My Boss, A Clear And Perfect Beauty Who's An Elite Police Bureaucrat, Turns Out To Be My Sweet And Doting Childhood Friend Who Loves Me Dearly At Home. - Chapter 27

Shall we split it in half?

Immediately after, Maho exclaims, “Ah!” and points to one of the stalls. It seems to be selling melon bread.

It must be a famous shop, as there’s a crowd.

“It’s jumbo melon bread! Shinichi, you like melon bread, right?”

“It’s not that I like them, they just happened to be often sold in the school store.”

“Doesn’t that mean you like them?”

“I don’t dislike them, but I wouldn’t say I like them just because I bought them often.”

At that, Maho puffs up her cheeks in a slightly sulky manner.

Seeing her cute gesture, Shinichi chuckles. She doesn’t seem like an elite career bureaucrat at all.

Maho then glares at Shinichi with a hard stare.

Shinichi had a rough idea of why Maho was sulky.

He thought of words to follow up, but it would be embarrassing if he was off the mark.

Perhaps Maho is associating herself with the melon bread(?).

Shinichi hesitates before opening his mouth.

“Perhaps if one is always with a childhood friend, one might grow to like them.”

“What?!”

Maho’s face turns bright red at Shinichi’s unexpected statement.

Shinichi thinks he might have made a mistake.

“Ah, no, I mean ‘like’ as in friends.”

Maho shows a relieved expression and says, “Oh, I see.” But there seemed to be a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

“I was surprised because Shinichi said the same thing I was thinking.”

“Is that so?”

“Just because I always ate melon bread doesn’t mean I like it. That’s how I heard ‘Just because I’m always with my childhood friend doesn’t mean I like them.'”

Shinichi’s guess was right. Knowing that he thought the same thing as Maho, he feels a bit happy.

But it seems like a pretty acrobatic leap of thought.

Maybe the way a smart person thinks is different… possibly.

Shinichi smiles.

“I might have liked melon bread after all.”

“Really…?”

Shinichi doesn’t know how Maho interpreted his words.

But Maho relaxes her cheeks and shows a soft expression.

Shinichi approaches the stall and looks back at Maho.

“Do you want to eat the jumbo melon bread, Maho?”

“I think I would like to try it. But one piece might be too big.”

“In that case…”

“Let’s split one between us, Shinichi. How about that?”

Maho makes the suggestion in a childish, but endearing manner.