Pulling out her hands which she had been ruffling in her pockets, she held them neatly in front of her body and bowed. As she went through the motions, I found myself thinking that Chigusaās bashful face was honestly very flattering.
Iāll be blunt. This girl was adorable.
Pretty much no guy ever would get a bad feeling when a cute girl asks a favour of him. Being relied upon by a beautiful girl is the best thing that can happen to a guy.
For example, when a girl looks at you with puppy dog eyes and leans forward with her hands pressed together in a way that emphasises her chestāor alternatively, when a high-handed tsundere says stuff like, āI-It canāt be helped, so Iāll let you assist me! Be grateful!āāa guy will usually respond readily. As for the requests themselves, there are a bunch of variations to how theyāre carried out.
Type A) A request
Type B) An entreaty
Type C) A businesslike transaction
Type D) A demand
Type E) An order
Now then, hereās a question! Which category did our favourite Chigusa Yuuāthe most beautiful, most refined, most pure and sweet girl on the planetāfall into?! This is an easy one!
The correct answer isā¦ intimidation. None of the above!
As a smile spread across every inch of her face, Chigusa held a personal alarm in her tiny palms. The ball chain seemed to sparkle as she brought it out. This had gone well past intimidation and into the realm of barbarism.
āā¦Iām not a bother to you, am I?ā
Chigusaās eyes started welling up with tears. The alarm chain started making a tinkling sound. If she pulled that chain, the alarm would blare and policemen would probably come running from all directions.
As much as it was our own business, this did look like a case of an unsavoury-looking guy with a crying girl. No matter what the truth of the matter was, I was the bad guy, the villain. I could have the best lawyer in the world and he still wouldnāt be able to come up with a good defence!
Chigusa lowered her eyes sorrowfully and hugged herself tightly. As you might expect, she was still holding the alarm in one hand.
āI thought if anyone would listen to my story, it would be you, Kusaoka-sanā¦ā
āI get it already! Iāll listen! In fact, Iām all ears! Say whatever you want!ā
Chigusaās face lit up at my words and sheĀ finallyĀ put away the personal alarm. Who would have thought a high school girlās personal alarm would serve the same purpose as the yakuzaās extortion toolsā¦?
āThank you ever so much. Now thenā¦ there are quite a few things Iād prefer not to say at a place like this, so let us be off.ā Chigusa smiled cheerfully as she wiped away her tears and pointed down the road. Donāt sayĀ a place like thisā¦ This is my house, damn it.
Yet for all that, I had no right to refuse. Not only had she bombarded me with my personal information, she held the power of life and death over me as far as society was concerned. Once I shut up and nodded meekly, Chigusa smiled from the bottom of her heart in a way that one would not think possible of a girl who had been threatening me just a moment ago.
When I saw her smile, my heart skipped a beat.
I should mention that sweat started pouring off me, my breathing hitched and my lips turned purple. These were the early symptoms of shock, werenāt theyā¦? Just from looking at her, I couldnāt help but think that this could beā¦ love!
There was not one shred of similiarity between Chigusa Yuuās outward appearance and her actual actions. On top of that, she seemed to act as if nothing was the matter at all. There was something deeply unsettling about the fact that only her face was amazingly cute.