What If I Told Tomori-san, The Girl Who's Cold Only Towards Me, That I Knew Her Secret Account? - V2 Chapter 6.4

Pool Date Crisis 4

“Oh?”

The signal had recovered as I was looking at my phone in the outdoor snack area.

It seems the communication outage has been resolved.

(I wonder if Tomori noticed.)

My partner isn’t here because she found a little girl who seemed to have lost her parents earlier.

“Wait for me at the snack area! I’ll take this child to the lost and found center!”

Then she dashed away.

“She’s a hero even outside the academy.——Hey, don’t you think so?”

I asked the girl with chestnut hair wearing a white bikini at the table next to me.

“!?”

She seemed surprised by the sudden question and placed the straw she was drinking orange juice with on the table.

“…Did you notice it?”

“Yeah.”

“Why!?”

“You were following Tomori and me for quite a long time. That’s not normal.”

“J-Just because of that…?”

“I might have seemed like a weird guy. But even with the wig and sunglasses, I recognized those earrings.”

“Ugh!”

Perhaps realizing she was completely exposed, the girl with blue earrings took off the wig and sunglasses.

“Even though you’re just Kagisaka, you’re surprisingly sharp.”

While stroking her silver hair that shimmered in the evening sun, Kazami Chifuyu bit her lips in frustration.

“…Don’t you want to ask why I’m here?”

“I won’t press you for an answer.”

I can already guess the reason, anyway.

Chifuyu was the one who handed us the tickets.

She must have been worried if we could have a proper date.

“Well, there was no point in me coming here. You two were getting so lovey-dovey, it made me embarrassed instead.”

“No, that’s…”

“I’ve never seen Azusa’s face so happy.”

A sense of loneliness overshadowed her beautifully distinctive non-Japanese features.

——It’s a misunderstanding. We seemed lovey-dovey because we were playing a game.

I tried to explain, but suddenly,

“Huh, Kimitaka?”

I was unexpectedly called out.

There, standing gracefully in a pitch-black bikini, was Seira.

Beside her,

“Suzuka? And Tsubacchi too?”

“I’m surprised.”

“What a coincidence. You two came to play as well.”

In swimsuits, Homura and Jinguuji.

Also, a well-built student named Sadaoka, who had previously confessed to Seira in the student council room.

Together with Seira, they formed a group of four.

“That’s right, Kimitaka.”

I wondered why they came to hang out with this group, and then,

“Meeting here must be fate. Won’t you play with us?”

“Huh?”

Seira, with her flaxen wavy hair gently swayed invited me, and Chifuyu was left speechless.

“…Kagisaka. Do you know the student council president?”

“Well…”

“We’ve known each other since we were kids. I guess you could call us childhood friends?”

“…Hmph, I didn’t ask Kaichō?”

Chifuyu said, with a hint of bitterness .

Maybe she thought she was interrupting my date with Tomori.

“Hey, Kazami. Since you’re dealing with Kaichō, use polite language.”

“Noisy. Shut up, Sadaoka..”

“What’s with that attitude?”

Sadaoka confronted Chifuyu.

“Don’t get too cocky.”

“Huh?”

“I’ve been wanting to say this for a while, but you’ve changed completely, haven’t you? Since entering high school, your attitude has become quite arrogant.”

“And you, on the other hand, haven’t changed at all. Back in elementary school, you used to pick on me all the time, saying, ‘You’re too close to Tomori!’ “

“Huh…!?”

Blushing with anger, Sadaoka tightly clenched his fist.

“…It’s just like they said. Kazami, who used to cry all the time and only had piano skills as a specialty, now acts tough even when Tomori isn’t around.”

“Wait a second. What do you mean by that?”

“Hmph. I mean exactly what I said. Some students were talking about it. Chifuyu Kazami, who acts all high and mighty thanks to being with Tomori, acts like she’s Tomori’s best friend and looks down on others. Becoming a gyaru is part of that—”

—Splash!

The sound of water splashing echoed.

Chifuyu had just spilled the orange juice she had been drinking all over Kimitaka.

“What the hell!? You piece of…!”

“Hey, wait, Sadaoka-kun!”

Angry and covered in juice on his chest, Sadaoka was about to lunge at Chifuyu without heeding Seira’s attempt to stop him.

“!?”

Our eyes locked as I stood in front of Chifuyu to protect her.

“You’re getting in my way!”

He must have been seriously offended by the embarrassment in front of Seira.

Even in a public place, Sadaoka swung his fist mercilessly.

(As I thought, this guy practices karate.)

Judging from the precise targeting of my solar plexus, he’s undoubtedly a black belt and highly skilled.

However—

(If it’s just this level, there shouldn’t be a problem for me to take it.)

While I was analyzing my opponent’s strength, I intentionally took the second strike aimed at my face.

It’s a technique called ‘slips’. (slip punches.)

As the strike hit my face, I turned my head, deflecting the damage.

“Tch! Get out of my way already!”

Seemingly frustrated that I was still standing, Sadaoka raised his voice.

(He still can’t make calm judgments.)

If he were a skilled fighter, he would have noticed the difference in our abilities after having his strike blocked and second strike completely evaded.

(Seems like there’s no option other than using force.)

It would be easy to defeat him.

However, there’s a problem.

If I simply overpower him, it will become evident that I’m not just an ordinary high school student.

Though Sadaoka doesn’t realize it, there are surveillance cameras in this snack area.

If I were to defeat Sadaoka and they reviewed the footage, it could lead to complications.

It might even become a matter of responsibility for Seira, the student council president.

(That leaves me with only one choice.)

Instead of defeating him physically, I’ll break his spirit.

In the three seconds from when Sadaoka readies his fist again until he strikes, I made a decision.

“Come on!”

He shouted angrily and threw a powerful right punch driven by emotions.

At the same time, I dodged it again and countered with a right hook.

However, I didn’t land the hit.

“Ugh!?”

Just before my fist was about to reach his jaw, I stopped it just in time.

Astonished, he stumbled back, losing his balance and falling on his backside.

“Y-You…!?”

Good, he noticed.

If my right fist had landed, he would have been the one knocked down.

Once I confirmed that Sadaoka’s movement had stopped, I acted as if the previous strike had grazed me.

“Kagisaka-san!”

“Are you okay!?”

Jinguuji and Homura rushed over.

“D-Don’t worry. I-I just stumbled a bit…”

I kneeled on the ground, pretending to be out of breath.

With this act, Sadaoka wouldn’t suspect anything.

——Was that a lucky shot?

That’s the misunderstanding I want him to have.

I won’t press the advantage any further.

(Even if I stop it, that previous punch was enough to instill fear.)

His fighting spirit is already broken.

His thoughts should be somewhat more composed now.

Seeing me crouched like this, he must be reminded how risky it can be for a student of Aisu, a prestigious school, to cause trouble in public.

“You!”

However, there was one unexpected thing for me.

It’s not the certain Senpai who almost took the punch; it’s Chifuyu.