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「How is it? Tastes good?」

Clad in an apron, Miyu, who was next to me at the dinner table, cocked her head.
Her gentle tone, her gentle smile.
She’s an angel. To put it modestly, she’s a total angel.

Several years passed since then.
With all the twists and turns of life, we left our homes and began living together in a life of bliss.
Fin.

My mind immediately conjured that fantasy; Miyu in an apron is just that cute… No, hot.
Apron over a uniform is, like, probably the strongest apron clothing combination I can think of.
Naked apron? Tasteless. I’m totally not just jealous of such an unreachable desire.

「Hey, are you listening?」
「Then let’s go with apron over underwear as a compromise.」
「… Of what?」

Am currently at the living room enjoying Miyu’s home-cooked omurice¹.
Several years may have passed in my mind, but it’s only actually been barely an hour since.

Despite my confidence in declaring that I’d make Miyutan swoon, it was immediately followed by, 「Misaki, are you hungry? Should I make something?」 「Go, I wanna eat!」 we completely reverted to our usual mood.

I tried to be a gentleman and volunteered to help out, but Miyu declined, answering, 「I’ll cook something up, so sit still and wait.」

I immediately lost sight of what to do.
However, I need to at least rizz her up here somehow.

Since I’m asked for my opinion of the food, I decided to go hard with the sweet whispers.

「Miyu, your cooking is the best. I just want to keep eating everything up, you included.」
「…」
「I wonder what you’d taste like? Maybe light and creamy like this omurice?」
「…」

Is it just me or is Miyu recoiling?
Is it really alright to continue this direction?

「Miyu, aren’t you going to eat?」
「I’m fine; I’ll eat later at home.」

She said, resting her chin on one hand as she stared at me eating.
Being watched like this makes it awkward to eat.

「*Umm*… It’s really hard to eat, though.」
「Why?」
「Well, cause you’re staring at me so much…」
「Do you hate it? Being stared at by the person you love?」

One end of her lip curves into a smirk.
Gleeful Miyutan appears.

Like, isn’t this unfair?
It feels like I’m the only one who got my crush exposed, when in fact she’s also actually in love with me.　

「Frankly, with you staring that much, you definitely love me, don’t you? Miyu.」
「I told you I like cute girls, didn’t I? Since you’re all silent when you eat, I can appreciate you.」
「In short, you’re telling me to shut up and not say anything gross.」
「Don’t speak with your mouth full. Stop hitting the plate with your spoon.」

And before I even notice it, we’re back to our usual routine.
Even when I taunt her about being in love with me, her response is composed. In the first place, I can’t even imagine Miyu turning, like, all red and flustered.

「Wanna have a bite? Say *ahhh*.」

I took a scoop of the omurice, holding it before her.
Miyu glances at the end of the spoon, then to my face before casting her eyes to the table.

「… It’s fine, don’t mind me.」

For some reason, she seems to be embarrassed. Got no idea what gets her.

「C’mon Miyutan, *ahhh~h*」

I decided to push for the advantage.
Thinking back, we’ve never spoon-fed each other like this before. Since we’re typically on the introverted side, we tend to find these kinds of behaviors cringey.

Miyu repeatedly glances at me and the spoon a few times until she suddenly stands up.

「Well, I have to go home soon.」
「*Eh?* You’re leaving already?」
「I’m going to be late for dinner if I don’t.」

She shoulders her bag, which was sitting on the sofa, and scurries her way out of the living room.
Without any delay, I grabbed the end of Miyu’s blouse sleeve.

「N~o! Miyutan, don’t leave me!」

Here, I gave her the puppy dog eyes while speaking with a spoiled loli voice.
Feats such as these are possible for a Super Beauty such as I. While I do consider being a suck-up lame, you gotta use every weapon you have. Doing this honestly gave me an unpleasant tingle, though.

Stopped on her tracks, Miyu silently looked down upon me.
She has an awfully ghastly expression. Her lips are pressed tight, not a single sound is leaving her.

I guess I was being too shameless?
Maybe she’s thinking, ‘*What’s wrong with you, gross,*’ or so?
Actually, Miyu-san, aren’t you clenching your fists pretty hard? Am I about to get smacked? Corrected?

Not even my own mother hit me before²… Well, no, she has, but is Miyu perhaps the type to turn abusive after being confessed to?

「*Fuuuuu*…」

Miyu closed her eyes and took a deep breath for some reason.
Is she out to slay demons? Miyu Hashira³?

「F-for now, I need to retire for the day…」

She turns around as if to escape.
It seems like that breathing right now was to quell her emotions. I’m saved.

「Then I’ll walk you home!」

I shoveled the remaining omurice down my throat and followed her.
Up until yesterday, I would have just gone,「Ya~y!」 and seen her off from here.
Close our houses may be; reflecting on it now, that was pretty trashy of me. I guess these parts of me are what Miyu wants me to change.

Exiting the apartment complex, the sun was already long gone. If not for the street lamps, it would have been completely dark.
We just entered June, but the nights are still awfully cold. It feels a little chilly even in long sleeves.

While it was good that I caught up to her, there has been no conversation between us since. We’re just silently walking down the street.
It seems like the excitement that we had back in my room has been cooled down by the evening air.
　
‘*Wanna hold hands since it’s cold?*’ I’ve been contemplating whether I should ask for a while now.
Or would it be cooler to just silently take her hand? Would that make her heart jump?

In the dark of the night, I peek at Miyu’s expression.
Miyu has returned to her ‘calm and composed’ mode, so I guess it’s not a good time to joke around.

I’ve become overly conscious of the mood right now. Or rather, I’m completely engulfed by Miyu’s mood.
In a short moment, we’ll arrive at Miyu’s house. I’m such a coward.

Miyu’s family home is a large two-floor building. They have a large plot surrounded by a fence, with a prominent gate and a garden. Moreover, they even have an outhouse.
Even compared to the other houses in the residential district, it’s like a mansion.
Miyu stopped in front of the gates.

「This is far enough; thanks.」

That’s uncharacteristically sincere of her.
I was expecting her to be snarky and say something like, ‘*I can’t remember you ever walking me home; isn’t this unusual?*’
Because of that, I had no idea how to respond, so I just gave a thumbs up.

「Then, since Misaki escorted me this far, let’s give you a reward… Close your eyes?」

Far from snark, she’s giving a reward.
‘*Close my eyes,*’ is this perhaps… a goodbye kiss?

Just as told, I closed my eyes.
Shortly after, I can feel her approaching presence from behind my eyelids.
*Tha-thump, ba-dump.*

「*Fu~*」
「Hii!」

Having wind blown into my ear, I recoiled back.
Opening my eyes, Miyu was peeking at my face from below with a teasing smile.

「To~o bad. Were you expecting a kiss?」

I was, I seriously was.
I was about to complain for real, but I couldn’t say a word.
I was completely engulfed by Miyu—no, the mood around us.

「*Hnfu*, adorable.」

As I continued to be dazed, she caressed my head.
I don’t dislike being called adorable, much less by the person I love.

「If only you were always this behaved, you would’ve been indisputably cute~」

So happy. Feels so good. I want to be pat more.
But on my face, I pouted and stared at her from under my brows. After all, she’s being mean to me.

… *HAH?!*
That was close. All that patting almost got me in a feminine ecstasy. Like some 2-panel instant loss manga⁴.
No, no, no, it’s the opposite, the complete opposite. *I* should be the one patting. Miyu is the one who’s going to be entranced and in ecstasy.

「Now then; bye bye.」

After bopping my head one last time, Miyu then waves me goodbye.
I managed to wave her back as I watched her walk towards the gates.

I feel my chest tighten; I want to go after her and hug her.
But she might not like that, so I controlled myself. Good job, me.

… Still, *hmm*.
Yeah, this is going to be much more difficult than I expected.

The *’I-have-it-all-planned-in-my-head-but-it’s-hard-in-the-spur-of-the-moment’* kind of thing. I’m good at fantasizing, but my body can’t keep up.

No, no, the necessary flags should have already been triggered.
Miyu *should* actually be in love with me. We should be mutual. We are, right? Right? Right? (Concern)　
No good, I’m going Yandere again.

Well, either way.
This Super Beauty Misaki will have you infatuated in a blink of an eye. I’m going to get you all smitten-sloppy to the point you can’t live without me. Just you wait, Miyutan. (For the 2nd time)

… No, no, this isn’t a defeat flag, I’m serious.