I Was Approached By The Most Beautiful Girl in School
After school, I picked up my shoe from the shoe box and was on my way to leave when I saw Saito standing at the doorway.
Our eyes met. No, I felt like it did.
Iâve only interacted with her once yesterday, and Iâm sure she had no more business with me.
She probably doesnât remember that Iâm the one who gave her the handbook back. She mustâve forgotten about this mob character.
Just as I was walking her, I thought that it wasnât me who she was waiting for.
[Can I have a moment?]
The voice was dignified and clear as day.
The tone itself wasnât soft, but it was less cold compared to the one yesterday, and it reached my ears.
[Eh, me?]
What could she be doing here? Itâs probably related to yesterday but I had no idea.
âŠ. Maybe I returned the notebook properly, but some of the contents were torn, and she came to complain?
[Just so you know, I didnât tear any part of your notebook. If there was a scratch it would be when you dropped it. I didnât do it]
To avoid any complaints, I tried to check the situation ahead of time. But it seems I missed the point. And Saito shook her head.
[Hmm? The student notebook is still intact and clean though?]
[Eh, is that so? Then what do you want?]
Iâm embarrassed that I was wrong.
I canât think of anything that isnât related to the student notebook.
If she isnât complaining, then why is she talking to me?
[Um⊠Iâll give you this]
With a nervous look on her face, Saito took out what looked like a small bag she kept behind her.
It was a reflex for me to receive what she gave to me.
It wasnât heavy. In fact, it was rather light.
[What is this?]
[Thank you for delivering my student notebook. Thatâs my way of thanking you.]
So thatâs what it was!
I understand why Saito tried to talk to me and was relieved
It was nice of her to thank me in a way she wasnât used to doing.
I changed my impression about her slightly after the initial cold and blunt encounter.
[I understand, thank you]
[âŠ. itâs nothing]
She shouldâve been done with me, but she was still looking at me and didnât leave. She was still staring at the bag with a nervous look on her face.
[Can I open it?]
Is something bothering her?
I was wondering what she was doing, but I asked if I could open it since she gave this to me.
[Eh? YesâŠ.]
For some reason, she tightened her mouth, making her nervous expression more explicit.
She looked as if she was preparing her heart or something.
I opened the bag and watched her change her expressions with a side glance.
Whatâs inside was a cookie. The cookie is topped with a choco chip and looks delicious
It looked delicious, so I took one and tried it.
[What!?]
I thought it was a normal chocolate chip cookie. Turns out I was wrong. There was a slight refreshing citrus flavor slipped in.
Itâs crunchy on the outside but soft on the inside, it makes me want to eat another piece.
The sweetness was moderate, and even I, a boy, could enjoy it.
It was so tasty I canât help but let out a few comments.
[This, is really good]
[!? I-is that so. Iâm glad it suits your tastes]
Apparently, she was worried how I would react.
When I complimented how good it was, she returned from her tense face to an expressionless one, and relaxed her mouth slightly.
I couldnât help but look at the slight smile on the usually expressionless face.
(I think I understand why people around me says sheâs cute)
I think Saito is indeed a beautiful girl, but nothing more came to mind. Sheâs pretty and cute, but thatâs about it.
She had an image close to a painting, as if I was looking at a manufactured beauty.
Until now, I couldnât understand what was cute about her being so unfriendly and cold. However, seeing her act this way, her cuteness made her seem more human. And now I understand why.
[What is it?]
The smile that appeared for a moment disappeared in an instant. And I felt like that was a waste.
[No, itâs nothing. Thank you for this. See you later]
[Yes, goodbye]
I quickly departed to disguise the thought that came to my mind.
I never thought Iâd be talking to the most beautiful girl in school again. I was surprised by the unexpected event, but I guess I wonât have to deal with her again next time.
(TN: ahaha, good joke MC.)
I went home, thinking it was worth seeing her smile, even for a bit.