When I Brought The Lost Little Girl To Her House, The One Who Came Out Of The Front Door Was The Most Beautiful Girl In The Grade.

Today, after a long time, Mimura and Souta came to hang out. We were sitting in chairs, engaged in a casual conversation.

“What?! Shirakawa-san is staying over on New Year’s Eve?!”

Hearing my story, Mimura raised his voice in disbelief.

Usually, Mimura’s complaints would go on and on, but surprisingly, today he was rather brief.

“Lucky you.”

“Yeah, uh… What’s up? Aren’t you going to tease me like usual?”

“Nah, if I were bored, I might have, but I also have no plans.”

Saying that, Mimura’s voice sounded delighted, and his expression revealed a suppressed grin.

Definitely a girl… But what’s with these feelings? The desire to protect and the urge to tease, both were conflicting inside me.

I was torn between these two emotions.

“I get that feeling, Kuroda.”

Souta patted my shoulder and gave me a look that said he understood my feelings all too well.

“Judging from this vibe, it’s a girl, right?”

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure of that.”

“Finally, even Mimura is considering the possibility of dating someone.”

“But she might be a bad woman.”

Although Souta said that, I didn’t think so. I’d never met her, but if Mimura chose her, there must be something more to her. He might act strangely most of the time, but he could have a good judgment of character.

Yet, Souta wasn’t being mean or mocking. It’s because Mimura is his friend, his best friend, that he wants him to be with someone genuine.

It’s Souta’s way of showing kindness.

“Huh? What are you guys up to?”

I recognized the voice, turned around, and there was Ayano and Otori-san waving at us with smiles.

“We’ve been hanging out as the three of us after a long time. What about you?”

“We were out shopping too, but we saw Sou-kun and Kuroda-kun, so we came over.”

“Oh! Isn’t Yusei drinking the one that’s been trending lately?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

After Ayano stared at my drink for a moment, she shifted her gaze to my face.

“Want a sip?”

“You figured me out so easily!”

“Well, if you’re being looked at that much.”

After handing Ayano the drink, she took a sip through the straw, and I watched in anticipation, feeling a flutter of excitement from this indirect kiss.

Even if I’m told it’s weird, it can’t be helped.

“Alright, here’s a return favor!”

“Huh?”

“Open wide!”

Then, something was practically forced into my mouth. The chewy texture and balanced sweetness spread in my mouth.

“What’s this?”

“Donut! It’s also a recent trend. Matcha is really in right now!”

“Matcha… It’s delicious.”

Ayano said, “See, I told you!” with a satisfied expression.

“Hey! You lovey-dovey idiots over there! Quit making out right in front of me!”

“S-Sorry.”

“Sorry about that.”