The Unattainable Flower Called The Ice Queen of the School Reika Himuro Is My Pet - Chapter 5

I Can’t Stop My Fantasies!!

Still, I am, after all, a love-stricken maiden at the peak of her adolescent years

Naturally, I am curious about conversations involving someone I’m interested in.

Listening discreetly, I overheard someone say, ” If she did confess, I’d do anything she says.”

At that moment, I felt like gods, buddhas, and other various benevolent entities definitely existed.

After all, just confessing to Inukai-kun would mean he’d do whatever I asked!

Can something like this really happen!?

I was so excited and elated that I felt like dancing, but I held back.

If I could, I want to run straight to Inukai-kun and blurted out, “Please make me your pet!! I love you, please date me!!”

Oh wait, I got the order wrong.

I should confess first or he won’t treat me as his pet. That was a close one.

It would be a disaster if, at the last moment, a silly mistake caused my dreams to slip away.

I sincerely felt it was right not to act impulsively.

The more important something is, the more preparation and review are needed.

If I’m going to confess, I’d like to choose the perfect mood and location.

There’s no mood if I do it in such a public space, and worse, I might end up troubling Inukai-sama.

Our school doesn’t have the legendary cherry blossom tree under which confessions guarantee eternal happiness, nor does it have a symbolic large, centuries-old tree.

But perhaps confessing behind the school building might feel authentically youthful.

That’s a hundreds of times much better idea than a rash public confession.

Once decided, all that’s left is to write a love letter to call out Inukai-sama…no, Master (Goshujin-sama).

I told the school that “I’m feeling a bit unwell and will be late” and headed to the convenience store to buy the cutest, yet not overly flashy, letter set.

If I think about the chance that I might waste this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it can be argued from a certain perspective that I’m “feeling unwell.”

So, I didn’t really lie to the school.

Ahh, who would have thought that I’d be writing a love letter, calling someone behind the school building, and confessing my love?

Until yesterday, I couldn’t have imagined doing something a typical high school girl in love would do.

Ah, what should I do?! What should I do?!

I can’t stop fantasizing about what will happen next!!