The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change - Chapter 72-73
Chapter 72:
After finishing the rehearsal for the cultural festival, Miyama and I left school and headed to the candy store.
It’s been a while since Miyama and I were alone together, ever since we went to the candy store on a date after school.
Lately, we’ve been hanging out with Yuria and Kuroki, so it’s been hard to have a conversation with just the two of us.
“Ryota! Come on, cheer up!”
Miyama, thinking I’m still feeling down, keeps encouraging me along the way.
I appreciate Miyama’s concern, but… I’m not actually feeling down.
Do I look like I’m feeling down even when I’m just being myself?
“I thought your reading was pretty good, Ryota! It’s easy to listen to with that absent-minded feel. It’s like the recitations we do in elementary school language classes!”
Miyama is trying hard to cheer me up, but she’s clearly stepping on landmines.
(I’m not bothered by the reading, but if Miyama is so concerned, it’s making me feel down instead.)
*Sigh*
“Um, um…”
As I sighed, Miyama looked troubled and fidgeted with her hands.
“Oh, Airi! I’ll do anything to cheer you up! I’ll treat you to lots of candy too!”
“Huh? A-anything…?”
Upon hearing that, my gaze immediately went to Miyama’s big breasts.
(No, no. No matter what, that’s just too…)
If I casually asked a pure and innocent girl like Miyama to let me touch her breasts, I’d be socially annihilated, and if Yuria and Kuroki found out, I’d definitely be in trouble.
(So, then… how about having Miyama give me a knee pillow with some sense of ethics?)
For a certain reason, I really wanted Miyama to give me a knee pillow.
That’s right – it was yesterday before I went to bed.
As I was dozing off while playing a mobile game on my bed…
“TANAKA: Ryota-kun, look at this! This is seriously amazing!”
Tanaka sent me a message saying that, and then he sent a picture of Miyama’s underboob taken while she was giving him a knee pillow.
The angle of the underboob shot from the knee pillow made Miyama’s breasts look incredibly huge, creating a tantalizing shadow, and from Tanaka’s angle looking up from below, Miyama’s face was barely visible.
“TANAKA: Want to see Airi’s big boobs from above or below? Now showing in theaters!”
“Ryota: Shut up.”
Because of that, yesterday, I was unexpectedly defeated by Tanaka with the underboob mount.
I also want to see Miyama’s big breasts from below.
Ideally, I’d like to be sandwiched between her thighs and breasts and go to heaven.
“Hey, Miyama.”
“…?”
“If I can ask for anything, um… I-I want a knee pillow… from you.”
“A knee pillow? Oh, could it be!!”
Miyama nodded as if she understood something.
Y-yes! Even without me saying it, Miyama understands me…
“Ryota, you’ll give me a knee pillow!?”
“Huh…? Umm…”
“Well, yesterday, Kanade-chan said, ‘Wow, knee pillows are the best,’ so I thought I’d like someone to give me a knee pillow too!”
T-That’s not it! It definitely doesn’t mean that!
What Tanaka said was ‘Wow, (peeking at Airi’s boobs from below) knee pillows are the best!’
“Okay, okay! Can I have a knee pillow on the bench at the candy store?”
“N-No way. It’s embarrassing.”
“It’s fine! Hardly anyone passes by there! If you say no, then is our date over for today?”
“What!”
Miyama… she’s bringing in tactics like Kuroki. She’s become subtly clever.
I wanted a knee pillow, but… it can’t be helped.
“I-I get it… but knee pillows aren’t that great, you know?”
“It’s fine! I want to try it!”
Geez, she’s just curious (and has a big chest)…
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Chapter 73:
Upon arriving at the candy store, Miyama bought plenty of candy as a thank you for giving her lots of cardboard boxes.
As I’ve been spending a lot lately and feeling empty-pocketed, I bought a bottle of Ramune and wiped the sweat off the bottle with a handkerchief.
“Hey, Ryota? Shall we go to the bench?”
“Uh, yeah…”
We left the candy store and sat on the bright red bench outside the shop.
“So… Ryota, shall we do it?”
Miyama spoke like a girlfriend before doing something for the first time.
Ugh, ignorance is a sin… Miyama is just so plump in every way.
“Hey, are you really going to do it?”
“Yeah. Okay, I’m coming over.”
Miyama handed me a bag of candy, then leaned towards me, using my thigh as a pillow while lying down.
(Miyama’s face… on my thigh… wait, Miyama’s face is really small.)
I usually only notice her big breasts, but looking at her face like this, it’s clear why she’s considered a beauty.
Her silky and glossy hair, typical of a girl.
The sweet scent of women’s shampoo that gently wafts is too stimulating for a virgin guy.
It’s super creepy, but how happy would I be if I could bury my face in this hair right now.
As Miyama lay down, she took out a Umaibo from the candy bag I had and started munching on it.
“Chomp chomp… Hmm, Ryota, your thigh feels kinda hard?”
“Isn’t that normal for anyone?”
Being told it’s hard, I couldn’t help but flinch.
I’ve been trying hard to suppress the fact that another part of me has been getting hard.
(Hold on, me… if I pitch a tent here, it’ll be a disaster.)
“Hey, isn’t Airi’s head heavy?”
“Oh, it’s not heavy, but…”
“I see. That’s good.”
Miyama’s head isn’t too heavy or too light.
But her beautiful hair is slightly ticklish…
“Hey, look at that!”
“Wow, what’s that!”
Passing students from Nishinaka pointed and laughed as they walked away.
Well, from their perspective, we must look like a silly couple in this situation.
“Hehe… Haha, why are you suddenly laughing, Miyama?”
“Well, it’s just… it’s kinda strange to see Airi and you like this.”
“Strange?”
After finishing the Umaibo, Miyama licked her lips.
“Until recently, Ryota was like a lonely otaku in the corner of the class for Airi.”
Ugh…
I think that image hasn’t changed even now when viewed objectively.
“But… it’s different now. In just these few weeks, Ryota has become Airi’s friend.”
Miyama’s face, which was sideways until now, turned towards me on my lap, lying on her back, and she looked straight into my eyes.
The distance felt like she would kiss me if I lowered my face immediately.
(Oh no, Miyama’s face… it’s so… cute!)
M-My lower region, calm down…!
“Airi… there’s something I want to tell Ryota.”
“Huh?”
In this situation, what does she want to say!?
Could it be… a c-confession!?
“I haven’t apologized for saying things before you found out Airi’s secret.”
“Huh?”
“About Ryota… sorry for saying you seem like a geek.”
Miyama apologized with a frown.
I thought she was going to say something in this situation…!?
This is… could it be… c-could it be!?
“Airi, you haven’t apologized for knowing my secret before.”
“Ry-Ryota…”
“But, you know, I don’t care about that stuff. Everyone probably thinks I’m a geek anyway… and that hasn’t changed.”
“Ry-Ryota…”
“But, I’m grateful to Miyama for treating me with a smile, even though I’m a geek. You’ve encouraged me a lot today too. So, thank you as always, Miyama.”
“…”
To cover up the embarrassment of mistakenly thinking it was a confession, I expressed my gratitude to Miyama.
Miyama then turned her face away from me like before.
“Um, Miyama?”
“Just… don’t look at me now because I’m blushing.”
“Blushing? What about?”
“N-Nothing!”
I usually understand Miyama’s emotions easily, but right now, I’m not sure.
Her earlobes are red… is she angry?
“Hey, Miyama, how about we stop the knee pillow now?”
“No way! Let’s keep it like this!”
“Uh… okay…”
As we continue this silly knee pillow that attracts attention from others, it’s getting tough…
“I also… wanted to be a little bit of the main character.”
“Huh? Did you really want to be the main character that much? Alright! Explain to everyone and you can have my role as Snow White!”
“Oh, it’s not that! Ugh… well, forget it.”
Miyama sighed, sat up, and stopped the knee pillow, sitting next to me.
“Ryota, do your best as Snow White, okay? Airi will do her best as one of the dwarfs!”
In Miyama’s case, she’s not a dwarf, but a big-breasted giant.
“And, since you’ve become the main character, don’t give it up to anyone else right away! Got it?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Absolutely, okay? If Ryota doesn’t do Snow White, Airi won’t be a dwarf!”
“Uh, got it.”
With this promise with Miyama, I spent the remaining two weeks putting effort into being Snow White without giving up to anyone.
And finally – the fateful cultural festival arrived.
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This is that real annoying noone communicating and this dragging this all the feck out trope.
Also girls would absolutely already hate how dense this mofo is, it has to be wilful ignorance at this point.