The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change - Chapter 28-29
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- Chapter 28-29 - Airi Miyama's Feelings ♡ || Does an Indirect Kiss Taste Like Love?
Chapter 28:
“Airi wanted to see your conversation in real-time. What a shame.”
“Why does Miyama always try to set me up with her friends? It was the same with Ichinose.”
“Well… this time, it seemed like Rui-chan might like Ryota, so…”
“So?”
“Airi just wants everyone to get along.”
‘E-Everyone getting along?’
“Because if Ryota gets along with Yuria and Rui-chan, we can all have a fun school life together. Ryota always seems bored reading light novels in high school, and since our seats are closed now, I want Ryota to have fun with us too.”
With a bashful expression, Miyama said this and resumed sipping her Frappuccino.
‘(M-Miyama…)’
If I correct my earlier thought, Miyama isn’t just an airhead; she’s a pretty, kind girl. It’s because she’s kind that she ends up worrying unnecessarily.
“Don’t worry, Miyama. Even if I don’t force myself to get along with Ichinose or Kuroki, I enjoy just talking with you.”
“Really? You have fun being friends with Airi?”
“Y-Yeah. I can’t explain it clearly, but… it’s fun.”
It might not be the “fun” that Miyama imagines, but it’s enjoyable to watch Miyama’s ample bosom shake next to me (cryptic).
“I see… In that case, let’s forget what I said earlier.”
“Huh?”
“About Lime. Ryota doesn’t need to force himself to talk to Rui-chan, and we may never know how Rui-chan feels, but Ryota should continue being friends with Airi! Ryota has fun with Airi, right?”
“That’s true, but…”
“So from now on, Airi will make Ryota’s high school life enjoyable!”
Miyama said with a bright smile like the sun. It was amazing how she could say such straightforward things without any embarrassment.
“Besides, Airi and Ryota have a ‘special relationship’ where they share secrets, so it’s natural to be close, right?”
“E-Yeah… uh, okay.”
However, there are probably no romantic feelings in Miyama’s heart. If it weren’t such a twisted, introverted otaku who thinks rationally like me, I would have fallen head over heels for Miyama’s straightforwardness.
“Ryota will protect Airi’s secrets, and Airi will make Ryota happy. It’s a win-win!”
Even though I’m the only one benefiting from this… well, whatever.
“Hey, let me sip Ryota’s melon too.”
“Mine? Hey!”
Miyama took my matcha and melon Frappuccino, which I had been sipping, without hesitation. Then she drank it.
Oh! Hey hey! Isn’t that practically an indirect kiss?!
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Chapter 29:
“Hmm! This melon is delicious~ Ryota, want to try Airi’s peach and matcha frappuccino?”
“N-No! More importantly, about that indirect kiss!”
“Ah, Ryota, you’re the type to care about these things?”
“Of course I do! Especially with my straw!”
“I don’t mind, though…?”
Airi Miyama was naturally open-hearted; for better or worse, once she befriended someone, her guard and discomfort disappeared entirely.
No, no, even if that’s the case, you should be cautious about indirect kisses with the opposite sex! Normally!
“Even when exchanging frappuccinos with Yuria or Rui-chan, I don’t think twice about it. But if Ryota minds, I won’t ask you to exchange them”
“No, it’s okay. Please keep it as it is.”
“Why are you suddenly using polite speech?”
The melon and matcha frappuccinos returned from Miyama.
(Miyama used this straw after I used it. It’s an already-indirect-kissed straw.)
What would happen if my lips touched the straw that Miyama’s soft lips had touched?
In all my seventeen years of existence.
For me, who hasn’t even had a first kiss yet, to have such a chance for an indirect kiss with a busty beauty like this.
I swallowed hard and tried to drink the melon and matcha frappuccino as it was… but.
“Hey, what are you two doing?”
A familiar gal voice from behind…
Without even turning around, I could sense her presence from those thighs.
W-Why… is Yuria Ichinose here?
“Oh, Yuria! What’s up?”
Miyama spoke with a hint of panic but maintained her usual demeanor.
“What’s up… well, I saw this guy receiving a frappuccino that Airi drank from outside, so I came.”
Ichinose’s sharp gaze pierced through me.
“This is confiscated! I’m drinking it.”
“Ah…”
Ichinose took my frappuccino and gulped it down in one go.
(My… kiss virginity… not graduated.)
“By the way, why are you two here looking friendly at Sno-To? From calling him Ryota this morning, are you two dating?”
“No, no~ Ryota just treated Airi to a frappuccino as a little thank you.”
“Oh, a thank you? Is that true, Ryota?”
“Uh, yeah. Sort of… huh?”
R-Ryota!?!
What’s going on, Ichinose!?
I didn’t notice at first, but Ichinose had naturally started calling me Ryota.
“That’s fine then… Airi, let’s go home.”
“O-Okay.”
Saying that, Ichinose turned on her heel and left Sno-To.
“Ryota, thanks for everything! See you!”
“O-Okay…”
Miyama looked bewildered but followed Ichinose and left.
(My first after-school date with a girl… it ended so abruptly…)
Left alone at Sno-To, I sank into deep contemplation.
Then, suddenly, a notification from Lime popped up on my smartphone.
“Ichinose: Sorry, it seems like Airi forced you to treat her. Also, I’ll call you Ryota too. You can call me Yuria if you want.”
Ichinose apparently misunderstood that Miyama had forced me to pay for everything, so she went out of her way to apologize.
That misunderstanding might be convenient for me, but why is Ichinose calling me Ryota too!?
On top of that, she’s okay with me calling her Yuria…
“If we go to the movies the day after tomorrow… how will things turn out?”
nahhh bruh, his wimpiness is off the chart, flustered because of “indirect kiss” is ridiculous, no one in real life would embarrassed because of that. These days a lot of MC actually won’t care about Indirect kiss, and yet we have this coward here, author need to step ul their game, because how come the author think making the MC not only a wimp, but also pervert is actually likeable? At least other pervert MC actually jave the balls to say what they feel.