When I Picked Up A Stunningly Gorgeous Downer-Type Beauty In Front Of The Entrance. - Chapter 14: For tomorrow's tamagoyaki, I won't put sugar in it.
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For tomorrow’s tamagoyaki, I won’t put sugar in it.
“Are you guys dating?” “What do you call each other?” “What does a kiss taste like?” “You can cook? That’s amazing!” “Is it homemade? Wow!” “Since when have you been dating?” “How did you two meet?” “Who confessed first?” “Are your underwear black?” “Does it hurt the first time?” “Did it bleed?”
They didn’t hesitate to barrage Sajou-san with questions.
The light that was originally absent from Sajou-san’s eyes disappeared even further into darkness…
But she still didn’t seem inclined to answer. She stubbornly kept silent, calmly eating her lunch as if nothing was happening. Hmm. Strong mental fortitude.
Despite their efforts, the girls in the class also gave it a shot, but Sajou-san was determined to ignore them completely.
After a while, they seemed to realize she wasn’t going to talk. With sighs and shrugs, they gradually moved away from Sajou-san.
Naturally, the next target was me. Perhaps because I tended to answer at least somewhat, the questions came at me even hotter than they did at Sajou-san. It made it hard to eat my lunch calmly.
“Nee, nee~, tell us, Hinata-ku~n?”
“Nah, I’m good.”
They asked in a cutesy voice, but I’m not such an easy guy to succumb to such simple tactics.
With a girl as beautiful as Sajou-san, not to mention her ample bosom, one develops resistance if they’re constantly being clingy.
If this had been before I met her… I might have given in. It’s unavoidable. Men are just simple like that; they’re weak to girls being affectionate, even if they know it’s calculated.
Enduring amidst a group of high school girls, I suddenly felt a kick against the legs of my chair. What gives?
“…”
Looking at Sajou-san, who still had some lunch left but was leaning her cheek on her hand and avoiding eye contact with me, I asked, “What’s up?”
“Not.. At… All…”
Her tone was strong. Did I upset her?
Honestly, I have no idea.
She often says “It’s nothing,” but this time, I couldn’t discern the meaning and emotion behind those words.
Was it because of the nosy questions from the bystanders?
But I can’t do anything about that, and besides, I’m not the cause.
“Wow… sulking Sajou-san is so cute.”
“Right? Despite being so cool, that reaction makes me fall for her…”
“Sorry? I didn’t mean it that way. I’ll back off, so forgive me?”
Perhaps because we’re all high school girls, they seemed to sense why Sajou-san was upset. They apologized and left, their eyes sparkling with admiration.
What’s going on?
By the way, as a side note, after this day, none of my classmates transformed into nosy bystanders.
When I asked them why,
“We didn’t want to be hated, so we thought quietly watching over was the best option,” they explained while making a fan with the words “I ♡ Being Alone, it makes my heart flutter” written on it.
Since I didn’t quite understand, I confiscated the fan for the time being. They seemed really disappointed.
“Huhh…” they sighed.
***
Overall, how was the first time going to school with Sajou-san? Honestly, it was tiring. In various ways.
There were things I could anticipate, and things I couldn’t.
Well, I think it’ll settle down a bit starting tomorrow.
Exiting the school gate, we walked back the same path we took in the morning.
Walking beside me was Sajou-san in her school uniform. She had been wearing casual clothes when she came to pick me up, so seeing her in uniform was a bit refreshing, and it made me a little nervous.
Her usual vacant expression, which also seemed sleepy, remained unchanged.
As I gazed at her profile, lit by the evening sun, I couldn’t help but feel curious.
So, I decided to ask her about it a little bit.
“…Are you forcing yourself?”
Sajou-san’s black eyes meet mine.
Honestly, I’m wondering if I made her push herself too hard.
I feel like I’ve needlessly tired her out by having her accompany me to school, worrying about me. The weight of it feels like swallowing a lead ball.
She’s not the type of woman to do such things.
It may be rude to say, but I’ve felt since we first met that Sajou-san doesn’t have the luxury to care about others. So, I do think it’s unnecessary worry, but…
Her response to whether she enjoyed it was subtle, leaving me feeling uneasy. Like water in a cup vibrating with ripples, swaying.
Anxious, I stare back at her eyes, but she doesn’t answer my question. She just looks forward.
What’s going on? There’s a lump in my chest. I want to scratch it off like a scab, but I can’t remove the anxiety in my heart with my nails.
Maybe I’ll just go to school alone after all. I was thinking that when…
“For tomorrow’s tamagoyaki, I won’t put sugar in it.”
A sudden topic. I tilt my head, unable to understand the meaning.
Where I’m looking. Her cheeks blush. It’s not because of the sun setting on the horizon; it’s definitely from the heat of her emotions.
Sajou-san bites her lower lip. Enduring something, she opens her lips slightly.
“I prefer it with a refreshing taste from the onion.”
That’s all she says.
Then, she quickly walks ahead.
I gaze at the diminishing figure of the girl with black hair, shrinking as if escaping, and for a moment, my mouth opens wide in surprise. But soon after, a smile naturally spreads across my face.
I understand the meaning behind her words.
But it’s terribly roundabout and convoluted.
She’s not very straightforward.
But the emotions I hold aren’t of exasperation.
Despite the sun about to set soon, my heart felt warm, as if it were bathed in the radiant summer sun.
I catch up and walk beside her as she hurries away.
Bending down, I look up at her face from below, but she turns away as if to say, “Don’t look at me.”
However, her beautiful profile and the exposed nape of her neck are unavoidably visible, and the emotions bubbling up on her flushed skin are uncontrollable.
It’s the same with the bentou; She’s trying to express her feelings sincerely. However, this time, I’ll go along with her style.
“I also like tamagoyaki with negi for a refreshing taste.”
“…I don’t care.”
“I don’t care, huh? I see.”
“What’s that… annoying.”
Salty words.
But somehow, even that seems dear to me, and as we walk side by side on the way home, I can’t stop the smile on my cheeks.
***
“By the way, what about that fan?”
“…it makes my heart flutter?”
“…(Gazing with a cold, indifferent look as if at an insect)”
There is one voicemail.
***
Beep――
Oh, Onii-san!
Aloha~ How’s it going?
It’s your super cute little sis speaking, you know?
So, how about it? Are you happy? ―― You better say you are!
Well, I don’t have much time anyway, so it doesn’t matter.
The thing is, Dad’s business trip got rescheduled, so Mom told me to ask you about it.
I’ll call again tonight, so make sure to pick up, okay?
From your world’s cutest little sis~ See ya~
――Beep