Chapter 21 – It seems that JK Idol-san is interested in zoo (part 7)
When I come home, Sakurazaki will definitely call me, so I need to charge my phone.
"Kou..."
I met Nanamizawa in front of my house.
"Nanamizawa. What's up? Is something wrong?"
She's wearing her volleyball club uniform, so maybe she dropped by after club activities.
"Just visiting. Kou, where did you go just now?"
"I was just taking a walk. I went to the bookstore because there was a book I wanted to buy."
"Why are you lying?"
"............"
"I heard it from Michiko-san. She said you went on a date with a girl."
Please don't say that, Michiko-san.
Well, I also made a mistake by not asking her not to mention it... but I never expected Nanamizawa to show up suddenly.
"Sorry for lying. I was just trying to evade the topic."
"...fine, I don't care. It doesn't matter to me who Kou hangs out with."
"Y-yeah, that's right. I don't know why I tried to evade it either. Haha..."
"...well, see you, Kou."
Nanamizawa said that while pushing me away and left.
"Nanamizawa, wait a minute."
"....Kou, you..."
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"You know, Kou, no matter how many times I express my feelings, it won't change."
Nanamizawa continued walking without looking back.
"I can't reciprocate your feelings."
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I never thought Himahara-kun would care about me that much.
After coming home, I changed my clothes while reflecting on today.
"Nako, are you home?"
While lost in thought, my mother called me, and I snapped back to reality.
"Oh... yeah."
"...Did you play with your friends?"
"...Yes."
My mother approached me with a face that seemed to know something.
"You didn't eat unhealthy things, did you?"
"I brought my own lunch, so I didn't buy anything."
"...That's okay then. But there's one more thing."
My mother stroked my hair as she continued.
"Why did you come home at afternoon like this?"
"Huh? Um... because it's Sunday and it's dangerous to be out when it's crowded, my friend said..."
"...Oh, I see."
My mother stopped stroking my hair and left the room.
"Nako, take good care of that person. Selfless men like him are rare."
"...Yes. Wait, he, he's not..."
"You've also grown up a little, haven't you?"
I didn't hear my mother's last complaint, but I'm really curious how she knew it was a guy.
