Yukino Yukinoshita Is Definitely Crushing on Me

Onozawa Kaho: "How about we ask Yui? Didn't she just add Yukinoshita recently?"

Junko Kamizawa: "With Yumiko's massive pride, how could she possibly allow herself to go ask Yui for Yukinoshita's Line ID? Getting her to muster up the courage to add Yukinoshita's Line herself is already pushing it..."

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

Junko Kamizawa: "Alright, let's do this: we'll do this first, then that, then this, and finally that."

By the time the morning classes and lunch break ended, during the second period of the afternoon, Junko Kamizawa walked in carrying a stack of flyers.

"The school sports festival is starting soon! If anyone is interested, please fill out this survey. You'll be able to redeem it for a snack later on~"

Someone in the class immediately asked in confusion, "Isn't the sports festival still over a month away?"

Onozawa Kaho immediately flashed a brilliant smile and handed him a survey, "Just fill it out, please, please!"

Under the offensive of such a cute, sweet-looking girl acting adorable, the male student had long since forgotten his question. "Onozawa-san, please let me fill out ten of them!"

"One is enough..."

The members of Miura's little group were all quite attractive and had always been popular, high-status figures in the class. As they walked around handing out the stack of surveys, most of the class gave them face and took one to fill out.

The survey contained some simple questions: name, hobbies, special talents, contact information, and so on.

Yes, based on how terrifyingly low Miura's initiative was when it came to matters involving Yukinoshita, Kamizawa and Onozawa planned to fish out information about Yukinoshita's personality, preferences, and the like all at once.

By this time, Miura had also realized what her two best friends were doing. She felt both happy and shy.

What is this? It's just a piece of contact information. If she really wanted it, Yukinoshita would surely hand it over with both hands.

Was it really necessary to go to such convoluted lengths?

Although she was still acting tsundere in her heart, Miura was staring longingly toward Kamizawa and Onozawa's direction.

Finally, the flyers reached the desk of Yukinoshita, who was busy doing problems during the break.

A question mark appeared on Yukinoshita's face.

Facing Yukinoshita's icy expression, Onozawa Kaho felt quite a bit of pressure. "It's a survey for the snacks and drinks we're preparing for the class during the sports festival, haha."

Yumiko, are you really planning to... pfft, I mean, become friends with someone as scary as Yukinoshita!

Yukinoshita turned her head away, uninterested. "I don't have any preferred drinks or snacks."

Junko Kamizawa leaned in and smiled, "Um, Yukinoshita, you'll probably be participating in the sports festival, right? So..."

Yukinoshita said in a calm tone, "I have poor stamina. I'll likely apply to the school for leave during the sports festival."

This person is completely impervious to reason!

Just as Ka Onozawa and Junko Kamizawa were feeling a bit dejected, they suddenly heard a clatter behind them, as if something had fallen to the floor.

The two turned around to see Miura freeze for a moment before hurriedly scrambling to pick up the textbook that had dropped.

"Haha, I accidentally dropped my book. I didn't disturb you two, did I..."

It was clear she was trying to act as nonchalant as she usually did, but the aura of disappointment, frustration, and gloom clinging to her was impossible to hide. Her eyes were even starting to turn red.

Yukinoshita bent down, picking up the book from the floor before Miura could reach it, and walked over to place it on her desk.

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

The warm, soft touch rested gently against her forehead.

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

A collective gasp rippled through the classroom.

Yukinoshita actually dared to touch Miura's face so casually? Miura was definitely going to explode in rage!

But to everyone's surprise, Yumiko Miura, who usually looked down on everyone with arrogance, was now blushing, her voice sounding guilty.

"It seems... it seems I really do have a bit of a headache..."

Miura was sent to the infirmary again.

Even though Ka Onozawa and Junko Kamizawa were Miura's best friends, they entrusted her to Yukinoshita.

Ka Onozawa flashed her signature cute smile. "I'll leave Yumiko's safety to you, Yukinoshita-san, ehe~"

Junko Kamizawa also smiled brightly. "That's right. Since I'm in charge of planning the sports festival, Ka and I have to go buy some necessary supplies after school today, so we can't stay with Yumiko for now~"

Miura gave a light cough and said with a straight face, "You two heartless... forget it. Important matters come first, you two go ahead."

A vein popped on Junko Kamizawa's forehead.

She really wanted to smile and say: In that case, I'll just stay here and keep you company, Yumiko.

That tsundere...

She would definitely cry, wouldn't she? She'd absolutely cry.

The school nurse was also quite impressed by Miura, who had visited the infirmary twice in a short period.

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

The school nurse was a middle-aged woman with a gentle expression. "Alright, give me the thermometer, okay?"

Miura grew nervous, slowly and reluctantly handing over the thermometer she had been holding in her mouth.

She didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

It was just that when Yukino Yukinoshita asked if she was feeling unwell, her brain had short-circuited for some reason, and she had said she had a headache.

The School Nurse took the thermometer and checked it. "Huh? Your temperature is normal."

Crap, the lie was exposed on the spot. She was going to suffer social death...

"Teacher, her forehead is very hot."

At that moment, Yukino Yukinoshita spoke up.

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

The teacher also reached out to touch Miura's forehead. After a moment, she pulled her hand back, puzzled. "It is indeed a bit hot. Lie down for a while, and I'll check on you again later."

Miura let out a long sigh of relief.

Thanks to Yukino Yukinoshita, she had survived.

Just then, someone ran in in a hurry. "Teacher, a student fainted during PE class! Could you please come and take a look?"

After giving a few instructions to Miura and Yukino Yukinoshita, the female teacher hurriedly grabbed her bag and ran out with the student.

The infirmary was suddenly left with only the two of them.

Such a quiet place...

Yukino Yukinoshita—would she do something to her?!

Miura quickly pulled the blanket up to cover half of her head, hiding her flushed cheeks.

"Y-you aren't allowed to do anything to me, okay!"

Yukino Yukinoshita realized that ever since her relationship with Miura had eased up just a little, her own face was always full of question marks.

Do something to her?

Was there anything she could even do to her?

Oh, right. Perhaps her past image as a blonde delinquent gal was too deeply ingrained in people's minds, and Miura thought she would bully her while she was sick?

No way, right? Could Miura, the school queen, actually have such worries?

Weren't you supposed to be the supreme ruler over all the girls in the school, including the delinquent girls?

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed helplessly. "Rest assured, I won't bully you."

Bully...?

They were such ordinary words, yet coming from someone like Yukino Yukinoshita, who wore cold indifference and abstinence on her face, Miura felt a strange, inexplicable sense of eroticism.

Yukino Yukinoshita must be thinking about how to "bully" her right now, right?

Ugh...

You're truly rotten, Yukino Yukinoshita!

Miura pulled the blanket she was covered with higher, gripping the edge with both hands, leaving only a pair of eyes that seemed to ripple with water visible beneath the covers.

She usually gave off an impression of being strong and arrogant, so seeing her suddenly make such a girlish gesture...

Honestly, it was incredibly cute.

Yukino Yukinoshita pulled the blanket down a little for her. "You'll faint if you stay smothered like that."

Miura instinctively wanted to act tsundere, but then she remembered all the repeated warnings and the battle plan that Kamisawa had sent her on Line.

Junko was right; if she didn't even have the courage to exchange contact information with a friend, Yukino Yukinoshita would probably continue to think she was difficult to get along with and wouldn't dare to get close.

So, gather your courage, Yumiko!

It wasn't as if she hadn't taken the initiative to make friends before, or hadn't exchanged contact info with other girls her age, so why did she find it so hard to speak up when it came to Yukino Yukinoshita?

Although Miura was a bit puzzled by this question, she didn't dwell on it.

She vaguely felt that she didn't dare to think about it too deeply.

"Yukino Yukinoshita!"

The sudden loud voice startled Yukino Yukinoshita. "...What is it?"

Miura was truly acting strange today.

"Um..."

Even though she had reviewed the battle plan on Line countless times, the extremely nervous Miura felt her brain spinning again.

The battle plan, what was the battle plan again...

I'm sorry, Junko. I'm sorry, Yoshika.

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

Just as Miura felt her brain overloading, her head was gently rubbed.

The Miura-brand high-efficiency boiler had been hit with a pause button.

Miura stared blankly at Yukino Yukinoshita, who was sitting on the edge of her bed. Her long black hair was perfectly neat, the red ribbon at the collar of her school uniform hung in a perfectly even arc, and the buttons at her collar and cuffs were fastened with meticulous precision.

Someone who was always so serious and cold from start to finish was now looking at her with such a gentle expression.

Like a child, she was soothed by that gentleness.

"Don't be in a rush. Take your time."

Back when she had first entered Sobu High School as a freshman, Miura had already heard of Yukino Yukinoshita.

Rumors about her being flighty, being a delinquent, and leading boys on.

At that time, there were victims in every class in the school, and curses and resentment toward her were rampant.

Back then, Miura had been unconvinced. How could someone like that possibly be better than her?

Later, after Yukino Yukinoshita toyed with Hayama's feelings, Miura's impression of her became even worse.

But at this very moment, she finally had to admit that Yukino Yukinoshita truly possessed a beauty so magical that it didn't need any external adornment to cleanse the soul.

"I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere. Take your time to think, and once you've figured it out, tell me slowly."

Yukino Yukinoshita said, "You can tell me whatever you want, Miura, or you don't have to say anything at all."

Miura suddenly felt her heart calm down.

She snapped back to reality and put on a huffy expression.

"It's just that, well, I'm the Disciplinary Committee Member for the class, but you didn't even join the class Line group, Yukino Yukinoshita. That's really not giving me any face at all."

Does a Disciplinary Committee Member even have to worry about that?

Although she was a bit puzzled, Yukino Yukinoshita still took out her phone and joined the group.

"Alright, I've joined."

The very next second, a notification pinged from her phone.