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-Amane opened his eyes to find Mahiru’s shirt before him.
-It appeared he had fallen asleep again. The excessive comfort was so blissful that he fell asleep. Truth be told, he had no idea how long he slept, so he was feeling really uneasy.
-Mahiru had stopped combing his hair.
-He cautious got up, and found Mahiru leaning on the sofa, sleeping away.
-Suu, suu, once he heard her steady breathing, he muttered. She’s so defenseless. He looked at the clock, and his face twitched.
-It was 11pm. The lap pillow started after everything else was done, and that was 9pm. In that case, Amane enjoyed about 2 hours worth of the lap pillow.
-Mahiru probably fell asleep because of the time, and because she could not move.
-Surely she dared not wake Amane up, and maintained this posture until she too fell asleep.
-He hoped Mahiru would be a little more wary, given that she was in a boy’s house. Ultimately though, he too should bear responsibility as he fell asleep on her lap.
-He did not know what to do, and after staring at her sleeping face for a little while, he decided to take a bath.
-It appeared Mahiru had bathed, but Amane did not.
-He could bathe first and let Mahiru sleep for a while before waking her up. Perhaps she might wake up once he was done.
-Once he decided so, Amane hurried back to his room, and took his change of clothes.
-Once he was done bathing, Amane had a look at the living room, and gently sighed.
-It seemed Mahiru remained in dreamland, and even the noise from the blow dryer did not wake up her.
-“Mahiru, wake up.”
-Amane called out as he gently shook Mahiru, but she showed no signs of waking up. Perhaps she really did lose consciousness, for her body tilted increasingly, and Amane could only hold her up.
-The continual lap pillow might have tired her out, or perhaps she was simply sleepy. In any case, Amane understood that she probably was not waking up.
-I think something similar happened before.
-He remembered it was during the End of Year. Mahiru accidentally fell asleep, and Amane lent his bed to her.
-He felt the same was about to happen again.
-Once again, Amane shook her vigorously, but she did not wake up.
-Nnn. A soft, sweet voice entered his ears. It seemed to be a sleeping sound, rather than a voice however.
-It was not the first time the sleeping Mahiru looked so defenseless out of trust, but Amane wondered if this was really fine.
-Goodness me, he cussed as he poked at her cheek. It appeared she was not waking up anytime soon however, and there was only a soft, smooth feeling.
-Again Amane poked at Mahiru’s face, and the result remained. Left with no choice, he could only pick Mahiru up.
-It was Spring, so even if Amane lent her his bed and slept elsewhere, he would not get sick. Truth be told, he really wanted to sleep while cuddling her, but in that case, the next day would be disastrous. Thus, he could not enact on it.
-He knew he was a coward, but he did not want her to hate him, and could only endure. He carried her horizontally, and placed her on the bed in his room.
-He tidied his bed before putting Mahiru down. All he had to do next was to put a blanket over her sleeping back.
-“…I wonder if I have to give Mahiru a talk, that she shouldn’t be sleeping in a guy’s house.”
-Amane could force himself on her if he never considered the consequences, and then develop the relationship from there.
-He did not do so as he wanted to treasure Mahiru, and was thinking whether there was a reason to attack her. Not to say that he was a safe person to be with, there was no guarantee that he would not discard his sanity to enact on Mahiru.
-He just hoped that Mahiru would not be so defenseless just because of the comfort and trust in his personality.
-Mahiru was a very wary person, but in contrast, she loved to fawn towards those she opened her heart to. That was why she showed such a defenseless and innocent side, and for his sanity’s sake, Amane hoped she would change.
-He sighed as he patted her sleeping face. Mahiru’s body started to twitch.
-“…Nn.”
-A soft voice rang.
-Her eyelids beneath the fine eyelashes started to open at a really slow pace, and revealed unfocused caramel-colored eyes.
-The groggy, sleepy eyes appeared to be looking nowhere, and were distinct of one who had just woken up. Perhaps her mind was still delirious, for she was the type to not get her mind running after waking up.
-Amane leaned to look at Mahiru’s face. She did not wake up, and instead was spacing out, looking completely relaxed.
-“You awake? You were sleeping when I woke up, so I moved you to the bed. If you’re up, go home, or I’ll use you as a bolster.”
-Man, I’m a coward for just thinking of using her as a bolster. Amane thought, but if he said that he would attack her, there was a chance that she would hate him and cry, and he would be so devastated. He really could not bring himself to say so.
-Also, he had a little wish.
-He tapped the groggy Mahiru on the cheeks, wanting her to wake up and go home, but Mahiru remained delirious.
-She turned her eyes towards Amane instantly, and then closed her eyes and tucked herself under the blanket, clearly showing how tired she was. Perhaps she just wanted to sleep there.
-“Oy.”
-“…Nnn…”
-If her mind was still up and running like usual, she might listen to Amane. She was completely groggy however, and sought the blanket. It appeared even Amane’s words would be ineffective.
-Amane’s face twitched, and he snuggled under the same blanket, wanting her to feel some danger.
-He slept next to Mahiru, and patted her head while she sought warmth beneath the blanket. He could have shaken her awake if he wanted to, but he could not bring himself to do so when she was so worn out.
-“Alright, wake up, or else I’ll really use you as a bolster.”
-“…Nnn.”
-Once he whispered so to her ear, she gave a vague reply, and leaned over.
-It was too sudden, and he froze. However, Mahiru did not appear to mind as she fidgeted about, trying to find a more comfortable position.
-She wriggled like a caterpillar, and finally buried her face onto Amane’s chest.
-This position appeared to be most suitable for her, and she stopped to sleep.
-WHY IS SHE SO DEFENSELESS!?
-She fell asleep–onto a man’s chest at that, perhaps oblivious to her own actions. If Amane reached his hands out towards her, he could use her as a bolster, as he had declared.
-It would be great if his heartbeat could wake her up. However, he was merely excited, and could not wake up the slumbering Mahiru.
-Amane heard a little breathing sound.
-“…Spare me already…”
-Given how defenseless she was, she really could not blame anyone even if somebody did enact on her. Amane groaned once he saw that, and looked over at her who was clinging onto him.
-Her breathing was steady, and she was in dreamland. Amane could only chuckle dumbfoundedly.
-…Seriously, she.
-She was unconscious, but typically speaking, she should not be giving full trust to a boy she trusted, cling onto him, or even allow him to sleep with her.
-Amane realized that she had some fondness for him, but perhaps she did like him as he had hoped, or so he hoped.
-He did not know what the real situation was like, but at the very least, she could sleep on Amane’s bed without resisting, even if it was unwitting. She did not resist him being next to her, nor did she resist his patting.
-Can I interpret it in a way convenient to myself?
-Amane asked himself, and Mahiru naturally would not answer.
-She was merely sleeping peacefully.  After an internal struggle, Amane reached his hands out.
-He reached his arms around her back, embracing her body that was already leaning onto him.
-“…I warned you though.”
-Amane muttered what sounded like an excuse, but nobody blamed him. Present here was a completely defenseless kitten and a wolf becoming powerless against it.
-Amane enjoyed the soft body, and apprehensively leaned his lips onto the forehead above her bangs.
-…I’ll take this as lodging and tuition fees.
-It might be despicable of him to do so while delirious and defenseless, but if she remained awake, he could not have done so.
-After all, the girl he liked was sleeping on his bed, completely defenseless. He really hoped someone would have praised him for enduring this much.
-Like usual, Mahiru quietly slept in relief, “This idiot.” Amane muttered, and closed his eyes.
- The next morning, Amane woke up while feeling groggy, and sensed a warmth next to him, which usually did not happen.
-It was May, but the mornings were still cold. He instinctively hugged the pile of warmth. Once he clung onto it, he slowly opened his eyes.
-And the first thing he saw was the person he had a crush on.
-“!?”
-He nearly shrieked, but he did not want to wake up the sleeping Mahiru in his clutches, and stopped himself with his little remaining sanity, swallowing back the urge to yell out loud.
-He gingerly looked towards the girl in his clutches again, hearing the thumping drum that was his heart.
-She was the pretty girl called Mahiru, no two ways about it.
-That innocent, harmless, completely relaxed sleeping face was so angelic, sacred looking even.
-“Man she’s cute.” he noted as he saw her sleeping with a smile, and was cupping his head in frustration as he was at a loss of what to do. It was a metaphor however, for he was actually embracing her.
-…I lost to my desire and used Mahiru as a bolster. There’s no way we can sleep on a single bed though.
-Mahiru had thoroughly devastated Amane’s sanity, and he unwittingly used Mahiru as a bolster, and even kissed her on the forehead. There was no way Amane would have made such a decision if he was his usual self.
-Mahiru was like a little devil, wearing his sanity down till this point with such doting love. He could not use this as an excuse though, probably.
-Mahiru was overly careless to think Amane as a harmless coward, someone she was safe with. Amane lost to his desires. They both shared responsibility. Amane would blame Mahiru, but he had to reflect on his own actions.
-He took a deep sigh, and started to think about how he should deal with Mahiru in his clutches.
-He did not know when…probably when she was asleep, but Mahiru was rested on his elbow. If he tried to pry her away, she would wake up.
-He hesitated over whether he should wake Mahiru when she was sleeping in this state. he wanted to, and nag a few words, but the malicious desire to keep looking crept up on him.
-He had a feeling that he had fallen as a degenerate of a man the moment he was never able to discard his desires immediately, which he should have.
-“…Nn, mm.”
-Early in the morning and Amane realized how he was loyal to his desires, which left him disappointed. Mahiru might have noticed that Amane had woken up, or perhaps she was an early riser to begin with as she slowly twitched her body.
-Amane was frozen, unable to move. He was wondering how he should explain this to Mahiru, and certain soft objects were pressing on him as she had just leaned over.
-“Nn…kuma-san…”
-Mahiru did not let go of Amane, and clung firmly as she reached her hand out, seemingly seeking something.
-The lumps between them were contorted by the pressure, and Amane sensed he was at his limit as he pried away from her, hopped off, caught his breath, and slammed his head onto the wall.
-He slammed it repeatedly, purging the looming desires from his mind.
-“…Fuahh……eh, I…?”
-He sensed that Mahiru had woken up behind him, but he chose to ignore as he was busy smashing his head and purging his desires.
-“…Amane-kun?”
-A vague, sweet voice arose from behind.
-Amane turned around to see Mahiru seated up, her head tilted. She looked a little messy as she had just woken up, yet this messy look had an innocent alluring charm which left him unable to look.
-In any case, it would be bad if he met her in the eyes. Again Amane slammed his head against the wall.
-Dull bangs could be heard as he used too much force, and pain followed. Amane felt it might be an appropriate punishment for himself at this point.
-“Good morning…what are you doing?”
-“Hitting my head.”
-“…Why?”
-“I feel ashamed of myself.”
-Amane continued to purge his thoughts by killing off his brain cells, and Mahiru seemed to feel confused too. “Nnn…?” She made such a sleepy sound, and wrapped her arms around his waist to stop him, pulling her back.
-She was embracing him tightly in this posture, and he really wanted her to stop.
-“…Mahiru-san.”
-“Yes…?”
-“You don’t have any thoughts about both of us being on the same bed?”
-Amane groaned, and Mahiru’s thoughts froze for a moment.
-After a little moment, she slammed her head into Amane’s back.
-It did not hurt, but Amane understood Mahiru’s confusion and embarrassment behind him.
-“Eh, er-erm…ugh.”
-“Let me make this clear, I didn’t do anything.”
-“Nn, nn.”
-It was obvious given their situation. Mahiru probably was not physically hurting, and surely would understand.
-“…Anyway, can you please move away a bit? Erm, I want to apologize properly. A-and, your chest’s touching, so please don’t cling onto me…”
-Amane was pleading away at the end. Mahiru too might have felt it was a bad thing, and hurriedly pulled away.
-Once the softness and warmth on his back vanished, Amane momentarily felt it was a pity, and was inevitably ashamed of his own thoughts.
-He was angsty due to his own desires, and turned around so as not to show them.
-Mahiru was shivering, blushing completely.
-She was not looking terrified, just embarrassed, which really left him relieved.
-Amane moved away from Mahiru, and got in a seiza before her, his fingers on the floor as he kowtowed in apology.
-“Sorry for yesterday.”
-Amane felt he should apologize the for the previous.
-He positioned himself, got in a dogeza, and sensed Mahiru’s frantic breath near his head.
-“I-it is fine. I should be the one apologizing for yesterday. E-erm, looking at this, it seems you brought me to the bed…Amane-kun?”
-“Yeah.”
-“It’s my fault…”
-“I decided that we’d sleep on the same bed. You can tell me off.”
-Normally speaking, nobody would choose to sleep by the side. In fact, at the end of last year, Amane slept on the sofa, and felt it was reasonable.
-It was truly ungentlemanly of him to sleep on the same bed as someone he was not dating.
-Ultimately, he used Mahiru as a bolster. It was no laughing matter.
-“I used you as a bolster while you’re sleeping on the same bed. I should be the one at fault.”
-“N-no…I took the bed too. We have to share the responsibility.”
-“Say, do you understand that you shared a bed with a guy over a single night? What would you have done if I did the thing?”
-The only reason he did not do so was because he was Amane. Any other guy would surely have done so whether she was asleep…or rather, when she was asleep.
-“A-Amane-kun, you said you will do so when I agree to.”
-“Look, I might not ask if I lose my sanity. Be careful. Seriously, you’re too defenseless that it’s scaring me.”
-“…A-Amane-kun.”
-“Hm?”
-“Do you think…I will sleep carelessly in anyone’s house…?”
-Once he heard that question, Amane lifted his head, and found Mahiru staring at him silently.
-There was a pleading glint in those honest eyes.
-Amane could not understand the emotions contained within, but he could tell that Mahiru looked a little hurt.
-“I-I don’t really think so.”
-“I trust you, Amane-kun. I will only sleep before you…”
-Mahiru’s breathing was a little frantic as she concluded. Naturally, the heat rose up Amane’s face.
-Was her explanation not implying that she liked Amane, felt he was special, and could be careless around him?
-Given her attitude the previous day, and her delirious alluring state, Amane started to think that she had feelings for him.
-He knew that she would usually respect his personality. However, there was a chance that she might love him as a partner. The moment he thought so, the blood gushed to his cheeks.
-Amane was speechless as Mahiru’s words shocked him greatly, and his eyes swam about.
-…Is it really fine for me to take it that she likes me?
-That was the intent Amane felt from her attitude, so he was confused and flustered.
-If he was wrong, he might not be able to laugh at all. He would be so devastated to the point of death. He dared not make a conclusion, but looking at her attitude the previous day, perhaps it was fine for him to harbor a little hope.
-“…I-I understand this. But this doesn’t that you can just sleep in front of me like this. I’m a guy…you know?”
-But no matter the feelings Mahiru had for Amane, such carelessness was a no go.
-Once she heard this, Mahiru turned her head aside.
-“…You would have done so already if you could, Amane-kun. I thought you would not do anything.”
-“You’re saying this?”
-Amane ruffled his hair with a hand, and sighed.
-…She only does it before me, but that can’t do.
-That was because she did it in front of Amane.
-Amane had fallen head over heels for Mahiru. If she remained so defenseless, there would surely be a day when he would lose control. It would be bad for both sides if they were to continue like this.
-Amane reached his hand towards her, thinking that she would not understand unless she experienced it personally.
-He gently, yet abruptly, pushed down Mahiru, and leaned on her.
-The flowing flax-colored hair scattered upon the bedsheet like water.
-The white ocean was gradually turned a flowing flax-colored, and it was an unspeakably beautiful scene.
-Mahiru was dumbfounded as it was too sudden. Amane then smiled and said.
-“…I’m just an ordinary guy. I have my desires. I’m just good at enduring it.”
-Amane usually contained himself, ensuring that Mahiru would never notice his desires. He too had his desires as a man.
-He hid himself so that Mahiru would not be hurt. His sanity and the common sense from his upbringing had him braking hard, for without them, his desires would be easily revealed.
-It was Mahiru who did not understand this logic.
-“If you tease me too much…you know right?”
-Amane put his face so close to her, they could feel their breaths. Mahiru’s eyes then swam about, before she closed her eyes.
-She was blushing and quivering, unable to look at him directly as she was ashamed.
-She looked like a pitiful rabbit who was caught by its predator.
-He quickly lifted his face as he felt it was inappropriate to bully her too much, and moved aside.
-“…Be careful. Who knows what I’ll do next time.”
-He touched her face, and she quivered harder than before. With a wry smile, Amane got off the bed.
-“I’ll wash my face. Hurry up and wake up.”
-Once again, Amane deliberately brought his face to her ear. Once he saw her shiver again, he chuckled, and went to the washroom.
-He arrived at the washroom, had a look into the mirror, and realized that he too was blushing, not much better than Mahiru. He grumbled a little, and turned the faucet.
-“Mahiru.”
-“Y-yes…!”
-Ever since the day they slept together, Mahiru looked a little panicky whenever he spoke to her.
-It appeared she was conscious of the fact that he pushed her down. She would blush whenever he touched her, and be at a loss.
-She looked innocent and adorable, but he was a little devastated that she pulled a little distance from him.
-Whether she intended to or not, Mahiru would always touch him innocent, harmless, defenselessly. At this point however, she pulled her distance from him, and he was disappointed.
-Surely it showed that Mahiru was aware of him. The warmth he experienced till this point was gone however, and he felt anxious.
-After dinner, he looked towards Mahiru, who was seated next to him like usual. Once she noticed his stare, Mahiru’s face would turn slightly red as she openly turned her eyes aside.
-Amane knew the reason, but he felt conflicted by her attitude.
-He tried reaching his hand out to touch her fingertips, and she would shiver like never before. She would sit down again, escape his warmth, and pull her distance from him.
-He was unable to reach his hand again when he saw her cuddling the cushion, and could only sigh.
-Looks like she’s rather conscious of it.
-She probably understood how dangerous Amane was, or rather, the masculine side of his. Her constant shunning of him left him very hurt.
-Amane could not grumble as he was the one who did that to her. It was his nature as a male to be disappointed.
-“Want me to move away?”
-At this rate, it was likely Mahiru would keep shivering, and that would be pitiful. Do we have to keep our distance until she calms down…? he asked the with such a notion, but she suddenly lifted her head and looked towards him.
-“T-that will be fine. I just need time to sort out my thoughts.”
-“I got the feeling it’s all because you wouldn’t listen to me.”
-“Ugh. But, who would have thought you would have explained to me in that manner.”
-“I’d died if I didn’t do that.”
-“Why would you be dead?”
-“I mean socially.”
-It would be a big issue if news of him sleeping with a girl he was not dating spread. The situation would be out of hand if Mahiru carelessly accept Amane like that.
-Amane thus warned Mahiru, despite how forceful he was.
-However, the result was that Mahiru tensed up as she was overly conscious.
-“Seriously, watch out. Don’t give me any chance.”
-“…I-I understand this…”
-“I know I’m at fault too, that I shouldn’t just carelessly touch you, but even I don’t know what I’ll do the next time this happens again.”
-If Mahiru slept before him again, Amane really did not know what he would do.
-He did not want to betray Mahiru’s trust in him, and at the same time, had the urge to touch her. If she was too defenseless, he was confident that he would touch her lovingly.
-Amane did not know whether Mahiru was being careless because she liked him, or that she trusted his personality, but his endurance was at its limit.
-“…Amane-kun, I.”
-“What?”
-“…Nothing.”
-Once he heard that little murmur, Amane asked out of curiosity, but Mahiru shook her blushing face.
-“Had an argument with that person?”
-The sharp Itsuki seemed to have noticed a strange distance between Amane and Mahiru, for he asked this question during lunchtime.
-On a side note, Chitose and Mahiru did not join them. Three boys were eating together.
-“Eh, you had an argument, Fujimiya?”
-“No, not really…erm, well, sorta.”
-“Why are you making it so vague?”
-“…Anyway, something happened. She’s a little wary of me.”
-After all, there was no way he could say that they slept together on the same night and he knocked her down on the second day.
-Amane thus explained the situation without specifying matters, and felt a dumbfounded stare from Itsuki.
-“Seriously, how long are you going to chicken out?”
-“…Shut up.”
-“Hm, seeing how cautious Fujimiya is, I don’t think he’ll pursue her without reliable proof.”
-“That’s called being a chicken.”
-Both of them stated bluntly, and their words stabbed at his heart.
-Amane always realized that he was overly cautious. As Kadowaki said, he would not confess until he was sure Mahiru liked him.
-Also, while Amane wanted to date Mahiru, he was terrified of the surrounding grudges, and dared note act aggressively. This was a downside to the person he liked being popular.
-“…Well, I’ll think about it once I can measure up to her.”
-“Truth be told Fujimiya, you’re good in many ways. You’re just being too down on yourself.”
-“You’re saying that when you’re elite in everything, Kadowaki?”
-Amane would not be suffering this much if he had the looks, smarts and athleticism Kadowaki had.
-People would be jealous of Kadowaki if he dated Mahiru, but ultimately, they would agree that these two were too unattainable, that they would be a good match.
-On the contrary, if everyone did not expect an ordinary boy to snag Mahiru, they would be blaming him. He was no different from everyone else, yet he got this unattainable flower. Surely the envy would be off the charts.
-“Hm, I don’t mean to be jealous, but I think if I can be like you Kadowaki, I probably cna be a little more confident.”
-“Just go on with the confidence.”
-“I’m trying. I can’t just muster confidence as and when I can.”
-Amane was working hard on his studies. At this point, he hoped to remain in the top 10.
-Luckily, his memory and studying skills were decent, and he probably did not need to put in much effort maintaining his grades. All he had to do was to increase his standards.
-The problem was his athleticism.
-It would be great if Amane had Kadowaki’s athleticism, but in fact, his was average. His abilities were more academic inclined, and he could not expect to perform in sports.
-If he were any better, he could at least perform during the sports festival the next month.
-“I’ll try to work hard at my own pace. Stop pushing me.”
-“I’m fine with you saying this, Fujimiya…but seriously, the people looking are the stressed ones.”
-“Yeah. The ‘kick Amane in the back’ group will have another meeting then.”
-“Seriously, what are you two up to?”
-Amane’s face twitched. He did not expect them to come up with this group, and Kadowaki shrugged with an awkward smile, “Look we’re cheering you on…”
- “Ahh, I’m red~.”
-Chitose bemoaned once she saw the groupings of the sport festival that would be held next month.
-Itsuki, who went earlier to have a look, was in Team White. They were thus on opposing teams.
-“Will be great if our groupings are the same as our family names~.”
-“You two will still be on opposing teams.”
-Itsuki’s family name was Akazawa, or red swamp, while Chitose was Shirakawa, or white river. This was the reason why they were dubbed the red-white couple.
-“I see…this is a tragedy…we’re enemies, but there’s a forbidden love tying us together…”
-Amane blatantly rolled his eyes at the lovey-dovey couple pretend to lament their fates after becoming enemies, before looking at the team list.
-Amane and Kadowaki were on Team Red, which also had Chitose.
-Itsuki and Mahiru were assigned to Team White. Kadowaki, the ace of the track team, was assigned to Team Red, but based on the class groupings, most of the sports club members were on Team White.
-Amane did not really care about winning, but he was a little worried about embarrassing himself before Mahiru.
-“What are you planning to participate in, Amane?”
-After the lovey-dovey act with Chitose, Itsuki walked over to chat with Amane.
-He and Chitose were the organizing members representing their class. This position was really suitable for him considering how he was great at livening the class mood, but he disliked the hassle. Amane was impressed that Itsuki actually signed up for it.
-“What are the events? Let’s see.”
-“The only ones we can choose are probably sprints, relay race, obstacle race, borrowing race, three legged race, ball toss, tug-of-war. Since you aren’t in any club, I don’t think the club tug-of-war has anything to do with you.”
-“Can I just go with ball toss?”
-“You’re choosing the one you don’t stand out…at least two.”
-“Ball toss and borrowing race.”
-Amane did not want to embarrass himself before Mahiru, but the relay race and the sprints were where the sports clubs would show off. Amane would be out of place.
-As for the three-legged race, he could not pair with Itsuki, who was on the opposition. Kadowaki was on his team, but he was not confident that he could match the speed and leg strength of the sports club members.
-I’ll just choose something I won’t cause trouble in, he muttered, and Itsuki showed a wry smile.
-“You really choose something that doesn’t stand out…ah, no, maybe you’ll stand out during the borrowing race.”
-“I can’t really race after all.”
-“You sure aren’t confident.”
-Amane would want to avoid an outright tussle against the sports club. His safest option would be to choose the events the arts clubs would participate in.
-“The problem is all the guys have to participate in the cavalry battle…and you’re on the other team.”
-In this class, Amane was only on good terms with Itsuki and Kadowaki, though it was not that he never spoke to the other boys.
-Kadowaki’s team might take Amane out of sympathy, but even though, Amane felt that there might be a strange awkwardness.
-The cavalry battle was basically where classmates on good terms would team up. Amane knew he was a peripheral figure, and did not have much interest in the sports festival.
-“Ah, that should be fine.”
-“Hm?”
-“Yuuta, Kazu and Makoto want to be on the same team as you. See, right on cue?”
-Amane looked over to where Itsuki pointed, and there were three boys waving at him. One of them was Kadowaki; Amane never really spoke to the other two.
-However, he knew them to some extent.
-Those two were on rather good terms with Kadowaki. “It’s a rare chance, but I hope you’ll get along with my friends.” Kadowaki once heartily chuckled, and these were the friends he referred to.
-One of them was in the same track team as Kadowaki, adept at long distance running, and had a serious look. His name was Kazuya Hiiragi, the one Itsuki referred to as Kazu.
-The other was  relatively short amongst the boys, Makoto Kuju, said to be rather weak by the girls.
-Whenever he was not not with Amane’s group, Kadowaki would often spend time with them.
-“Oy Fujimiya. Over here. Let’s team up for the cavalry battle.”
-In the middle of this group was Kadowaki, who called out to Amane with his usual hearty smile. While Amane was feeling confused, Itsuki nudged him from behind. “Go on.”
-He went over rather hesitantly, and was welcomed with a beaming Kadowaki.
-“You haven’t teamed up right, Fujimiya? If you don’t mind, we hope you can team up with us.”
-“I’m fine with that, but are you two fine?”
-“Sure.”
-Answering first was the more honest looking Kuju.
-“Yuuta and Kazuya are taller, and height wise, you’re most suitable.”
-“Ah, I see…”
-The rider would have much difficulty if the trio beneath were of varying heights, and would be slower as a result. Kuju might be the rider, and was worried about this.
-Amane was taller, and was of similar heights next to Kadowaki and Hiiragi.
-Amane was rather weak in terms of physique however. He was not as sturdy or nimble as them.
-“You fine with that, Hiiragi?”
-“Sure. We’re asking you because of this. We heard you’re on good terms with Yuuta, so I’m curious too.”
-“Don’t worry. Fujimiya’s a good guy.”
-“Well, you have the eye for people’s characters, so I’m not worried about that. More importantly, even if you ask me if I’m willing to get along, I won’t know without trying.”
-Amane showed a wry smile at these blunt words, and Hiiragi stared at him unflinchingly.
-This appraising look left Amane a little uncomfortable, but he did just join a group of friends who were well familiar with each other. It was to be expected why Hiiragi would do this.
-“Anyway, please take care of me.”
-Hiiragi showed a somewhat kind smile, and Amane had a feeling the former did not outright reject him. Amane too smiled, “Same here. Please take care of me.”
-“Fujimiya, just asking, are you on good terms with Shiina-san?”
-Kadowaki organized a simply bonding session at the fast food restaurant, and Kuju was munching at a chicken nugget when he suddenly raised this question, as though he had just thought of it.
-Amane did his best to show a stoic look as he stuffed fries into his mouth.
-Kadowaki invited the four of them to prepare for the cavalry battle…or just a bonding session. Amane went along, but he never expected someone unrelated to him to ask such a question.
-He glanced towards Kadowaki, and saw the latter’s expression was clearly saying I didn’t say anything. It appeared Kuju too was quite the perspective one one.
-He assumed he was trying his best not to show any expression.
-“Why do you think so?”
-“Well, the 5 of you often talk together, including Yuuta. I get the feeling that Shiina-san treats you differently from Itsuki and Yuuta.”
-“Really? I didn’t notice it.”
-Hiiragi widened his eyes at Amane in surprise. It appeared he was just surprised.
-“Well, it’s not like you’re slow, Kazuya…I think I’m the only one who noticed it. The others were just looking jealous.”
-“That’s scary…”
-“Guess I’m right from your reaction.”
-Kuju had a stoic look when he asked, so Amane gave Kadowaki a questioning look of what was going on.
-I trust them. They should be fine. Kadowaki answered with a look of his own. Amane scratched his face.
-It appeared Kuju was certain of it, but Amane hoped that he would not go about spreading it.
-Nevertheless, Kadowaki might really have an eye for people, and Kuju’s question simply seemed to be one of curiosity, rather than gossipy. There was no malice in his question.
-“…Well, we’re on good terms.”
-“It looks like Shiina-san’s taking care of you. Guess I’m right.”
-“…Does it look that way?”
-“Sorta.”
-Kuju’s insight was really terrifying.
-It might be better for Amane to tell some truth rather than come up with a flimsy excuse, and this would make him more trustworthy if they were to bond.
-“Well, our places are close to each other, and I get chances to talk to her. We’re just on better terms.”
-“Was that before we’re in our second year?”
-“Yeah. We started interacting in school during this second year. Pretended to be strangers before that though.”
-Of course, Amane could not say that Mahiru was his neighbor who came to his house every day to cook. That would sound too surreal, so he simply mentioned something that was true to a certain extent.
-Upon hearing Amane’s explanation, “You already knew, Yuuta?” Kuju looked towards Kadowaki.
-Since the man himself said so, Kadowaki had nothing to hide, so he nodded. Kuju then sighed.
-“Well, you really are too kind.”
-“Kind?”
-“Nothing, just a comment to myself…so you’ve been hiding it from us, Yuuta.”
-“Of course I won’t say it when Fujimiya won’t. I don’t think you two will go about spreading it.”
-“Of course. There’s no way I’ll go out and do such an annoying thing.”
-“Your honesty’s a virtue, Kazuya.”
-Kadowaki grinned away, and while Hiiragi was praised, he tilted his head. His face was clearly showing no suspicion about other people’s kindness, as though he was saying, why do you have to state the obvious?
-Amane felt there was a certain danger to that, but the fact remained that Hiiragi was a good guy.
-Hiiragi too was famous for being serious, upright and honest, though in a different manner from Kadowaki. Amane was shocked, and yet he understood in amazement that he was truly Kadowaki’s friend.
-Kadowaki had a keen insight of people, and there was nothing wrong with his choice of friends.
-“So we just don’t have to tell others.”
-“But Kazuya, you can’t really lie. I think it’s best for you to pretend not to know. Anyway, even if anyone suspect that those two are on good terms, they’ll ask guys like Itsuki and Yuuta, not you I guess.”
-“You’re right.”
-Kadowaki chuckled, and Amane relaxed.
-“Nn, that’ll be of great help. I don’t want her to get into trouble.”
-Amane hoped to keep things under wraps, and was grateful that they would not say it out.
-“She probably doesn’t wants others to nitpick her choice of friends. I hope you guys can leave her alone for her sake.”
-Amane knew that if others learned of these, he would be reproached and envied, and steeled himself of it. There would surely be some who would ask Mahiru, albeit without malice, “Why Fujimiya?”
-To the people at school, Mahiru was someone special, even if she was not a celestial being.
-Just as how nobles would be criticized for interacting with plebeians, so would questioning voices reach Mahiru.
-Such questions were to be expected, but Mahiru would probably feel displeased by it. At the very least, she hoped to have a choice on who she should date.
-And…even if it was a guess, Amane had a feeling that Mahiru would be angry for his sake if he was belittled.
-He did not want to rattle Mahiru’s heart, and hoped that they would hide this fact.
-…I don’t know if it’s just me, but it feels like Mahiru wants an overt relationship.
-They had started interacting at school recently, and he felt the distance between them had shortened, but he merely dismissed this thought as him thinking too much.
-“…Ah, ahh…”
-“What’s with you, Kuju?”
-“…Nothing, just that I’m starting to understand. You have it tough.”
-Kuju looked towards Amane with a somewhat perturbed look, though it was more dumbfounded. Amane in turn looked confused.
-“Yuuta, did you.”
-“Yeah.”
-“What, what are you talking about?”
-“I don’t think you’ll understand, Kazuya. Don’t mind.”
-Even though Kuju stated it so bluntly, “Guess I won’t understand.” Hiiragi did not seem to have his mood dampened. Such a response might be due to their trust and friendship.
-Kadowaki and Kuju nodded in seemingly mutual understanding. Amane did not know what those two understood as he ate his fries, looking confused.
-What are you participating in for the sports festival, Mahiru?”
-Amane asked Mahiru after dinner. She took out ice cream from the fridge, and put the leftovers into a tupperware.
-Once she poured the Chikuzenni that was for dinner into the tupperware, she handed Amane a spoon, and looked up as though she was trying to recall.
-“I am in the relay and the borrowing race.”
-“Oh, something in common. I chose the ball toss and the borrowing race.”
-He did not know if his entry would pass, but he felt he should be able to, given how unpopular the ball toss game was.
-It would be strange if he failed the borrowing race, but he did put a obstacle race as his third option, so he was fine with that/
-An obstacle race did not simply rely on legpower. It required balance and flexibility. Amane’s running ability was average, but he probably would not pull his teammates.
-“You are not intending to exercise at all.”
-“I’m not really good at sports. leave that to the experts.”
-“…I remember your sports grades are average, Amane-kun.”
-“Unfortunately, yes.”
-If his athleticism was any better, Amane might be a little more enthusiastic. Unfortunately, he was not really good at it.
-Nevertheless, he was not so weak to be deathly afraid of sports, and was at least average.
-He was unlike Kadowaki and Mahiru, both who had the grit and the talents. For him, the best of both worlds was something completely distant from him.
-“…You hate the sports festival?”
-“Hmm, I don’t really hate sports. I just don’t like to be forced to exercise.”
-As they returned to the living room sofa, Amane recalled the painful memories of the winter marathon.
-It was not that he did not have the athleticism, and he could at least run the distance during classes. Truth be told however, he felt it was pointless to finish a certain course within a time limit.
-He might feel happier if he could complete his goal at his own pace. He really felt that compulsion really was bad for the mind.
-Amane frowned as he removed the lid of the ice cream, and Mahiru gave a little wry smile.
-“It is not that I do not understand. I dislike it when others force themselves.”
-“Right? I’ll just go at it casually…or just normally, contribute a little here and there.”
-If he slacked too much, others would tell him off, and he would feel guilty.
-He might not go all out, but he intended to perform suitably. There was no room for him to actually do so however if his primary choices were accepted.
-“Fufu. I will not see you perform then, Amane-kun.”
-“Relax, I’ll do well during the ball toss…probably.”
-“Probably?”
-“It’s not a flashy event. I won’t really stand up.”
-Amane did not understand why even though they were in high school, there was such a cute event called the ball toss. Some high schools had excluded them, yet his school kept it.
-Perhaps it was for the sake of those absolutely horrible at sports, but even so, there would unlikely be any tension when it came to the event.
-“You are rather accurate when throwing items. You never missed when you threw tissues into the basket.”
-Though it is because you are lazy, she quipped, which had him wryly smiling.
-“Cut me some slack here. I never missed anyway.”
-“It is fine when you are at home. Anyway, you are really accurate at throwing.”
-“Well, I’m good at throwing, including darts. Mom brought me out before, and I did well.”
-The mother’s escapades with the son included lots of places.
-This included outdoor activities like survival games, white water rafting, to indoor like darts, bowling, game centers. Amane was dragged to various places, and picked up lots of useless skills.
-One was of use this time around, so he could not say they were all useless.
-“Have you received some form of gifted education?”
-“For games, maybe.”
-“Shihoko-san is really amazing in a certain sense.”
-Mahiru muttered in amazement rather than surprise. As the one who was dragged along however, Amane could not fully agree.
-He was really grateful for Shihoko.
-Shihoko had him gain lots of experiences, and back when he was depressed in middle school, she treated him like usual. It was for this reason that Amane was able to recover from a fatal spiral.
-Nevertheless, he hoped Shihoko would not wear him out by bringing him to so many places.
-“…It is such an event after all, and I don’t think I’ll really stand out. I’ll try, somewhat, though I’m not too happy about it.”
-He mused, stabbed the spoon into the suitably melted ice cream, and had a mouthful.
-By the way, the ice cream in his hand was manufactured by a certain premium chocolate company that was only sold in convenience stores. It was less sweet, and filled with rich cocoa flavor.
-It was priced at 500 yen, and was relatively expensive. Amane intended to treasure each mouthful dearly.
-“Do you really dislike the sports festival?”
-“No actually, it’s getting hotter, and it’ll be annoying to stand out there in gym clothes for half a day, even if there’s a tent.”
-“Well, I guess that is correct when you put it that way. You have to work hard though?”
-“I’ll moderate myself.”
-“Goodness.”
-Mahiru pouted, but she was staring intently at the spoon, or rather the ice cream. Amane was left smiling wryly.
-He thought he should have bought Mahiru one since she had quite the sweet tooth, and tried putting the spoon before her. Her eyes momentarily glowed.
-Man, she’s way easier to understand compared to before. He chuckled to himself, and brought the spoon near her lips. Like a kitten fed by her master, she put the spoon into her mouth.
-Her eyes narrowed into a slit.
-The ice cream should be delicious. It was obvious from her face.
-Mahiru and Amane had sensitive tongues compared to the normal person, and could precisely pinpoint the good and bad of the taste. Since she was eating it so happily, he appeared he got the right brand.
-“…This is of premium, no?”
-“You can tell?”
-“From the packaging. This is better than I expected.”
-“Really? Here.”
-Amane handed another large mouthful, and Mahiru ate it obediently, showing a satisifed smile.
-She showed an expression more blissful than an ice cream melting under room temperature, and his body heat slowly rose up his face.
-…Uh oh. I’m now feeding her.
-Amane intended to maintain a normal distance from Mahiru whenever possible, but it ended up this way.
-Mahiru too was so conscious of Amane, yet she gave such a careless expression. Typically speaking, she would not feel happy to be fed by a boy.
-“…Mahiru, take it all.”
-“Hm?”
-“I’m not eating it. Brewing some coffee. This is for you.”
-Amane handed the ice cream cup and the spoon to Mahiru, and escaped to the kitchen. Feeling despondent, he dumped the coffee beans and the filter paper into the coffee maker.
-Early June, the sweaty season arrived, and Amane’s school held its sports festival.
-Unlike the peaceful mood of those in elementary and middle schools, the high school sports festival felt more like an extension of the classroom, and hardly any parents would show up.
-Despite that, the sports festival remained one of the few activities, and some of the students were rather excited. The juniors of the sports clubs especially were particularly riled up, for perhaps they assumed this was a chance for them to show their club advisors of their abilities.
-In contrast, most members of the culture clubs were not particularly enthused.
-Amane did not join any clubs, and was more of the latter.
-“It’s tiring.”
-A classmate muttered under the same tent. Amane showed a wry smile when he heard that.
-Amane was not enthusiastic, but even he would not look so unmotivated. He acted as though it did not involve him.
-Luckily, his primary choices were chosen, so he did not have to go running about. The most activity he would require was the cavalry battle all boys had to participate in.
-“You don’t look like you dislike this, Fujimiya. I thought you would.”
-Kadowaki too was under the Red Team tent, and looked  at Amane’s face in surprise.
-“Well, I passed the registration, and I’m just lazing around now, so I don’t really hate it. I think studying’s a lot easier though.
-“That’s rare from you though…”
-“Well, Fujimiya, you’re great at studying, but not at sports. Not like you can do anything.”
-Amane could not deny the words of the eavesdropping Hiiragi, and showed a wry smile.
-In fact, this was the case, and he could not deny it. Nevertheless, he felt conflicted to have someone pinpoint this.
-Amane was grateful to be told that he was great at studies, and impressed this was others thought of him. He could not help but admire those who had brains and brawns however.
-“Maybe I should exercise regularly. I do some jogging and running though.”
-“If my house’s a little closer, I can go jogging with you Fujimiya.”
-“There’s no way I can match your speed and stamina Kadowaki.”
-“Yeah Yuuta. Didn’t you forget that the last time I joined you, I was about to die? that wasn’t a jog, that was a sprint.”
-It appeared Kuju had once accompanied Kadowaki on a jog, and at this point, he looked worn out.
-On a side note, he was a culture club member, rather than sports, the Astrology club in fact. He was skinny, delicate, short, white-skinned, and clearly did not seem the sporty kind.
-But well, the delicate and petite Mahiru was quite athletic herself, so not all people of his size were like that.
-“But I think you should be fine, Fujimiya. You didn’t seem that tired during the marathon.”
-“I do train everyday since I think about what happens when I’m old, but I can’t beat those who do sports.”
-“You’re the only one who’ll think about what happens when you grow out…”
-“You’re weird Fujimiya. No actually, I think you’re interesting, you know?”
-“Are you praising me?”
-Hiiragi was upright and honest, and overly blunt…so curt with his words. Amane understood that immediately after they got along.
-“I guess Kazuya’s praising you, probably.”
-“Thanks for that.”
-“No need for that.”
-“What’s with this conversation…?”
-Kuju did not hide how nonplussed he was, but he was not mocking them.
-There was some relief in his expression, so it appeared he did not really mean what he said.
-“Ah whatever, you’re always an airhead, Kazuya.”
-“I don’t think I am…”
-“Well, you’re the only one who doesn’t know. It’s fine, don’t mind. Just be who you are.”
-“Ugh, really?”
-Hiiragi easily accepted this fact, and did not ask further. “Is this really fine…?” Amane muttered, and looked towards the track.
-The participants were ready to sprint.
-It was probably a 100m sprint, given the angle of the track. The first group had finished running, and the second group started lining up.
-It appeared the second group was the girls’ race. The faster runners of the Red Team were gathered there.
-One of them was a familiar girl with brown hair.
-“Eh, does Chitose run fast?”
-“Ahh, Shirakawa-san’s fast. She was in the track team during middle school.”
-“Eh, really?”
-“Yeah. But she didn’t join in high school. They say that she had an argument with a club senior, and it’s too much of a hassle to join.”
-“Shall I retort about the fact that she actually argued?”
-“No erm, there’s a reason for that…anyway, she learned her lesson, or rather, she’s tired.”
-“…Tired?”
-“A lot of setbacks happened when Shirakawa-san and Itsuki dated. But well, hm, someone in the track team liked Itsuki.”
-“Ah I get it.”
-The two of them were the official couple recognized by everyone in their year, but back in middle school, it was Itsuki who aggressively pursued Chitose.
-It was said that Chitose was a lot more aloof compared to the present, and Itsuki spent so much effort to woo her, until they finally got together.
-One could easily imagine what would have happened if the senior who liked Itsuki witnessed that.
-“She didn’t join the club because it’s too much trouble for her. She does like running though. You can see her running sometimes.”
-Since she lives near me, Kadowaki quipped with a chuckle, and looked towards Chitose who crouched down.
-Amane was practically an amateur, but he could tell Chitose’s posture was solid, beautiful even.
-She did not have that usual nonsensical, carefree smile when viewed from afar. She looked serious, pumped up for this.
-The gunshot rang.
-At this moment, she was the fastest to act.
-Anyone would have said that her posture was wonderful. She was fast as the wind, and even overtook the girls of the track time.
-Her soft hair fell behind her, and her body charged forth. She stomped hard, and arrived at the finish line faster than the others.
-Her running movement was mesmerizing, and she passed the finish line before they all knew it.
-Once she finished, she took the winner flag, and looked towards the Red Team, towards Amane, and chuckled.
-One might feel relieved seeing her wave the flag ferociously.
-Once she was done running the 100m, Chitose returned, and proudly puffed her chest.
-“I’m back~ you saw it?”
-“We did we did. You’re really fast.”
-“Wow~ Thanks~!”
-“Yeah. The way you run looks comfortable, Shirakawa.”
-Chitose looked greatly pleased to be praised by two current members of the track team. “Good work. You ran fast.” Amane too praised.
-In fact, she was so unexpectedly fast that Amane was taken aback. “Ehh, I’m happy.” However, Chitose seemed fine with that as she grinned away.
-Perhaps it was just her, but the lack of tension this time seemed different from when she was running. Amane’s face relaxed.
-“But you’re as fast as usual, Shirakawa.”
-“Heh heh~, I’ve been training every day. Though I’m not as fast as I used to be during my club time.”
-It seemed Chitose was faster back in middle school, which was shocking. Amane had many who had particular strengths around him, like athleticism, brains, and so on. He felt really envious as an ordinary person.
-Hiiragi appeared to be from the same middle school as Kadowaki and the others, but he was shocked that Chitose had this speed even though she did not join the track team.
-“I’ve been thinking, how are you so fast? is it because you have a small surface area and have little air resistance?”
-“Hey Kazuyan, what do you mean, small surface area?”
-“Hm? I’m talking about height.”
-What else am I referring to? Hiiragi stared at Chitose with an honest look, and Chitose immediately frowned.
-The latter might have been embarrassed at herself, rather than angry. Surely she had assumed Hiiragi was talking about her body.
-On a side note, Chitose was not as petite as Mahiru, but she was not really taller.
-She was relatively taller than the average girl, but not particularly tall for a track member.
-Also, she was lanky unlike a typical sportsperson. Perhaps this was why Hiiragi was shocked at her speed.
-Hiiragi’s expression showed no other intent. It was all Chitose’s misunderstanding.
-“You embarrassed yourself huh, Shirakawa-san.”
-“Shut up, Makochin.”
-Chitose blushed as she slapped at Kuju’s back, sitting next to time. Amane showed a wry smile, ensuring that she would not notice.
-The only events Amane had to participate were the ball toss, the borrowing race, and the cavalry battle all the boys had to participate. Thus, he was rather free.
-Some particularly enthusiastic went for more than two, but Amane was not particularly invested in the sports festival, so he only registered for these two, and the group event.
-Just to note, the ball toss ended.
-There was not much passion in such a competition, and it was merely a matter of throwing balls into a basket hanging up there.
-They had to snatch the thrown balls, but there were already lots of them, and no need to contest. The entire competition ended peacefully.
-Chitose nudged Amane in the back, wanting him to be active, but there was no reason to stand out.
-The ball toss was merely a game of picking a few balls, gathering them at a spot, and throwing them at a basket. It was nothing particularly outstanding, just a boorish repeat of actions.
-The only matter of particular note was that they scored more than the White Team. it probably was because they were more accurate, and gathered the balls in the first place.
-“You really choose the really boring events Amane~”
-“Shut up. It’s your duty soon. Hurry on.”
-“Ah, yes.”
-Chitose looked at her schedule “Man, being a committee member sure is busy~” she grumbled as she went over to the organizing tent.
-Then why did you sign up for the job?  he wondered, but it was a little too late.
-He watched Chitose skip off, and scanned the schedule pinned on the tent pole.
-There were only a few events left for the morning. This would include Amane’s last personal event, the borrowing race.
-Once they ended, it would be lunch break, followed by the afternoon.
-In other words, once the borrowing race ended, Amane was only left with the cavalry battle.
-“…But seriously, she’s in charge of the borrowing race?”
-Since she was taking over this time, it appeared Chitose would be in charge of the following events, and she would be the judge…Amane had a feeling she was aiming for this.
-He did not know who would be deciding the items, but it was likely someone planned something, which scared him.
-His heart suddenly felt heavy, but he went towards the gathering spot for the next event, the borrowing race. It appeared Mahiru too went for this event, for she was waiting silently over there.
-There was nothing for them to talk about, so Amane did not speak up. The moment his eyes met Mahiru’s however, she smiled and nodded towards him.
-They kept their distance outdoors, but Amane’s heart raced a little once he saw her give her usual smile.
-Amane acknowledged her with a usual stoic look, but he was feeling uneasy inside.
-And Chitose, organizing this sports festival, looked at Amane and Mahiru happily.
-Once it was time for the event, the participants followed the instructions of the in-charge…Chitose, and went to the field.
-There were lots of folded paper scattered on the field. On her command, they could then pick up these papers, and retrieve the item listed inside.
-Unlike the other races, this borrowing race was rather leisurely, and the objective was to enjoy the borrowing process. They did not have to be so serious.
-Depending on the listed item however, one might end up in a public execution. He had to be careful.
-“All participants, please stand on the starting line.”
-Chitose gave clear instructions through the microphone. She could be a proper emcee, assuming that she did not fool around. She had a cheery personality, was adept at reading the mood and situation, loud and clear, not too shrill, and could gather attention.
-“On your marks.” she did not fool around at all for the time being, as all the students and staff were watching.
-The gun however was held by another boy, so she was just in charge of the countdown.
-“Get set” a beat after she called out, the airgun was fired.
-The sound of this gunshot would always be bad for the heart, but Amane stoically jogged towards where the papers were put.
-The faster runners had already opened the papers and read the contents. Amane followed them, picked up a folded one, and saw what was inside.
-There were a few words in proper handwriting.
-“Someone you think is pretty.”
-He was asked to pick a person and not an item, but he did expect something like that.
-He really want to comment about who would choose such topics, but luckily for him, he could somehow deal with this.
-At the very least, it was not the hardest kind of question, ‘the person he likes’. He simply had to choose someone who was objectively pretty.
-In other words, he had to call over the acclaimed beauty…which would be Mahiru. Once Mahiru was done borrowing her item, he would just have to bring her along to the finish line.
-Though he might stand out if he be brought her along, it was the requirement. Everyone would think it was an appropriate decision once they knew what he had to take.
-Such was his thought as he intended to look for Mahiru, who probably was looking for a piece of paper…someone grabbed at his T-shirt next to him.
-Truth be told, she was pinching rather than grabbing. The hem was tugged at a few times, and he turned around skeptically.
-Right before him was the person he was looking for, looking at him worriedly.
-“Fujimiya-san, I will have to borrow you. Will you come along with me after you borrow what you need?”
-“Eh, me?”
-“Yes.”
-Amane never expected them to have to borrow each other.
-In a certain sense, this was good, but he felt it was too obvious.
-They were in the middle of the field however, and since Mahiru had already spoken to him, there was no point worrying about standing out.
-Chitose, standing opposite the finishing line, smirked away as she looked at them.
-I’ll remember this!
-Well, Chitose was the one who wrote the papers, so these items were certainly part of her plan. He did not know what Mahiru drew, but since the latter chose him, he felt Mahiru would never budge on the answer.
-“Ahh…anyway, what do you need to borrow?”
-“It is a secret.”
-Their items would be announced once they crossed the finish line, yet Mahiru was unwilling to speak up.
-Amane could only sigh, and head towards the finish line.
-“Well I need to borrow you too, let’s go to the finishing line together.”
-“…What do you need to borrow, Fujimiya-san?”
-“It’s a secret.”
-He returned the same answer to her, and she smiled.
-“We shall know once we cross the finish line, then.”
-She said, and held Amane’s hand.
-She ignored the buzz around them, and led Amane to the finish line.
-Amane felt a little wince in his gut, but once he saw how elated Mahiru was, he felt it was to be expected. He thus realized the one who fell for the other would be disadvantaged.
-Once they passed the field, which he could not bear to stay on, they crossed the finish line. A really delighted Chitose welcomed them.
-Amane unwittingly clicked his tongue, and Chitose did not seem to mind.
-“Huh, both of you are crossing the line together~? I do remember you two are participating in this.”
-“Damn you, Chitose, what’s with you leering away? We’re borrowing each other.”
-“Hahaha~ let’s see what you got then. Who’s first?”
-“Fujimiya-san, please.”
-Amane was shocked that Mahiru answered without hesitation. Chitose seemed to have understood as she pointed at Amane’s paper, perhaps wanting him to show her.
-He probably felt there was no need to hide it, so he showed the paper to her.
-Once she saw it, Chitose looked slightly disappointed.
-Amane did not know what Chitose hoped for, but it seemed the result was not what she wanted.
-Despite that, she regained her vigor, and beamed away as she brought the microphone to her mouth.
-“Now we’re checking the item. Number 1 of the Red Team got…“Someone you think is pretty.”
-Once they heard the question, there was a relieved vibe from everyone.
-Amane made a safe choice. As far as he knew, there was no one in school prettier than Mahiru. He did think she was the cutest.
-His opinion aside, bringing Mahiru over was really a normal choice.
-There would be hostility since he arrived at the finish line along with her, but it appeared to have simmered because of the topic.
-The issue was Mahiru’s item.
-Amane did not know what she chose, but since she specifically chose him, he started to wonder if her listed item would mean the death of his peaceful school life.
-Chitose received the paper from Mahiru, blinked away, and looked at Mahiru’s face.
-Amane could not see the paper from his angle, but her experience seemed to be wondering, can I really say this?
-What’s this item that needs me to be here?
-Chitose’s reaction left Amane all the more nonplussed.
-Mahiru’s smile remained so serene. In other words, she was fine with it being said out.
-Once she understood Mahiru’s intent, Chitose showed her usual smile.
-“Hmm~in that case, coming in at the same time is Number 1 of the White Team. The topic she got is…someone important.”
-Once her voice resounded throughout the field, there was an immediate buzz at the students rest area.
-Amane instinctively looked towards Mahiru, whose eyes met his, her pink lips showing a smile.
-That smile was of a child who had successfully executed a prank, along with some tinge of bashfulness.
-The one thing certain was that Mahiru looked towards Amane, wanting to know his reaction once he knew what her item was.
-You little devil…
-Always the deep thinker, Mahiru could easily visualize the surrounding reactions if she revealed her topic.
-Despite that, Mahiru chose Amane as her borrowed item, to bring change into their relationship.
-Henceforth, they would no longer be mere strangers.
-She was not showing the beautiful smile she usually had at school, but a sincere one towards Amane. “Everyone’s going to ask us questions after this.” Amane groaned as he ruffled his hair.
- What’s going on, Fujimiya?”
-After the morning games ended, they returned to the classroom, and unsurprisingly, Amane was questioned by the boys in this class.
-Mahiru was the unattainable flower, the one admired. That Mahiru borrowed Amane in front of everyone, under the pretext of being an important person. Amane understood that the boys found it unfair, but he too was troubled to be suddenly interrogated.
-“E-even if you ask.”
-“Why are you with Shiina-san!? As her important person!?”
-“Anyway, when did it start?”
-“You didn’t interact at all, right!? You only started eating together recently, didn’t you!?”
-“What does Shiina-san see in you!?”
-“We don’t understand at all!”
-Every single question had him on the brink of giving up.
-Truth be told, though he had expected to be questioned, the boys’ interrogation was much more intense than he anticipated. He hardly had the time to eat lunch.
-Of course, the boys were not the only ones who reacted. The girls did not join in, but they too gave Amane some looks. Some appeared to be sizing him up, some looked delighted, and some even looked relieved.
-It was likely due to their biggest competitor Mahiru liking Amane.
-The sizing looks in turn were probably wondering, that Mahiru had fallen for this guy? How is he like?
-All the stares in class were gathered upon him, and he was already groggy from the attention.
-On a side note, Itsuki and Kadowaki were a little away from the other boys “Ahh” giving wry grins. Chitose too looked at them, looking strangely excited. Amane really hoped these people would come save him.
-“Please do not bully him excessively.”
-The first to reach out and save him was the other person involved, Mahiru herself.
-She might have gone off to buy isotonic drinks, for she arrived late in the class. There were PET bottles in her hands, and they were covered in sweat as the weather was a little hotter.
-Once her eyes met Amane’s she showed a gentle smile.
-Thanks to that, the boys shot murderous iooks at him, and he was really stressed out.
-“Amane-kun will be troubled if he cannot have lunch during noon break.”
-Only intimate people would call each other by names. It appeared Mahiru was no longer intending to conceal how she usually addressed him.
-She did not mind even though she was the center of attention from both boys and girls. One boy finally had enough, and went towards Mahiru…he was the one who confronted Amane up close.
-“Shiina-san! You said Fujimiya’s your important per,”
-“Amane-kun is the important person to me.”
-Mahiru confirmed decisively, showing the smile no different from usual.
-Once the boy saw that Angel’s peerless smile, he was momentarily intimidated. Though he lost some morale, he continued asking, perhaps due to the support of the surrounding stares.
-“E-erm…in that case, lovers?”
-“Even if that is so, is there anything you wish to say to me?”
-“No, what I mean is…if you’re lovers…why someone like Fujimiya?”
-“Someone like Fujimiya?”
-“Ah, no, erm, that unimpressive looking Fujimiya, doesn’t seem suitable, to be dating you, Shiina-san. There are better.”
-“Really?”
-Amane gave a thousand yard stare, thinking that the boy had stepped on Mahiru’s nerves.
-Mahiru hated Amane for looking down on himself. According to her, she did not wish for Amane to receive inappropriate opinions.
-By the same logic, she hated it when others too derided him.
-From Amane’s viewpoint, he did not show any of his old self, no matter how Mahiru viewed him. He felt this opinion was just, and did not deny that he did not look impressive.
-Whether Mahiru would allow that however was a different matter.
-The smile on Mahiru’s face remained the usual.
-But the vibe around her had frozen a slightly.
-“No, erm.”
-“What is unimpressive about him?”
-“Eh?”
-“May you be specific of how he is unimpressive?”
-“Th-the vibe around him, his looks, and erm.”
-“Will you choose someone to like based on his appearance?”
-“N-no, erm.”
-“Will you choose someone to stay with for a long time based on his appearance?”
-The Angelic smile remained on Mahiru’s face. That should be the case, but she was exuding an extraordinary pressure. To put it, she might be angry.
-Even Amane, who was quite the distance away from her, could feel it. The boy facing her might be feeling it more.
-That boy surely realized the rage beneath her smile.
-Even though Amane could only see his back, he realized the boy was terrified and rooted.
-“E-erm…”
-“Sorry, I should not have bullied you.”
-The pressure subsided, and Mahiru’s face reverted back to the disturbed, gentle smile.
-But the boy she was facing stumbled a little, for he caused the always gentle and smiling Mahiru to be furious.
-“I shall correct your words. Amane-kun is cool and kind. I like how poised he is, the warm disposition he has. He is also very gentlemanly, and willing to respect me. When I was suffering, he would stay by my side to console me, and was considerate for my sake. He is not someone to badmouth others at least, nor will be get in the way of other people’s love.”
-Mahiru went for the haymaker at the very end.
-Her declaration at the very end was clearly stating, I will not fall for you when you badmouthed him in front of me.
-“Is there anything else you wish to say?”
-She tilted her head with a cute smile, prompting the boy to say. He was at his limit, and whimpered nearly inaudibly, “No, nothing.” He weakly left before her sights.
-Mahiru looked towards Amane, her line of vision unhindered.
-Amane was troubled, wondering if he should be blushing that he had basically received a confession in front of everyone, or pale that he had to consider what would happen in the future? Mahiru showed him the most beautiful smile for the day.
-It was different from her Angelic smile, it was an elated, sweet smile she would show at his house.
-“Amane-kun, let us eat together.”
-“…Oh.”
-None of the boys questioned Amane anymore.
-“She said it first.”
-“ugh.”
-After the various events in the afternoon, the cavalry battle was finally about to start. Amane and the others were huddled together, and Amane was speechless once he heard Kadowaki mutter.
-They were far from the tent, for the stares around them were really annoying.
-There were still people looking, but it was incomparable to before, still relatively fine.
-You should have gone first, Amane.  Such was the implication in Kadowaki’s words, and Amane could not refute it.
-“I can tell, somewhat, but are you really on such good terms with Shiina-san, Fujimiya?”
-Kuju looked a little doubtful. Perhaps he had sensed a little change in the relationship between Amane and Mahiru.
-“Hm, well, we started getting along since last year.”
-“So you’ve been hiding this the entire time? Well, I can understand from the commotion during noon break.”
-He gave Amane a sympathetic look.
-Kuju, Hiiragi and Amane were all in the same class, but the former two could not approach when Amane was surrounded and interrogated.
-They were not on good terms with Amane, and their decisions were sound, but Amane really hoped that Itsuki and Kadowaki would help him out a little.
-“But it’s really amazing. It sure felt good seeing Shiina adamantly dump those useless guys.”
-“Rather than calling them useless, I just think this incident really shocked them too much…”
-“Hm really? But if he’s a guy, he should have just confessed outright to a girl he likes. They didn’t do that, they harassed Fujimiya, and badmouthed him. They’re bums. They dared not risk yet wanted to get her, and kick up a fuss when they couldn’t get her. That’s not just being useless, that’s just being immature.”
-“Ugh.”
-“Kazuya, some of those words hit Fujimiya in his sore spot.”
-But if he’s a guy, he should have just confessed outright to a girl he likes. These words accurately stabbed at Amane’s heart.
-“Yep, because I’m getting anxious for Fujimiya.”
-“Shiina-san has clearly stated that she likes you.”
-Amane knew that.
-Mahiru did this much, and Amane could no longer lie to himself. He could be certain that Mahiru clearly had feelings for him.
-…I know this much.
-Amane knew very well how cowardly he was. He was running away, for fear of being rejected.
-“Fujimiya, do you like Shiina?”
-“You can’t tell, Kazuya…?”
-“In that case, why don’t you just confess to her? Given her attitude, it’s obvious Shiina likes you.”
-“…I know. She made this step, and I too have to step up.”
-Amane understood that it would be embarrassing of him to not do anything when she went this far.
-He also understood that as Mahiru had expressed her feelings, he should respond with sincerity. He already decided his answer; all that was left was how to convey it.
-Hiiragi gave a determined Amane a delighted smile.
-“Yeah, that’s how it is. Anyway, let’s knock down the opponents during the cavalry battle.”
-Those guys are definitely going to aim for us. He was happy for some reason, and Amane could only give a wry smile.
-“I’ll get a heavy responsibility, you know?” Kuju grumbled deflatedly, for he was to be the rider, but he just sounded despondent rather than annoyed, and Amane was a little relieved.
-“How about you learn from Kazuya, Fujimiya? Let’s knock down a few more of them.”
-“I’ll try my best.”
-Amane felt he should show some manliness, fend off all the hands reaching for Mahiru, and possess her for himself.
-Anyway, I’ll explain things properly when I get hom.
-Thus, he would have to ensure things go smoothly in the afternoon match. Amane pumped himself up, and the other trio exchanged smiles.
-“Man that was harsh…”
-Amane had a bath, washed away the dirt on his body, and once done, he leaned on the welsofa, feeling comfortably fatigued from the exercise.
-As expected, he was attacked furiously during the cavalry battle.
-Though it was expected, the aggressive bumps caused Kadowaki and the others much trouble.
-“This is youth huh?” Hiiragi said excitedly, giving a bloodthirsty grin. Perhaps he liked such competition after all.
-Amane’s team did not survive till the very end as they faced the incoming onslaught. Thanks to their rider Kuju’s heroics, they got more headbands they imagined.
-Kuju contributed the most, but Mahiru, observed in the opposing ranks, smiled at Amane.
-And just like that, the afternoon matches ended, followed by the closing ceremony. After the usual cleanup, Amane returned home.
-Too many things happened, and he ended up all weary, but the day did not end.
-…I have to say this.
-Mahiru mustered such courage to reveal their relationship publicly, and chose to establish a relationship with Amane.
-His pride as a boy would be ruined if he dithered and did not reciprocate those feelings.
-But how am I supposed to do it?
-He made up his mind, but once he thought about how he had to confess, he was hesitant and troubled. Perhaps this was the reason why he was derided as a coward.
-It was the first time in his life that he had really fallen for someone. it was no wonder he was troubled, given that he had to confess to such a person.
-Girls surely wanted to be confessed to under such a romantic atmosphere. How do I convey my feelings to make her happy? These frustrations would never garner any answer as they continued to swirl in Amane’s mind.
-While he put his hands on his forehead, wondering what to do, he heard the door unlock.
-He shuddered, for the sound indicated the arrival of the girl who caused him frustration, the girl who unlocked the door using his key.
-it was the first time in his life that he was really tense hearing the sound from the door.
-The door was then shut and locked.
-The slippers echoed off the floor, and a sound seemingly encompassed the air…appearing at the entrance was the familiar girl with the flax-colored hair.
-“Amane-kun.”
-The faint red lips formed a gentle arch, a gentle expression.
-She showed a expression similar to the usual, as though the buzz at school never happened. No, her smile was sweeter than usual, and his heart pounded faster.
-One had to wonder if she noticed how shaken Amane was, for she sat next to him as usual.
-The distance between them was smaller than a fist.
-She was about to position herself again, and the soft silky hair fluttered, the shampoo fragrance flung violently towards Amane.
-It appeared Mahiru too went home to wash away her sweat. One could notice that her smooth milky white skin was showing some redness.
-Once he realized that Mahiru had just left the bath, Amane tensed up more than before. Mahiru in turn showed him a beautiful smile.
-“Amane-kun, I feel you have lots of things to say to me, or ask…but may you listen to me before then?’
-“O-oh?”
-Now what?  Amane wondered, and straightened himself. Mahiru lowered her head towards him.
-“I apologize for blocking your retreat, Amane-kun. I am really sorry that many were looking at you, when you hated it.”
-“Hm?”
-“Erm…I knew very well this would happen.”
-Once he saw Mahiru lift her head awkwardly, Amane understood what she was guilty about.
-She knew very well her influence, and till this point, ensured that everything she did would make her adored.
-That Mahiru declared Amane to be the important person to her, in front of everyone, and surely that would cause confusion. Amane knew that she did it even though she knew this would happen.
-“Well, I know you did it even though you knew what would happen.”
-“Are you not angry, Amane-kun?”
-“Nope.”
-“I see. Thank goodness.”
-Amane in turn had resolved himself, for Mahiru did it despite the consequences. He knew how serious she was, and did not dislike it at all.
-“I know I was a little forceful. I wish to apologize if I made you unhappy, Amane-kun…but if I did not do so, you probably will not understand.”
-“Ugh…”
-Amane groaned when Mahiru had indirectly called him a coward.
-Of course, Amane realized his own cowardice, but his heart would rattled when the person who adored him said so openly.
-He cautiously looked towards her eyes, and found a mischievous glint in them.
-It appeared those eyes were hoping for something, as though yearning for Amane to take the step forward.
-Amane gulped, and slowly spoke.
-“Erm, say, Mahiru.”
-“Yes?”
-“…Do you really like me, Mahiru?”
-“Yes, I do…I like you, Amane-kun. I view you as a male.”
-Mahiru smiled and affirmed Amane’s cautious little question.
-Her answer was just as he expected, but he felt his heart pounding wildly. It felt as though his boiling blood was flowing throughout every corner of his body.
-He had vaguely sensed her feelings, but he ignored it all this while.
-It was to be expected then that he was overjoyed and excited to receive her feelings.
-He froze, seemingly enduring the exhilaration that overwhelmed him. Mahiru too showed a wry smile at him, and one had to wonder what she was thinking.
-“Actually, I am not hoping for you to answer me immediately, Amane-kun.”
-“Eh?”
-“I simply wish to convey my determination. I like you, Amane-kun, and I wish to continue living with you…I am content with conveying these feelings.”
-It appeared Mahiru had misunderstood, thinking that Amane was troubled, for she showed a gloomy, crestfallen smile.
-“I simply wish for you to like me more, Amane-kun, until your hesitation is all swept away.”
-Mahiru’s expression showed much confidence, and nobody other than Amane might have seen such an expression. Once he saw that she was about to stand up, Amane reached his hand out, and pulled her towards him.
-―Now that she said this much, I have to give her a reply. I can’t embarrass myself by not giving her one.
-Mahiru always respected Amane’s wishes, and said that she was fine taking it slow. Amane cast aside his hesitation, and embraced her.
-Her delicate body froze in his clutches, and perhaps she understood he was hugging her, for she immediately relaxed.
-She was seated on his legs as he suddenly pulled her over, and leaned on his chest as she lifted her head towards him.
-The caramel-colored eyes showed shock, confusion, and some hope.
-“Erm, it’s the first time I’ve fallen for someone. I thought I wouldn’t be like this…I thought I couldn’t do this at all.”
-“…Is it because something happened in the past?”
-“Ahh, yeah.”
-Amane embraced Mahiru firmly, not letting her go as he gently nodded.
-He said he was hesitant about liking someone, for somewhere in his heart, he refused to recognize her feelings. That was because back in middle school, his friends betrayed him, and their words stuck in his heart like a wedge.
-“It might be really stupid…but I used to think of some people as friends, but they betrayed me, and mocked me for being of no value…I was the only one who treated them as friends, but they just used me. Even I found it stupid.”
-Back in his hometown, Amane’s parents were famous for being relatively well off.
-While his household was not as rich as Mahiru’s to hire a nanny, they were much richer than the other families. Amane himself never boasted of his wealth, but the items he had were of good quality.
-A few classmates gathered around Amane, probably out of jealousy, or wanted to use him, or both.
-“I think you should be able to understand somewhat, Mahiru…when your parents have money, the people around you will start to be greedy, and want to get some benefits.”
-“…Yes.”
-They got along really well with Amane. It started at the start of middle school, but they really did, and were so close, they could be considered friends.
-They were so close, Amane felt that he could get along with them even after he got to high school.
-But when he saw them slander him, his heart broke.
-“I was stupid and immature to not see their real personality. I get the logic, but even so, I’m still scared of trusting others.”
-Amane was scared that if he trusted others, would he too be betrayed by others again?
-“I know not everyone was like them. Maybe some of them really wanted to be my friends. But…once the doubt kicks in, it’s not going to disappear that easily, right?”
-“…Yes.”
-“So I left my hometown, wanting to stay alone peacefully at a place where nobody knows of my parents.”
-Of course, Amane’s parents had enough of his depression, and gave him encouragement, and cheered him up. However, having considered how painful it would be for him to harbor such scars of his hometown, they sent him to Shuuto’s Alma Mater.
-They were unable to leave their hometown because of work. Amane did not want them to worry, so he chose to stay alone, and met Mahiru at this place.
-“…Those who betrayed you were really foolish, Amane-kun. You are so kind and outstanding after all.”
-Mahiru reached her hands towards Amane, showing a tragic smile, and Amane too smiled.
-“Back then, I thought I would never like anyone else…though I never expected that to change so quickly.”
-Amane stared at Mahiru again.
-His heart felt warm, embarrassed, and doting. Mahiru was the first ever person to illicit such feelings, and might be the last.
-Such were the feelings he had for her.
-“…Back at the start, I didn’t think you’re cute.”
-“I know. You told me to my face.”
-“Well, sorry about that…when we first met, you were dishonest, aloof, and not cute at all. I thought we just had a mutual benefit…but before I knew it, I started to be dissatisfied about this.”
-At the start, Amane did not want to get too involved with her.
-When exactly did this change then?
-“I started to want to know more about you, wanted to touch you, and wanted to treasure your. I wanted to have you. It’s the first time I had such thoughts.”
-“…Yes.”
-“I was enduring this the entire time, thinking that I couldn’t do it…you said this was fine, so it’s not that I thought of giving up, but that I wondered what I could do to be a match for you? You took the first step however, Mahiru, before I could do anything.”
-“Fufu…I too have been enduring this. You are so handsome, and I worried if others would snatch you away. I was worried if you would like me.”
-“I guess you’re the only one who’ll like someone like me.”
-“Mmm. Again with such words…”
-Mahiru looked displeased, as though deriding him for belittling himself again. Once she saw his expression however, she blinked several times.
-At this point, Amane was not showing the good-for-nothing face Mahiru had criticized him for, but a serious, resolved look.
-“…So starting from now…I’ll work hard to ensure that nobody says you chose wrongly.”
-“Eh?”
-“I’ll work hard to be a good man, and not let anyone belittle your choice. It’s somewhat difficult…to not look inferior next to you, Mahiru, but I do want to stand with my head held high.”
-Amane wanted to be an outstanding man, someone who could stand proudly next to Mahiru, that nobody would blame Mahiru for.
-It was not just for her sake, but for his too, for him to have some confidence.
-And the first step should start from these words.
-“I like you, Mahiru…will you go out with me?”
-He muttered as he looked at those clear caramel-colored eyes, and they turned moist as though a membrane was laid over them. The tears did not fall however, merely showing his silhouette.
-She closed her eyes, as though hiding them and smiled at him.
-“…Yes”
-Her answer was feeble, elated, and shivering. Amane would be the only one to hear her however. Once she agreed, she buried her face into his chest again.
-She wrapped her arms around his back, holding him firm, and did not let go.
-I am not letting you get away again, she seemed to imply, which left him a little embarrassed. He too wrapped his arms around her little back, and embraced her firmly.
-―I’m definitely not letting go.
-He wanted to treat her dearly, to dote on her, to love her.
-It was the first time he felt such feelings after his heart resonated with Mahiru’s.
-“I want to make you happy, Mahiru.”
-“You cannot guarantee it?’
-Mahiru impishly asked as she slowly lifted her head. Amane smiled as he brought his lips to her ear.
-“This is my wish. I wish to personally make you happy, Mahiru. My resolve is…that I will definitely treasure you, and make you happy.”
-“…Yes.”
-Once she heard the passionate oath, Mahiru nodded with a sweet smile that was melted by these feelings.
-t was the day after they started dating, and Amane looked towards Mahiru, who sat next to him as usual.
-They had the day off after the sports festival, and it was usual for her to drop by. She frequented his house before they were dating, so there was no special change. It was a natural situation before him.
-Naturally, Mahiru sat next to Amane, and read the textbook found in his house.
-Yes, everything went as normal.
-…But seriously, what do we do after we start dating?
-Amane had no dating experience, and Mahiru was his frist lover.
-It was the same for Mahiru, but given their similar experiences, it was natural for the male to desire to lead.
-Even if he wanted to lead however, he had no such knowledge.
-He did not have much interest in other people because of what happened in the past. Amane was one with relatively few desires for a boy, and he never dreamed of actually dating a girl.
-Tragically, all his passion was spent on studies and hobbies, and he lacked the crucial knowledge.
-If he had played a few gal games, he might have some dating knowledge. He had no such interest however, and did not know anything.
-He knew little. He only knew that dating couples would hold hands, go on dates, kiss each other on the lips, and once they got closer, would bond physically.
-Amane could not possibly bring himself to suddenly kiss her, let alone hold hands and go on dates.
-In that case, the conclusion was, why don’t we go on dates? This was not what it meant to be dating however.
-He wanted Mahiru to be happy, and to be happy with her. The fatal lack of such knowledge left him in a little despair.
-If it were Itsuki or Kadowaki, they could probably guide him along smoothly.
-At this point, he was really envious of those two who were more gifted than him in many ways.
-“Is anything troubling you?”
-While Amane pinpointed his deficiencies in his mind, Mahiru went to speak to him, perhaps having noticed him.
-“Ah, erm, uh, yeah.”
-“If you do not mind, you may discuss it with me, you know?”
-Mahiru did not understand what Amane was troubled about as she smiled and put the hand on her chest, giving a confident look to leave matters to her.
-Amane was embarrassed to ask her as it too was her first time dating. As his first date however, he thought it would be fine to talk with her. It might be better for both of them to discuss this through, than for him to brood alone.
-“…Say Mahiru.”
-“Yes?”
-“You know, we’re…dating now, right?”
-“Yes.”
-“…What do we do exactly for dating?”
-“Eh?”
-Amane knew how stupid his question was, but he was serious.
-“E-erm, it is the first time I am dating someone…and I do not read shoujo manga or love novels or the like. I am not certain of how it should go.”
-“…Th-that makes sense.”
-Of course, Mahiru too had no relationship with the males, or rather, she spent days not having any interest in them. Once she heard his frustrations, she looked a little troubled.
-“Have you thought of anything?”
-“…Like holding hands?”
-“We’ve been holding hands.”
-“Spending our vacation together?”
-“That’s normal.”
-“Going out together?”
-“We did it.”
-“Hugging?”
-“Yes.”
-Unfortunately, Mahiru’s knowledge was about as much as Amane, and the examples she raised were what they did before.
-It was no wonder that if anyone was to ask Amane what would lovers do, he could not think of it immediately.
-What do lovers do exactly…Amane wondered, and sighed. Mahiru timidly tugged at his sleeve.
-He did not know what was going on as he looked towards Mahiru again, and found her blushing for some reason.
-“…Erm, it is hard for me to say so, embarrassingly so…bu-but have we been doing lover acts even when we were not dating…?”
-Silence beckoned upon Mahiru’s words.
-…Now that we mention it. No, wait, we’ve been doing this without saying it outright…!?
-Both of them naturally lived together in the same space, held hands, and went dating, so they did not realize these were acts usually done by couples who were rather close to each other.
-No, Amane might have known right from the beginning, but he paid no mind to them as he was too used.
-“I-I too have been working hard, to get you to look back at me…but, these really are things, lovers do, if I think about it.”
-“…N-now that you mention it…”
-“So, how about we act like normal, rather than have this unnatural understanding that we are lovers…well, we just need to touch each other every day, spend each day together. That is good for us. There is no need to beat around the bush. Let us just go at our own pace…is it okay, to continue dating like this…?”
-At our own pace. These words resonated hard in Amane’s heart.
-…We don’t really have to restrict ourselves to this.
-Amane was anxious, wondering what were acts between lovers, but he really did not need to. Mahiru liked Amane, and Amane liked Mahiru, which was why they dated. This was the only fact they needed.
-They did not have to force themselves, and just needed to spend time understanding each other. That was all.
-“I guess. Sorry, I just feel…I’m not taking it easy at all. I don’t know what to do for our first date.”
-“…Yes.”
-“…Erm, in other words…even though we’ll be the same as before…I’ll do so while expressing my feelings for you.”
-He wrapped her hand, her palm. Her blushing face looked a little red.
-She bashfully lowered her eyelids, and held his palm back, leaning onto his elbow.
-“Amane-kun.”
-“…Yes?’
-“…I am happy with just this.”
-“Yeah.”
-Amane muttered in agreement, and silently enjoyed the warmth next to him.
-Amane-kun, please wake up.”
-A gentle voice called for him.
-Once he heard this whisper-like voice, “nn”, he groaned while still in his comfortable dreamland, and then lifted his heavy eyelids, opening his eyes slowly.
-His vision was a little blurred, probably due to fatigue. The sunlight shining through the window showed the girl dear to him.
-She had a knee on his bed as she leaned forward, probably have shaken Amane about. The flax-colored hair dropped like vines, swaying about.
-“…Mahiru?”
-“Nn, good morning.”
-Amane called out her name to confirm, heard a familiar voice, and saw her face.
-His mind started to feel a little confused, not because he was sleeping, but that Mahiru was present. She was at his place, as though it was natural, and his confusion gradually subsided.
-“…Morning. Why are you here, Mahiru?”
-“Do you not remember what we talked about yesterday, Amane-kun?”
-Mahiru frowned, and he repeated the word “Yesterday”. It took him a while to recall the conversation they had the previous day.
-“Can we go to school together on Monday?”
-Mahiru said this before they went their separate ways on Sunday.
-She fidgeted, and lifted her head towards him uneasily, which made him a little restless.
-Mahiru asked so cautiously as she wanted to be sure if Amane wanted to hide their relationship.
-They did discuss and decided to reveal their relationship openly, but she appeared a little uneasy.
-Since there was pretty much an open confession, Amane felt it was impossible for them to hide the relationship any further. He intended to just go along with it, and say that they were officially dating.
-“Hm, it’s fine.”
-“R-really?”
-“Why do I have to lie to you?”
-Amane promised, and the uneasiness vanished from Mahiru’s expression, turning into delight.
-“I always wanted to go to school together.” She muttered bashfully, which caused his heart to race, but it appeared she did not notice it, for she looked overjoyed.
-“I shall visit your house in the morning then, Amane-kun. We shall have breakfast together.”
-“Woah, fresh breakfast from you early in the morning, Mahiru? I’m really lucky.”
-“It is leftovers from our bentos…do you mind if I make your bento, Amane-kun?”
-“Please do.”
-He was really blessed to have her breakfast, and now lunch too. Of course he could not refuse this offer.
-Mahiru too looked relieved and overjoyed that she did not have to worry about others, which cheered Amane up. At the same time, he felt ticklish and gaudy.
-We’re going to school together tomorrow, huh?
-Till this point, Amane left home at a different time from Mahiru, so that others would not notice their relationship.
-There was no further need for that.
-Amane would surely be envied if they were to openly reveal their relationship at school, so he did feel uneasy. The most important thing however was that Mahiru really liked him, and he was delighted to be by her side.
-As he stared at her delighted smile, “I need to work hard tomorrow too.” he muttered.
-“…Ah.”
-Amane groaned a little, for his mind might have gotten running after the sleep, and he recalled what happened the previous day.
-It was not that he disliked it, but simply because, it was bad for his heart to see Mahiru’s face immediately after waking up. He should still consider whether he should allow her to wake him up.
-Mahiru looked dumbfounded upon seeing him.
-She was not really dumbfounded however, just comforted and helpless. Amane was really sorry and embarrassed by this, so he exerted strength near his lips.
-“How can you be so forgetful…here, change up and wash your face.”
-“Alright.”
-Mahiru would probably use this time to prepare breakfast.
-Amane stifled a yawn, and got up from the bed, removed his shirt, “Kyahh!?” and heard a shriek next to him.
-He looked towards Mahiru as he put his shirt onto the bed. He saw her eyes were closed, her body quivering, and her face instantly turned red.
-“I-I did say before, please do not remove your clothes when I am around.”
-Mahiru was clearly flustered to see him strip in front of her. He could only show a wry smile.
-“Well I’m a guy. There’s nothing wrong with showing.”
-“I do have a problem…”
-“I’m not really doing this for you to see, and I’m not telling you to get used to it as soon as possible, but you can’t go swimming in the summer if this keeps up.”
-If Mahiru has no immunity against seeing a guy’s body, how did she spend her summer during middle school…Amane wondered, but she really could not swim, so perhaps she found a reason to excuse herself.
-Given her serious personality, it was hard to imagine her skipping classes. According to her, she chose a high school where swimming classes were not imperative, since she could not swim. Perhaps this too was a possibility.
-They did make an ambiguous promise to go to the pool during the summer, and Amane would feel awkward if Mahiru was overly consciousness. After all, there were often half naked males near the pool, and he did not know if she could endure such a sight.
-“Ugh…I-I will try…”
-Mahiru might have realized this as she muttered with a teeny-weeny voice, cautiously opened her eyes, and saw Amane.
-She was blushing, looking to be on the verge of tears. Once she saw his upper body, she shivered, “Uu.” and groaned.
-Truth be told, Amane did not train his body to be particularly attractive.
-Since the start of their second year, he was doing some exercises and muscle training recommended by Kadowaki, so that he would not be a mere beansprout…but he did not have much muscle. At the very least, nobody would shun him.
-…If she’s not used to it, it’ll be a headache if something happened.
-It might be a long time later until their relationship deepened, but if she was unused to that, Amane had a feeling many situations would not proceed as smoothly.
-But Amane felt he too might freeze up upon seeing Mahiru’s body. Perhaps the same would apply for both sides.
-“…Ah, nn, erm…please go ahead and cook.”
-Amane’s face too turned red as he suddenly imagined something bad. Once he said that to her while she was blushing, “I shall proceed”, she scampered away like a rabbit.
-Once she disappeared beyond the door, Amane knocked his head on the nearby wall, muttering to him “Oh what am I thinking early in the morning?”
-Shown in the basin mirror was an unfamiliar looking self.
-Amane was wearing the usual school uniform, but the region above the neck was drastically different from before. He could not say that he had never seen it before however, for this was an image he would occasionally show Mahiru. He was rather uncomfortable about not wearing plainclothes.
-He fiddled with his fingers, fiddling with the bangs that were no longer blocking his eyes.
-The good thing was that boys did not need to put on makeup like the girls, but Amane really was unused to dolling himself up like this.
-“…Amane-kun.”
-A voice came from behind.
-Through the mirror in the washroom, he saw Mahiru call for him after she was done preparing for school.
-He turned to look at her, and found her looking a little gloomy.
-“What’s wrong?”
-“…Do you not dislike it?”
-“Dislike what?”
-“…That hairstyle?”
-“Oh, this?”
-Mahiru seemed a little hesitant as she expressed her worry.
-He showed this hairstyle to her, the one he refused to go to school with. Mahiru was worried that the others would associate that man with Amane.
-This was something Amane himself wanted to do, so he did not dislike it.
-It would be a lie to say that he had no hesitation, but he felt that since he made up his mind to stand next to Mahiru, he had to dress himself up and not bring her to shame.
-He was not astoundingly handsome, but Itsuki and Kadowaki had vouched for his looks, so it should not be much of a problem. In any case, Amane hoped that nobody would say she had bad, unrefined taste in men.
-“I don’t really hate it. Do you, Mahiru?”
-“…Not really…just that I am feeling a little conflicted.”
-“Conflicted?”
-“…I may not have you for myself.”
-Mahiru shriveled as she said such adorable words. As she was really cute, he chuckled, and patted her head while ensuring he did not ruin her hair.
-“So do you want to possess me for yourself?”
-“…I do.”
-Truth be told, Amane was only joking, but Mahiru nodded earnestly, and clung onto his chest.
-Amane never expected her to actually nod. He was the one to say it, but even he was a little intimidated. Despite that, he wrapped his arms around her back.
-Mahiru was a head shorter than him, so she buried her face into his chest. She grabbed his shirt, and seemingly would not let go.
-She lifted her head towards him, and looked so heartfelt.
-“…You are really dashing, Amane-kun, so you will have many girls talking to you. I am happy that you will be rated accordingly…”
-“You think I’ll fall for other girls?”
-“I do not think so, but this is an emotional issue.”
-“Are you jealous?”
-Amane inadvertently asked, and Mahiru immediately blushed. Despite that, “Yes” she answered earnestly, and rubbed her forehead onto his chest, rolling about.
-She probably was feeling embarrassed. Her face was already red to the ears, as seen through the flax-colored hair.
-“How cute.”
-“…baka.”
-“Relax. I’m not interested in anyone other than you, Mahiru.”
-It might not be sufficient reason to make her not jealous, but Amane had no intention of viewing other females as love interest. He already had a cute, possessive female he loved most, and there was no way he could look aside.
-To state the extreme, Amane did not care about others, and would not be interested in them, unless they were really close to him. He was confident that he would not look at them.
-He could not possibly be close with those females that would suddenly approach him after he got handsome.
-“…I know. I shall show that I love you, Amane-kun, and ensure nobody else has a chance.”
-“Just watch yourself. I don’t want others seeing you making such cute faces, Mahiru.”
-“…Why are you always saying such things out of a sudden, Amane-kun!”
-Mahiru was furious for some reason, and he could only pat her head frantically to coax her. However, Mahiru slapped his back with her hands that were on his.
-“You cannot be saying such things so nonchalantly, Amane-kun.”
-“Can’t, as in…?”
-“It is bad for my heart.”
-“I should be the one saying that…sometimes I feel like I’m about to die when you suddenly fawn towards me.”
-It should be said that Mahiru’s skinship was more destructive.
-Amane’s heart would throb and race whenever he unwittingly felt that soft body, or sniffed at the floating sweet fragrance, or the sweet, intoxicating smile that was shown without restraint.
-Again at this point, Amane’s heart pounded wildly as Mahiru was too adorable. She buried her face into his chest, and probably realized it too.
-“…This sudden attacks are highly potent.”
-Mahiru grumbled softly, and leaned her cheeks onto his chest.
-“…But since your heart is pounding so much, I shall forgive you today, Amane-kun.”
-It appeared Mahiru was delighted that Amane’s heart was pounding wildly as she muttered and rubbed her face onto his chest.
-That gesture was similarly adorable, calm down calm down, so Amane nearly groaned as he muttered so, patting Mahiru on the head to quell the impulse gradually forming in his heart.
-Five minutes later, Mahiru was done recharging.
-She was blushing slightly, and her eyes were a little moist. Amane’s heart would be in jeopardy if he stared directly at her. He managed to purge his anxiety however, for she appeared to be contented.
-“Let us go then.”
-There was more than sufficient time, and no matter the amount of skinship they enjoyed, there was no way they would be late.
-Nevertheless, Amane felt it was time for them to go, so he gave her a holler. “Yes” she smiled back.
-I’m already worn out since morning.
-He did not dislike it, on the contrary, he was elated. It was for this reason that he would endure, and felt fatigued. He could retaliate if it was a rest day, and let her fawn around until she melted away. They could not do so however as they had to go to school.
-It appeared Mahiru did not notice his fatigue, for she was completely energized.
-Early in the morning, and Amane was troubled and strangely fatigued in various ways, but it was not vexing to him. He showed a wry smile, took whatever he needed, and left along with Mahiru.
-It was the first time he left home with her while wearing the school uniform, and he was strangely emotional about this. he locked the door, lowered his head towards Mahiru, and found her looking a little uneasy.
-Her hand was timidly tugging at his hem.
-“…Shall we hold hands?”
-“Yes.”
-It appeared Amane got it right. “Damn, she’s cute.” he muttered towards an apprehensive looking Mahiru, and interlocked his fingers with her slender fingers.
-“Feels like people are looking at us.”
-As the distance to school decreased, many stares were directed towards Amane, and he grumbled tiredly.
-There were various stares ranging from those wondering who was the man holding Mahiru’s hand, to envy, curiosity, and also, some admiration
-It was to be expected, but he found such stares to be more unbearable than he imagined.
-Luckily, not all the stares were negative. He was still unused to them however.
-He had always preferred to live a quiet, unimpressive life, so he felt restless about these stares.
-“It is to be expected. You look like a new person after all, Amane-kun.”
-Both of them held hands as they went forth, clearly intent to show that they were lovers. Obviously, there were other boys looking at them.
-However, the Amane at the sports festival seemed very different from the Amane walking alongside Mahiru at this point. Nobody said it, but their eyes were clearly looking curious.
-“Is there really such a big difference?”
-“Hm. How do I express this? Your hairstyle did change, and so has your appearance. More importantly, your back has straightened, and you look confident. The impression you give is really different.”
-“Sorry for being so unmotivated all the time.”
-“Please do not berate yourself…you have changed, Amane-kun. I do like both sides of you, but I hate it when you berate myself.”
-“I don’t want to be hated. I’ll take note of this.”
-“That is good.”
-Mahiru smiled as she leaned her body onto him, and more stares gathered upon them.
-Amane’s face nearly cringed in the face of these venomous glares. Once Mahiru showed the absolutely Angelic smile towards their surroundings, the murderous glares vanished completely.
-In a certain sense, the Angel was truly the strongest person, for she was capable of silencing those around them.
-Amane felt unsettled even though the stares had somewhat changed, and held her hand as he looked forward. They were about about to arrive at school, where he would be basked under more stares. His gut started to ache.
-“With all the stares like this now, how am I supposed to enter the classroom later?”
-“Please give up on that notion…or do you dislike this?”
-“Not at all. I decided that I’m going to change.”
-Ever since Mahiru confessed to him, Amane understood that he could no longer live like before.
-He decided that he could not embarrass himself, even though he was by her side. He told himself that he should be mentally prepared to tough it out, rather than not work hard, and make sure he could be a match for Mahiru.
-“…is that so?” Mahiru answered once she heard his words, and exerted more strength into her fingers.
-“Huh, Mahirun?”
-Amane noticed that Mahiru’s ears were blushing next to him, and he wanted to talk to her, only to hear a voice behind him.
-He turned around once he heard the familiar voice and affectionate nickname, and saw Chitose standing there with her eyes widened.
-She looked stunned at Mahiru, and then at Amane.
-Once she saw their hands held together, “Ohhh~” she leered away, skipped towards them, and slapped Amane on the back.
-“Morning~ So you made it this far, bor?”
-“Shut up.”
-“Good morning too Mahirun~ Looks like things went well.”
-Chitose appeared to be in a really good mood as she kept slapping his back hard with a grin.
-He had experienced curious and jealous looks the entire day, and Chitose’s look of pure curiosity made his heart hot.
-“Congrats Mahirun. My efforts watching over your has paid off.”
-“Yes. I did talk to you regarding various things.”
-“Yes yes, like how do we deal with Amane’s blockheadedness?”
-“…Mahiru?”
-“B-because, you are truly a blockhead, Amane-kun.”
-Given that she said so, Amane really could not refute.
-Mahiru had always emphasized this, but Amane never responded well to it, and the responsibility was on him. It was no wonder then that Mahiru would discuss this with Chitose.
-“Well, it’s Amane.” Chitose, who once discussed this with Mahiru, gave such an appraisal he was displeased with, and looked up at him.
-It was likely that she was giving a proper, inquisitive look at him as it was the first time she saw him dress nicely.
-“But well~ it’s the first time I see you take look this manly, Amane.”
-“What do you mean by that.”
-“That’s what Ikkun and Yuu-chan say. Hm hm, not as good as Ikkun, but you look fine for a guy.”
-Chitose giggled again as she slapped Amane on her back. She probably was expressing her approval in this manner.
-You’re still the same as before. This might be an encouragement from her, and his lips relaxed a little.
-“I guess Itsuki’s the best for you huh?”
-“Of course. You’re the best for Mahirun though. There’s nothing to grumble about.”
-“Well you’re right. I’m fine with being the best for Mahiru.”
-Amane was not aiming to be Chitose’s number 1. He was content with Mahiru calling him her number 1.
-He glanced aside at her, and found her holding his head, leaning her face on his elbow, muttering, “…Amane-kun is number 1.”
-Her face was blushing slightly, and perhaps it was because she was strangely embarrassed by Chitose’s declaration before her.
-“What a good girl~ You’re so cute. I’d have given you hugs if Amane isn’t around.”
-“Alright alright alright, don’t do this when we’re on our way to school. Do whatever you want after school.”
-“Woah, great, your boyfriend agrees, Mahirun. Come here and give me a hug~!”
-“Eh, p-please be gentle…?”
-Mahiru was troubled as she nodded, given that she was suddenly asked to be hugged. Chitose beamed away as she went next to Mahiru, probably eager to celebrate for Mahiru’s sake.
-Once he saw how intimate the two of them were, Amane looked away from Mahiru, and towards the surroundings.
-There were more people around them, probably because they were arriving at school.
-…I guess the questions will keep coming once I enter the classroom.
-He visualized his future that would arrive in a matter of minutes as he saw the many people before him, and showed a wry smile away from the two girls.
-Once he got to the school compound, there were many more of them.
-While Chitose was next to them, Amane and Mahiru obviously garnered much attention when they held hands walking into the classroom. “Woah, so many are looking.” Chitose noted nonchalantly, but Amane was still unused to the stares around them.
-Mahiru herself might have been used to it, for she was walking very calmly. She held Amane’s hand firmly, probably intending to declare their relationship openly.
-“The Angel and a boy…” “Shiina-san’s different from usual…” “That guy? He’s completely different from the one at the sports festival…” there were such voices on the corridor. Unfortunately, Amane was that ‘important person’ Mahiru mentioned at the sports festival.
-Mahiru did not answer those voices, and instead showed the Angelic, sweet smile, dispersing it towards those around them.
-“Amane-kun.”
-“Hm?”
-“We are reaching the classroom. Are you fine with that?”
-Mahiru asked right when they were about to reach the classroom.
-“I’m fine. I was mentally prepared the moment I decided to show up like this.”
-“…I see.”
-“I guess everyone will be shocked though. Mahirun said you had a complete image change over the weekend, Amane.”
-Even I was shocked, Chitose chuckled, and Amane started to regret it. Perhaps he should have told her, Itsuki and Kadowaki.
-He dithered on this matter as he was embarrassed about revealing that they were overly dating, and did not mention it. He should have told those who cared for him though.
-“…Chitose?’
-“Hm?”
-“Erm, sorry for not telling you.”
-“No biggies. It started right after the sports festival ended, right? I guess you two were busy flirting with each other, and you don’t like to announce it through messages since you prefer to say it out. I don’t mind.”
-Busy flirting.  Amane felt conflicted to recognize this, but in fact, they practically spent the entire yesterday clinging onto each other, and thought of nothing else.
-And as Chitose said, since Amane had been in their care, he would have desired to tell them personally. Chitose found out before then however, and came to tease Amane, who confirmed this matter instead of revealing it.
-“…Thank you.”
-“Don’t mind. I worked hard to tie the red string of fate between you two, so worship me more~”
-“Got it. I’ll treat you to the crepes at the station, Chitose-sama.”
-“Alrighty then~”
-Chitose joked, and Amane went along with it. While chatting, he entered the classroom alongside Mahiru.
-“Ah, good morning Shiina-s…eh?”
-The first to notice them were the first girls gathered near the classroom entrance.
-They were seated on the table, chatting furiously when they noticed Mahiru enter the classroom, and lifted their heads…before noticing Amane holding Mahiru’s hand.
-Their eyes then moved from the hands towards his face.
-The expressions on their faces clearly were imply, who is this guy?
-It was to be expected, for Amane never showed such an appearance before his classrooms.
-A few might have seen like like that, but he never attended school with such an appearance as Amane Fujimiya. He might seem like a complete stranger to them.
-However, Mahiru openly revealed that Amane was the important person to her during the sports festival the previous week, and the memory remained fresh in the students’ memories.
-They could easily equate the boy holding hands with Amane if they put in a little .
-Before they came to that conclusion, Amane let go of her hand, and went to his seat to put his stuff down.
-It was to clearly indicate who he was.
-And before he knew it, the classroom was quieter than usual.
-The usually chatty classmates too were looking at Amane.
-“Morning Fujimiya.”
-Amidst this awkward silence, Kadowaki and Itsuki approached Amane with the usual smile.
-He was glad that they recognized him, and treated him as usual.
-“Morning, you two.”
-“Say, have you finally seen the light?”
-“Seen the light…well, I’d say she caught me, and I caught her back.”
-Amane had discussed this matter with them many times, and Itsuki was the first to notice that Amane was interested in Mahiru. They immediately realized that Amane and Mahiru were dating, for Amane entered the classroom while holding hands in that style.
-“Yeah congrats. I’m only on better terms with you recently, Fujiimiya. It’s not like we know each other for a long time, but I was really anxious for you two. I feel like I’ve finally waited for this moment to come.”
-“I waited for half a year, you coward.”
-“Shut up. It’s my fault, okay?”
-In fact, Itsuki was probably feeling emotional watching Amane and Mahiru get closer to each other. “It’s been a long time.” he nodded away as he muttered.
-For good or bad, Itsuki did give Amane much help, and gave him a push, or rather, a kick in his back. Amane was grateful for Itsuki’s efforts; though the latter was sometimes too much of a busybody, he had been cheering on the dithering Amane.
-Of all the people Amane knew, Itsuki was probably the one giving the most blessings to this relationship.
-“So you decided to dress up like this.”
-“Yeah.”
-“Ah, but I really am not used to this. It’s a strange feeling.”
-“Yeah. Never saw that ever since that incident.”
-Kadowaki last saw Amane like this during Golden Week, which was about a month ago. It was natural for him to still be unused to Amane’s image when he only saw that once. Mahiru was the only one used to seeing Amane like this.
-And that Mahiru in turn had Chitose cling onto her and pat her head, while they were surrounded by other classmates.
-The classroom was really quiet, and even though Amane was a little far away from them, he could hear what they were asking Mahiru. Well, he would have known what they were asking even if he could not hear.
-“Erm, Fujimiya-kun!”
-Man, she sure has it tough, Amane thought as he looked over, only for him to be talked to.
-Amane then turned to the voice, and found a few girls clearly giving him excited looks, huddling around him.
-Amane really was somewhat inept at dealing with girls, and this situation was bad for his gut. He knew this would happen however, so he looked towards them unflinchingly.
-“…What is it?”
-“Wow, it’s really you, Fujimiya-kun! It shocks me how you’re different from the one I know!”
-“That’s a huge change in impression.”
-“Yes yes! You look really plain the last time.”
-“It’s a little rude to call him plain, you know?”
-“Ah, sorry Fujimiya-kun.”
-“It’s fine. You’re not wrong to say that.”
-Amane was nearly devoured by the vigor shown by the girls, but he did his best not to get caught in their pace, and showed a wry smile.
-They were completely right, so he did not want to refute them, and was not angry.
-He was the one who remained plain looking, and he did not want to stand out in personality, so he maintained an impression of a a harmless, honest guy in class.
-It appeared everyone in class had dismissed Amane as an ordinary boy.
-It was no wonder then that they were troubled by this sudden change.
-“That’s quite a huge change in impression.”
-“Yeah. Is this weird?”
-“No no no, I think you look a lot better.”
-“It’s more like, we’re shocked to see you become so handsome.”
-“I guess my efforts aren’t wasted if you say that.”
-Amane felt embarrassed to be praised directly, but it was pointless for him to deny it. He did learn that it was bad to be overly humble sometimes, so he graciously accepted this praise.
-He tried his best to give a gentle expression as much as possible as he nodded, and they smiled back happily.
-“Say, can I ask something?”
-“Please do, if it’s something I can answer.”
-“I’m wondering, was it you who walked alongside Shiina-san back then, Fujimiya-kun?”
-I guess the question’s finally here,  Amane wondered.
-It was a matter of time until someone asked, so he decided to answer and address his views on this matter.
-Their classmates were probably pricking their ears at this conversation. If he declared it, it was likely that news would spread throughout the entire school.
-“Yes, it’s me.”
-“A-are you two dating? I saw you two holding hands while coming to school…”
-“Yeah. Thanks to everyone, we started dating last week.”
-Once Amane confirmed this, there were agitated shrieks in the class. He could hear some voices of despair and grumbles by the boys, but he decided to ignore them.
-After all, the boys would be asking him further questions; he would handle them when they come.
-“Erm, how did you and that Shiina-san…”
-“It started last year, and our relationship just naturally improved. Isn’t that right, Mahiru?”
-“Yes.”
-It appeared Mahiru was done answering her questions, but it was more likely that she felt a conversation with Amane would make things much easier, as she approached him with a beaming face.
-Once she stood next him, she showed a beautiful smile at the girls questioning Amane, while being so close to him, they were about to touch.
-“It is a little difficult to explain, but after many things have happened, we started dating. I had a crush on him, so I am really happy now…it feels like we were boasting when we came here while holding hands.”
-Mahiru put her hand on Amane’s, just as they did while going to school. Amane gave a wry smile as he in turn held her hand.
-“No, I think I fell for you first.”
-“It was me, no? Either way, you would not confess, Amane-kun.”
-“Sorry about that. I confessed properly, forgive me.”
-“…I think I confessed first.”
-“I’ll do so properly next time.”
-“What are you planning to do?”
-“…Who knows?”
-There was only one objective a couple would have, and Mahiru would understand if she put some thought into it…but she merely felt skeptical.
-Amane felt that he should not say it at this point, and that he was not of the appropriate age to take responsibility, so he decided to keep it to himself. It seemed these words would never fade even after many years,
-He hoped to keep these words to himself until then, when he intended to personally say it to her.
-Mahiru lifted her head unhappily towards him as he pulled a fast one on her, but once he patted her head, her dissatisfaction was quelled.
-“…You are fooling me again.”
-“I will say it later. Let me off for now, please.”
-“Goodness.”
-She verbally expressed her unhappiness, but her face looked elated.
-She hurriedly covered her increasingly blushing face however, having noticed something.
-Amane did not know what was going on as he looked around, and found his classmates remaining silent.
-Their stares were gathered upon the two of them.
-I messed up.
-Amane did intend to show how good their relationship was, and to lay down the fact that he was Mahiru’s boyfriend. He however did not intend to converse with her as he usually did at home.
-And once he carelessly patted her head, it was obvious what their classmates would think.
-“…Amane, you two are just unwittingly flirting. Take note of that.”
-Even Itsuki, dubbed part of the original bakauple, reminded Amane. The latter hastily removed his hand from Mahiru, bit his lips, and tried to prevent showing the heat rising up his cheeks.
-The news of Amane and Mahiru officially dating immediately spread throughout the entire school.
-It appeared everyone knew it was a fact and not a rumor, thanks to the classmates who liked to gossip for both good and bad reasons, and also because everyone had seen them attend school together.
-Thanks to that, there was always discreet discussions whenever they had to swap classrooms or go to the corridor. Thus, Amane was really uncomfortable with it.
-“The commotion will subside in a few days, I guess.”
-Kuju commented as he stood some distance away from the ruckus. “Yeah.” Hiiragi too nodded.
-“People aren’t going to keep talking about the same thing. Sooner or later, they’ll be discussing something else.”
-“That’ll be great. I’ll have a headache if it keeps up every day.”
-Even during lesson time, Amane could hear others muttering something. Truth be told, he did not feel so good.
-On a side note, the boys in the class kept questioning him during the breaks, and his stamina had dropped by half. Luckily, there was no gym class.
-“I think there’ll be fewer people asking you questions. People will be surrounding you for a different reason though.”
-“Different reason?”
-“Some might think you’re a good commodity to have.”
-“Sorry that I’m sold out then.”
-Amane had assigned his future to Mahiru, and he could not possibly look at anyone else even if he was ask to. Truth be told, even if there were other females better than Mahiru, there was no way Amane would choose anyone but Mahiru.
-Amane would be troubled if anyone hoped that he would look elsewhere. He would be surprised and disappointed if anyone was to think of him as such a frivolous boy.
-“Well, love is sometimes unreasonable.”
-“Mm, that’s rare coming from you, Makoto.”
-“How rude. But well, it’s impossible for anyone to stop liking someone , even if she’s already someone else’s girlfriend. Love is like an impulse after all.”
-Of course, you can’t just turn impulse into action, Kuju quipped, and looked towards the chatting girls, sighing,
-“For me, I don’t think anyone can butt in between you two.”
-“Same here. The lovey-dovey show is also a mean to ward off everyone else. I never thought you two would actually do that in front of everyone…!”
-“Forget about that…!”
-Amane was overwhelmed with embarrassment as he recalled the conversation he had in the morning.
-The intimate act was truly to fend others off, but patting her on the head was basically a confession, and he did sound like he was intending to propose to her. He did not intend for his classmates to know.
-Luckily, Mahiru managed to misdirect them. Itsuki and Kuju however might have noticed something when they said dumbfoundedly, “That’s passionate.”
-“Well, since everyone now knows that Shiina-san shows that look only to you, I think that’s a fair result, Fujimiya?”
-“…You say that, but shameful things are shameful.”
-“You’re saying that when you held hands while walking to school?”
-“That’s different.”
-There was a difference in shame between acts that were done intentionally, and acts that were done unwittingly.
-“Just give up. Also, there are some grateful that you two are so lovey-dovey?”
-“Grateful?”
-“The girls are happy now that the guys looking at Shiina-san can look elsewhere.”
-Amane did consider the little mutters.
-It appeared the girls who valued Mahiru differently were not being completely united, and some of them were conflicted by how Mahiru had attracted looks from other boys.
-Mahiru had been alone till this point, a flower who never showed affection to anyone else. Now that she had specified Amane as a target and showed no interest in any other boy, it would mitigate some of the displeasure they had.
-“Not all of them like me. Some do probably badmouth me behind my back.” Mahiru had once noted wryly, and Amane felt that girls were terrifying. Now that this was done however, it seemed Mahiru could finally relax.
-“Girls really have it tough, I guess. Well, since this is settled, the next thing is to let everyone know that Mahiru’s just an ordinary girl. It feels like she doesn’t like everyone calling her the Angel because it’s embarrassing.”
-“I guess she really hates it huh.”
-“Yeah. Yuuta’s always giving a strange look whenever anyone calls him Prince, so that’s expected.”
-According to Hiiragi, Kadowaki too was ashamed to be called Prince. Perhaps both Kadowaki and Mahiru had the same troubles. Amane quietly prayed for them in his heart.
-He earnestly wished that Kadowaki would one day find someone who could understand him, just like how he came to know Mahiru. He hoped that this kind, unpretentious person who treated everyone equally could get his happiness.
-“…What are you chatting about?”
-While Amane prayed for Kadowaki’s happiness, Mahiru approached them, seemingly done chatting with chitose.
-She probably did not heart what they were talking about, but it seemed she noticed that Amane had been blushing because they pointed out his actions in the morning. She gave a somewhat mystified look towards the trio.
-“Ah Shiina-san? Nothing much. We’re just talking about how you’re an ordinary girl.”
-“How did you end up talking about this…?’
-“Ahh, no, erm…it’s just that we’re talking about how you’re not the Angel but just an ordinary girl, Mahiru.”
-Amane pretended to forget what happened in the morning, and briefly mentioned what they discussed. “I see.” She nodded understandingly.
-“I know that I have become an idol in some way. That may be true.”
-Mahiru hushed her voice. Kuju and Hiiragi gave a look that practically screamed, ah yes.
-Since they spent much time with Kadowaki, they had seen many similar instances, and so they probably were concerned about Mahiru, who was the same kind of person as him.
-“But I am no longer concerned about what they say.”
-“Really?”
-“Yes…after all, I am fine if Amane-kun alone thinks I am an ordinary girl.”
-Amane, Kuju and Hiiragi were the only ones to hear this murmur, but it was overly destructive.
-Mahiru smiled bashfully, and her cheeks reddened slightly. Amane was not the only one mesmerized by her.
-He heard Kuju and Hiiragi next to him gasp. The passing students too stared at her face, completely dumbstruck.
-“…Fujimiya, control your girlfriend.”
-We have a lot of victims around us, Amane quietly agreed with that notion, but he too was helpless, for he was the biggest victim, and it took him lots of effort to suppress his pounding heart.
-“…Man, she’s completely lovestruck.”
-Kuju muttered in amazement, and Mahiru’s face remained red as her smile brightened in seemingly affirmation.
-“Amane-kun, what about lunch?”
-Once morning lessons ended, Mahiru went to Amane’s seat with two bentos in her bag.
-Amane wanted to eat with the usual gang, but he was hesitant, worried that he would cause them much trouble.
-On a side note, while he had ate together with Kuju and Hiiragi, whom he was on speaking terms with recently, they refused to join him for lunch, for despite being single, they did not want to get caught in the crossfire. Tragically, Amane could not deny this, since he did mess up during the break.
-“Hm. We’ll eat together if Itsuki and the others are fine.”
-“You think we won’t join you?”
-Itsuki, Chitose and Kadowaki approached Amane and Mahiru with wallets in hand, giving wry smiles.
-“Don’t make us look like we’re strangers. Just be normal.”
-“Itsuki…”
-“To be honest, I think it’s better for us to be around. Otherwise, you two will be too deadly without any brakes on.”
-“…I feel very conflicted.”
-Amane could understand Itsuki’s explanation, given how careless he and Mahiru were on this day, but the reversal of roles really had him feeling conflicted.
-Of course, Amane would not do what he did in the morning, but there was really a possibility that he or Mahiru could mess up. Itsuki’s worry was warranted.
-“Anyway, we’ll be the same as before.”
-“I hope Mahirun will continue to attack and escalate things though~”
-“People looking at them will be bothered. Look, you two are being so lovey-dovey…think about it.”
-“You too Kadowaki…?”
-“My face’s getting hot just looking at you two. Well, it’s for the best that you two are happy though.”
-Amane could not say anything as the smile was completely magnanimous. “Well, just make sure to watch yourselves, otherwise other people are going to be hurt.” Kadowaki quipped.
-It was obvious, given Kuju and Hiiragi’s reactions, so Amane nodded seriously.
-“…We’re going to the cafeteria, right? I don’t have a bento. Got to buy from there.”
-“Alright.”
-“Let’s go then~ what’s for today’s set meal special?”
-“I remember it’s fried chicken.”
-“Oh great. The fried chicken skin’s there’s coated thinly. it’s nice.”
-Itsuki grinned away as he waved his wallet and left. Feeling grateful for him, Amane followed.
-“…Amane-kun, this is your bento.”
-They occupied a table for five at the cafeteria, and once the others returned with their food, Mahiru took out a bento from her bag, and handed it to him.
-After that, Mahiru took out her own bento box. Amane’s share was a tad bigger than hers, and while he was not a big eater, a high school boy’s appetite would be much more than a girl’s, and Amane’s could satiate his appetite.
-“Oh, thanks.”
-“Mahirun’s bento is great~”
-“Not giving you anything.”
-“Miser~”
-Chitose puffed her cheeks cutely, “Shall I exchange some with you?” once Mahiru suggested, the balloon on the face quickly subsided.
-While Chitose was being immature, she showed a carefree smile, and her actions befitted her expression. Itsuki was relieved to see that.
-Amane watched the two girls talk as he opened the bento lid.
-It contained yesterday’s leftovers of simmered tomato chicken, spinach, buttered corn with soy sauce, boiled broccoli, mini tomatoes, wieners with octopus faces drawn, on, and the fried egg roll Amane liked.
-There were more main dishes, probably because Amane’s appetite was taken under consideration.
-Amane could eat anything, and while he liked vegetables, the presence of meat increased his appetite. Coupled with the egg roll he liked, he could feel himself gaining some vigor.
-“Are you fine with more egg roll there, Amane-kun?”
-“I think I can work hard over the entire afternoon with this.”
-“That is an exaggeration.”
-No I’m serious.”
-Amane really liked egg dishes, and this egg roll would energize him. The amount really was as he desired.
-Itadakimasu, he quickly prayed, giving his thanks for the food and Mahiru, and immediately reached his chopsticks for the egg roll.
-He put it in his mouth, and found it damp. He took a bite, and the stock oozed out, its flavor blending with a slight sweetness that had him smiling.
-The egg roll was so delicious, he found it a pity to swallow it immediately. He chewed on it slowly, savoring it.
-He should chew slowly, but a bigger reason was that he wanted to savor it more.
-Still the same as usual, Amane continued to eat the bento, clearly showing the joy on his face. Kadowaki marveled as he looked at Amane.
-“…You really are enjoying the food, Fujimiya.”
-“It’s really good.”
-“I know that. But Shiina-san’s definitely proud of herself when you’re eating it so deliciously.”
-Kadowaki called off to Mahiru, who smiled as she watched Amane. “Yes, I am very grateful. Amane-kun always says that my cooking is delicious.” She blushed and smiled.
-“The effort really has paid off.”
-“Well, I’ve been eating your cooking, and it’s really delicious.”
-“I have grasped your preferences, and shall continue to work hard.”
-“Just maintain it at this level.”
-“But I still wish to ensure that I meet your preferences completely.”
-“I’m fine with however you like it, Mahiru. Your cooking’s always delicious.”
-Amane showed no intention to leave Mahiru, and while he wanted her to match his preferences, he wanted to know more of hers.
-He did not want her to match his preferences completely, but that the two of them would come to a common ground. Amane had thought about matching her preferences.
-Amane nodded away happily as he ate the octopus wiener with the cute doodled face made out of sesame seeds. Mahiru’s shoulders shriveled as she showed a gaudy smile.
-Amane could not help but look around once he saw her face blushing inside her, and spotted Itsuki’s dumbfounded look.
-“…Man, what can we do when we can’t stop you two from flirting.”
-“…We aren’t flirting.”
-“So he says, Chii.”
-“Eh~ you’re saying that it’s not flirting, just the beginning?”
-“Say, you two?”
-“I don’t think this is really flirting when it’s a little more controlled than your antics in the classroom, but there’s no way for anyone else to interrupt you two.”
-Upon hearing that, Amane looked away from their table, to the surrounding seats, and found their peers and the upperclassmen boys looking at  them.
-While there was some murderous intent in their stares, they hastily looked away when Mahiru gave them a look. They really were easy to understand.
-Amane did not know whether he should be ashamed that the surrounding students could hear them, or delighted that they were able to fend the others off.
-He showed a crooked smile, and “I thought you did it on purpose…” Kadowaki muttered.
-“…Seriously, you two are on great terms, but be careful not to enter your own world that easily, okay?”
-Well, it worked out this time, he continued with some bewilderment, and Amane pursed his lips.
- It was a long day especially for Amane, probably because he was basking under the stares.
-While he did deliberately do that intimate act before his classmates, he was mentally worn out from the many eyes on him. Some of them were looking unfriendly, which made him all the more weary.
-Not all of them were negative however. Some were simply curious, and some were cheering them on.
-Most of the latter kind of stares were from the girls, and it showed how popular Mahiru was, in various senses.
-“Let’s go home, Mahiru.”
-He did not need to suffer various stares for the day, at least.
-Once the lessons ended for the day, Amane said so to Mahiru, who was preparing to go home.
-Neither Amane nor Mahiru joined any clubs. It would be troublesome if Mahiru actually joined one, and caused much imbalance in club membership. Thus, she did not.
-It was a choice she made while knowing her own popularity, but that fact made Amane sad.
-She did not mind however, “I met you because I did not join any club, Amane-kun…” and instead said such an adorable line, which made him embarrassed.
-“Yes, let us go home.”
-Mahiru finished packing her items, and showed a gentle smile, which in turn softened Amane’s expression
-He was delighted that they were finally able to go home together, since they used to go home separately back then.
-“I’ll be going back then.”
-Amane took Mahiru’s bag from the table as he called out to Itsuki next to him. Kadowaki was gone from the classroom as he had to attend club activities.
-“Yeah. I can’t bring myself to disturb the newlyweds, so you two can go home and go wild.”
-“Who are the newlyweds, you idiot?”
-“Wait, you two are an old couple.”
-“I don’t mean that.”
-What are you saying? Amane glared, but Itsuki did not seem to mind.
-Instead, he looked rather delighted, showing that usual frivolous look even in the face of Amane’s harsh stare.
-“Well, you clearly are. Don’t you think so too, Chii?”
-“Yeap~”
-“You two are annoying. So you’re saying we’re a bakauple?”
-“Yo, second gen bakauple, I get to call you this since I’m the first gen.”
-“You bastard.”
-“E-erm please calm down Amane-kun.”
-Amane was about to flick Itsuki in the forehead, but held back as Mahiru came to stop him.
-“Akazawa-san, please do not tease Amane-kun too much.”
-“Mahiru…”
-“Amane-kun is rather dishonest, and will pout if you tease him too much. Please exercise some restraint.”
-“Et tu Mahiru?”
-“I am joking.”
-Amane felt conflicted that even Mahiru joined in on the teasing. However, he could not stop her as she was giving her natural smile at school.
-In the past, she gave the textbook, beautiful smile that was hailed by everyone, and hid her true smile beneath. At this point, her smile and attitude was unhindered, and it was no wonder that he could not reproach her.
-Despite that, Amane was a little peeved that he could not pull a little payback, so he intended to keep teasing Mahiru once they got home.
-“Come on, Amane-kun, shall we head back?”
-Mahiru prompted somewhat hastily, as though she realized something. “Yeah sure.” Amane chuckled, and held her hand.
-“I think it is great that we can openly reveal our relationship. It allows us to go shopping together.”
-Mahiru noted quietly as she picked the ingredients for tonight’s dinner at the supermarket.
-A supermarket was not usually a place student couples would visit, but neither Amane nor Mahiru had any plans to date, and since they had to prepare dinner, they came here.
-“Well, we couldn’t come here together the last time.”
-“Yes. Now we can openly shop for items, and so on.”
-“Yeah. If needed, we can just discuss what we’re going to eat.”
-Amane would usually discuss with Mahiru beforehand what they would eat, but henceforth, they could discuss this immediately if he had a sudden desire to eat something.
-They originally intended to have Japanese food, but once Amane saw the daily set meal at the cafeteria, he had a craving for fried chicken, so Mahiru went to fulfill his wish.
-Mahiru chose the chicken thighs, and put them into the basket Amane was holding. “I think it is better to have some fish tomorrow after some meat.” It appeared she was thinking about the next day’s dinner.
-“What shall we have for tomorrow?”
-“Anything…but you’ll be troubled if I say this, right? Well, I want some horse mackerel.”
-“I believe it is the perfect season for it, yes. Some Nanbanzuke horse mackerel. Not too sour, I suppose?”
-“Yeah.”
-You know me well, Amane chuckled, “I have cooked for you for half a year after all.” Mahiru retorted.
-It was true that since they ate together for half a year, she naturally knew of his likes. Speaking of which, it had been half a year since the two of them got involved, but lots of various events happened, and Amane was amazed by that.
-“…We’re dating after half a year. That’s amazing.”
-“It does feel like a long time to me? You really are a blockhead, Amane-kun, to notice and pretend not to.”
-“Ugh…I’m sorry.”
-“Fufu. I am not intending to bully you…I am fine with knowing that you like me.”
-Mahiru giggled impishly, which left Amane uncomfortable. Truth be told, the problem was that Amane was indecisive, and had to bear the brunt of his mistake fully.
-“Erm, I’ll express my love properly after this.”
-“Yes, so will I.”
-“…It’ll be tough for me if you continue to be like this, Mahiru.”
-“Tough?”
-“…Don’t turn me into a wolf.”
-Amane’s sanity might go on strike if Mahiru continued to fawn over him, so he hoped she would contain herself.
-It appeared she understood the intent of these words, and her face turned red, sounding like a steam engine. “I-I shall take note of that…” she whispered with a fading voice, “Ok.” and Amane nodded back, trying his back to not let his face turn red.
-“E-erm, Amane-kun…”
-Mahiru sounded doubtful in Amane’s clutches, and Amane did not answer as he wrapped his arms around her body.
-He hugged her after dinner, as retaliation for her teasing him, but he felt it was torture to himself.
-Mahiru would basically accept anything Amane would do to her. He could casually hold her hand, or pat her head, or even hug her, and she would not loath it.
-She would not be repulsed even if Amane kept sniffing at Mahiru’s sweet scent or embraced her to enjoy her soft body. She would always say “I like it when you do this, Amane-kun.” and allow him to, as long as he did not go overboard.
-If Amane planned to retaliate against Mahiru, who had permitted him to act to some extent, he too would have to bear some damage. One had to say that he was not hurting Mahiru at all; his sanity was under attack.
-“What is with this out of a sudden, Amane-kun…?”
-“…This is retaliation for what you did at school.”
-“Retaliation?”
-“You teased me, so now I’ll tease you back.”
-“But this makes me happy.”
-“I guessed so.”
-Amane himself was enjoying this, and he too wondered what he should do next.
-Truth be told, Amane had no guts to attack Mahiru.
-Personality-wise, they were neither capable of taking the initiative, nor following the lead. They were the type to take it step by step, slowly approached each other, to touch each other hesitantly and get used to each other. It was hard for them to go on the offensive.
-“…But seriously, this position is making me embarrassed enough.”
-Amane accidentally blurted out his true thoughts. As expected, a single embrace required courage, and he was embarrassed. He was working hard, trying to ensure that he could touch her outright, but he could not do anything about his heart that was pounding wildly.
-Upon hearing his words, Mahiru blinked away.
-“…I cannot say I am not ashamed.”
-“Eh?”
-“After all, I feel relieved and comfortable to have you touching me like this, Amane-kun, but I do feel embarrassed…erm, my heart flutters.”
-“I can’t tell from your face though.”
-“…Will you not laugh at me if you can see it?”
-“Laugh at you…? I think I’ll just look at your face and find you cute.”
-Amane might retaliate, but it was more likely that Mahiru’s embarrassed self would be so adorable, his heart would be writhing.
-She was cute in appearance, voice, gesture, personality, and obviously, she would be cute if she was bashful. Amane, who was sunk several times on this day, could easily conclude this.
-Once he answered her seriously, Mahiru closed her eyes, and headbutted Amane’s chest.
-“It-it is because you always say such things…this is the bad thing about you, Amane-kun.”
-“Which part?”
-“…You have no self-awareness at all.”
-“No, you’re the one not realizing that you’re out to kill, Mahiru.”
-“That is not true. You have so much destructive power, Amane-kun.”
-She rolled her forehead about, clinging close while wrapping her arms around Amane, “I suppose it is due to Shuuto-san’s teachings.” she muttered.
-Amane did not understand why his father’s name was mentioned.
-Nevertheless, there was no doubt that Mahiru was being embarrassed. In a certain sense, the payback worked.
-If he said anything more, Mahiru might never lift her head again. He remained silent as he patted her head.

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