The Heroines Want to Confess.

Chapter 143: Everyone's Saturday

Saturday.

In the morning, Hayasaka Ai got up very early.

After taking a quick shower and switching into work mode, there was no trace of excess emotion left on Hayasaka Ai's gentle face.

In yesterday's volleyball tournament, both the boys' and girls' teams of Class 2A had taken the championship. Shinomiya Kaguya had been excited for a long time after returning home. The competition between her and Sakurai Saki—no one knew how much longer it would go on before it ended.

Lately, Hayasaka Ai had been under a lot of pressure.

Especially after starting to date Sakurai Saki, the heavy workload she faced daily had already been enough to drain her both physically and mentally.

Now, with a boyfriend added to the mix, she also had to think of how to keep him happy.

She really shouldn't have been thinking so much.

But if she didn't maintain this relationship, leaving all the effort to Sakurai Saki alone, he would inevitably leave her sooner or later.

As usual, after sending a "good morning" photo and a shower photo to Sakurai Saki, Hayasaka Ai arrived at the door to Shinomiya Kaguya's bedroom.

"Hayasaka~"

Hearing the mistress call, Hayasaka Ai entered the room.

And saw Shinomiya Kaguya lying belly-down on the bed reading a light novel. Perhaps due to being raised in an elite manner, she had never had the chance to experience entertainment like this, so ever since stepping out of the "Ice Kaguya" mode, Shinomiya Kaguya had become immersed in otaku-style entertainment like manga and light novels.

Hayasaka Ai was very worried about this.

Shinomiya Kaguya from a year ago, though cold and heartless, was at least not a bad master…

Former Kaguya: (◣ _ ◢)

But now——

Now Kaguya: ( • ̀ω•́ )✧

"Hayasaka~ I finished this one already!"

This kind of Shinomiya Kaguya, Hayasaka Ai honestly did not want to have.

"Kaguya-sama, this may sound a bit abrupt, but I hope you could read some more normal books," Hayasaka Ai suggested.

She used to read shoujo manga, but recently had moved on to stranger stuff.

Love triangles, distortions, factional struggles...

"In this one, the supporting girl is super adorable!" Shinomiya Kaguya completely ignored the maid's words and excitedly shared with Hayasaka Ai.

"Especially when she failed her confession and started crying—she looked absolutely amazing!"

♡〜٩( ˃▿˂ )۶〜♡

See? She had already become this kind of weirdo.

Hayasaka Ai silently complained in her heart.

"Hayasaka, try crying for me!" Shinomiya Kaguya made a completely unreasonable request.

"If you keep talking about this, I really will cry for you," Hayasaka Ai sighed.

She wanted to quit, but couldn't easily do so.

Moreover, now that she was dating Sakurai Saki, if she quit, he would definitely be dragged into it as well.

Was there really no way to relieve the pressure?

...

That same morning.

Fujiwara Chika, who had caught a slight cold yesterday, had lain in the infirmary for quite a while, not waking up again until late afternoon.

Then she went home, took a bath, slept, and only now had she woken up.

Chika recalled the bold, almost seductive words she had said in the infirmary bed yesterday, along with Sakurai Saki's actions, and her face flushed red as she dove under the blanket.

(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

From under the blanket came her faint muttering: "We clearly said we were just friends... we're not supposed to kiss whenever we feel like it..."

As a result, she hadn't been able to restrain herself even at the game center.

Yesterday in the infirmary, her mind was foggy, and she had almost lost her virginity.

In board games or card games, no one plays all their cards at once, right?

You're supposed to hold something back!?

'Thank god... we didn't go all the way.' Fujiwara Chika didn't want her first time to happen in the infirmary.

But aside from the last step, it seemed like... they'd done everything else!

(∩˃o˂∩)♡

From second base, straight to third base.

'Is it really okay to do these kinds of things when I'm not even his girlfriend?' Fujiwara Chika asked herself inwardly.

Moreover, the relationship between her, Saki-kun, and Ai-chan... was a bit complicated, wasn't it?

Saki-kun's actions yesterday were still kind of clumsy—probably because he hadn't done this kind of thing with Ai-chan yet!

In other words! Saki-kun's first time might still be intact?

...Wait a sec, do boys even have something called a "first time"?

"..." Chika peeked her head out from under the blanket a little, lying face-down on her pillow, her long, soft pink hair spread across the bed.

Chika suddenly missed him.

She took out her phone and called him—

"Moshi moshi~ Chika, what's up?" On the other end, Sakurai Saki seemed to be cooking breakfast.

There was the sound of oil sizzling.

Fujiwara Chika pouted, "I miss you~"

"Wanna go on a date this Sunday?" Sakurai Saki asked.

He was still free this Sunday.

Saturday he already had plans—last night, Miku had used a wish ticket to invite him to a baking class together today.

"Really?" This was the first time he had invited her out on his own.

"Yeah, where do you wanna go? The amusement park?"

"The movie theater," Chika answered, which was unexpected for Sakurai Saki.

"There's a mystery movie out right now, wanna go see it together?"

It seemed like last week he went to the movies with Hayasaka Ai, so this time, Chika also wanted to be treated that way.

On the phone, Sakurai Saki paused for a few seconds, then said gently, "Of course."

"Actually, even if you wanted to go to another world, I could take you there. It'd be super easy."

Chika froze when she heard that.

"Really? Super easy?"

Chika: ヾ(｡✪ω✪｡)ｼ

Sakurai Saki chuckled softly a few times, "Just kidding. It's not that easy."

In other words, he could really do it?

That's amazing—Esper, super amazing!

Chika: ((๑✧ꈊ✧๑))

Fujiwara Chika loved the supernatural, or more accurately, anything interesting.

Having endured a boring and restrictive education since childhood, she had long since grown tired of it.

But since they'd already said they were going to the movies, she decided to let this one slide for now.

...

On the other end, Sakurai Saki ended the call and put his phone away.

"Hamburger! Hamburger! Sakurai-kun~ hungry hungry, want eat eat eat~" Yakumo Shiro pressed up against him from behind.

Shiro and Sakurai: (つ≧▽≦)つ( `−ㅿ−´)

Her eyes had been fixed the whole time on the patty sizzling in the pan, gazing at it like a big white cat.

For a moment, Sakurai Saki wasn't sure whether she liked him, or just liked hamburgers.

A few days ago, the Favorability level had appeared.

Yakumo Shiro's Favorability level was as follows——

[Favorability level: 90?]

Even slightly higher than Fujiwara Chika's.

Sakurai Saki recalled everything that happened last year, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why this white-haired ghost girl liked him.

White hair, gray eyes, a delicately cute face, a bust that wasn't small but not overly voluptuous, wearing black tights, long slender legs, a curvaceous figure, and a Western-style school uniform different from Shuchiin's. In other words, she wasn't a student of Shuchiin.

Aside from not being human, it seemed the only bad habit she had was being clingy. But to most people, that probably wouldn't even be considered a flaw?

Sakurai Saki pondered this, then glanced at the frying pan.

The butter was sizzling, and the smell of hamburger meat filled the entire kitchen.

"Sakurai-kun, stop spacing out! My hamburger's about to burn!" Yakumo Shiro said angrily, hands on her hips.

Shiro: <(ꐦ•̀Д•́)>

"A freeloader ghost who doesn't do anything and still has the nerve to boss people around?" Sakurai Saki replied with a scowl.

Shiro leaned down and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"There, rent paid to Sakurai-kun."

( •◡-)-♡

"A girl's kiss full of love—doesn't that have value?"

Sakurai Saki picked up the plate, placed the hamburger steak on it, poured the sauce over, and garnished it a bit.

"Has value, huh?"

"That's right! Lots of guys grow up never having been kissed by a girl~" Yakumo Shiro couldn't resist picking up her knife and fork and carrying the plate straight to the kitchen table.

Sakurai Saki ignored her previous comment, which basically insulted 96,69% male on the planet, and started cleaning up the kitchen.

In a bit, he still had to head out.