The S**ttiest Gyaru in the Class Confessed to Me
One evening, I was browsing in my favorite bookstore.
Then, for some reason, I felt someone’s eyes on me.
I was in the adult VIP area, which was partitioned off by curtains. So, there was no way I could feel someone’s eyes on me.
(Hm. This girl looks like someone…..)
I had just flipped through a few pages of a spread showing a girl with her legs spread wide open when someone called out to me.
“Hey, you. Reading porn magazines on the way home from school? That’s hilarious.”
When I turned around, I saw Ai in an apron.
She was wearing a staff name tag on her chest.
She was wearing a staff name tag on her chest.
“Yamanishi san.? Do you work here part-time?
Saying that, I quietly try to put the porn magazine back on the shelf.
“Yeah, but there’s no need to put it back now. C’mon, what kind of book are you looking at?”
Ai took the book from me and opened it to the page where a girl with her legs spread wide.
Ai looked at me with a stern stare.
“Hmm. Do you use this kind of thing as wanking material? …Hey, doesn’t this girl look like me?”
I compared the book with Ai.
Certainly, their faces and bodies are very similar. Was that the familiarity I felt earlier?
Ai hugged her elbows and took a few steps back.
“S-stop staring at me ! ! …..That said, are you into girls like me? Surprising. If you weren’t Ichika’s boyfriend, I wouldn’t have minded going out with you, bummer♡”
I thought it was the world’s most unfeeling disappointment.
“I never said anything about you being my type or anything like that.”
Ai continues the conversation, ignoring what I have to say. She’s just like Ichika in not listening to what people are saying. She’s a true friend.
Ai puts the books in her hands on the display shelves.
“Well, take your time. Also, Ichika is working here part-time too, y’know? I’m glad it wasn’t Ichika who found out.”
Ichika worked here too?
To be honest, I think of her as the person who is the furthest away from books… But I was relieved to hear that she was doing her part-time job seriously.
“I don’t really care if Ichika finds out”
Ai bent down to look at me.
“Did you think I was selling anything? Neither I nor Ichika are doing that, so don’t worry.”
I left the store, stopped at a convenience store, and headed home.
Then, I received a message from Ichika.
“……Did you look at porn magazines?”
She already knows.
Ai, you blabber mouth.
“So what if it’s a porn magazine.”
“…..You pervert !”
Gghh. I can’t say it back because it’s true.
She’s hitting me right where it hurts.
“Are you jealous?”
When I asked her that, I got a surprising reply.
“I don’t want you to have a crush on anyone but me.”
Eh…..?
“Message erased.”
……!?
Was it an optical illusion?
The next moment, the message disappeared.
I felt like Ichika was acting all lovey-dovey somehow.
“Did you erase something just now?”
“I didn’t. I sent a message saying, “Your message has been erased’. Is that bad?”
…Too tyrannical.
“No, I’m not complaining.”
“By the way, can we go somewhere I wanna go next Saturday?”
It’s rare for Ichika to plan something for me. I’m looking forward to going on a date with Ichika.
Even so, the information speed between Ichika and Ai is too fast. It seems best to assume that anything Ai knows is leaked to Ichika.
But, I’m a little jealous that there’s someone you can call your bestfriend.
The next Saturday.
I waited for her at the usual station.
The meeting time was 12 o’clock.
I took a bit of time to choose my clothes, so I was late leaving the house. Well, I guess it’s okay if I’m a little late, since Ichika won’t be here on time anyway.
As the train rocked, I checked the timetable on my app. It looked like we were going to arrive at the meeting station at 12:15.
At that time, Ichika would probably still be at home.
In fact, she might still be on her bed.
I dashed out of the ticket gate and decided to find a shady spot. I had to wait for a long time. It was a battle of endurance with drinks in stock.
“You’re late.”
I was called from behind by Ichika, who was standing behind me.
It seemed that only today, she had arrived on time.
It’s always people who are usually late who make a big fuss when they occasionally show up on time.
“I’m sorry.”
“Penalty. Give me a shoulder rub later today ! !”
“Yeah, yeah. So, where are we going?”
Ichika smiled.
She’s usually an unfriendly girl, so when she smiles occasionally she seems even cuter.
“Pig Cafe ! ! I got us a ticket. They said it was an apology for the mess they made on my clothes.”
Ichika has a ticket in her hand.
On the front of the ticket is a free ticket for two to the Pig Cafe, valid for one year.
The other day was a disaster.
I guess the restaurant would have to do something.
Hm.
But if she has a ticket, does that mean she went there alone after that?
“Ichika, have you been going to the Pig Cafe since then?”
“…I haven’t been there many times. Only a few times”
Well, I think it’s much better than holding a grudge and writing harsh reviews.
I walked along the tree-lined street with Ichika.
Today, Ichika’s steps were light.
We soon arrived at the Pig Cafe.
She shows her ticket to the staff.
Then a female staff member called out, “Ichika chan. It’s been one day since we last saw each other.”
One day……?
She’s keeping it a secret. She invited me first, so I’ll refrain from asking questions.
The staff continues.
“So, Ichika, who’s your pick for Piggy?”
Ichika was holding her index finger to her chin and wondering.
Hm?
You have a nomination system? Here.
“Hm. Maybe Pigimi chan today.”
The staff smiled.
“Our new Pooteria chan is in great condition today too ! !”
“Then, I’ll choose Pooteria chan.”
What is this exchange?
It’s like a host club’s introduction of a newcomer.
It’s supposed to be a wholesome place.
The staff glanced at me.
“So, which one would you like, Mr boyfriend?”
“B-b-boyfriend……”
For some reason Ichika became flustered.
I’m sure she’s had plenty of boyfriends in the past, so why is she embarrassed now?
“Oh, was I wrong?”
“No, you’re not. My… Erm, please give him Pigimaru kun.”
“It’s been a while since we last saw Pigimaru kun. I’ll bring him over, so please wait a bit.”
After waiting for a while, I heard a vigorous “piggy” squeal coming from the other side.
The staff handed me to Pigimaru, and I faced him.
Hmm. This guy……
Isn’t that the pig that crapped on Ichika’s lap ! !
“Ichi……”
I looked at Ichika and saw her looking at Pigimaru and me alternately and grinning.
This guy is doing this intentionally.
Maigetsu