and quick like her over a total klutz like me who can’t move for crap?

Tendou-kun…

…No, no, that kinda thinking’s no good.

I gotta push even harder.

Maybe she won the date-planning round, but that’s old news now.

Love’s not something you win with just one shot—you gotta keep firing the second arrow, the third arrow, all of ‘em.

Go ahead and have your little bowling score battles, you two.

Me? I’m the one making Tendou-kun food every single day.

“Tendou-kun’s gonna be shaped by the meals I make for him.”

That day, for the first time in forever, I didn’t write a single word.

I spent the whole night binge-watching cooking videos until I eventually passed out.

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“Mizuki’s still sleeping, huh.”

Sunday morning.

Mizuki’s been getting up early lately, but today she must be wiped—she’s not coming out of her room.

I finished my usual run, changed, and was just zoning out alone in the living room, but there wasn’t even anything good on TV.

“…Maybe I should ask him.”

I hesitated a bit—since we just went out the other day, is it too soon to invite him again?—but I ended up sending Tendou-kun a Line anyway.

‘Morning~ I’ve got some bowling discount coupons today. Wanna come for a bit?’

Right after hitting send, I let out a big sigh.

I’m getting all excited over what he said that day about maybe getting into bowling, like I’m taking it way too literally.

That was just polite talk, right?

Sure, he might’ve thought “yeah, moving around once in a while sounds nice,” but he’s not really the type to go out super often…

‘Morning. Huh, for real? Perfect timing—I was literally just watching bowling videos.’

The reply came back so fast I jumped up without thinking.

“Huh, no way? W-what do I do… wait, reply, reply!”

I shot back right away, ‘So how about meeting there in an hour?’

And Tendou-kun replied ‘Got it’ almost instantly.

“…Okay, time to get changed.”

Back in my room, digging through clothes, I actually hesitated for once.

Normally when I go out it’s just sweats or whatever.

But since I’m meeting Tendou-kun… maybe I should try looking a little nice for a change?

I mean, I don’t have nearly as many clothes as Mizuki does.

But yeah, maybe jeans today?

“Wonder what kinda stuff Tendou-kun likes…”

An hour probably sounded a little late when I said it, huh.

Maybe I should’ve pushed it back even more.

I can’t decide on an outfit…

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Chapter 61

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“Sorry for the wait—ugh, I totally forgot something.”

While I was waiting out front of the bowling alley, Yuzuki-san came jogging up a minute later.

“Nah, you’re good. I literally just got here too.”

“Really? Okay, good then. Um… do I look weird?”

“Weird?”

Nothing seemed off at first glance, but once she asked, I ended up staring hard, trying to spot what was different from usual.

The only thing I could really pick out was that she wasn’t in her usual sweats—she had jeans on.

“Nope, you look totally fine.”

“R-really? Uh, well… all my sweats were in the wash, so I had to go with regular clothes today.”

“It suits you. Feels very Yuzuki-san. I’m in sweats too ‘cause I figured comfy clothes are better for moving around.”

“Oh, okay then. Cool. Yeah, let’s head in.”

She looked kinda stiff overall—maybe she just wasn’t used to seeing herself in normal clothes yet.

But once we started bowling, that awkwardness melted away pretty quick.

“Alright, today’s the day I get on the shop’s leaderboard!”

“There’s a leaderboard?”

“Yeah, it’s posted up by the front desk. Top ten. Even the lowest one’s at 230.”

“That’s basically pro level.”

I laughed, thinking she was half-joking, but Yuzuki-san looked dead serious when she turned to me.

“I hate losing.”

And yeah, she meant every word.

“That’s so you. Yeah, you’ve totally got this.”

“Mhm. Let’s aim for it together, Tendou-kun.”

“Nah nah, I’m not making that.”

“You won’t know unless you try. Oh, and obviously we’re still competing today too.”

She flashed a mischievous little grin and threw her first ball.

It slammed right into the center of the pins and scattered them clean—except one stubborn one left standing in the corner.

“Ugh, come on. Jeans really do make it harder to move, huh.”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry. Spare’s still good.”

“You’re saying that but you look way too happy. You’re thinking you might actually win today, aren’t you.”

“Oh, busted? Well yeah—‘cause Yuzuki-san usually starts off chaining strikes right from the jump.”

Okay, yeah, I really was getting hyped thinking I might have a shot.

But honestly, just watching her have so much fun made the whole thing fun for me too.

She ended up picking up the spare pretty easily but still came back looking kinda bummed. I switched places with her and grabbed my ball.

Since it hadn’t been that long since last time, for some reason today I just felt like things were gonna go my way.

The ball got sucked right toward the center of the pins and knocked every single one down clean.

“Whoa, yes!”

“Eh—nice! Wait, did your form get way cleaner?”

“Haha, well… I actually spent yesterday binge-watching bowling videos. Oh, but don’t tell Mizuki-san, okay? She’ll get mad and be like ‘focus on the novel already.’”

“I won’t say a word. Alright, I can’t lose now either.”

My game was on point today, while Yuzuki-san was kinda off her usual rhythm.

It made for a really close match, and we ended up going to the final game.

She finished with 179.

“Ugh, anything over a spare and I lose, right?”

“Yeah. Kinda feeling the pressure now.”

“I mean, turkey would put you exactly at 200.”

“That’s pushing it. But I’m definitely going for my first win.”

It was supposed to be just casual fun, but I was ridiculously nervous.

I’d never felt this kind of rush before.

Not even during relay races at sports day, or when my book report got picked for some award and I had to read it in front of everyone.

But weirdly, it didn’t feel bad at all.

My body was shaking, but not from fear.

“…Here I go.”

I focused hard and threw the ball straight at the center of the pins.

It went exactly where I wanted.

Yes—in my head I was already fist-pumping as I heard the pins crash.

“…Huh?”

But some pins were still standing.

Two of them, actually—one on each side.

A split.

“Uwaaah, it split—”

Yuzuki-san clutched her head.

“What do I do now? Wait, can you even pick this up?”

“That’s a seven-ten split. Pros only make it less than one percent of the time.”

“No way that’s happening. But if I knock down even one, it’s a tie, right?”

My dream of a first win—and breaking 200—were gone, so my energy dipped a bit, but a tie was still something.

I stood there debating which pin to go for when Yuzuki-san piped up.

“Hey, which one you aiming for?”

“Hmm… what’s the usual?”

“Well, if you’re right-handed, most people go for the right one. Ideally you’d curve it a little, hit it thick, make it bounce back and take the other one out… but that probably doesn’t make sense to you.”

“Yeah, lost me completely. But knocking one down ties it, so.”

“You’re not gonna try for both?”

“Huh? No way, that’s—”

“There’s still a chance, even if it’s tiny. So why not go for both?”

Yuzuki-san stared off at the distant pins and muttered it quietly.

“Both… yeah, you’re right. Might as well give it a shot.”

She gave me some pointers on how to aim, and I got into position.

I threw toward the right-side pin… but the ball didn’t even reach—it dropped straight into the gutter.

Not a single pin fell.

Game over.