join p atreon.com/KeyofStars and become a Sequence 9: Reader for hundreds of additional chapters and over a dozen stories
Faced with the girl's confession, Kitahara Makoto remembered what Nijika had said last night, so he went into repeat mode:
"I'm sorry, Anon-san is very cute, but I already…"
"Wait a moment!" Chihaya Anon interrupted angrily, "What is Kitahara-kun talking about?!"
Kitahara Makoto was startled:
"Isn't Anon-san confessing to me?"
"It's not a confession!" Chihaya Anon puffed out her pink cheeks and couldn't help but exclaim, "What I just said was clearly 'Boyfriend for one day'! Just one day, okay?!"
Kitahara Makoto: "My apologies, I misheard."
"…"
So annoying!
Super annoying!
Chihaya Anon felt her teeth itch, wanting to bite someone.
She was a super cute beautiful girl. If she really confessed to him, he should be full of joy and excitement, right?
But he just rejected her right away. Don't I have any dignity?!
"So, Anon-san, what's the matter?"
Kitahara Makoto asked curiously.
"Hmph…"
Chihaya Anon clenched her fists, took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to annihilate Kitahara Makoto, and said with puffed cheeks:
"Kitahara-kun, do you remember the girl who took pictures outside the window yesterday when we were eating hotpot?"
Kitahara Makoto nodded slightly: "Is she your friend?"
"She's a junior from my old middle school." Chihaya Anon bit her lower lip, her tone resentful. "After she took the photo, she wasn't sure if it was me, so she sent the photo to my friends."
At this point, Chihaya Anon's pretty face flushed slightly, and she bit her silver teeth, saying:
"And the angle of that photo was too weird; it looked as if Kitahara-kun and I were… having intimate contact!"
Kitahara Makoto understood and said softly:
"Anon-san wants me to help explain?"
"If explaining worked, I wouldn't bother Kitahara-kun." Chihaya Anon puffed out her pink cheeks, her tone resentful. "No matter what I say, my friends don't believe me. Now it's impossible to clear my name, and… they insist on meeting Kitahara-kun."
"Wait." Kitahara Makoto said speechlessly, "Why do your friends want to see me?"
"Because they're convinced that Kitahara-kun and I are dating, and they're very curious about what kind of boy Kitahara-kun is. If I don't satisfy their curiosity, they might even come to the school…" Chihaya Anon's pretty face flushed, and she looked away, whispering, "Um, Kitahara-kun, are you free these next few days?"
Chihaya Anon clasped her hands together, looking up pitifully:
"If you're free, could I trouble Kitahara-kun to help out and pretend to be my boyfriend for one day to deal with my friends?"
Kitahara Makoto: "…"
Good heavens!
She actually wants him to pretend to be her boyfriend. That sounds too melodramatic!
"Just once, just once!" Chihaya Anon held up one finger and promised, "We only need to have one gathering to satisfy their curiosity. Afterwards, I'll just say that Kitahara-kun cheated and fell in love with another girl, and then we broke up!"
He hasn't even become her boyfriend yet, and he's already destined to cheat in the future, is that it!
Kitahara Makoto's lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but retort:
"Why isn't it that Anon-san fell in love with someone else?"
Chihaya Anon raised her chin, revealing her fair, slender neck, and said proudly: "Because a beautiful girl would never cheat while dating!"
"…"
Faced with Chihaya Anon's pitiful plea, plus the universal exchange coupon he had just signed, Kitahara Makoto hesitated for a moment but still agreed:
"Helping is not a problem, but I don't have time today."
"It's good that Kitahara-kun agreed." Chihaya Anon breathed a sigh of relief and said clearly, "The middle school I attended is very far away, and it's inconvenient to meet on a school day, so we can just meet on the weekend. At that time, I'll also need to give Kitahara-kun a makeover in advance…"
"Then it's a deal." Chihaya Anon lifted her pretty face, "Kitahara-kun, you can't stand me up then, okay?"
Kitahara Makoto nodded: "It's a deal."
Chihaya Anon took out her phone and leaned closer. The girl's delicate fragrance wafted into Kitahara Makoto's nostrils: "Let's exchange contact information first. If there's anything else, we can contact each other promptly on our phones."
"…"
After exchanging contact information, the two parted ways.
The four morning classes passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was lunchtime.
The bell rang.
Kita Ikuyo quickly sent a message: "Kitahara-kun, let's go to the sports storage room. Our bentos are already prepared."
Kitahara Makoto had originally suggested going to the school rooftop, but the weather was already getting hot, and Kita was worried about getting sunburned. They finally decided to eat their bentos in the sports storage room in the corner of the playground.
"Got it."
After replying to Kita, Kitahara Makoto put away his phone and walked out unhurriedly.
Although it wasn't yet the height of summer, walking towards the playground, he was already lightly sweating. Kitahara Makoto pondered for a moment, then turned and walked to a vending machine, bought two cold drinks, and only then headed to the sports storage room.
"Kitahara-kun, come in, come in." Kita Ikuyo had already arrived at the sports storage room. Seeing Kitahara Makoto push open the door, she quickly waved, "The storage room really is empty."
Kitahara Makoto walked into the sports storage room and closed the door. The room immediately darkened, with only a window on the wall letting in sunlight, forming a bright Tyndall effect in the room.
"Here."
Kitahara Makoto held a can of iced fruit juice and lightly touched it against Kita Ikuyo's face.
"Ah—!!"
Kita Ikuyo's body suddenly trembled, and she nearly jumped up. Her small face quickly puffed up like a pufferfish, and she looked up and shouted:
"How… how mean!"
"It's just a drink." Kitahara Makoto sat down beside Kita, "Where's my bento?"
"It's in my bag. If everyone saw me bringing two bentos, someone would definitely ask questions…" Kita Ikuyo lowered her head, opened her backpack, took out two bentos, and whispered, "Kitahara-kun sent the message so suddenly, I didn't have time to prepare properly. Luckily, there were ingredients Mom bought yesterday in the fridge… Here, for you."
Kitahara Makoto took the bento box and opened it. He had expected it to be simple, but it was surprisingly good: fried chicken, seaweed rolls, cherry tomatoes, broccoli, small sausages… Regardless of the taste, at least it looked very appealing.
"How is it? How is it?"
Kita Ikuyo lifted her small face, her eyes bright with anticipation, her face clearly screaming 'praise me quickly'.
"Not bad, the bento is very cute." Kitahara Makoto naturally wouldn't be stingy with praise, and said warmly, "It looks delicious at first glance."
"Eh heh~"
Kita Ikuyo immediately cheered up after receiving the praise.
"However…" Kitahara Makoto turned to look at her, "Kita-san, did you forget something?"
"Eh?" Kita Ikuyo froze, "What did I forget?"
Kitahara Makoto extended his right hand: "Why didn't you give me chopsticks?"
"Chopsticks…" Kita Ikuyo blinked, lowered her head, and rummaged through her backpack. Suddenly, she looked up, looking pitifully at him, "Oh no, oh no, I rushed out and forgot to prepare an extra pair of chopsticks… What should I do?"
Kitahara Makoto pondered for two seconds, then quickly said:
"You eat your bento first, and then give me the chopsticks to use when you're done."
Kita Ikuyo's small face quickly flushed red: "Then, then wouldn't that be an indirect kiss?!"
"Then what do you suggest?" Kitahara Makoto retorted, "It's too late to go back and get chopsticks now, isn't it?"
"Th-that…" Kita's small face was crimson, and she stammered, twisting her fingers, "Or, or I could use my hands…"
join p atreon.com/KeyofStars and become a Sequence: 9 Reader for hundreds of additional chapters and over a dozen stories