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The day after inviting Kirishima home and my sister pulling that confusing stunt about appendicitis.
Perhaps because the holidays finally start tomorrow, even though it’s before morning homeroom, the classroom buzzes with my classmates’ energy.
What reaches my ears is cheerful commotion.
Amidst it all, I sat alone, staring at my phone screen, lost in thought───
‘About this weekend’s date, is there anywhere you’d like to go? If not, I’ll just make plans on my own… I’ve never been on a date with a guy before, so I’d love to hear your thoughts.’
…What kind of places do you go on a date?
Unfortunately, I don’t exactly have a wealth of romantic experience. Dates? That would be the time with Shiori-san, really.
Well, I’m not even sure if that counted as a date, and if we’re talking about going out alone with a girl, then it would also include Yuzuki.
But going out with her was pretty much always just shopping, so I have no idea what kind of place would actually qualify as a date.
(Just picking somewhere random… that feels weird too. I want Kirishima to enjoy herself.)
She’s dedicating her first day off in ages to a date with me. Honestly, I want her to have a good time.
But where would a girl actually enjoy going?
“What’s up, Tsukasa? You look deep in thought.”
Lost in my worries, a guy suddenly sat down in front of me.
A guy who perfectly fits the image of a refreshing, likable young man—Sasaki Ikuto.
We’ve known each other since freshman year; he’s my friend.
“…Things happened, and I need some advice.”
“Hmm…”
Come to think of it, didn’t Yamada from our class get a girlfriend recently? “Recently” means they’d been getting close until just now—
“Hey, how about making Yamada the theme for today’s dirty talk session?”
“Bringing up a guy’s name for dirty talk with such a serious face… so you’ve finally woken up to that side of things, huh?”
“I haven’t woken up to anything!”
For some reason, the word “finally” made me feel quite indignant.
“Well, jokes aside… this is pretty sudden, huh? Yamada just got a girlfriend, so the dirty talk session should be pretty lively, right?”
“Exactly, that’s the story I want to hear. Especially the date-related stuff.”
“So, you mean either Kirishima-san or Minase-san asked you out on a date, and you’re agonizing over where to go?”
“Why do you jump to conclusions so fast?”
We haven’t even gotten into the specifics yet.
“Isn’t that it?”
“It’s Kirishima.”
“That’s exactly it.”
If you already know, this will be quick. I definitely need this guy’s help here.
“Well, picking a date spot is pretty tough… You know, forcing your preferences on them is boring, and places with long waits are prone to awkward silences or arguments.”
“That’s exactly what I’m worried about.”
“It’s tricky, huh?”
Ikuto said this with a somewhat amused smile.
“…Is something wrong?”
“No, I just think this topic alone could get pretty lively.”
Stop it.
“We could get two tasty topics just from before and after the date.”
Please stop it.
“Listen, if you do that, the next topic will be yours—”
“Tsukkun, Tsukkun!”
Just as I was about to warn the amused-looking Ikuto, a voice suddenly called out from behind me.
Turning around, I saw my childhood friend, looking as cute as ever in her slightly rumpled uniform.
Only, for some reason, her hair was neatly down today, making her look a little different.
“Tsukkun, do you have a hair tie? I suspect I might have left my spare one at your place yesterday or something.”
“Ah, I brought one.”
“You’re the best, Tsukkun♪”
Come to think of it, I always bring one just in case.
I’m sure it’s in my bag—
“Heave-ho, then.”
“…Why are you sitting next to me?”
“Well then, let’s get started!”
Ugh, this girl. She’s totally trying to get some guy to tie her hair up.
“Can’t you do it yourself? Or ask that model-type girl from the class next door who’s actually in school today?”
“…There’s a deep reason for this.”
“Oh?”
Honestly, I don’t mind touching Yuzuki’s hair now.
But I’m a guy. I’m not used to tying hair, and it’ll probably end up looking messy.
Still, a deep reason to let me do it… I can’t help but be a little curious.
“If I leave it to Tsukkun, that hairstyle will be the one Tsukkun likes… meaning I can naturally find out Tsukkun’s preferences!”
Does this girl not consider that I can’t properly tie hair?
“Minase-san, you’ve become quite proactive compared to a little while ago.”
“I’ve given up on pretending! If I stay shy, conquering Prince Charming will be tough!”
“………………”
“Well, Prince Charming?”
I wish they’d have that conversation somewhere I’m not… Honestly, I have no idea how to react.
(…Still though)
Hair, huh.
I don’t want to ruin Yuzuki’s cuteness, so I can’t mess up. I need to make sure it’s a proper hairstyle.
But I need to get this done quickly before these guys start bringing up awkward topics.
Besides—
‘That guy’s tying Minase san’s hair…?’
‘So jealous… The way he’s flaunting it is infuriating.’
‘Let’s make that guy today’s dirty talk session topic. And call in someone who knows how to write a will.’
───I have no idea why wills are suddenly part of my agenda, but I feel like letting the surrounding crowd get any more hyped is dangerous.
So, I promptly pulled a hair tie from my bag and reached for Yuzuki’s hair.
Then—
“Speaking of which, Tsukkun… you’re going on a date with Ku-chan soon, right?”
Yuzuki, her head resting on my shoulder, suddenly said that.
Hearing that, I felt a little awkward.
(Oh, right… I did tell Yuzuki and Shiori about it.)
Knowing how Yuzuki felt, I hesitated over how to respond.
Even though we weren’t dating, she probably wouldn’t be happy about it.
Times like this, I should have been the one to bring it up first. I felt utterly pathetic.
“Have fun!”
“Huh?”
“Ku-chan, she has been so busy lately… I want you to have fun!”
But she didn’t seem to care about my feelings.
Yuzuki finished her sentence with a smile, not a trace of discomfort in her words.
“…Is that okay?”
“It’s not a question of okay or not. Ku-chan told me about it. Besides, I want to sit next to you by fighting fairly and squarely, not by kicking someone else out of the seat.”
Unconsciously, her eyes widened slightly in surprise.
In stark contrast to her pathetic self, her feelings were sincere and straightforward.
It was a statement that embodied exactly what kind of girl Minase Yuzuki was.
And precisely because of that───
“Alright, since my childhood friend said something so nice, I’ll braid her hair with all my might.”
“Yeah, okay, okay!”
My hands touched her hair, and my determination flowed into them naturally.
“I see, Tsukasa prefers low buns, huh?”
“That advanced technique of adding a twist… it feels so practiced…!”
Thanks, nee san.
The skills you always make me practice made Yuzuki look adorable.
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