The S**ttiest Gyaru in the Class Confessed to Me
“That’s it.”
At the teacher’s voice, everyone put down their pens.
The first semester final exams were over.
…All that’s left is to go on a trip with Ichika.
Oh, I have to go buy a swimsuit.
Ichika has big breasts, so I’m really looking forward to seeing her in a swimsuit.
As I watched Ichika a few seats away, she noticed my gaze and stuck out her tongue at me.
Oh no.
Did she notice me grinning?
She’ll probably complain later, saying, “Don’t look at me like that ! !”
I looked at my phone and saw a notification light up the screen.
It was a message from Ikka.
“It’s embarrassing to do that in front of everyone. I’d rather you do that when we’re alone…”
Eh !?
So it’s okay to stare at her when we’re alone?
Does this mean she’ll let me have a swimsuit viewing party in her room before we go to the beach?
Maybe even make her get on all fours.
That would be amazing.
Then another message came from Ichika.
“Your gaze is too lecherous. You’re drooling. Sou, you’re a perverted lolicon, so it’s definitely not okay ! !”
…Apparently, being too lecherous is not okay.
Smack.
When I looked toward the sound, the teacher was holding the attendance book and looking at me.
“Aira kun ! ! The explanation isn’t over yet.”
The teacher continued.
“Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are days off for home study. After the break, we will return the test papers. Those who failed will have to take a retest. Until you pass, you will be coming to school over the summer holidays, so please be prepared for that.”
I asked Takashi.
“Hey, Takashi. What score is a failing grade?”
“39 points or below. What, are you in trouble?”
“No, not really…”
(Retakes and coming to school during summer vacation are too much trouble, and it might even conflict with my travel plans… Ichika. Will she be okay?)
By the way, I’m an average student with mediocre grades. I don’t get A’s, but I don’t fail either. I’m not good at math, but I’m good at modern Japanese literature, so that always saves me. Well, even if I fail math, they’ll probably take into account my extra points from my strong subjects, so I should be okay.
On the way home, I walk with Ichika.
She seems a little down.
“What’s wrong, Ichika?”
“The exam. I’m not good at modern Japanese literature. I wonder if I’ll be okay…”
She’s so sweet.
Is she looking forward to the trip that much?
Well, you can’t change the results of the exam you’ve already taken, so maybe I should try to cheer her up.
“Hey, Ichika. Would you like to go to a sports store with me on the way home? I don’t have a swimsuit.”
“Sure, I’ll go ! !”
When we went to the sports store, they were having a swimsuit fair because summer was approaching.
If you buy a pair of swimsuits for men and women, the second one is free. In other words, if you buy a men’s swimsuit, the women’s swimsuit is free.
That’s an amazing deal.
“Ichika, since it’s a pair, pick out a swimsuit. If I buy it, you’ll get a free swimsuit.”
“Eh, that’s too much.”
“No, not at all. The price doesn’t change, and in fact, it’s a loss not to take it.”
“I see. Thanks ! ! A gift from Sou. I’m so happy♡”
Ichika is excited.
I hope she feels a little better now. I’m glad she’s happy.
As usual, choosing men’s swimwear is very boring.
…It’s a process of elimination.
From a few options within the budget, you cut out the unnecessary ones. And then, as a result of compromise, it’s automatically decided.
Sometimes there are things that are a little ‘nice’ but they’re still within the margin of error and don’t break the budget. And occasionally, when there’s something you really like, it’s abnormally expensive.
That’s why it’s decided quickly, but there’s no excitement.
Is it possible to buy something and not feel excited at all…… My mother used to say, “Boys don’t have the fun of choosing clothes, so it’s boring” but now I understand how she feels.
“What’s wrong, Sou? You’re staring off into the distance.”
As I was giving up, Ichika spoke to me.
Ichika has several swimsuits.
“Which one do you like?”
“Just pick one based on your preference.”
“It doesn’t make sense if it’s not what Sou likes.”
“Hmm. But I can’t imagine it just from the swimsuit.”
“Then I’ll try them on ! !”
Then she tried on a few.
A white one, a blue one, one with a skirt-like design.
Honestly, they all looked so good on her that I couldn’t decide. When it came to dresses, I was drawn to fair-skinned girls, but when it comes to swimsuits, I think a healthy, tanned complexion is the best.
“Any of these would be fine.”
Ichika pouted.
“Don’t you care about my swimsuit?”
“No, they all look so good on you that I can’t decide. It’s like comparing 99 points to 100 points—it’s tough.”
“I see.”
Ichika looked downcast.
“But out of those, I think the white one from earlier is good. The one with the skirt-like thing. I don’t want other guys to see Ichika’s naked body…”
Then, Ichika smiled brightly.
“Oh, so Sou wants to keep my naked body all to himself, huh?”
It feels like it’s being misinterpreted in a slightly vulgar way, but maybe it’s not wrong.
We went to the register to pay.
Then, the store manager who was ringing up the purchase tilted her head at Ichik’s swimsuit.
“Hmm. I’m sorry. This is not eligible for the sale…”
Looking back at the explanation in the flyer, it said, “However, the sale is only valid for items up to 10,000 yen.”
Ichika’s swimsuit was about 500 yen over that limit.
“I see. I’ll choose something else.”
Ichika’s shoulders slumped.
She looked like she was about to cry.
“Um, I’ll pay the 500 yen difference, so is there anything you can do?”
When I said that, the store manager clapped her hands.
“I don’t want to make a girl cry, and you’re so cute, so I’ll give you a special service ! Okay. I’ll make it free. I’m sorry I made you sad earlier. Here’s a bonus.”
Thanks to the store manager’s kindness, there was no additional charge. Plus, she even got a free hair clip as a bonus.
“Thank you so much♡”
Ichika bowed deeply, waved to the store manager, and left the store.
“Ehehe. I got a hair clip. It’s so cute.”
Ichika showed me the hair clip she received.
It was indeed intricate, with ribbons and beads woven into it.
Wait.
There’s a price tag on it…
Hm.
2,500 yen !?
“No way…”
I couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.
It seems that the saying “beauty has its advantages” is true after all.
Well, maybe being handsome has its advantages too, but as an ordinary guy, I have no way of knowing for sure.
Maigetsu