I Accidentally Sent a Love Letter to the School's Most Prestigious Young Lady Instead of My Childhood Friend, and Now She's Bowing to Me, Asking, "Please Date Me—On the Premise of Marriage!" - 12

It was that evening in my room.

Haru had barged in and, pointing, commanded, “Sit there,” so I was kneeling seiza-style in front of her.

Haru stood imposingly, looking down at me. She hurled her words at me with an oppressive tone, dripping with unbearable displeasure.

“It’s painful to see you two being all lovey-dovey at school, you know.”

“…………”

I couldn’t come up with an excuse and remained silent.

“You let her copy your homework, you chat amiably. And on top of that, you even do the ‘ahhn’ thing with her lunch. Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

As Haru pressed me again, I finally tried to explain, thinking this was just too one-sided.

“I’m just playing the part of a nominal, temporary fiancée, on my end.”

“Even so, you were walking home together, just like real lovers, weren’t you?”

“After school… You were watching…?”

“I was watching! Following you secretly from behind made me feel like I was the sneaky homewrecker, and it was so frustrating!”

“Well, I suppose that means you’re capable of seeing yourself objectively…”

“Ahh!!”

“I’m sorry, my apologies, it was nothing!!”

I bowed my head low in apology to Haru, who had snarled at me in a manner unbecoming of a beautiful girl, like some kind of thug.

However, Haru’s dissatisfaction still hadn’t subsided.

“You looked so happy. Do you think you can fool me?”

“… I felt that Shion-san has her own feelings too, you know.”

“If you like Shion that much, why not switch sides? She’s probably willing too, so why not just get together already?”

Haru showed an irritated face. Her eyes were slightly teary, and while I felt sorry, I also found it kind of cute.

“I won’t switch sides. I want Haru, the girl I grew up with all along. The one I went to festivals with, played with in the park getting all muddy, shared snacks with, and even though we were actually really curious about each other’s bodies, pretended to be aloof while taking baths together. I like Shion-san, but if I were forced to choose one, I’d choose Haru.”

“…………”

Haru’s face turned red, and she looked away to hide her embarrassment.

She was pouting, but she kept glancing at me and then looking away.

This time, changing both her volume and tone, Haru continued.

“Can’t you… talk to Shion-san a bit more…? Ask her to tone down the obvious contact…?”

“I have my own obligations too. Shion-san has her position, and I can’t just disregard her feelings.”

“… Aahh!! This is so annoying!!”

Haru grabbed her head with both hands and ruffled her hair.

Then—suddenly, she started taking off her blouse, and her upper body was left in just a white bra…

“Hey… What are you doing!!”

“I’m creating a fait accompli. I thought if I did that, all this frustration would just vanish.”

As she spoke, she undid the hook of her skirt, and before I knew it, she was down to just her underwear.

“That’s no good! I talked with Shion-san behind the school building too, and we decided to respect the temporary lover contract until graduation. We won’t advance the relationship on our own. Kissing is as far as we’re allowed. I can’t betray that.”

“Yuu, you don’t want to do it with me? I… it’s embarrassing to say, but I’m a healthy teenage girl, so my body feels restless, you know.”

“No, I wanna do it!”

I was honest with Haru too.

“Then there’s no reason to hesitate!”

“We made a contract, right! No sneaky homewrecker moves! I wanna do it with Haru, honestly!!”

“… For being honest…”

Haru seemed to have returned to her senses, hiding her body with her arms and fidgeting.

—Then, suddenly, she perked up as if reacting to something.

“I’ve got it!”

She turned a bright, excited face toward me.

“My club, the Literature Club! Join it! It’s just me, the club president, and one ghost-member underclassman!”

With momentum, she spread her arms wide and tried to hug me with her erotic, underwear-clad body.

“Join the Literature Club!”

She looked up at me from below, pleadingly.

“…What would joining the Literature Club accomplish? Are you planning to stop me and Shion-san from walking home together or something?”

“That’s part of it, but… A refuge!”

“A refuge…?”

I didn’t understand what Haru meant.

Her eyes sparkled as if she’d suddenly found a way out, but I had no idea at the time that this would be the beginning of the problem.