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!" - 27

For a while after that, the three of us remained in a state of stalemate.

We had our morning conversations and lunchtime bento breaks, but nothing particularly lovey-dovey.

My after-school meetings with Haru also lacked excitement these days.

Both Shion-san and Haru were watching each other’s moves, gauging how to proceed. Such relatively stressful days continued until one particular scene in the clubroom after class.

“I want to do it…”

Only Shion-san and I were in the clubroom. She had made tea for us, and we were relaxing on the sofa together.

When Shion-san let out these words as if they’d spilled from her, I asked in return.

“…Do what?”

“Sex.”

With the same casualness as answering whether one wants bread or rice for breakfast, Shion-san had uttered this.

“While calmly drinking tea together like this has its own charm, sometimes I want to bare my instincts and let loose. But it’s not about just doing it with anyone, is it? I want Yuu-sama’s heart too.”

Shion-san sighed as if facing a difficult problem.

In my heart, I retorted, “You’re always letting loose…” but of course, Shion-san couldn’t hear that.

Then Shion-san turned to face me with a serious expression and asked:

“Yuu-sama, are you doing it?”

“Huh? You mean… sex?”

“No. I mean by yourself. Are you imagining me or Haru-san and tormenting us in your imagination?”

“………”

I found myself staring intently at Shion-san.

Was she seriously asking, or was this a joking tease?

From her expression, I could only think she was genuine.

Her tendency to make completely unexpected remarks with a straight face was both Shion-san’s strength and weakness, her defining characteristic…

“By the way, I imagine being tormented by Yuu-sama when I do it by myself. After all, I’m a healthy high school girl in the prime of my adolescence.”

Without blushing in embarrassment or shyly averting her eyes. Shion-san asked directly, wanting to know.

“So, how about it? Are you doing it, Yuu-sama?”

“………”

I turned my face away.

Though I knew her true nature was different, looking only at her appearance, she seemed like a proper young lady. Being asked face-to-face like that, it was hard to answer “Yes, I’m doing it.”

Instead, while glancing at her briefly, I said something else.

“Are you… that interested in that?”

“I am. Your feelings and actions, what you’re thinking and feeling. Ultimately, I’m interested in your daily life too.”

Shion-san stared at me with eyes full of curiosity and expectation.

I couldn’t withstand that gaze.

Thinking she’d keep staring if I didn’t answer, I half-desperately blurted out:

“Fine, I’ll tell you! I’m doing it! I’m doing it! Using Shion-san and Haru as material, I’m messing you up in my imagination and having my way with you! Are you happy now?!”

“Yes! Thank you! I’m satisfied with your words just now!”

Shion-san’s face broke into a smile.

“As expected of Yuu-sama, a young man your age. You are interested in women. I’m relieved. If you were to say women don’t matter to you, I’d be unsure how to approach you.”

Shion-san shone her sparkling eyes at me.

Since our love hotel date when we made our resolution, she’d become even more unreserved than before, or perhaps more free-spirited.

The guys at school worship her as ‘Princess,’ but honestly, she can be a bit overwhelming at times, I groaned inwardly.

“Imagining is fun too, but next time I want to do it with the real thing, ♡“

Shion-san smiled sweetly, and I held my head in my hands… Such was one day’s events in the clubroom.