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 27
Chapter 27
The Princess of Misfortune
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“A-Aikawa-san… you can get off now, okay?”
“Uun.”
I could feel her softness all over my body. Aikawa-san’s breath and hair were hitting my neck, and I felt a swollen sensation that seemed to test my reason.
Every time I move one foot forward, Aikawa-san’s body shakes and her large breasts hit me.
Aikawa’s thighs were plump and soft even through the cloth, and at the same time, I could feel a cool sensation.
Not too thin, not too thick. Her thighs and body were not flabby, but they had a girlish softness to them. I was reminded of how hard it was for a girl to maintain their ideal body shape.
We had long since left the haunted house, but Aikawa-san had a firm grip on my shoulders and wouldn’t let go at all.
(Nembutsu… I’m going to recite the Nembutsu!!)
I chanted a Buddhist mantra, trying to distract myself from Aikawa-san’s warmth as much as I could.
Then we made our way to a nearby bench, receiving a tremendous amount of jealousy and envy from those around us.
“Here we are… can you go down now?”
“Mhn.”
I slowly set Aikawa-san down and let her sit on the bench.
(T-That was close… I almost turned into beast mode…)
I sat down gently on the bench, trying to keep my composure.
Aikawa-san exhaled as if the tension was gone, and immediately put on her straw hat deeply as if she was hiding something.[TLN: Oooooh she’s embarrassed >///<]
I’m not sure if it’s my heart, but I felt my face was a little red.
“Well then, I’ll go and get us some juice.”
There was a possibility that she couldn’t drink soda, so it would be safer to buy orange juice, which Aikawa-san likes.
I went to a nearby vending machine and bought some orange juice with small pieces of mandarin oranges in it.
“So in the end, she never opened her mouth, huh…”
I think a scene of her screaming would be a good one, but I should have thought about Aikawa-san’s feelings a little more. She looked a little tired, so maybe next time we should ride a less tiring attraction.
(I was the one who told her not to be in a hurry, but in the end I was the one in a hurry…)
Maybe it’s because we’ve been having more and more exciting conversations lately, but I think my desire to hear Aikawa-san’s voice has increased.
It would be more fun if Aikawa-san could talk to me… I thought so a lot of times.
“Oh, there she is– wait, huh?”
I almost got lost on my way back, but I made it back to the bench where Aikawa-san was. I had a cold orange juice and was about to give it to her, but…
“Yo, Onee-chan would you like to come and hang out with me?”
The guy had hair dyed bright red and large earrings hanging on his ears. He wears stylish sunglasses and looks to be in his twenties.
A man who looked like a Paripi was talking to Aikawa-san. From the sound of his voice, that playboy was probably trying to pick up Aikawa-san.
Aikawa-san, however, didn’t respond and just continued to stare at the ground.
I immediately ran to the bench and placed my juice on Aikawa’s cheek
“…Nu!”
Aikawa-san raised her voice due to how cold it was. Normally I wouldn’t do something like this, but this time it was special.
(I’m sure he’ll leave if we show him that Aikawa-san and I are good friends.)
One look at her face, and I knew immediately.
The moment I made my way to her, Aikawa-san turned towards me with a relieved look on her eyes.
She was probably more than a little wary of this playboy. It is true that this man was so handsome that I can never beat him, but he had a rather unapproachable appearance.
“Here, it’s your favorite orange juice.”
I handed the juice to Aikawa-san without knowing anything about it. Then, perhaps annoyed at my familiarity, the playboy grabbed me by the shoulders with great force.
“Hey you! What are you doing!?”
“I’m Aikawa-san’s friend, also you’re kinda scaring her, so can you please leave?”
“Friends…? No way, you?”
“That’s right, but…”
The playboy looked at me with disdain as if I’m an idiot. It’s no wonder he thinks that way, but it’s a little annoying to hear it from an insane bastard like him.
“A guy like you… with a girl this pretty?”
“…Yeah.”
“Hey, Aikawa-chan, isn’t it? It’s better to choose your friends. It’s a hundred times more fun to hangout with me than with this guy!”
I didn’t argue with him, but I glared at him. I’m aware that I’m living a lower level life than others, but I think he’s been putting me down too much since a while ago.
(First of all, Aikawa-san chose me to be her friend…)
I don’t want this guy who doesn’t know anything to say what he likes.
Just before my irritation reached its highest point, Aikawa-san made a small noise and suddenly stood up.
“….”
“W-What’s wrong Aikawa-chan?”
“….”
Aikawa-san just stared at him. Perhaps intimidated by the silent pressure, the playboy backed away a little.
To be honest, I’m at my wits’ end. Every time this guy callsher “Aikawa-chan” in a familiar way, I get a bewildered and irritated feeling.
I then turned to the playboy as if to give him a follow-up.
“You’re really annoying, and Aikawa-san is hanging with me, so don’t take her out without permission.”
“…Tsk.”
The playboy then deliberately clicked his tongue and walked away from us. Unlike from the word of light novels, violence was really rare in real life.
“I’m sorry, Aikawa-san… for not taking care of you…”
“Uun.”
Aikawa-san smiled gently at me, as if to say it was okay. I felt like I was going to fall over from how cute she was, but I managed to put strength into my legs and hold on.
『Thanks for saving me』
As I waited for her to finish her juice, I received a text from Aikawa-san. I said “it’s alright” to it and smiled awkwardly, then Aikawa-san hid her face with her straw hat again.
(Aikawa-chan, huh…?)
It’s been a month since we became friends, and I still call her “san”. But the playboy, who I’ve only known for a few minutes, calls her “chan.”
(Maybe I should try to get closer to her…)
If I close the distance a little more, the speed at which she recovers from her illness will increase. Then If we go from being friends to being best friends, we will have even more time to be involved with each other.
It’s difficult to draw a line between a friend and a best friend. I think Yusuke and I are getting to the point where we can call ourselves best friends, but I’m not sure about Aikawa-san.
At any rate, for now, let me try to deepen our friendship without worrying about boundaries. First of all… how to call her by her name.
“Hey…”
“?”
“Umm, Aikawa-cha–”
“…?”
She tilted her head slowly. The sun shone on her peach hair, making it glisten brightly.
Now, was it weird to call her “chan”? I stop talking for a moment and list a few possible names in my head.
…What if I just call her “Aikawa”?
…No, that’s something different.
…Then, how about calling her first name like Mio-san?
No, that’s how couples call each other…!
….How about calling her by her first name like Mio?
That’s not it either, it’s a little too intimate!
“A-Aikawa-san… where do you want to go next?”
“Hmm.”
In the end, I didn’t change the way I called her. I think I’m a coward and a slob, but that’s the best I can do.
The next thing Aikawa-san pointed to was a large, slowly rotating coffee cup. She must have been looking forward to it, because she answered immediately.
I don’t think I’ll get tired or get nauseous on this attraction.
Then I pulled Aikawa-san’s hand and headed for the coffee cup where I could hear children’s laughter.
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Thanks for chapter someday I want to see the illustrations
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