The S**ttiest Gyaru in the Class Confessed to Me
I look for clothes at a store recommended by Ichika.
“If you’re short, a 5/8 sleeve T-shirt would be good. Ones with different colored sleeves or collars… Also, be careful about the length ! If it’s too long, it’ll make you look shorter.”
As she adjusted the clothes on Takashi’s shoulders, she quickly found the next choice and made a quick selection.
“…I think pants with a loose silhouette are good. If the hems are too long, you’ll look smaller. Aiba kun, could you bend over and hold this for me?”
Ichika said and handed Takashi a pair of pants.
“Ouch.”
That was Takashi’s voice as he tried to bend over. He was holding his hands on his knees, as if his legs were hurting.
“Takashi, does that wound still hurt?”
“Yeah. It seems I’ve hurt my tendons a bit. It’s quite painful…”
“I see. It was a serious injury.”
Ichika was looking at me strangely.
I decided to explain.
“This guy broke a bone shortly after he enrolled. He was hospitalized for about two weeks.”
It is hard to be absent from the start of high school.
This may also be related to the fact that Takashi’s presence is weak.
“Hmm. Then I’ll choose something less constricting.” Ichika replied, and went back to choosing his clothes.
We mob guys decided to just observe.
I feel like we’d be more likely to find good clothes if Mio’s friend Ichika chose them, rather than having some random guy choose them.
Don.
“Hey, you guys can choose too.”
Ichika kicked me.
No, but.
I chose freely, and the result is what we have now, right, Takashi?
Then Takashi made eye contact with me.
I didn’t understand what he meant, so I responded with words.
“What?”
“Katase san is so scary. You’re dating her, right?”
“Eh? Why?”
“I can tell by looking at you. Katase san smiles a lot in front of Aira. I didn’t know Aira likes it that way.”
“…We’re not dating or anything. I’m not into that kind of thing.”
Shoot.
I ended up telling a lie.
But Ichika would also denied it too and said the same thing.
It’s okay.
A click.
I heard footsteps.
“……Sou kun.”
I turned around and saw Ichika in front of me.
The expression on her face almost made my heart stop.
She looked very, very sad.
It was the first time I’d seen his face since becoming close with Ichika.
…[Because that girl is fragile.]
The first thing that comes to mind is what Ai said to me.
“Ah, I see. That’s fine then.”
Takashi seemed to sense something was wrong and went to a distant shelf. As expected of a mob, he had a high ability to sense danger.
Ichika turned her back to me.
“Umm, I’ll go and have a look over there too.”
And I was left alone.
Did I do something wrong?
Ichika also denied being with me.
I thought it must be because she was embarrassed to be in a relationship with a lame guy like me.
But the Ichika I know is …….
When we play games together.
When we walk down the street. At school.
Although she says a lot of things, she has never acted like that. Rather, she always tries to be in touch with me somehow.
I think the only person who is ashamed of me is myself.
……I’m really a small person.
[Evil, slut, bitch]
I was more inclined to believe what this faceless guy said than I was to believe what I saw in front of me.
…I have to apologize to Ichika.
If I let this go, she would surely be gone from my life.
So I ran and chased after Ichika.
I found her sitting at the end of the stairs with her knees in her hands.
I stood behind her.
I was afraid to look at her face, and I didn’t want her to see my pathetic face.
“Ichika.”
“…Sou kun, I’m not your type…am I?”
I heard her voice as if she was fading away.
It was my fault.
I didn’t know what to say.
As someone who has always made fun of love-obsessed people and never learned about other people’s love lives, I don’t even have the vocabulary to comfort the girl I love at a time like this.
I’m really a mob.
I think so myself.
So I had no choice but to tell her exactly what came into my head.
“Ichika. I only have you.”
“……Hiks.”
“I’m going.”
I turned my body and heard Ichika’s voice.
“I only have Sou kun. And always will be Sou kun’s.”
What does “always” mean?
But I can’t just leave Ichika alone, who is so weak. I hugged her from behind.
Any other man would surely have had something clever to say at a time like this, but for me right now, this was the best I could manage.
We stayed like that for a few minutes.
I felt the warmth of Ichika’s body, and I thought.
(Let’s tell everyone about us)
She put her right hand on my right arm and untied my arm, as if she wanted to say good-bye.
“I’m sure Takashi kun is looking for us.”
Thank goodness.
It’s Ichika with a smile on her face.
I wonder if I can make it now.
“Ichika…do you like me?”
“…I want you to understand without me having to say it. And by the way, don’t touch me so casually ! !”
No, no, no, I won’t understand unless you tell me.
Don’t be like a Showa-era father.
Let’s change the question.
“Ichika. Have you ever told someone you like them?”
I’m getting really nervous.
I’d be really depressed if she said she’s told me she liked someone many times.
It’s a self-deprecating play.
Then, Ichika turned over, rubbed her toes together, and shook her body slightly.
“….I never, though?”
I see.
That’s good.
I kind of have a goal now.
I want to make her say she loves me someday.
“Ahem……”
I turned around and saw Takashi.
“Don’t go off into your own world without me……”
Ichika stood up.
“You see, Aiba kun, this was a misunderstanding.”
I conquered Ichika.
“I’m sorry, Takashi. Actually, we’re dating.”
Ichika muttered, grabbing my sleeve.
“…That’s what I wanted to say. But it was taken away.”
My first girlfriend looks lonely from behind…she’s the kind of girl I can’t leave alone.
Maigetsu