Silence. Pin drop silence.
Silence fell over the Gotou household.
Kaito had a bit of a headache. If he'd known this would happen, he should've done a fortune reading before leaving the house.
Although he and Bocchi were perfectly innocent. Heaven and earth could testify. This scene right now was simply too misleading.
"Actually, this is a misunderstanding," He thought for a moment and still decided to offer an explanation.
Miura Yumiko didn't answer, only returned a gaze full of quiet grievance.
Kaito coughed awkwardly and naturally let go of his hand.
Unexpectedly, due to her shyness, Bocchi's brain had gone into overload. Without support, she was about to fall over.
To prevent a tragic head-smashing incident, Kaito had no choice but to reach out and catch her again.
Miura Yumiko: "..."
She had only seen the result before, but now even the process had been filled in.
"Bocchi-chan, Yumiko-chan, and Kaito-kun, you can come downstairs now…"
When it rains, it pours.
Mrs. Gotou just happened to come upstairs at that moment to call everyone down for a meal, and caught this classic white-school drama scene.
PUPIL EARTHQUAKE!
'The future son-in-law I have long set my sights on is now having intimate contact with my daughter. That's good.'
'But… what is going on with Miura-chan watching from the sidelines?'
'Is this what young people do these days?'
'Or is it just that I've gotten old? I can't keep up with the times anymore?'
Mrs. Gotou began to doubt life.
But after all, she was a mature, gentle housewife with lots of experience. She quickly calmed her mood and smiled, "Ara~ Ara~ seems like I came at a bad time?"
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[Twenty Minutes Later]
[In the Living Room]
The dining table was full, with five people seated.
Mrs. Gotou, Mr. Gotou, the two girls, Kaito, and Yumiko.
As for Bocchi…
After recovering from her shy-induced brain crash and learning that her most embarrassing moment had been seen by her mother, Bocchi-chan promptly fainted.
Even when Mrs. Gotou tried to wake her, it was no use. The girl had hid herself inside the closet of the bedroom, refusing to come out no matter what, let alone come downstairs to eat.
As for tutoring… clearly, that couldn't go on either.
Since Yumiko also felt it was a bit awkward to continue staying, after having lunch at the Gotou house, she dragged Kaito along to leave.
The afternoon street was very quiet.
Gentle wind and warm sunshine poured down, softly scattering across their faces, slightly intoxicating. The sky in the distance was as clear as if washed clean, and now and then, the crisp chirping of birds could be heard.
After leaving the Gotou house, Yumiko became very quiet.
But this quiet was definitely not calm; it was brewing something.
Finally—
"President… no, Kaito-senpai."
She stopped walking, turned around, took a deep breath, and smiled brightly, "I like you."
"I know you might think all of this is too sudden, but it's fine even if you treat this as useless rambling. I just want you to know, there's a girl named Miura Yumiko who really likes you."
"It's the kind of like where I want to be in a relationship with you, holding hands, going on dates, riding the Ferris wheel, watching dolphin shows at the aquarium."
"And someday later, I'll wear a wedding dress covered in crystal rhinestones, hold your hand, and you'll put a ring on me."
That scene at the Gotou house really shocked Yumiko.
She once wanted to go slow and steady, to let feelings build over time.
But Bocchi's appearance was like a great bell sounding, instantly waking her up.
Love is war—changing in a heartbeat.
You never know when a surprise will strike. Like a cat sneaking in and stealing affection from above, winning with overwhelming advantage and becoming the champion, watching the defeated ones howl in regret.
Then your carefully cherished boy would be claimed by another girl, and all you're left with is midnight dreams and tear-soaked pillows, wondering if things would have ended differently had you been just a little braver.
'Maybe confessing too early is a terrible move.'
'But, rather than do nothing, I'd rather make a mistake.'
"This is everything a girl named Miura Yumiko feels for you," The girl clasped her hands behind her back, a faint blush covering her porcelain-white cheeks. But still, she tried her best to smile, her charming eyes more dazzling than ever.
"Kurumizaka-kun, what's your answer?"
Kaito was unusually silent.
How did he feel about Yumiko?
Honestly, even he wasn't sure. Maybe he liked her. Maybe he only saw her as a friend.
But there was one thing he could be certain of, at the very least, he didn't dislike her.
And often, not disliking… was enough.
After a long, almost suffocating silence, Kaito looked up and met her eyes, "To be honest, you're an excellent girl. Beautiful, great figure, nice personality."
He paused, then added, "I don't know if I really like you, but… I can give it a try."
"So you're saying—you're saying yes?"
Yumiko had kept her eyes tightly shut like a prisoner waiting for sentencing.
Upon hearing this, the girl opened her eyes, filled with surprise and joy.
She hadn't held too much hope. After all, this was so rushed, and there hadn't been time to develop their feelings more.
It was a decision made in the heat of the moment, yet she really got a happy ending?
The emotions she had desperately held back suddenly burst like a dam breaking.
She no longer held back, nor needed to. Her lovely face full of joy, she dove into Kaito's arms.
Yumiko looked up, her emerald eyes blinking, and her slightly parted red lips seemed to be expecting something.
Kaito said nothing. He gently wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist and lowered his head.
For a long time, until Yumiko was a little out of breath, they slowly pulled apart.
Very sweet.
Her soft lips carried the pleasant scent of oranges, leaving a taste that lingered.
It even stirred up a stronger desire—to want more, to claim more. [T/N: Insert Grinch Grin GIF]
Kaito took a deep breath and suppressed the urge, lowering his head to look at the girl in his arms.
Yumiko still looked a bit dazed.
Maybe it was due to a lack of oxygen, her porcelain-white cheeks were tinged with rouge, and her rosy lips still looked slightly moist, like morning flower petals kissed by dew.
It was a first for both of them, and their movements were very awkward.
But Yumiko was very satisfied, 'So this is what a kiss feels like… the taste really is wonderful.'
Her only regret was that she had been too nervous just now and forgot to use her tongue…
She really wanted to try again, but was afraid it would make her seem too indecent, like some kind of super thirsty girl.
'Fine, cards on the table. I am a thirsty girl.'
'I crave Kaito-kun's body, I'm being honest!'
Seeing that some passersby had already been attracted by the commotion and were pointing fingers, Yumiko felt a little embarrassed to stay in his arms, but still clung tightly to Kaito's arm.
"It feels like a dream…", She couldn't help but sigh.
"Is it really that exaggerated?", Kaito looked at her dazed expression, both helpless and amused.
"Of course it is!", Yumiko rolled her charming eyes at him and huffed, "Back on the first day of school, I came to strike up a conversation with you, but you said you didn't have a LINE account… At least come up with a better excuse! That really hurt my self-esteem!"
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