Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Chapter 262: It\'s Sendai-san\'s fault if things don\'t work out — 262

Translated by KaiesV

Edited by KaiesV

Sendai-san’s choice of a blue skirt was not available.

It may be because I’ve been slacking off at home, but I haven’t had to go out since I bought the skirt, so it’s been sitting in my closet.

I sigh one sigh and then close the closet.

The skirt I got at the school festival, hanging next to the blue skirt, had a few outings. I think it was useful, although I only used it because Sendai-san was so condescending as to say she bought it for me.

The blue skirt was her choice, as was the skirt she gave me, but I was the one who bought it. So, I don’t have to make use of it, but I’m angry that Sendai-san doesn’t want to take her turn.

I don’t intend to go out even if she asks me to go somewhere, but it’s not interesting that she doesn’t say anything.

「You told me to keep it normal.」

Even though a good number of days have passed since then, Sendai-san just kisses me on her own accord, and I don’t think she has become normal. Normally, she would ask me to go out with her, or to go out to a convenience store, or this and that, but she just stays at home quietly.

It’s not refreshing to see her smiling like she’s being normal when she’s not.

I lay back down on the bed.

I’m dying of boredom.

I type an overly exaggerated message on my phone and send it to Maika. Usually I get a reply right away, but not today. I have no choice but to grab a manga from the bookshelf. Halfway through reading it, I hear a ring on my phone and I put the comic down on my pillow and answer the call.

「I was eating lunch.」

I hear Maika’s cheerful voice.

「Isn’t that late?」

It’s now long past noon and close to snack time.

「I ate late in the morning. I couldn’t get up early enough to think I didn’t have plans.」

「I know how you feel. I want to slack off on my days off too.」

「I woke up at noon yesterday.」

「I’m up in time to eat breakfast, for one thing.」

「I thought you said you were being woken up by Sendai-san?」

「I’m awake on my own.」

Sendai-san doesn’t skip meals even after spring break.

We eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner together because we eat as usual.

「Oh, yeah. You’ve got someone to pass the time with, right?」

Maika suddenly remembered and continued,「There.」

「What do you mean by “there”?」

「She’s at home, isn’t she, Sendai-san. Is she going out today?」

「She’s in her room, but…」

「Ah, maybe you had another fight with her?」

「We didn’t, and it’s not my fault.」

I don’t know what Maika was thinking, but I don’t want to be told to apologize again, so I deny the fight and what I am about to say. Generally speaking, Sendai-san and I don’t fight.

「I haven’t said anything yet.」

「I told you first because you might tell me.」

「Preempting is something someone with a guilty conscience would do.」

I hear a voice behind the phone that seems to be smirking at me.

「You’re quick to make me the bad person, but there are times when Sendai-san is at fault, Maika.」

「Maybe so, but you seemed to do a lot worse, Shiori.」

I don’t know when and where it was created, but the image of Sendai-san in Maika’s mind seems too good to be true.

She is certainly not a bad person.

But I don’t think she is as good as I think I should be if we fight.

She kisses me without refusal and tries to make strange promises. Although she creates an innocent atmosphere, she is also an erotic devil.

If I tell Maika about such Sendai-san, I can change her image, but there is no way I can tell her. If I tell Maika, she will change her image of me as well as of Sendai-san.

However, by telling everything, I can let Maika know that Sendai-san is mine.

Even when we are out together, I can let her know that it is my Sendai-san who is choosing Maika’s clothes, and even when I am walking next to Maika, I can let her know that Sendai-san belongs to me.

If only I could say it, right here, right now——

「He—y, Shiori?」

I hear Maika’s voice interrupting my impossible imagination, and I panic.

「Eh, what?」

「Because you suddenly went quiet.」

「Sorry. By the way, you said the concert you went to with Asakura-san had the best set-up.」

I swallow those words I shouldn’t have said and try to shake the events of a few days ago.

「Yeah-yeah. I liked many of the songs. Shiori should have come too.」

「And I don’t play that game.」

Asakura-san sometimes invites me to anime and game events. Sometimes I go to those, but sometimes I don’t. This time it was an event related to a game, and Maika went with me because her favorite voice actor would be there, and I did not.

I went to the live concert in an outfit chosen by Sendai-san and received a message from Asakura-san, who complimented him on how cute she looked.

Even now, Maika is on the other end of her phone again, talking about the clothes Sendai-san chose.

Words that should have been swallowed come up to my throat.

I consciously choose different words, lest words I shouldn’t have said slip out of my mouth.

I lost track of how long I had been listening to Maika, when I heard a knock on the door, followed by Sendai-san’s voice,「Miyagi, can I have a word with you?」

「Sorry. Sendai-san wants to see me.」

I tell her over the phone and get out of bed.

「Okay, I’m hanging up now, so don’t fight with Sendai-san.」

「I won’t, see you.」

I hear Maika’s voice saying, “See you later,” before hanging up the phone. Then I opened the door to find Sendai-san standing there with her phone.

「Mio wants to talk to you, Miyagi.」

「Komatsu-san is——」

What does she want?

I was about to say to Sendai-san, when I heard a loud「Yahoh—」from her phone. It was the kind of voice that made me want to regret hanging up the phone with Maika, and I glared at Sendai-san, who turned her phone toward me.

I hadn’t heard that the phone was connected.

「Shiori-chan, I told you to call me by my given name, not my family name.」

I hear a bright voice in vain.

When I met her at the café, she said that to me and I was going to do so, but when I was with Sendai-san, I didn’t have to call her “Mio-san” so I forgot all about it.

「…Hello, Mio-san.」

I don’t actively want to get to know her, but I feel that it would be troublesome if I call her “Komatsu-san,” so I call her by her given name.

「That’s so stiff. Let’s go with a softer touch. Yahoh—, Shiori-chan.」

「…Yahoh.」

「Yeah, that’s nice. So, to get to the point, can I go visit your house tomorrow?」

「Eh, tomorrow!?」

When I looked at Sendai-san’s face at the shocking words that blew away the fact that I was forced to do that “Yahoh” thing, she made me worship her with one hand. I can tell that Sendai-san didn’t bring this up because she looks like she has “sorry” written on her forehead, but I’m not happy to find out.

「I was promised to do it March, so I was wondering if tomorrow would be a good day.」

「Errm…」

There is no doubt that I said March would be good, and it is already March, but it is too soon to tell. It has only been a few days since March.

「Oh, I knew it was too soon? What about the day after tomorrow?」

「The day after tomorrow.」

It was early.

Too abrupt.

「How about tomorrow, when we have more time to spare?」

「Sendai-san’s schedule——」

「Oh, Hazuki said whenever is fine. Right?」

Mio-san says as if to take away my words.

「Yeah, I’ll go along with both of you.」

「Shiori-chan, that’s fine, right?」

When asked the question of choosing another day, which is not an option, I reply,「Then, the day after tomorrow.」

「Alright! The day after tomorrow then.」

「Mio, what about the time?」

「Ah, let’s see. Can I come afternoon?」

「Okay, but what time?」

「I’ll call you later. Well, then, that’s that.」

Mio’s voice disappears and the phone hangs up.

「…What was that, just now.」

Kicking Sendai-san’s leg, a light voice responds.

「Isn’t it fine? It’s day after tomorrow.」

「It’s not fine.」

「Whether it’s later or earlier, it won’t change the fact that Mio is coming to visit us, so it would be easier for her to come early, wouldn’t it?」

「Yes, but… If this was the case, I should have never hung up the phone with Maika.」

A phone call with Maika and a phone call with Mio-san.

Although the phone call with Maika, who was swallowing down words she shouldn’t have said, was not a pleasant experience, it was better than talking to Mio-san and having her agree to visit the day after tomorrow.

「You were talking to Utsunomiya?」

「She was calling me, but I hung up.」

「Sorry… what did you talk about?」

I have an apology in my head, but Sendai-san’s voice is lower than usual. She’s not grumpy, but her voice is not cheerful.

「It was about going to a live concert with Asakura-san.」

「I haven’t heard that. Miyagi, did you go to the concert with Asakura-san?」

「Maika went, not me. I was invited, but I didn’t go.」

「Did she ask you to come?」

「What is it about every single one of these?」

「I’m sorry I didn’t know that story.」

That’s true.

I have not told Sendai-san.

I told him that if I was supposed to go to the concert, I would go out and include Asakura-san. But if I don’t go, it’s not something I should bother to tell Sendai-san.

「There’s no need to tell you, Sendai-san.」

「There’s a need. Tell me who you talked to and what you talked about, Miyagi.」

「Why not? You don’t care who I talk to or what I talk about.」

Even I don’t know everything about who Sendai-san is talking to and what she is talking about. I am curious, but I don’t know.

Once we became roommates, we set some rules.

But there’s no rule in that rule to tell her who I talked to and what kind of conversation I had. Even if we were to re-create the rule now, we wouldn’t make such a rule.

I am sure that if I know all the things that are bothering me, I will become even more curious about Sendai-san and want to know more about her. I am afraid that the objects of my jealousy will keep increasing and I will lose control of her.

「Not good. I want to know everything you’re talking about, Miyagi.」

「It’s strange that I tell you everything I talk about with my friends.」

「Even if it’s strange, I want to know.」

「Why?」

「…If I told you I’d be jealous if I didn’t know, would you believe me?」

Sendai-san is different from me.

Even though she knows everything I care about, she doesn’t get jealous.

I think that’s why she asks me to tell her who I talked to and what kind of conversation I had with whom when she’s not around.

「…I don’t believe you.」

After a short answer, Sendai-san said nothing further.