Chapter 3: The boy is oblivious.

The day after I went out with Shirakawa.

“Yusei!”

“Hm? What’s wrong?”

Himari called out to me as soon as I arrived at school.

“Yesterday, I was looking for Yuusei to go home with you, but you weren’t there.”

Ah, I see.

“Where were you?”

Well, I can tell Himari

“Actually, Shiraki confessed her feelings to me.”

“Eh, r-really?”

In an instant, her face seemed to darken.

“I’m sorry.”

As soon as I thought her face had darkened, she immediately went away.

“Eh, wait, Himari?”

I tried to stop her, but Himari walked away quickly without looking back at me.

What’s wrong with her?

I can’t believe that Himari, who rarely makes a gloomy face, would make a face like that.

I wonder if I said something offensive.

Thinking about this, I took my seat.

I wanted to be friendly with everyone.

About 5 minutes had passed, right?

My homeroom teacher, Satozaki-sensei, came into the classroom.

“Hey, everyone, take your seats!”

With that one word from the teacher, everyone started to take their seats.

At that time, Himari, who was not there before, was there.

She was glancing at me.

I was curious about her gaze, so I looked at her.

Then, my eyes met with Himari’s. She looked at me.

She took her eyes off me and turned away from me.

I wondered if I had done something wrong.

The chime for the end of the fourth period rings.

I usually eat with Himari, but she started to eat with the other girls with their desks close to each other.

It would be tough for me to go in there even though I have a good relationship with everyone.

I had no choice but to eat alone.

I was about to open my lunch when a voice called out to me from the side.

“Shinsaki-kun, would you like to have lunch with me?”

It was Shiraki who called out to me.

“Eh! Y-yes!”

I replied, and Shiraki smiled happily.

Uwa, she’s so cute.

“Let’s go to the rooftop.”

With that being said, Shiroki and I left the classroom.

I thought I saw Himari looking at me at that time, but it was probably just my imagination.

I arrived at the rooftop, found a suitable shadow and sat down with Shiraki.

I’m so nervous.

“Then, let’s have lunch together.”

“Yes.”

With a crack, my lunch box is opened.

My lunch box contains four pieces of fried chicken and just a few vegetables.

But Shiraki’s bento is amazing.

The beautifully sliced egg omelet, the browned bacon and spinach stir-fried in butter, and the cute octopus sausage all look very appetizing.

“Uwa, Shiraki’s bento is amazing.”

“I-I guess so.”

“Yeah, it looks really good.”

“It makes me happy to hear you say that.”

Happy? Did you make this yourself?!

“Eh! You made this yourself?!

“Yes, though I’m not quite good enough yet.”

Shiraki said, a little embarrassed.

“It’s so amazing!”

“Hey, do you want to try some?”

“You don’t mind?!”

“N-no.”

Shiraki then grabbed the omelet with his chopsticks and held it out to my mouth.

“I-I can eat it by myself!”

“We’re lovers, remember?”

I could feel Shiraki’s strong will not to back down.

“Ummm, okay.”

I said, and Shiraki laughed in satisfaction.

“Ahhh…”

She said.

I opened my mouth and ate Shiraki’s omelet, feeling a little embarrassed.

!!!

The moment it enters my mouth, it feels as if it is melting in my mouth, and a slightly sweet flavor rushes through my mouth.

“Delicious!”

I wondered if such a short comment was all one could say when one really tastes something delicious.

“Really?”

“Yes, it’s really delicious, no kidding.”

“That’s too much praise.”

Shiraki said shyly, blushing a little.

After a while, we finished eating our lunch and went back to the classroom.

When I opened the classroom door, I thought I saw Himari’s eyes.

But when I blinked, I saw that she was talking with her friend.

It must have been my imagination.

Today’s class was over, and as I was getting ready to leave, a voice called out to me from behind.

“Yu-Yusei, let’s go home together.”

It was Himari who called out to me.

But her voice sounded somewhat cheerless.

“I’m sorry, Himari, I’m going home with Shiraki today.”

Yes, today aswell I’m going home with Shiraki.

I promised her at lunch.

“O-of course, I’m sorry.”

“No, I’m sorry too.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

Himari was smiling, but it was a different kind of smile.

“Shinzaki-kun, let’s go home.”

“Yes.”

Shiraki, who had come close by, called out to me.

“Then, Himari, see you tomorrow.”

“Y-yes, see you later.

Shiraki and I left the classroom.

I did not know that Himari looked incredibly sad at that time.