Kapitel 64: Let's go to the rooftop
Seeing the warmth no longer present in Fuyumi's eyes, Chifuyu Tsukimi's heart twitched slightly.
The gentle yet real throbbing pain made her chest feel stuffy and blocked.
By the time the warmth in his eyes had completely disappeared, turning cold and indifferent, the girl's already aching heart felt as if it was being pricked by a needle.
Feeling this bone-deep pain, just as tears began to well up in Chifuyu Tsukimi's eyes, Sasaki held her face in his hands.
"Sigh~"
Seeing that idiot Chifuyu's originally pale face regained a trace of color, Sasaki let out a sigh of relief.
He couldn't bear to scare her after all.
Originally, hd wanted her to get to know the two of them as strangers, so that she could make a careful choice.
But as soon as the tears appeared in the corners of her eyes, Sasaki's heart, which was not hard at all, softened instantly.
The pad of his thumb gently rubbed the corners of idiot Chifuyu's eyes.
Sasaki, after wiping away her tears, smiled and said, "Chifuyu can't refuse, okay~ Otherwise, I'll feel really uncomfortable."
Seeing her own reflection reappear in his tender gaze, Chifuyu Tsukimi, rarely lost her temper, stretched out her hand, and lightly hit Sasaki's arm.
"I...I didn't say I had to meet you. It was you who scared me first..."
It was rare to hear the complaints from idiot Chifuyu, so Sasaki rubbed the delicate skin at the corner of her eye with his thumb.
"I just don't want Chifuyu to alienate me~ Just like Chifuyu, if you look at me with such cold eyes, I'll feel very bad too."
Her soft and tender little hands caressed the back of Sasaki's hand, with her little face held by his hands, the girl's shook her head fiercely.
"No, that's not the case. Chi-Chifuyu will always be Fuyumi's good friend."
After uttering words she hadn't even said to Takagi-san, Chifuyu Tsukimi's cheeks suddenly flared up, and she abruptly turned her head away, lying down on the desk.
Taking his hand back.
Sasaki looked at the idiot Chifuyu lying surely on the table, not daring to look up at his appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
Then his eyes moved downward.
He noticed the pair of legs, wrapped in pure white stockings, shyly rubbing against each other under the desk.
The round and full legs, that were as smooth as jade pillars, wrapped in slightly flesh-colored white stockings, fitted tightly from the knees all the way to the depth of the skirt.
The crevice created by those legs pressed together, gently moving, seemed like an abyss that swallowed everything, firmly capturing Sasaki's gaze.
Squinting his eyes light, Sasaki enjoyed the view this silly Chifuyu presented to him.
As the same time, he couldn't help but recall that Otome was also wearing white stockings at his request against his face last night.
Thinking of the charming scene last night, Sasaki suddenly pinched his thigh and woke up.
Originally, his concentration was poor after he strengthened his body, but now...
After tasting the meat, his concentration became even worse.
Now, just looking at legs made his heart heat up.
With a faint sense of frustration, Sasaki, adopting the same posture as Chifuyu, lay on the desk, silently watching the small legs rub against each other.
However, this situation didn't last long before Sasaki heard a familiar curse in his ear.
"Pervert."
Glancing sideways at Yasui Sara, who noticed that he was looking at the legs, Sasaki's face wore a friendly smile as he turned his head to face her and opened his mouth slightly.
Just when the latter thought with shame that he was going to call her name to say hello...
"Good morning, Miwa."
Unlike the surprise that suddenly appeared on the girl's blushing face, Miwa Itsuki, who had just sat on his seat and was about to go to sleep, heard Sasaki's greeting and just responded with a mild response, then lay down on the table.
In his opinion, Sasaki greeted him for two reasons.
Either to build a good relationship with himself, a convenience store senior, so as to avoid getting into trouble with the store manager or to pursue Yasui through a good relationship with him, her childhood friend.
No matter what the reason was, he didn't want to talk to him.
Ignoring Miwa's indifference, Sasaki, who was lying on the table, blinked at the shy and annoyed Yasui Sara.
'You thought I wanted to say hello to you, but I didn't. '
After understanding the meaning conveyed in Sasaki's eyes, a trace of shame flashed in the girl's rose-red eyes.
But she was silently relieved in her heart.
She was really afraid that Sasaki would greet her by her name.
The progress of her relationship with Itsuki was slow to begin with.
If there was any misunderstanding between them because of Sasaki's title, it would be all over...
With these thoughts in her mind, Yasui Sara, who had just sat down, and hadn't even taken her textbooks out of her bag when a small paper ball appeared on her desk.
[Good morning, Sara~ヾ
(?^ω^)??]
Looking at the greetings above, the girl glanced sideways at boy, who was looking over, and snorted softly.
But as her gaze shifted away, her pink lips moved slightly.
[Good morning, Sasaki.]
Sasaki, who noticed her movements, secretly shook his head.
'One's oblivious and doesn't respond, the other's tsundere and not straightforward. If these two really end up together, it'd be because fate itself is pulling strings... and those strings are made of steel wire...'
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"Did you say you wanted to have lunch with me at noon?"
Supporting his face with his left hand and idly spinning a pen with his right, Sasaki looked at Haruno Ayato, who had turned to face him, and softly said, "Sure, shall we go to the cafeteria?
After all, it was not a major matter worthy of attention, so he did not refuse.
"No, not the cafeteria, let's go to the rooftop."
"The rooftop?"
The gaze that had just been cast on the book raised again, and Sasaki asked softly: "Isn't the rooftop locked? How did you come up with the idea of going to eat there?"
Facing his gaze, the latter scratched his head in embarrassment and waved to him, gesturing to come closer.
Seeing his mysterious look, Sasaki leaned forward and turned his head.
"Didn't you help Sister Kasumi yesterday? She thought about it yesterday and wanted to thank you, but she didn't know what you liked, so she made a lunch box and wanted to give it to you personally."
"As for going to the rooftop... it's precisely because others can't enter there, that's why she chose it."
"It's easy for people to misunderstand if they see something like that."
Close to Sasaki's ear, the boy whispered the reason, and hearing this, the latter's originally calm eyes moved as he leaned back and looked at him with a strange expression.
Good guy, if you are afraid of others thinking wrongly, you are not afraid of me thinking wrongly...
You know, if they are just casual friends, girls will not give boys lunch boxes made by herself.
Because between men and women, giving or receiving a lunchbox from a female indicates a 'lunchbox of love.'
And love bento is something that can only be done between lovers.
Although it was used as a thank you, there was nothing wrong with it.
But Sasaki felt a little weird.
The confusion in his eyes was not shown.
Although he felt a little strange, it was just a meal after all, it was no big deal, so he nodded in agreement.
"Alright then."
"But you got the key to the rooftop, right?"
Patting his chest, the latter gave him an ok gesture.
"That's for sure. It's our club's turn to clean the rooftop this week, so I've already got the key."
Since he had prepared everything, Sasaki naturally had no objection to just eating.
"That's fine."
As they chatted leisurely, class time slowly arrived.
After the teacher began the lesson, Sasaki, who was very energetic after playing with Otome all night, began to feel tired.
In that kind of quiet class, the only sound left was the teacher reading from the textbook, which was incredibly sleep-inducing.
With his eyes open in confusion, Sasaki straightened up and looked at the students in the last three rows.
Only the idiot Chifuyu and Yasui were still taking notes, and the rest all had their heads lowered like ripe wheat.
And he suddenly felt like he had found an organization.
With the thought of 'I'll just sleep for five minutes and just close my eyes for a little while', Sasaki lowered his head and stopped moving.
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