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 20
Chapter 20
The Princess Likes Crepes
TLN: Enjoy the chapter~
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I’m lying down on my desk, when suddenly, someone lightly shakes my back.
“…hmm?”
While rubbing my eyes, I looked up and I saw Aikawa-san, who was lightly stomping her foot, looking a bit excited for some reason.
“Crêpe Shop?”
Aikawa-san showed me a picture of a crêpe shop from her neighborhood. I felt like drooling when she showed me a crepe filled with fresh whip and blueberries.
“Err… do you want us to go there?”
“U-Un!”
This is the first time I’ve gone out after school… I stopped by the vending machine a few times, but after school I was generally bored and a little hungry.
When I nodded my approval, Aikawa-san’s cheeks happily relaxed.
“Then let’s meet up at the usual place on the way home.”
“Mhn!”
Aikawa-san hurriedly returned to her seat. Right after that, Yusuke gave her a curious look.
“An after-school date, huh. Aikawa-san really likes you a lot, doesn’t she?
“I… don’t think so.”
“Hmm? The last time you denied it outright, but this time there’s a slight pause~”
“Shut up…”
I can’t say for sure that Aikawa-san likes me, but… I think she likes me a little? Well, I’m not really sure…
(When I say “like,” I mean Like and not Love.)[TLN: like and love is in English.)
We are now involved with each other as good friends, but there’s definitely a part of me that desires to get a little closer to her.
I guess I can understand now why people say that male/female friendships don’t exist in high school.
“Well then, do your best, Ryuta.”
After saying so, Yusuke thinky smiled, as if he could see right through me. As usual, I was jealous of his handsome smile.
“…Sure.”
I responded to Yusuke’s mysterious encouragement and continued to look out the window while placing my cheeks on the palm of my hands.
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“Ooh~ that’s so stylish.”
“…!”
Aikawa-san, who was strangely excited, took a picture of the store with an unaccustomed hand and stared at the exterior of the store with an expressionless look on her face.
…Is she looking forward to eating crepes, By any chance? Because Aikawa-san, whose eyes have been shining since just now, was acting like an innocent child.
The appearance was not different from a fast food restaurant, but there are signs everywhere that said, 『Limited time only! Delicious crepe with Orange pulp!』 When I saw this, I realized that I was in the right place.
“Oh, so this is what you want.”
“…Mhn!”
We went inside and headed to the area where we could order it. It seemed to be the same as any other fast food restaurants, where you order the crepe you want, get it and eat it inside.
It was empty inside, so our turn came very quickly. The advertisement for blueberry crepes on the menu list caught my eye, so I decided to order one.
“Um, I’ll have the blueberry crepe, please.”
I tried to speak up and finish it with Aikawa-san’s order as well. But, she suddenly grabbed my hand as if in a bit of a panic, and showed a pretense of catching her breath.
“?”
As I wondered, she took a breath and began to hold her throat as if she was determined. I was worried for a moment that something went wrong, but I soon realized her intentions.
(I see… she’s trying to make her voice come out, huh?)
Fortunately, there were no people lined up behind her, so there was no single factor for her to be in a hurry. The female clerk looked at Aikawa-san with a calm look in her eyes, as if she thought she was just a shy girl.
Aikawa-san tried her best to move her mouth, but all that came out was a pained, scratchy voice. Still, she did not give up and tried to speak.
“…Nuuu…”
But in the end, only an inaudible voice came out.
I could tell she was trying her best, but I thought this was enough…
I stroked her back gently as I could. It was a little hard to feel it through her uniform, but I could still feel her warmth in my palm.
“…”
But then this may have triggered Aikawa-san to look down sadly.
…It’s not going to work out that way, is it? I told her to take it easy and ordered the orange crepe for her.
With Aikawa-san looking a little dejected, I pulled her to a table.
“Aikawa-san, you can take your time, okay?”
“Nuu…”
Her mood improved slightly as I brought the crepe over to her. She then adorably bit into the whipped cream and smiled happily.
(She’s really enjoying it…)
Because of that I took a bite of the crepe too, then the sweet and sour taste spread throughout my mouth.
The blueberries burst with their juices, and the cold whipped cream spreads inside my mouth. The thin crust of the pastry neutralizes the sweetness, and balances the flavors perfectly.
“Delicious…”
“Nufun…”
Nufun… does she mean delicious? I was a little surprised that a new Aikawa-san term was born.
She then proceeded to eat the crepe at a quick pace, and finished it in no time at all. After taking note of the new Aikawa-san term, I glanced at her face and saw…
“Not again…”
“?”
Aikawa-san’s smooth cheeks were covered in a small amount of whipped cream. It kind of reminds me of the first time we ate lunch together.
“Wait a second, I’ll get it for you.”
“Nuu…”
After I said that, I picked up a napkin and gently wiped the whipped cream off her cheek. Aikawa-san’s eyes narrowed in comfort, and the corners of her mouth lifted up slightly.
(She’s just too cute…)
To begin with, Aikawa-san’s so cute that you could say she was an absolute beauty. Even the smallest details such as her skin and eyelashes were well taken care of, that her style was on par with a model.
She usually looks so cool, but sometimes she shows childlike behaviour like this, you know?
She’s so precious, all right! (I’m sure of it.)
This is what they called “Gap Moe,” isn’t it? Every time I would spoil her, my heart would jump out of my chest.
To be honest, it’s not good for my heart, because lately she would suddenly hold my hand or put her head on my shoulder.
“Hmm? What’s wrong, Aikawa-san?”
“…”
“Perhaps, you want to take a bite?”
“…Un!”
She ate quite a large portion, but maybe she didn’t have enough lunch? [TLN: You fool! Girls have another stomach for sweets, you know!?]
The rest of the crepe was only about a third of the size, so I handed it to her while saying, “You can eat half of it,” but soon after, I realized that I made a mistake.
“W-Wait, that’s an indirect ki–”
By the time I said that, it was too late. She, of all people, took a bite on the part that I was nibbling on with her mouth. After that she closed her eyes while holding her cheeks as if she was enjoying what she just ate.
“Nufu~”
“I-Is it really that delicious…?”
(Am I really the only one who’s conscious about this…?)
That’s what I thought for a while.
“…!”
Then Aikawa-san suddenly stiffened up for a few seconds, and her cheeks reddened as if she had realized something.
“N-Nuu…”
Aikawa-san probably noticed my reaction. Because of that I averted my eyes and pretended I didn’t know what was going on, then I took the crepe that was returned to me.
(Am I going to indirectly kiss her too…?)
Aikawa-san, who looked a little embarrassed, glanced at me.
I knew that it would create an awkward atmosphere between us if I got upset about this.
So I pretended not to notice and tried to get out of this situation.
“Un, This is really delicious~”
“…!”
When I said that, Aikawa-san puffed her cheeks while a bit upset. The way she looked at me was very similar to the way I looked at her just now…
(I wonder if Aikawa-san is also thinking that I don’t care about the indirect kiss?)
I had no reason to be unhappy about this, so I could only assume that she was. Perhaps Aikawa-san really was conscious of me…?
“It’s really delicious, right?”
“Muu…”
I almost laughed at Aikawa-san’s grumpy expression, but I just munched on the rest of my crepe.
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