My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected

Onozawa Kaho:[How about asking Yui? Didn't she just add Yukino?]

Junko Kamizawa:[With Yumiko's strong pride, there's no way she'd let herself ask Yui for Yukino's Line ID. Getting her to work up the courage to add Yukino on Line is already pushing it...]

Onozawa Kaho:[No, I can't stand watching Yumiko like this. Junko, tell me what we should do!]

Junko Kamizawa:[Here's the plan. First, we do this, then that, then this, and finally that.]

After the morning classes and lunch break, during the second class of the afternoon, Junko Kamizawa came in carrying a stack of flyers.

"The school Sports Meet is coming up soon! If you're interested, fill out a questionnaire. You'll be able to claim a snack with it later~"

Someone in class immediately looked confused. "Isn't the Sports Meet still over a month away?"

Onozawa Kaho immediately smiled brightly and handed him a questionnaire. "Come on, fill one out for me? Please, please!"

Faced with the sweet, adorable little-girl act, the boy had already forgotten his question. "Ono, let me fill out ten!"

"One is enough..."

The members of Yumiko Miura's group were all good-looking, and they were popular, upper-tier students in the class. When they came in with a stack of questionnaires and handed them around, most of the class accepted one and started filling it out.

The questionnaire had a few simple questions, mostly about names, hobbies, special skills, and contact information.

That was right. Since Miura's ability to act when it came to Yukino was frighteningly low, Kamizawa and Ono planned to draw out all at once what they could about Yukino's personality, likes, and dislikes.

Miura had realized what her two closest friends were up to by then. She was both happy and embarrassed.

Honestly, it's only contact information. If I wanted it, Yukino would happily give it to me.

Why go to such roundabout lengths?

Though she was still acting haughty on the inside, Miura kept glancing hopefully toward Kamizawa and Ono.

At last, the questionnaire reached Yukino's desk while she was doing problems in her free time.

A question mark appeared on Yukino's face.

Facing Yukino's icy expression, Onozawa Kaho felt a little pressure. "It's a survey about snacks and drinks to prepare for the class during the Sports Meet, haha."

Yumiko, are you really planning to date someone as scary as Yukino... I mean, be friends with her?!

Yukino turned away, uninterested. "I don't have any favorite drinks or snacks."

Junko Kamizawa came over with a smile. "Um, Yukino, you'll probably be taking part in the Sports Meet, right? So..."

Yukino replied calmly, "I'm not very athletic. I'll probably ask the school for permission to take the day off."

This person wouldn't budge at all!

Just as Onozawa Kaho and Junko Kamizawa were starting to feel dejected, they suddenly heard a clatter behind them, as though something had fallen to the floor.

They turned around and saw Miura freeze for a moment before quickly bending down to pick up the textbook she'd dropped.

"Haha, I accidentally dropped my book. I didn't interrupt you, did I...?"

It was clear she was trying to act as though nothing was wrong, like she usually did. But she couldn't hide the gloom and dejection hanging over her, and her eyes were almost red.

Yukino bent down, picked up the book before Miura could, then walked over and set it on her desk.

Then she reached out and gently pressed her hand to Miura's forehead. "Are you sick? You've seemed a little off since this morning."

The touch was warm and soft, gently resting against her forehead.

Miura felt as if a flower had lightly kissed her forehead.

The class let out a collective gasp.

Yukino had actually dared to touch Miura's face so casually. Miura was bound to fly into a rage!

But, to everyone's surprise, the usually haughty Yumiko Miura, who looked down on everyone, blushed and answered uncertainly.

"I-I think my head really does hurt a little..."

Miura was sent to the nurse's office again.

Onozawa Kaho and Junko Kamizawa were Miura's closest friends, but they entrusted her to Yukino.

Onozawa Kaho put on her signature cute smile. "Please look after Yumiko, Yukino. Ehehe~"

Junko Kamizawa smiled, too. "Right. I'm in charge of planning the class's Sports Meet activities, and Ono's coming with me after school to buy some things we'll need. We won't be able to stay with Yumiko today~"

Miura gave a light cough and put on a serious face. "You two have no conscience... Whatever. The important thing comes first. Go ahead."

A vein popped on Junko Kamizawa's forehead.

She really wanted to smile and say, "In that case, I'll stay here with you today, Yumiko."

That tsundere...

She'd definitely cry, wouldn't she? She'd definitely cry!

The school nurse had a strong impression of Miura, who'd visited the nurse's office twice in such a short time.

"You sprained your ankle just last week, and now you have a headache... Young people need to learn to take care of their bodies, too."

The nurse was a kind-faced, middle-aged woman. "All right, hand me the thermometer?"

Miura grew nervous and reluctantly, slowly, took the thermometer out of her mouth and handed it over.

There was nothing wrong with her at all.

When Yukino had asked if she was feeling unwell, Miura's brain had short-circuited for some reason, and she'd said her head hurt.

The nurse took the thermometer and looked at it. "Hm? Your temperature's normal."

This is it. I've been caught lying red-handed. I'm about to suffer Social Death...

"Her forehead is really hot," Yukino said.

She'd just touched Miura's forehead with the back of her hand and found her face flushed, her forehead burning hot as well.

The nurse reached out and felt Miura's forehead, too. After a moment, she drew back in confusion. "It is a little hot. Lie down for a bit, and I'll check on you again later."

Miura let out a huge sigh of relief.

Thanks to Yukino, I've survived.

Just then, someone rushed in. "Nurse, a student passed out in P.E. Could you come take a look?"

After giving Miura and Yukino a few instructions, the nurse hurried out with her bag and the student.

Soon, the two of them were alone in the nurse's office.

Somewhere this quiet...

Could Yukino do something to me?

Miura quickly pulled the blanket over half her head, hiding her red cheeks.

"Y-You're not allowed to do anything to me!"

Yukino had noticed that ever since her relationship with Miura had started to thaw a little, she kept finding herself with a question mark on her face.

Do something to her?

What could I even do to her?

Oh, maybe my old image as a blonde delinquent was so deeply ingrained that Miura thinks I'll bully her while she's sick?

No way. Even Queen Miura, the queen of the school, worries about something like that?

Shouldn't she be the one ruling over every girl in school, delinquents included?

Yukino sighed helplessly. "Don't worry. I won't bully you."

Bully...?

It was an ordinary word, but hearing it from someone like Yukino, whose face practically spelled out cool and reserved, made it sound strangely suggestive to Miura.

Yukino's definitely thinking about how to 'bully' me right now, isn't she?

Ugh...

Yukino, you're so awful!

Miura pulled the blanket higher. She clutched its edge with both hands, leaving only her eyes visible beneath it, glistening like rippling water.

She usually gave people the impression that she was strong and haughty, so seeing her make such a girlish gesture...

Honestly, it was incredibly cute.

Yukino pulled the blanket down a little. "You'll pass out if you keep yourself covered like that."

Miura instinctively wanted to act haughty again, but then remembered Junko's repeated reminders and their plan on Line.

Junko was right. If she couldn't even work up the courage to exchange contact information with a friend, Yukino would probably still think she was unapproachable and keep her distance.

So be brave, Yumiko!

She'd approached friends before. She'd exchanged contact information with other girls her age, too. So why was it so hard to speak up when it came to Yukino?

Miura was a little puzzled by the question, but didn't dwell on it.

Somehow, she felt she didn't dare think about it too deeply.

"Yukino!"

Her sudden shout startled Yukino. "...What is it?"

Miura was acting so strange today.

"Um..."

Even though she'd read their plan on Line countless times, Miura was so nervous that she felt dizzy.

What was the plan again? What was I supposed to do...?

I'm sorry, Junko. I'm sorry, Kaho.

I'm going to let you down again...

Just as Miura felt her mind was about to overload, someone gently rubbed her head.

The Miura-brand high-efficiency boiler came to a stop.

Miura stared blankly at Yukino, sitting beside her bed. Not a strand of her black hair was out of place, the red ribbon at her uniform's collar hung in a perfectly even curve, and every button at her collar and cuffs was fastened neatly.

Someone so serious and cool from head to toe was now looking at her with a gentle expression.

She was being comforted tenderly, like a little child.

"Don't rush. Take your time."

Yukino said, "You can tell me anything you want, Miura. And you don't have to say anything you don't want to."

Miura suddenly felt calm.

She came back to herself and put on an indignant expression.

"It's just that I'm the class discipline committee member, and Yukino hasn't even joined the class Line group. You're being so inconsiderate of me!"

Did the discipline committee member have to manage that, too?

Though she was a little puzzled, Yukino took out her phone and joined the group.

"All right, I joined."

The next second, her phone began beeping with notifications.