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 8

I Know Your Preferences

“Here, huh?”

A sudden message from Sumire Murasaki.

【Come to the home economics prep room.】

That’s what she said.

So, I hurriedly left the classroom.

I generally had no business in classrooms other than my own, and I didn’t even know where the home economics prep room was, so I wandered around the school building looking for it.

Of course, I could have ignored her, or I could have made an excuse that I was busy and refused, but I felt like something terrible would happen if I didn’t comply, so I headed to the place she mentioned.

A room at the end of the fourth floor.

The home economics prep room was located in that less popular spot.

“…Excuse me.”

“Ah, Takizawa-kun! You’re so late!”

Sumire Murasaki, sitting at the table in the back corner of the room, which was a bit larger than our classroom, pouted a little, resting her cheek in her hand.

“Sorry. I got a bit lost finding this place.”

“You should at least know the classrooms in the school. We used this room for recreation right after enrollment, didn’t we?”

“Did we? Sorry, I wasn’t really paying attention.”

“Well, it’s fine. More importantly, want to have lunch together?”

“Lunch?”

“Yeah. I bought some bread earlier, but I bought too much. Want some?”

The bread sold at our school’s store is a popular item within the school.

There is always a long line, and it’s somewhat of a tradition that the upperclassmen, whose classrooms are close to the store, buy them all, and it’s rare for underclassmen to be able to buy them.

So, seeing the donuts and the bread that looked like sweet bean buns placed on the table, I was first surprised.

“You managed to buy two of these?”

“Yeah. There happened to be fewer people today. So, I got greedy and bought two, but I can’t eat all of this.”

“Is that why you called me?”

“Yeah, was it a bother?”

Seeing Murasaki speak somewhat awkwardly, I hastily denied,

“Not at all.”

I was simply happy.

It may just be bread, but in this school, it’s somewhat valuable, and she is willingly offering to share it with me.

“Really? Then have a seat. Shall we eat together?”

“Y-Yeah. Then, let’s eat.”

As I sat across, Murasaki immediately took the bread out of the bag and broke it in half, giving one piece to me.

The old-fashioned donut sprinkled with sugar was moderately sweet, and it was just perfect for me who loves rich flavors.

“Delicious. This is actually really good.”

“Yeah, it really is! It’s worth everyone lining up every day.”

“I want to eat this every day. Maybe I should line up next time…”

Saying this, my mood elevates, and Murasaki promptly breaks the other bread in half.

“Here, sweet bean bun. It’s smooth bean paste, is that okay?”

“I actually prefer smooth bean paste. I generally like sweet things.”

I quickly finished the donut and then proceeded to eat the sweet bean bun.

The sweetness of the bean paste was exquisite, and the bread dough was moist and delicious.

“Ah, this one is also exactly to my taste. Really, it doesn’t taste like a simple school bread.”

“Right! I heard that you, Takizawa-kun, like sweet things, so I’m glad I found something to your liking!”

Seeing Murasaki smile with a bit of sweet bean paste on her mouth, I felt a bit of a flutter in my chest.

The innocent smile that I’m exclusively seeing now brings about a strange sense of superiority.

However, at the same time, I felt a sense of discomfort for some reason.

“… Huh? Did I mention that I like sweet things?”

“Yeah, I heard it? You just said it again now, too.”

“Well, yeah, but…”

Indeed, I have a sweet tooth.

It was curious when I had such a conversation, but if she says she heard it, it must have been at some point.

Probably around after school yesterday.

In any case, there’s no way for her to know such a thing unless I talk about it myself.

After all, I barely have any friends.

Even if she inquires about me, there shouldn’t be a bit of information coming out within this school.

Thinking that it’s also not good to care too much, I convinced myself and threw the last bite of the sweet bean bun into my mouth.