My Classmate Whom I Helped Seems to Be Mentally Sick, So I've Been Trying My Best to Hide My True Identity, But It Seems Like I've Been Found Out - Chapter 24

Goodbye

“……”

“Hey, are you finished reading? We need to start cleaning up; it’s almost time to lock up the clubroom.”

“O-okay.”

It was a quiet after-school time.

The two of us continued to read silently, enjoying the peaceful moment.

Yet, a sense of unrest lingers.

Where is Saki Mifune?

Why hasn’t she come when she insisted on joining the club so assertively?

Did something happen during lunch break?

Or could it be that she just couldn’t make it today?

However, I’m too scared to ask.

It feels like something bad will happen if I ask.

“Phew, we couldn’t discuss the books today, huh? Oh, that’s right! Is it okay if I stop by your place again today?”

“I-it’s okay, but…what are you going to do?”

“I was thinking maybe I could make dinner for you again. You seemed so happy yesterday; it made me glad.”

“I-is that so? But my mom might be there today.”

“Nope, she’s not there.”

“Eh?”

“Hahaha, don’t be so surprised. She texted me a while ago. Actually, we’ve exchanged LINE contacts.”

“…really?”

“Besides, I want to share the books we read today since we couldn’t do it.”

“I see. By the way, it’s surprising that Mifune-san didn’t come.”

I brought up Saki Mifune’s name as the conversation flowed.

I couldn’t help but wonder, or rather, I wasn’t confident I could spend time with Sumire Murasaki without asking her about it.

“Mifune-san, maybe she got bored after all?”

“If-if that’s the case, it’s fine. But what did you talk about during lunch break?”

“Hmm, just trivial things. Like, talking about our favorite books and what writing utensils we use…”

‘…And, about Momo-nyan.’

Saying that, she chuckled a little.

“…Talking about Momo-nyan?”

“Yeah. We were saying how cute he is.”

“Th-that’s true. He’s quite popular now.”

“Right? So, there is this event this weekend at the station front. There’s a campaign where everyone can wear Momo-nyan costumes.”

“Campaign?”

“Yeah. Mifune-san told me about it. Would you like to go with me?”

“……”

“You don’t want to?”

“No, it’s not like that. I was just wondering if I had any plans.”

“You don’t have any plans, do you?”

“…Well.”

True, I don’t have any plans.

I want to say, ‘why are you deciding that?’, but of course, I don’t say it…

In the end, we headed to my house together.

And as soon as we arrive, Sumire Murasaki goes straight to the kitchen, and I head to my room.

Then.

My phone rang.