Watashi, Dokidoki Renai Kakumei de Onii-chan Yattemasu

The Sports Festival and the Odd-Jobber and the Staying Over (3)

Perhaps it's time I do something about my disposition of getting swept by the flow.

But seeing Prince's downhearted look makes one feel like listening to what he has to say, doesn't it.

I think the characters here definitely know they're good-looking. Surely, they know that with their good looks, showing a downcast look or gazing with upturned eyes, the other party will listen to what they have to say.

Despite knowing that, I listened to him against my better judgment.

And as a result of listening to him, for some reason Prince's coming over to play at my house.

"Kiritani, get in the bath too."

"Yeah."

Won't the encounter rate with Mitsuki increase if Prince's coming over, for a moment I thought of it as a boon but alas, Mitsuki said she's staying over at Subaru's house.

Is Mitsuki really a heroine? She has such bad timing. And she personally holds too little will to have a romance. Could it be she's not in the love mode yet because it's still June? I haven't played many otome games so I don't know what a normal state of progress is like. If I knew it's gonna be like this, I should've played more otome games or BL games.

"Are you okay with the change of clothes being mine? The size might be too large though."

Prince's thin enough that it becomes a little worrying, so my clothes might be too baggy for him.

The official profile I received from Subaru stated something like 175cm and 60kg, was it? Too thin. Isn't it better to be slightly heavier?

Prince accepted my home clothes, and nod, silently nodded.

Staring at the back view of Prince who entered the bath, I let out a deep sigh.

Certainly, I do like Prince. But that's friendship, and I want Mitsuki to raise the love flag with Prince.

It might be me being too self-conscious, but I doubt we'll pass the night like this with nothing happening. It'll be good if it's a needless worry, but I've an inkling something that I can't tell Subaru will happen.

At the very least, if this flag raised in the real world when I was female, I might've been able to respond, but it's impossible now. Definitely impossible.

Nonetheless, I'm weak to things such as Prince's face or his voice or his smell, huh. According to Subaru it's apparently some setting of the Prince's pheromones mesmerising the Sakurai siblings, but sheesh she really made an unnecessary setting.

"Makoto, thanks for, the bath."

"Un?! Ah, yeah!"

As I brooded on my own, Prince returned before I knew it.

It's downright awkward being alone with Prince in my room.
Come to think of it, this might be the first time I'm alone with Prince. After all, we were always with Soutarou or Kaname and so forth.
What should I talk about? Food we like? Or how we spend our time off? I've a feeling either of them are kind of off.

Prince sat down beside me. I got even more nervous as the bed creaked.

My disoriented fingertips came into contact with those of the Prince who shifted to the bed. My fingers reflexively fled in surprise but Prince's fingertips chased after mine resolutely, entwining and capturing them.

Uwah, I'm nervous. I'm nervous but it's stranger to feel needlessly conscious about it. Prince's the type who doesn't have many friends, so he might just be poor at judging the distance to take between friends, and might just be acting spoiled.