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https://ncode.syosetu.com/n9531ga/63/\n\nEpisode 63: Whatâs so Special About Me?
âSee you later Rankoâ
âSee you tomorrow~â
âYeah, see yaâ
The doors shut behind us while Ranko sees us off, and the train begins its move towards the next station. Once the birthday party finished, we parted ways with everyone one by one until finally it was just me and Saki. There were a lot of empty seats available after that last station, but I chose to stay standing.Â
I think my position in her heart has become special once again since Iâm the one who thought up todayâs surprise party, but how can I be sure?Â
A spider web of expectations and anxieties intertwined with each other in a corner of my heart. But I cannot let any doubts hold me back here. I have a chance now that there are only two of us here. I have to use this opportunity to shake her heart again.Â
âDid you enjoy todayâs party?â
âYeah! I had no idea you even knew when my birthday was~!â
I struck up a conversation shortly after the train doors closed. Obviously the topic would be centred on todayâs event.Â
Saki answered with a big smile while hugging the bag containing the stuffed animal tightly to her chest. I did a guts pose in my heart. I have been in the middle of a match with this fancily dressed girl, and I somehow came out on top.Â
âThank goodness you liked it. I came up with the idea when we became friends and exchanged contacts. I was hoping youâd be surprised.â
I gave her a wink as I mentioned my plans, and her cheeks blushed red for an instant. Iâm glad sheâs conscious of it.
âSo youâve been thinking about this since then?â
âThatâs right. Thatâs also why I put a rush on getting a club room. I wanted to surprise you and make today special.â
I answered honestly. And as a result, Sakiâs gentle smile turned to an inquisitive one.Â
âWhy go that far?â
ââŠâŠBecause, Saki is special.â
âSpecialâŠ..why?â
She tilted her head and repeated the question. However, if I tell her the truth, âFor no other reason than when I saw your sweet, sparkling eyes, I wanted to do my best,â she might think Iâm only interested in her because sheâs pretty.Â
ThereforeâŠ..
âIâŠ..â
âAhâ
The wind suddenly picked up. Her long wavy hair was being blown into her face, and her body leaned up against mine. What good timing.Â
âI wonder whyâ
I brushed my hand against her forehead to get the hair out of her eyes. The crimson tinge to her cheeks proved it was as effective as I thought it would be.Â
You could tell by her trembling lips she was unsettled. She seemed to be trying to say something, but her voice wasnât coming out.
âFufu. You really are cute Sakiâ
I placed my palm on her cheek and smiled. Sheâs so amazingly cute even without any makeup, of course sheâd be special.Â
âGeez! You-! Youâre always saying cute this and cute that!â
âAh, you noticed?â
Her mood had switched to anger since she couldnât come up with a good response, so I decided to play the fool for a bit.Â
âBut, itâs true though?â
â~~~!â
But when I turned around and gave my line with a straight face, Saki tried gently pushing my back at the same timeâŠâŠhey princess, thatâs my chest.Â
When Saki noticed she didnât immediately let go, instead opting to feel them for a bit.Â
âS-SurprisingâŠ..â
âYouâre that interested?â
I could only give a bitter laugh. I didnât like how big my chest had gotten. They are heavy and make it harder to run. Plus buying the right size bras are a pain.Â
âHas these and so handsomeâŠ..â
âEh, what?â
âNothing~âŠ..â
âCâmon, what was itââ
Did she call me handsome? I donât naturally have the looks, so Iâm kind of sensitive about this kind of stuff. I had to put in a lot of work for the sake of my high school debut.Â
That aside, sheâs been getting pretty flustered around me despite acting so nonchalant before. This could be a good sign. Although, I still donât know why she gets finicky whenever Iâm nice to Ranko.Â
When we left the main street leading to the train station and turned into a more residential area, Saki and I began playing like a couple of birds, poking and nudging each other on our way home.Â