What If I Told Tomori-san, The Girl Who's Cold Only Towards Me, That I Knew Her Secret Account? - V1 Chapter 4.3

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“Oh?”

At that moment, Tomori seemed to remember something.

“――Hey, earlier, did you call me cute?”

“Huh?”

“You said it, right?”

“…Well, yeah, I did.”

Now it’s my turn to turn my head away.

Because, you know?

If you praise someone so straightforwardly, it can make you feel embarrassed.

“Oh, well~, even if I’m praised by Loner-kun, I’m not happy at all.”

Damn, you can tell even without checking her secret account.

The class president is in an extremely good mood.

(I did a really good job choosing the photo.)

I thought it was a bit too obvious to say she’s cute like a puppy, but I didn’t have any other usable photos.

Sakura is a super large breed of dog, a Great Pyrenees.

She’s currently quite big, so even if I say she’s cute like her, she might get angry.

[Tomohō! What’s going on today? So many things are happening, it’s overwhelming! I’m so happy that I don’t know how I’ll live from tomorrow~!]

(TN: [Tomohō] is a term that seems to be derived from the Japanese internet slang “tomodachi hōkoku” (友達報告), which means “friend report” or “reporting to friends.” It is often used in online communities or social media platforms to share updates or express excitement among friends or followers.)

A triumphant declaration on her private account.

(I’m glad you’re happy.)

I unexpectedly found myself thinking that.

Next to me, Azusa Tomori smiles happily.

Her appearance is truly adorable, just like a puppy.

[――But revenge is necessary, right?]

Ha?

[At first, he was teasing me using Sakura-chan as if she were a human.]

Well, that’s true.

[Punishment start~!]

A lightning-fast execution declaration.

…What does she mean by ‘punishment’?

When I become cautious, Tomori presses her hand against her mouth with her right hand and says,

“Ahh… I’m getting sleepy… Maybe I should take a nap…”

After stifling a yawn, she slowly closes her eyes.

And a few minutes later…

She leans towards me as the train vibrates.

Thump!-

Tomori’s head hits my shoulder.

There’s an adorable silhouette just a few centimeters away. Long eyelashes. Lovely lips like small petals. Fair and flawless, smooth skin.

She looks just like Snow White wearing a school uniform.

I could hear the soothing sound of gentle breathing as if she was peacefully dozing off like a raccoon.

(TN: “タヌキ寝入り” (tanuki neiri) is a Japanese expression that metaphorically refers to a deep and peaceful sleep similar to that of a raccoon dog (tanuki).)

[I wanted to tease him a bit, but did I go too far?]

As evidence, there’s a post on her secret account.

She activated her secret technique, pocket touch typing.

[How about this? How does it feel to be intimately approached by a girl in a public place?]

It’s a very effective punishment.

“Hey, look at that.”

“That person sleeping is so cute. Her hair is silky, and her skin is beautiful. She has a high facial score.”

“I want to know what moisturizer she uses…”

“Are they a couple? So jealous…”

The middle school girls who boarded at the intermediate station look over here and whisper.

They definitely think we’re a couple.

[Wow, my heart is pounding. I wonder if K-kun is also excited.]

It’s frustrating.

The weight I feel on my shoulder and the warmth I feel through our uniforms.

Because the distance is unusually close, there’s a faint sweet scent.

I don’t know if it’s perfume or shampoo, but it’s a girly scent.

[I can’t say it out loud, but I can write it on my private account.

――I wish time would stop like this.]

I wanted to expose the fact that everything she said was known, but I couldn’t

When she tweets such happy things, I hesitate to interfere.

[K-kun… You’re warm…]

Moreover, the current her is full of openings.

She is completely absorbed in the punishment and doesn’t notice, and perhaps due to forcefully opening the door with all her strength, a couple of buttons on her uniform shirt have come undone.

Because she’s tilting her head towards me, from my perspective, I can catch glimpses of her skin and pure white underwear… Ah, this love fool. (Ren’ai baka.)

(She’s way too defenseless.)

If it weren’t for me being next to her, it wouldn’t be surprising if she were pushing me down.

“Mmm…”

Immediately after, I held my breath.

Along with a deep exhale, Tomori embraced my arm with her slender arms.

It felt like walking down the street with a lover on a holiday.

Her chest pressed against my upper arm, feeling soft and warm.

Perhaps due to the slightly rough hug, her bra, and even a hint of her cleavage, were faintly visible.

“Mmm… K-kun…”

“Huh?”

Why is she using that way of addressing me?

That was supposed to be only on social media――

“Nnnmh…”

Nnnmh?!

Huh? What? What was that just now?

Isn’t that an inappropriate sound for a 16-year-old JK (high school girl) to make in public?

“Could it be… Did she really fall asleep?”

I can’t imagine her making a voice like that, almost like she’s on the verge of snoring.

(Come to think of it, she tweeted that she couldn’t sleep last night.)

The train’s vibrations feel like a cradle, and the warmth from being close together makes it cozy.

I can understand the feeling of accidentally falling asleep.

“But, sorry, Class President.”

Let’s have her return from the dream world quickly.

Although there’s no one here now, if other academy students get on, it might lead to unnecessary misunderstandings.

“K-kun…”

” …. “

“I… I want to confess… but…”

“…But?”

Could it be… Is it finally going to be revealed…?