The S**ttiest Gyaru in the Class Confessed to Me
Starting today, Ichika will be teaching me.
The study session will be held at my house.
Yesterday’s conversation with Ichika.
I’ve been thinking about it a lot since then.
My high school is supposed to be an academic high school. That’s why the tests use actual university entrance exam questions, so I don’t think they’re easy.
But still.
Other students take 80 minutes to solve a problem, but she takes 5 minutes… If you subtract the time it takes to read the problem, it probably only takes him 1 or 2 minutes.
Honestly, it’s beyond just being good—it’s abnormal. Maybe the reason she’s bad at writing is because her thoughts are too fast to keep up with.
I once heard a similar story about a person who was called a math genius as a child.
A girl like Ichika probably won’t be satisfied with a domestic university.
She might end up going to a university overseas.
…No, she definitely will.
I don’t want to be a hindrance to her at that time.
I’m just an ordinary person, so I need to start preparing now so I can go with her. Even if we can’t be in the same department, at least we can be at the same university.
So, I talked to my parents yesterday.
“I might apply to a university overseas. I’m sorry if this is a burden.”
Both of them were actually happy about it.
Dad, Mom. Thank you.
Ding-dong.
It looks like Ichika has arrived.
For some reason, the whole family is gathered here today.
Everyone made arrangements to be here, even though I didn’t ask them to.
My father even took the day off work.
The fact that a mob son has a girlfriend is a big deal for the Aira family.
It’s just that she’s going to help me with my studies, but it’s become such a big deal. I feel really nervous.
“Welco….me.”
When I opened the front door, I gasped at the sight of the beautiful girl standing in front of me.
Ichika, with her black hair and a lady-like dress. Is her skin tone from makeup? It sparkles with glitter, making her look fairer than usual.
This is bad.
I might fall in love at first sight.
I already have, but…
But, Ichika.
You said before that blonde hair was like a policy, but is that okay?
When our eyes met, Ichika puffed out her cheeks.
“Got a problem with that, you pervert?”
Even though she was wearing a lady-like dress, she was still the same inside.
“No, but your hair color…”
Ichika smoothed her bangs.
“Do you think it’s weird?”
Did she dye her hair for today?
It’s not like Ichika to adjust herself to others, but it’s a little nice that she would do something like that for me.
“No, I think it’s fine.”
Well, my father has long blonde hair anyway. She’ll notice soon enough. I’d better not mention it.
“Welcome !”
The family arrived immediately.
My father and mother were staring at Ichika.
“Wow. She’s a cute girl. Honestly, she’s too good for Sou.”
“She’s really cute, isn’t she?”
Ichika pulled her bangs down to hide her face.
“My name is Katase Ichika. Um, today is a beautiful day…erm, well. Could you please give Sou to me ! !”
Eh.
This person is losing it.
Then, my father and mother exchanged glances.
“Katase…?”
“Um, yes…”
Ichika was confused.
My father said.
“She does look a lot like Yotsuba san. Ichika chan, don’t people say you look like your mother?”
(Huh. I think Yotsuba san said something similar too. No, Dad. Your wife is here ! Don’t talk about your ex-girlfriend !)
“People do say that…”
“Dear ! ! Don’t get carried away with Sou’s girlfriend ! !”
Look. Mom’s angry.
This might be a crisis that could lead to the dissolution of the Aira family.
“Um. Do you know Mom?”
Ichika asked.
…I’m afraid to hear the answer.
I don’t want to hear him honestly say ‘my ex-girlfriend’ but I also don’t want to see my father lie to protect himself.
Then, for some reason, my mother answered.
“Hmm. Well, it’s an old story. Katase Ichika chan. Thank you for taking care of Sou.”
My mother said that and smiled as she held Ichika’s hand. It seems she’s not furious after all?
…Dad.
I’m glad you have such a forgiving wife.
Seeing my parents like that, Ichika smiled and said,
“Yes. I’ll treasure him ! !”
Nn?
Am I being adopted?
From tomorrow, Katase Sou?
As I was flustered, my father said.
“Ichika chan, you’re in a good mood, aren’t you?”
“Ehehe. I really want him, but I’m still a student, so please wait until I start working ! !”
I didn’t know how to react, but at least Ichika seemed to have a good impression of me, which was a relief.
Maigetsu