I Liked Her First, but My Brain Was Broken, Then for Some Reason, I Became Friends With Beautiful Girls, So I’m Done My With Childhood Friends
It was time for lunch break.
In other words, it was the time that Matsuyuki san and I had promised to have lunch alone.
“……”
For some reason, I found myself fidgeting.
It’s not like this is the first time I’ve spent time alone with her.
Not only do we meet up after school, but we also meet up secretly at night in private. …I’m just talking to Matsuyuki when she wants to eat some sweets.
But even so, just remembering the bright smile she gave me this morning makes my heart beat faster.
“I……made too much this morning and prepared two lunches. Hiro kun……eat the extra portion, could you?”
Matsuyuki san said this with a slightly embarrassed and shy look on her face.
Seeing her adorable side, I had no choice but to nod.
My already fast heartbeat accelerated even further.
Calm down, Yazawa Hiro. Be cool !
What is the reason why Matsuyuki san wants to have lunch alone with me?
It is natural to assume that she has something to discuss with me. Giving me lunch is like an advance on a consultation fee.
Don’t think about anything else. It’s rude to look at a friend as a member of the opposite sex.
Let’s take it lightly as usual. If I save money on lunch, I’m lucky to be able to eat Matsuyuki san’s homemade bento.
“Then, let’s go, Hiro kun.”
“Oh, yes, of course !”
Matsuyuki san called out to me, and I got up from my seat with a lot of energy.
I was nervous about walking side by side with Matsuyuki san. It was hard just to straighten my back so that she would not realize it.
Is this feeling because Matsuyuki san smiled differently than before?
Or was it because of the sore muscles? I think I have also heard that if muscles are toned, male hormones become more active.
I see. Am I reacting easily to girls because I’m becoming more masculine?
Once I knew what this feeling was, there was no need to be nervous about Matsuyuki san.
By the time I reached my usual rooftop, I had regained my composure.
Unusually, Kido san was not there.
I had sent her a message telling her not to come to the rooftop because I had something to do there.
When she replied, [You owe me one] I somehow felt as if a guilty secret had been revealed.
“H-here……”
I sat down on the rooftop, laying down my handkerchief on the perfect step, and Matsuyuki san, who sat next to me, handed me a lunch box.
The box was filled with fried food such as karaage, mini hamburgers and gingerbread, which made up almost half of the box.
“It’s just stuff that guys seem to like.”
“‘I didn’t know what Hiro kun liked, so….. I tried to fill it with foods that boys like.”
I had meant to say that the bento was different from Matsuyuki san’s image, but her reply was surprising.
“Eh? I thought you said you made too much and there was too much left over.”
“Ah.”
Matsuyuki san made a face as if to say, [Crap.] Her expression was unusually easy to read.
Her reaction convinced me that I was right.
I knew that Matsuyuki san must have something to discuss with me.
She even went to the trouble of making me a lunch box. It must be a troublesome request.
I close the lid of my lunch box.
If I put my mouth on it without listening to her, she would say, [You ate it, didn’t you, Hiro kun?]
I was sure that Matsuyuki san would make a face of delight.
“What do you wanna talk about now that you’re alone with me, Matsuyuki san?”
“Eh? H-Hiro kun?”
[I won’t play into your hands !] I looked into Matsuyuki san’s eyes with a strong will.
She probably did not expect to be questioned before eating. Matsuyuki san looked puzzled.
However, since I kept staring at her, she must have given up.
Matsuyuki san turned her head down and said in a small voice.
“Yesterday…where were you and Tsumugi san going?”
“Huh?”
I was surprised to be asked something that I had never imagined.
I didn’t think Matsuyuki san was concerned about it.
“I-it’s a secret……”
Besides, it doesn’t change the answer.
I think I will let Matsuyuki san know when I have a tougher body.
I would be somewhat embarrassed if I didn’t get the results right. I also have a mischievous desire to surprise her.
“…No. Please tell me what you’re doing.”
Her voice was quiet, but I could feel her tense emotions.
I was expecting to be made fun of, so the seriousness she radiated made me upset.
“W-why?”
“Because my chest is……prickling, throbbing, and squirming !”
She looked up and looked as if she was about to start crying.
Why is Matsuyuki san making that kind of face…… Could it be that I did something wrong?
Is it because I kept it a secret that I started going to a boxing gym? But no matter how close a friend you are, it’s only natural to have a secret or two…….
“Hiro kun, are you doing something with Tsumugi san that you can’t tell people about? Are you doing something that I’m not allowed to know?”
Matsuyuki san was clutching her skirt as she squeezed her voice.
Her appearance looked so lonely that I felt as if I were in front of a lost child.
Then I remembered.
When I was in elementary school. When I tried to follow Mitsuki when she went out with her friends, she refused to go with me. I was sad.
I was so sad that I cried in my room for the rest of the day.
In the end, when I asked Mitsuki about it later, she told me it wasn’t for any great reason…… I had completely forgotten that she had excluded me from the group.
Being left out. I should have known how painful that was.
“I’m sorry, Matsuyuki san.”
Why didn’t I think of that?
It’s sad to be ignored by others. It’s so painful that it would be normal to cry.
“Hiro ku……”
As if to appease her, I patted Matsuyuki san’s head.
Her head was easier to stroke than Kido san’s.
Maigetsu