I Confessed to the crosssdresser

Chapter 24

When we left the stadium, it was quiet, unlike how it was full of excitement in the audience zone.

Leto and I remained silent before finding a bench in front and taking a seat.

His words made me laugh slightly. Then, Leto tapped my forehead with his hand and frowned.

"You're way too nice."

"...So you don't like it?"

"Who doesn't like it?"

He immediately responded. Oh, that's good then. As I smiled brightly, Leto blushed again and instantly turned his head away.

I hadn't been in a good mood, but seeing Leto's honest expression made my heart flutter for some reason.

"I like that side of you......I like it quite a bit."

Leto said, avoiding my eyes until the end. I felt like he changed his words in the middle, but it was fine.

I was seized with the urge to hug Leto, but I held it in.

"Thank you, Leah. To be honest, I want to ask for a hug, but I'll hold it in."

"......I'll give you a hug."

He opened his arms timidly. I didn't expect this.

I was taken aback by Leto's active appearance, but since such an opportunity was rare, I quickly fell into his arms.

Perhaps Leto followed me out to comfort me. If not, would he do something he wouldn't normally do without hesitation?

The scent of his school uniform made me smile. Leto's unique scent smells good.

Every time he came out of the bath, the scent that spread made me sleepy and my heart pounded.

One day, when he regained his true form, I wanted to hug him like this. Then, the scent on his body will be more strong.

"What else do you want?"

"......is it my birthday today?"

"What? It's your birthday?"

Leto removed me from his arms in surprise.

"You should have told me that beforehand!"

"No, it's not my birthday. It feels like my birthday because you're so nice to me today......"

Leto let out a breath as if he was a little relieved by my words, and soon smiled.

"So is there something you want?"

"Name."

"What?"

"When are you going to call me Bree?"

Leto's face flushed even more at my words. We were not hugging or even holding hands, so why was he blushing even more? When I looked at him, Leto hesitated and covered my eyes with his own hands.

I tried to pull my head back when I couldn't see anything because his palm blocked my view. But Leto covered my eyes until the end and soon opened his mouth.

"Calling someone by their nicknames......I only say it if I like them."

"What?"

What is he talking about?

"I only call people I like by their nicknames."

"You like me."

"No, I don't mean that kind of like......"

Leto let out a breath in frustration before removing his hand that was blocking my view.

Come to think of it, he has never called anyone by their nickname in <How to Recognise a Murderer>.

I remembered a scene where he had called his brother by his nickname and he got scolded severely.

Maybe that's why he was reluctant to call me by my nickname. It could be some kind of trauma.

I was worried that I had troubled him by requesting that

We spent the time talking more about random things, but Vivian never showed up.

"Shall we go?"

I nodded as Leto spoke. In the end, we brought snacks without achieving the goal and returned to the audience seat.

The match ended a few hours later. It was, of course, a victory for the Swordsmen department.

Tomorrow was the day when the Arts and the Medical department competed for third and fourth place.

The students headed back to the dormitory, discussing who will take third place tomorrow.

The students stepped out of the audience zone one by one. But the three of us didn't move.

"......."

"......."

"......."

No one mentioned to leave first. It was around the time when there were only a few people left in the audience zone.

Even the students, who remained in their seats with the lingering effects of the game, have now come to their senses and left the stadium.

Even in summer, the night breeze was chilly. Bona curled up her body and gnashed her teeth.

Perhaps she was weak against the cold, her trembling appearance was pitiful.

Leto, who happened to have a coat, took it off.

"Oh, you didn't have to, thank you......."

"Who's going to give it to you? Briseis, cover up."