Chapter 3

Yuzu Senpai’s POV

My name is Minato Yuzu.

I am a second-year student at Shinme High School and the literature club president.

This might be sudden, but my kouhai is cute.

Despite being in the sports department, he chose to join the literature club where only I was, and he possesses a truly kind personality.

He was nursing an injury on his foot, sure, but he was still only a high school first-year.

He had so much time ahead of him.

Even so, he, Kakeru-kun, chose the literature club.

Normally I call him Kimi or Kido-kun, but inside my heart I only call him Kakeru-kun.

He’s obedient, straight-laced, and a little strange sometimes, but since he’s my only cute kouhai, surely I can be allowed that much.

…Well, setting the preamble aside.

“Uaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!”

I was writhing.

I was rolling around on top of my own bed.

The reason, of course, was what happened today.

“What do you mean, you’ll become a ch-chaiiir??!!”

That was Kakeru-kun’s proposal, or rather, the result brought about by my own slip of the tongue, or how should I put it.

Well, it was just a story of the two of us yielding a chair to each other, though.

“Without even knowing how I feel, seriously, like, seriouslyyyyyyyy!”

My first cute kouhai, and a boy at that.

I am a teenage girl, too.

Having a close boy right next to me, there was no way I couldn’t care.

And yet, and yet…!!!

“What’s with a chair…?”

It was warm.

It was big, and it was kind.

My heart was beating so fast, I thought Kakeru-kun might actually hear the sound of it.

“Still, it was nice… Wait!?”

Eh, ah, uh?

No, me… what am I saying right now?

To be sure, it wasn’t bad—not only was it stable as a chair, but Kakeru-kun’s body heat, his breathing, and even his scent… wait, wouldn’t that make me sound like a pervert!?

“Ugh…”

Rolling and spinning around on the bed.

I pressed my back against the wall of my room.

The wall was hard and big.

Kakeru-kun was the same. But different.

His muscular body, the dependability that made me feel he was truly a boy, and the sense of security like he might protect me—all of it was wonderful.

And above all.

“K-Kakeru-kun was so cute…”

When I was sitting on Kakeru-kun’s lap, I stole a quick glance and noticed his expression for a split second.

Even though he was acting as my chair, he looked happy, yet his face was bright red all the way to his ears…

“…I wonder if he’ll do it again.”

But I was too embarrassed, so there was no way I could ever ask him myself.

However, if, hypothetically… just like today.

If it was a request from my cute kouhai, Kakeru-kun, then well… I suppose it couldn’t be helped, right?