I Got Into a Secret Relationship With a Girl Who Was Out of My League
Before I knew it, more than a week had passed, and Saturday, the day of our date, had arrived.
The station where we were meeting was enveloped in the atmosphere of autumn.
My breath was faintly white, and my hands, tucked into my pockets, were slowly getting cold.
I thought I had arrived early, but I was so preoccupied with the time that I kept checking the clock at the station.
“Why am I so nervous…?”
I muttered to myself and exhaled.
I never thought I’d be going out with Nanamori on a weekend.
Last night, I couldn’t fall asleep, so I kept playing with my phone and closing my eyes, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep. This morning, I hurriedly got ready and rushed out.
I styled my hair for the first time in a while, so I hope it doesn’t look weird.
I’m worried if my outfit is okay, so I check it.
A gray hooded sweatshirt with a navy blue stand-up collar coat. Below, black slim-fit pants and gray sneakers—a simple outfit.
I don’t go out much, so I don’t have many clothes.
At home, I prioritize comfort, and since I’ve never gone out with a girl like this before, I’ve never really cared what others think.
It’s suddenly gotten chilly lately, so maybe this is a good opportunity to rethink my wardrobe.
…Still, I can’t calm down. I’m waiting for that moment to come.
I’m already nervous. Will I be able to hold it together when Nanamori arrives?
After all, we’ve been together so many times before, so why am I nervous now?
I try to tell myself that, but going out together like this is different.
It’s like a date—like real lovers, I thought to myself, then quickly denied it.
My gaze fixed on the ticket gate, then suddenly stopped.
…She’s here.
She was in the crowd.
At that moment, my heart pounded loudly.
She was wearing a beige long coat, with a white knit sweater peeking out from underneath.
A checkered skirt swayed, and she wore brown short boots.
Her hair was loosely curled, and earrings sparkled in her ears. That only emphasized her mature appearance.
She looked completely different from her usual school uniform and the way she looked after school.
“……”
Unable to speak, I met Nanamori’s gaze and she smiled softly.
“Did you wait?”
“No, I just got here.”
I managed to give the standard reply, but I’m sure my face was bright red.
Nanamori glanced at my outfit and smiled softly.
“Yagami kun, you wear clothes like that?”
“…Is it weird?”
“No, it suits you very well. It’s cool.”
What is this?
I tried to hide my mouth, but the corners of my lips kept curling up on their own.
I had never been complimented on my clothes by a girl before…in fact, I had never even had the opportunity to show them off, so I didn’t know how to react.
“Nanamori too.”
“Huh?”
“Nanamori, you look great too. I think you looked cute.”
“…”
I was worried my voice was shaking, but I managed to convey what I was thinking.
Nanamori widened her eyes for a moment, then relaxed her cheeks and said,
“Thanks !”
She’s too cute.
I’m starting to worry if my heart can handle this. Was I this nervous the first time I was with Nanamori?
We’re just casual partners.
I know that.
The more I try not to think about it, the more I get tangled up in it.
It’s still hard for me to put into words this unclear feeling that’s sprouted inside me.
“Haa…”
Next to me, Nanamori was rubbing her hands together in the cold and exhaling.
“Well, let’s go.”
Still, I want to enjoy this moment. Thinking that, I stand beside her.
Then Nanamori stares at my hand and places her right hand over mine.
“…..!”
Then, after gripping my palm, she slides her fingers one by one between mine.
And all our fingers become intertwined.
“Hehe.”
Nanamori gave a satisfied smile.
It was what you might call a lover’s handhold. I could feel Nanamori’s body heat faintly through her hand.
“Today, we’re lovers for the day, right?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
I could only manage to give a half-hearted response.
With our hands still clasped, we boarded the train and headed for our destination.
Even when we passed through the ticket gate, Nanamori didn’t let go of my hand for some reason.
Rocked by the train, we were heading to an aquarium in the city. It was Nanamori’s idea.
The destination was announced today, so I didn’t get to hear the reason.
It was a holiday, so the train was fairly crowded.
Unable to find seats, we stood near the door, still holding hands.
Occasionally, I worried about sweaty hands, but Nanamori showed no sign of noticing my feelings and refused to let go.
As we pass a major station, the train becomes even more crowded with passengers.
We are pushed to the edge, and I stand to protect Nanamori.
Pushed from behind, I gradually pressed closer to Nanamori.
I’m holding onto the wall with my arms, but there’s a limit to that.
–Boing.
And a soft sensation runs through my chest.
“How’s this?”
“…What?”
I know what she’s asking.
I tried to brush it off, but Nanamori didn’t let up.
“Your arm must be tired. Don’t worry about it.”
“――!?”
Whether out of concern for me or just teasing, Nanamori let go of my arm.
Unlike the previous irresistible force, the consciousness I had been trying to ignore suddenly shifted.
Then Nanamori pressed herself against me, as if pushing me.
The closeness was so intense that I couldn’t help but notice her softness and pleasant scent.
Nanamori, whose lips were so close to mine that they almost touched, whispered in my ear.
“(Are my breasts soft?)”
Nanamori’s whisper and breath sent a shiver down my spine.
I was overcome with the urge to attack her immediately, with her provocative, devilish expression.
But, of course, I couldn’t do such a thing in public.
Until the train became less crowded, I suppressed my restless feelings and waited in silence for my destination to arrive.
It felt like I was doing something forbidden in a crowded train, and I suddenly felt exhausted.
Maitoshi