I Want To Make The School's "Silent Princess" Talk, So I Invited Her (Who's Super Cute) Out On A Date Today. ~Anyways, She's So Very Intense When It Comes To Skinship, That It's Going To Take My Reason Away~ - Chapter 10

Chapter 10

With the Princess…?

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“H-Hey, Aikawa-san…!”

“…”

With the scene in front of me, my drowsiness was instantly blown away.

As I was cornered up against the wall, I felt a cool sensation on my back. The fact that it felt colder than usual was proof that my body was on fire with shame.

The reason for this was the beautiful girl in front of me.

“…Mhn”

Aikawa-san, who had driven me to the wall, stared at me with downcast eyes that seemed like they’d suck me in. Today’s the first day of the week, Monday.

Mina came home from her friend’s house, and things were supposed to start as usual.

How did this happen when I was staggered to school a while ago…?

(Oh right… inside the shoebox.)

When I walked in the entry hall and opened the shoe box, I remembered that there was a white letter in there.

The content of the letter was supposed to be some kind of riddle that said, “Come over there.” But from the handwriting, I immediately knew the identity of the sender.

The sender, Mio Aikawa, looked up at me and kept blinking her eyes without saying anything.

A letter inside my shoe box. I had been longing for such a situation, and now I’m feeling an ongoing pain in my heart as if it were tightening

I thought for sure that “there” was the infirmary, but the infirmary didn’t open until a little later.

By process of elimination, I figured the stairs in front of the rooftop where we had lunch was the right place, so I climbed the stairs with my heart pounding. Then, at the end of it… there she was.

“Ah, Aikawa-san… you’ve recovered from your cold. I’m glad to know.”

“Un.”

A little further away from me, she raised and bent her thin, white right arm and showed me an absent bump to show that she was healthy.

I almost laughed at her gesture for a moment, but then I let out a breath of relief.

After all, the first things that came to mind was a sense of relief and a thought,”Thank god she’s all right…” Aikawa-san looked really painful when I was taking care of her, and it was hard to even look at her.

It’s not a problem that can be solved by just saying “sorry” if her condition gets worse and something happens to her because of me.

“So… what can I do for you?”

I decided to get down to business. It was obvious that she had something to do since she had called me by letter.

Well, Kenji-san said something about a thank you gift, so I could pretty much guess what it was. In fact, she’s holding a paper bag with a flower pattern on it in her left arm.

“…Mhn.”

She then hands me the bag with a slightly expectant look in her eyes. I asked her if I could open it, and she nodded, so without hesitation I decided to check the contents of the bag.

“Ooh…”

I couldn’t help but have an honest reaction. Inside the bag were 12 delicious looking macaroons.

Green, pink, blue, brown, black, and white. There were so many different colors, just looking at them was enough to whet my appetite.

Also on the side of the container, there was a note with beautiful round letters written on it that said, “For two people to eat.” From the handwriting, I could tell that it was probably written by Aikawa-san, but…

“By ‘two people’, does it mean that the two of us will eat it together?”

“!”

Her eyes widened slightly, then she took the paper bag from, crumpled up the note attached to the box, and hurriedly put it in her pocket.

Her slightly reddened face was so cute that I just can’t help but be tempted to stroke it.

(…?)

Aikawa-san, who’s looking strangely impatient for some reason, patted the space next to her and forced me to sit down, just as she did that time. Then she pulled out the box of macarons from the paper bag…

…For some reason, she had a hard time unwrapping the macarons.

I would have helped her if I could, but Aikawa-san, who was struggling a little unhappily, was very cute.

“Nuuu…”

I decided to watch over her warmly. The way she looked at the macaroon container from below and from the side to find the opening was very cute.

That’s a type of packaging where she has to use scissors or forcefully peel it off, so there was actually no opening.

(It’s like a maze with no way out… right?)

A few minutes later, she found out that I was grinning at her and became a bit grumpy, which was a rare occurrence, but she managed to take out the macaroon inside.

After taking it out, Aikawa-san looked up at me with happiness in her eyes, and because her cuteness was enhanced even more today.

“I didn’t help you with the intention of being paid back so…”

“…Mhn.”

She pointed the box of macarons at me and gave me a look that said, “Now, feel free to take some!” But, Aikawa-san’s current body posture was really bad for my heart.

When I looked at Macaron I could see her ample breasts, incidentally.

(This is… really bad.)

I want to punch myself for thinking those are two big macarons. I’m sure the macarons inside the box are big enough, but in front of her, they look so small.

I don’t have the eyesight to measure her chest instantly like Yusuke does, but I vividly remember him saying that she’s the biggest in the class the other day, because of that my face turns red again.

But if I get embarrassed here, she would know I was thinking the worst. I averted my eyes from the thing as much as I could and picked up one of the black macaroons and popped it into my mouth.

“Ah, it’s delicious!”

The dough of the macaroon melted in my mouth, and a slight flavor of fresh cream and almonds spread in my mouth.

When Aikawa-san put a macaron of the same color as mine in her mouth, her expression relaxed a little and raised the corner of her mouth slightly.

Squinting her eyes, she squirms and moves her mouth in a cute way.

(She’s really enjoying it…)

In a way, I think that showing Aikawa-san eating without uttering a word would be much more effective in increasing the public’s willingness to buy the product than a food critics review.

It doesn’t feel strange even if it appears on TV normally… I think it’ll sell well enough even if it’s being eaten silently.

“…♪”

Aikawa-san savored the macaroon with a happy expression. The sight of her makes me nervous, for some reason.

Ugh.. I’ve been blushing ever since I met Aikawa-san. It felt like my facial muscles did some exercises.

After that, we ate the macarons in silence. When I take a macaron, she takes the same kind of macaron.

Little by little, I began to hear the voices of the students, and the quiet environment became a little lively.

I was inwardly worried that I would be in trouble if someone came, but seeing her calm expression made me feel less nervous.

When Aikawa-san finished eating the last macaron, I stood up and lightly brushed the dust from my bottom.

“The macarons were delicious. Did Aikawa-san pick them out, by any chance?

“…Un.”

It was a casual question, but I was quite pleased. There was a sticker of a nearby department store on the side of the paper bag, so I wondered if it was possible. In the end, I was glad to hear that she had gotten over her cold.

“Well then, Thank you. I’ll head to the class first.”

If we entered the classroom at the same time, rumors would start to circulate again. She seemed to be aware of this, so she sent me off with a light wave of her hand. With the same modest smile as that time.

(She’s so cute…)

I walked into the corner away from the classroom and leaned against the corridor wall, suppressing the constant beating of my heart. I’d heard she was going to thank me, but that’s too close…

I stayed for a while, calming my breathing as I looked up and continued to stare at the old-fashioned ceiling.

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