When I, a streamer with some more than 10 registered subscribers, announced my retirement with a face-reveal; as all my viewers were the Madonnas of the school, I ended up losing my current place at school all in all. - 22_ Returning home from school together with Shizuhara-san ②
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- 22_ Returning home from school together with Shizuhara-san ②
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22_ Returning home from school together with Shizuhara-san ②
Eh, how did you know?
Indeed, right now I was thinking about Suzuhara-san.
Don’t tell me, is Shizuhara-san, a psychic?
A mentalist who can read people’s minds?
“Well, yes. I was thinking about something like that.”
I replied honestly.
That is because it is not good to lie!
I hate people who lie the most.
Just as you can never trust a person you have trusted for a long time if he or she has betrayed you even once, similarly a person who lies is not a good person.
[TL: What about white lies?]
For starters, I don’t understand the thinking patterns of people who tell lies.
My father and mother brought me and Akane up like that.
『 Never trust anyone who would or can betray you. 』
Those were the words of my mother’s words.
These are the words my mother said to me when I was still in the lower grades of elementary school, these are the words that still remain in my heart.
“Muu, even though I’m talking to you right now, you are thinking about other girls. Hiroto-kun is so cruel.”
Nn? Did she just casually call me by my first name?
Shizuhara-san was staring at me a with a sullen look on her face.
“So— I’m sorry.”
“Un~n, it’s not like I want you to apologize for that. Well, I felt a little uneasy, but since you were honest with me, I’m not particularly angry with you.”
Your words don’t seem to match your facial expression, though?!
Even now she looks like she’s on the verge of getting mad, but she’s really not mad, is she now?
I often hear that pretty girls are scary when they are angry.
Right now, I just realized that, the rumor is actually true.
It’s true that when Akane or Mom gets angry, they also look really scary.
And my Dad …… Un~nn. He’s the type of person who doesn’t get angry that often.
When was the last time I remember him getting angry with me?
Maybe around the time when I was in kindergarten?
Or maybe Elementary school?
Well, in short, what I mean to say is, he does not get mad all that often. Right now, let’s try to uplift the mood of Shizuhara-san, just to be on the safe side.
“Then, shall we head home?”
“Un, Let’s go!”
Her voice doesn’t actually sound that angry.
After leaving the school building, Shizuhara-san and I started walking in the direction of our house.
The first place that we came across in front of us was a familiar little shopping street.
……But still, isn’t it pretty close?
For some reason, Shizuhara suddenly shortened the gap between us as soon as we left the school grounds, and now we were walking right next to each other at a super-close distance.
Well, it’s not like she’s pressing her br***ts against my body or holding my hand or anything like that, as in a typical love-comedy.
I mean, there is no way Shizuhara-san would do such a thing. She is a prim and proper girl after all.
But still, she’s too close!
Too close!
Even closer than the stones laying around!
If I’m subjected to this, I’m going to get so nervous.
Shizuhara-san, do you realize your present position at all?
You’re the class chairman, someone who is supposed to be prim and proper, good at studies with extremely good-looks, and athletic body with curves.
You are the very embodiment of the words “being accomplished in both the literary and military arts”.
For that kind of person to associate with me, who represents and is the symbol of the class’, no, the school’s …… Japan …… the world’s most prominent ‘botchchi’ representative, just why, why, whyyyyyyyyy.
[TL notes: Botchchi = lonely figure; thought of keeping it that way.]
Ha~ah, calm down me, take deep breaths.
If I panic too much, Shizuhara-san will start looking at me with a strange look.
To begin with, her impression of me is not so good, but if it gets any worse than, it will become a problem instead.
Conversation, I need to strike up a conversation.
But I do not have anything to talk about.
I don’t think it’s right for a girl to initiate a conversation, so I have do something something about it from my end.
Maybe a conversation about love and romance?
No, no, what am I thinking about?
Being suddenly asked by a guy who you have no interest on about relationships, would instead feel creepy, weird and uncomfortable.
It’s a big no-no. Rejected!
So maybe about studying, like a fellow student?
If I recall correctly, Shizuhara-san is a person who lists among the top 10 students in our grade.
On the other hand, I rank about 30th in my grade.
Isn’t it already enough to be in the top 30?
I believe there are about 300 students in the second grade.
Getting a place in the top 30 is already good enough, isn’t it?
Even though I say so myself, I’m a pretty good and studious student.
Or maybe if she wouldn’t want to talk about her studies outside of school.
Then …….
“Say, Hiroto-kun!”
“Hyan, hyaaa~inn!”
“Kyaaa!”
When I screamed unintentionally, maybe getting startled by that, even Shizuhara-san screamed out.
“So– I’m sorry.”
“Nope, I am actually sorry too. Anyone would be surprised if they were spoken to all of a sudden right.
Aah, I made Shizuhara-san be mindful of me.
Ugh, I’m feel kind of apologetic.
“No problem at all. So, what’s wrong?”
“About me and Hiroto-kun, since we talked today for the first time, we don’t know each other very well now do we, so I was wondering if we could exchange some information on ourselves? or something.”
‘Talked for the first time’ heh?
Well, I kind of had guessed that you might not have remembered.
And exchanging information with each other. That sounds fun too.
I never thought I would get the opportunity to do this, I feel so thrilled. I feel such a inexpressible amount of joy.
“I think it’s alright.”
“I know, right~. Then let’s go and do that in the coffee shop over there!”
A co-co-co-COffEE SHoP, SHE SAYS?