It's a romantic comedy for everyone, so why am I the only one single?

"I just fixed the window you broke a few days ago!"

"Can't you hold back a little?!"

"How could I possibly stop myself!"

"Faced with Arima Kousei's dissatisfied complaints, Sawabe Tsubaki also adopted a fierce posture, casually picked up a recorder that someone had pulled down from the table next to him, and struck a cool swinging pose."

"This is the last spring of my junior high school life! I must become a triple champion!"

""

"If it were someone else at this moment, they might be inspired by Sawabe Tsubaki's confident and energetic figure and become excited as well."

"But Kousei Arima just silently turned around and walked towards the fallen glass. His silent, gloomy back seemed to be in a completely opposite world to hers."

"Ugh--"

"I have to apologize again and fill out a damaged item form."

"Never mind, let's collect these broken pieces of glass first."

"Then I'll go get the winnowing basket—"

"Sawabe Tsubaki's eyes darkened for a moment, then she perked up again and ran with a grin toward the broom and dustpan that were placed in the corner of the classroom."

"However, Arima Kousei didn't seem to hear it and had already reached out to pick up the broken glass on the ground."

"Wait! Fingers—"

"Sawabe Tsubaki's expression changed, and she instinctively cried out in surprise. At the same time, she rushed over at the speed of a home run and grabbed his arm."

"Really!"

"Don't you know this is dangerous!"

What if you cut your finger?

“Sawabe Tsubaki angrily scolded.”

"Hands are a pianist's most precious possession!"

"But she forgot that Arima Kousei no longer plays the piano."

"So what?"

"A flat, emotionless voice came from Arima Kousei's mouth, and along with his dull eyes, it deeply pierced Sawabe Tsubaki's heart, leaving her speechless for a moment."

"The air seemed to become silent and gloomy."

"The April sun illuminated every corner of the music room, but it couldn't reach Kousei Arima's heart."

"I still can't save you, Kousei?"

“Sawabe Tsubaki murmured to himself, his nose suddenly felt a little sore, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a hot current that was about to burst out uncontrollably.”

"Fortunately, just then, the sound of a camera shutter being pressed was heard outside the broken window."

"A handsome and sunny guy with orange, messy hair, wearing a sweat-soaked and somewhat dirty soccer jersey, who could be identified at a glance as one of the most popular guys, appeared outside the broken window at some point, facing the two people in the music room, and pressed the camera button on his phone."

"Tsk tsk, they're neighbors and childhood sweethearts, a loving couple who're always so affectionate!"

"The almost frozen air began to flow again because of this sudden joke."

"Sawabe Tsubaki, who was originally holding onto Arima Kousei's arm, suddenly let go as if she had been electrocuted, and two blushes instantly spread across her wheat-colored cheeks."

"We're not a couple!!"

"The exact same response came from the two embarrassed and annoyed people in perfect unison."

"However, the two of them had completely different thoughts."

"Huh? Don't they like each other?"

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Chapter 5: An Assist That Couldn't Be Provided

The sudden sound startled Iura Hide, who was all smiles like an aunt.

Looking up, Yasuda Makoto on the podium was nowhere to be seen, and most of the seats in the classroom were empty. Next to him, Ishikawa Toru was packing his schoolbag.

Beside him, Kono Sakura was holding her newly organized English notes, looking at him apologetically.

"Sorry to bother you, but the next class is chemistry, and we'll be late if we don't hurry."

"Ah! I forgot!"

What was initially just a tiny bit of dissatisfaction vanished instantly.

Iura Hide quickly closed his notebook, hesitated for a moment, then stuffed it back into his bag and frantically pulled out his chemistry textbook.

Unfortunately, chemistry class had to be moved to a chemistry classroom full of laboratory equipment, which was hardly a place where he could concentrate on writing his novel.

"These are my notes from the English class just now. Yasuda said there will be a pop quiz next class, and I think you should be able to use them."

Kono Sakura took a deep breath and handed the notebook she was holding to Iura Hide.

Since entering the second year and being assigned to the same class, Iura Hide had borrowed her notes before, but this time...

"Boom! Boom!"

Perhaps because she had lent it out willingly, she seemed to suddenly hear her own heartbeat.

"There's even a pop quiz? Yasuda's a real schemer! Thank goodness for you, Kono!"

While making sarcastic remarks about Yasuda Makoto, Iura Hide gratefully accepted the notebook, revealing his signature husky smile.

Bathed in the refreshing April sunlight streaming through the window, it looked especially inviting.

My heart started beating faster, which was really frustrating me.

"correct."

Sakura Kono couldn't help but avoid his gaze. While picking up the textbook that had been prepared on the table, she asked in a soft, curious voice, "Don't Tsubaki Sawabe and Kousei Arima like each other?"

"Oh, that would ruin the fun, so you'll have to wait and see for yourself later on."

"Let's go, Toru~" Iura Hide chuckled, picked up his textbooks, and turned to call out to Ishikawa Toru.

"Please, I would have left long ago if I wasn't waiting for you!" Ishikawa Toru caught up with him in a few steps, then couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Do you think Hori-san will say yes?"

Although he didn't write novels in class as openly as Hideaki Iura, he also just spaced out in English class.

Even after the bell rang and everyone left the classroom laughing and joking to go to the next class, he was still struggling with his decision.

"Stop dreaming, Hori-san will never agree to you, so just give up on that idea~"

Iura Hide wanted to tell him directly, but after glancing at his nervous and expectant expression, Iura Hide sighed helplessly and gave up the idea.

"Idiot, if you really want to invite Hori-san, go and ask her yourself, okay? Don't you know that no one who asks others to get Hori-san's phone number has ever succeeded?"

Upon hearing this, Ishikawa Toru immediately showed a surprised expression.

To be honest, at this moment, he looks more like a husky than Iura Hide.

How did you know? How come I didn't know?

"Idiot, because back in first grade, I was the one who was always asked to go find Hori-kun!"

"And Yoshikawa Yuki too," Iura Hide silently added to himself.

then

During his lunch break, he intended to continue writing his novel and try to submit it to a publisher as soon as possible, but he was dragged along by Ishikawa Toru, who offered him unlimited drinks for a week as payment, and led him to Class 1 to find Hori Kyoko and Yoshikawa Yuki.

However, the predetermined outcome will not be changed because of this.

First of all, Hori Kyoko did not like Ishikawa Toru; she only regarded him as a good friend.

Even Iura Hide's relationship with her was closer and better.

Besides, she really needed to rush to pick up her younger brother from kindergarten, then go to the supermarket to buy discounted eggs and vegetables, and go back to cook dinner. She simply didn't have time to go to karaoke.

So even though Ishikawa Toru mustered up the courage to personally come and invite her, she still politely declined with an excuse.

"Smimasai, you guys should go to karaoke or something, I really don't like singing."

"As expected, they still don't want to tell the truth."

Iura Shu glanced at Miyamura Izumi, who was sitting not far away by the window, with her head down, her hair, which was a bit long for a boy, hanging down and almost completely covering her face. She exuded a dark aura and couldn't help but shake her head inwardly.

To be honest, he really couldn't understand why Hori Kyoko was hiding it.

From a boy's perspective, her going to pick up her younger brother from school early every day and taking care of all the housework is admirable.

This kind of virtuous wife and loving mother demeanor should be more popular with boys, right?

However, he still quite liked the Hori and Miyamura pairing, so

"Alright, don't make things difficult for Hori-san, let's go together~" Iura Hide patted Ishikawa Toru's shoulder with a grin.

"That's right!" Yoshikawa Yuki quickly chimed in.

Some of the oversized sleeves, as the arms swayed unconsciously, looked like comical ghosts, making people want to laugh.

Unfortunately, those who should have laughed didn't, and those who shouldn't have laughed...

Yoshikawa Yuki glared fiercely at Iura Hide.

"What are you laughing laughing!"

I don't usually laugh, unless I can't help it~

"Go to hell! You idiot!!!"

Eye contact complete!

Yoshikawa Yuki deliberately changed the subject, proudly displaying her bento box while looking at Ishikawa Toru, but handing the chopsticks to Iura Hide.

"Hey! This is my homemade octopus sausage, would you like to try some?"

Seeing the hint of expectation hidden in her eyes, Iura Hide rolled his eyes inwardly.

It's obvious that she really wanted to give the octopus sausage to Ishikawa Toru, but she was just shy and pretended it was for him.