While I Was Giving Love Advice to My Best Friend, the School's Most Beautiful Girl Somehow Became the Closest Person to Me-Chapter 1Volume .8 - The Most Popular Girl at School Has Her Eye On Me
The Most Popular Girl at School Has Her Eye On Me
Before we knew it, the time had nearly reached 18:00.
A notification sound ‘pinged’ from Asahina-san’s smartphone, and she turned her gaze to it.
“Ah.”
A groan escaped her lips, and I involuntarily shuddered. Asahina-san slumped over the table.
“What’s wrong?”
In my field of vision, Asahina-san’s platinum blonde hair spread out.
Such beautiful hair. I wondered if she would let me touch it if I were a girl while waiting for Asahina-san to speak.
“Shizuku said… she’s going shopping with the Gardening Club members today, so she’s heading home first.”
“Oh?”
“She chose the Gardening Club over me… I’m sad. Shizuku-tan, I’m lonely.”
“You’re not even trying to hide it anymore.”
“I’ve already shown you my embarrassing side… It’s too late now. Hmph.”
You don’t have to say it so confidently.
Apparently, Asahina-san had been going home with Otsuki-san every day after club activities. She killed time in this cafe, then returned to school to go home with Otsuki-san.
The most popular girl in school, who led such an inconvenient school life that she couldn’t join any clubs and had to kill time in a cafe, surprisingly had a surprisingly cheerful personality.
“It’s getting dark. Shall we head home?”
After settling the bill, Asahina-san and I left the cafe.
It was the time when the sun had already set and streetlights began to light up, one by one.
We had stayed longer than I thought.
“Four pancakes really do come at a good price.?”
I could have acted manly and treated her, but unfortunately, I couldn’t quite bring myself to spend a four-digit amount on sweets I hadn’t even eaten.
I only paid for the coffee I drank.
“I was the one who invited you, so I could have paid for the coffee too.”
“I couldn’t let you do that… Have you been working part-time or something?”
The master mentioned earlier that she doesn’t come when she’s busy with work
“Yes, I’m tutoring a daughter of one of my father’s acquaintances. It’s only twice a week, though.”
“Being a tutor in high school is impressive… but I can see why with your academic abilities, Asahina-san.”
“The student is a girl too, so it’s quite comfortable.”
I wonder if her conversational skills were honed through her tutoring job. Even though it’s with a girl, I’m really envious of those who get to call Asahina-san ‘Sensei’.
Well then…
“Is this where we part ways? It would be troublesome if a classmate saw us together. Should I go in the opposite direction just to be safe?”
Asahina-san remained silent while staring at me. Did I say something wrong?
“Which way is your house, Kogure-kun? The front gate or the back gate?”
“The front gate side.”
“Then it’s the same as mine. You take the bus, right? Let’s walk to the bus stop together.”
“Is that okay? What if someone sees us?”
“At this time is fine. Even if someone sees us, we can just say that we’re classmates happened to go home together.”
“I don’t mind if Asahina-san is okay with it.”
“Besides,”
Asahina-san started walking on the sidewalk while talking to me.
“I found myself wanting to talk more with you, Kogure-kun.”
She said with an innocent smile that was so charming I couldn’t help but catch my breath.
Even though the sun had set, the platinum blonde of her hair didn’t lose its luster. It looked even more beautiful under the streetlights.
I could feel myself getting captivated by her, and I understood why so many boys harbored feelings for her.
“I’ll tell you all about the wonderful things about Shizuku!” she exclaimed
But no one knew that her true nature was that of a disappointing beauty.
“Sigh… Asahina-san, you’re like Otsuki-san’s missionary.”
“Not wrong. Maybe I’m like Xavier but exclusively for Shizuku.”
“It’s almost like a religion at this point.”
Our conversation flowed smoothly with lively interjections, and that’s when it happened.
“Alisa!”
A voice called out to us as we walked down the street. I looked towards the opposite side of the street and saw a high school girl in a uniform that wasn’t from our school.
Asahina-san’s face softened into a gentle expression, the kind she had when she felt at ease.
The girl crossed the street and came over to us.
“It’s rare to see you around here.”
“There’s a nice shop around here that I often stop by after school.”
She explained as she chatted familiarly with Asahina-san. The girl had medium-length hair that reached her shoulders and slightly upturned eyes that were striking.
Her features were well-defined, and she was as cute as Asahina-san standing next to her.
The most notable feature was probably her physique. She was about the same height as me, around 170 centimeters, yet her limbs seemed longer than mine.
But that face… I feel like I’ve seen it somewhere before.
The girl glanced at me briefly.
“Hope I’m not intruding you two.”
She said with a mischievous tone.
I was curious to see how Asahina-san would react to such a comment, so I took a quick peek.
“Don’t say silly things. I would tell you and Shizuku right away if I had a boyfriend, so you should know that’s not the case.”
“Well, that’s true.”
I thought it still felt a bit sad despite it being the expected response.
There was too much of a gap between Asahina-san and me. Things might be different if I had looks on par with someone like Reo.
“But it’s rare to see Alisa, who’s not good with boys, walking with one.”
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Asahina-san is not good with boys?
That can’t be true. She’s incredibly assertive with them.
It’s hard to believe, but Asahina-san quickly stepped forward to join the girl’s side.
“He is…”
She quietly whispered into the girl’s ear.
“Really?”
The girl then stared at me with a devilish expression on her face.
“You’ve got good taste to be interested in Shizuku.”
It’s kind of embarassing. It seemed like the false news that I had a crush on Otsuki-san was spreading.
This is how girls tease you, I guess.
“I’m Mizuhara Kokoro. Alisa and Shizuku’s childhood friend.”
The girl smiled. So that was the relationship.
Now that I think about it, the name Mizuhara Kokoro and that face… I saw her on TV recently.
That’s right, she was…
“You’re the local high school girl who was selected as an Olympic swimming candidate.”
“Oh, you know me? Maybe because I was interviewed on the news recently.”
I had seen that news.
Mizuhara-san from our district had set a new Japanese record, making headlines and becoming a hot topic. She was popular among the boys because of her good looks too.
I never imagined she was Asahina-san’s childhood friend. Now that I look at it again, Mizuhara-san’s uniform seemed like from a nearby strong sports school.
