A Neat and Pretty Girl at My New School Was a Childhood Friend Whom I Used to Think That She Was a Boy and Played With Her (WN) - Chapter 1
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I started a new series
I’ll be in your care
・・・
It’s all started when I was just a kid
[We’ll always be friends, right, Hayato?]
[Yeah, we’ll always be friends, Haruki! ]
The sunflowers blooming in the garden, the empty bottle of lemonade, and the sound of the cicadas chirping
On a late summer evening in the countryside, I made a small promise to my best friend
Intertwining our pinkies together, we wish for a reunion before a farewell we have no choice but to face
Seven years have passed since then
[It’s huge…]
I, Hayato Kirishima was suddenly aware of this as I looked at my new high school.
The school I moved to was much bigger and prettier than the one in the countryside, which almost made my eyes roll back in my head
I can’t help but think about the things I’ve missed in my past days
Anyway, not wanting to remain overwhelmed, I pulled myself together and headed to the staff room
It seemed that all the procedures had already been completed, so I headed straight to the classroom with my homeroom teacher.
Above the door was a plate with “1-A” written on it
From the entrance, gazes of interest pierce through me, making me nervous
[My name’s Hayato, Kirishima Hayato. I’m a country bumpkin from Tsukinose, a place where you might see monkeys, deer, and boars on the road]
I introduced myself in such a self-deprecating way, and although I’m not proud of it, my expression was such that my classmates started to laugh
I breathed a sigh of relief since my first day at my new school was going well
Since I was moving from the countryside to the city, moreover it was in the middle of June, I felt a little uneasy about that
Still, there were some things I was excited about
The fact that I was moving to the same town as Haruki Nikaido, the person I made a promise to when I was a kid made me excited. There might be a chance to meet him
[For your seat…. Is there an empty seat next to Nikaido?]
(Nikaido… eh?)
[Yes]
One of the female student raised her hand and gestured, “Here you go”
She was a very beautiful girl
She has big, round eyes and long, well-groomed hair that’s braided in tufts on each side
The way she smiles at me is as lovely as a bud that’s blossoming to a flower
She’s a neat and lovely girl who seemed mature and the word “Yamato Nadeshiko” suited her well. (TL Note: “Yamato Nadeshiko” is a japanese term meaning the personification of an idealized Japanese woman)
On the contrary, the face of my best friend came to mind as I thought, [Oh, this girl is also called Nikaido, just like that guy] ”,
He was a good-natured guy, he might try to approach her and said, “It’s fate that we have the same last name”
When I thought about it, a giggle escaped my lips and I started to choke
[I’ll be in your care, Nidokai-san]
She looked a bit surprised at my reaction, but for a moment, she responded with a mischievous smile that was somewhat friendly
[I’ll be in your care, Kirishima-kun]
I felt nostalgic for some reason when she squinted her eyes at me
(Huh, Why did I feel nostalgic?)
I tilted my head, trying to think. But my classmates started to approach me
[Hey, Kirishima-kun, is it true what you said in your introduction?]
[How remote is that place, seriously?]
[How did you end up coming here from such a place?]
As soon as homeroom was over, I was surrounded by my classmates and was subjected to baptism of fire in the form of questions about me
[Uhm, the reason I changed schools was because of my father’s sudden job transfer. The last place I lived was deep in the mountains, where there were only 4 buses a day, and we had more livestock than people… Honestly, I’ve never been surrounded by so many things besides chickens and sheeps, so I’m a bit surprised]
When I shrugged my shoulders after I said something like that, my classmates started to laugh and some of them said something like: [What’s that?], [Really?], [That’s funny!]
I have a good impression of my classmates, and it seemed that my classmates also felt the same way. So they started to ask me more and more questions
[DIdn’t you have any girlfriend or something over there?]
[It’s harder to find someone your own age, not to mention, a girlfriend]
[Do you have any friends? What did you do for fun?]
[Basically, I was either alone or helping out in the fields… Oh! There was a guy who used to be a good friend of mine. He made me jump to the river with him from a bridge, climbed a tree in the mountain and fell down when he couldn’t get down, I think he was more of a bad monkey or some monster rather than a friend]
I talked about these things as I replayed my memories with Haruki.
If I were to say anything, all I remember is being dragged around and pushed around all the time. I’m sure it’s not really good, but it definitely was a fun memories
*snap*
[Eh?]
[…Ah]
I don’t know why, but at the same time as we were speaking, I heard the sound of something being snapped from beside me
Everyone turned their attention to the direction of the sound source
It was Nikaido-san in the seat next to me
In her hand was a mechanical pencil snapped in the middle
Nikaido-san herself looked surprised, too
A beautiful, innocent girl who looks like a “Yamato Nadeshiko” and a broken mechanical pencil in her hand
With this unfamiliar situation, my classmates were more concerned about her than the questions they were about to ask
[Nikaido-san?]
[Uhm, that… what happened?]
[Are you okay? Are you hurt?]
[Ahaha, don’t worry, I’m fine. This pencil was a bit defective]
She decided to ask me a question as if she was trying to cover something up. Her face was a little tinged with disapproval
[That’s quite a way to talk about a dear friend]
[Haha, that’s because he’s my best friend]
[Oh, I see]
I answered Nikaido-san whilst thinking about my memories with Haruki
After that, she turned her face away with a pout
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Vdisco
Nice, hero. The saga begins very well by confusing the genre.