Chapter 75: The Change (Part 3)
Translator: Cryus
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I was standing right in the middle of it all like an idiot. My brain wasn’t working normally.
That was too shocking. Not once did I ever think that Michel liked .
I liked Michel a long ti ago.
He was the only one who recognized and treated like a girl.
Because of that, I was very happy, and fell in love with him. But I knew that I wasn’t special to him.
That’s why when Kinoshita-san and Michel were dating, a part of felt bitter, but I was able to give them my blessings.
Because I knew that she was his ideal type of girl, I completely gave up. That’s probably why my feelings toward him have changed.
And that’s why I’m feeling confused after hearing Michel’s confession.
Back when I liked him, I always felt excited when he opened doors for , or when he kept away from danger, as if it was natural for him.
But it’s different now.
Even as I’m visibly shaken from his confession, I manage to tell him my true feelings.
I can only see him as my junior rather than as a guy.
I have no experience in romance. If it was soone else who had confessed, I would have been at a loss for words.
But I know because I liked him, and my feelings have changed since then.
I reject him while hiding the fact that I liked him. Michel’s eyes are welling up with tears of sadness.
His tears aren’t streaming down his face, although they’re getting caught on his long eyelashes.
「Um…… uh…」
Still looking sad, he slowly closes his eyes. When he opens them, the tears are gone.
「I won’t give up.」
「Huh?」
「I can’t give up. I love you. I’ve stopped thinking about you as simply my senior for a long ti.」
「A long ti?」
I accidentally asked out loud.
「Rember the ti I gave you the marron cre?」
「Huh? Yeah.」
One ti, Michel gave so vanilla flavored marron cre containing marron glacé. His Maman had sent it in bulk from France.
They were so smooth that it felt like they were lting in my mouth, even though the taste was simple. I was shocked that such wonderful sweets existed.
I rember that lingering feeling as I went up to Michel and thanked him again.
「You’ve always been the person keeping everyone in check. I’ve always thought of you as a reliable person. But at that ti, you were romping about over re marron cre like a child and speaking to absentmindedly. I saw you in a completely different light at that mont.」
「……I-I seed so different…… Because I was running around…?」
I don’t rember being so excited that I ran around wildly…… I think.
The only thing I do rember is the taste of the marron cre. I’m freaking out.
Just as I’m about to apologize for acting childishly…
「It was from that mont. I began to pay more attention to you…… You always seem so adorable when you’re overco with joy over the most minor things. By the ti I realized it, I had always been looking at you.」
「Ador…!」
That was one of the words that describe the least.
Yet he said it so plainly as if it were natural to him. I’m not used to praises like that, so I don’t know how to respond.
But I do want to say, I don’t think of the marron cre as a minor thing.
「Sagiri-san, you’re always so positive, kind, and reliable, but sowhat clueless. I’m in love with all of that. I’m in love with you.」
「Uh… um…」
I’m staggering from the barrage of words that are unfamiliar to .
I don’t know how I should react. I take a step back, but Michel grabs my hand and stops .
He’s usually soft spoken and gentlemanly, so I’m shocked by his forceful manner. I look up at him.
「I love you.」
How many tis has he told that with such a sad expression?
Shaken by his sudden confession, I try to calm down by taking deep breaths, but to no avail.
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I love you. I can’t give up.
Even as night falls, I can’t get Michel’s confession out of my head.
Nonomiya-san is calling on the phone.
「I’ll make snacks fer Mizuhara-cchi. So leave him to !」
I’m so busy thinking about Michel that I’ve already forgotten about Mizuhara and Nonomiya-san, even though they were the cause of this ss.
She didn’t tell exactly what they had agreed upon, but it seems like she managed to stick it out.
When I think about it, Mizuhara has a lot to gain with Nonomiya-san as my replacent for making snacks.
Firstly, she’s a lot better at making pastries than I am. Plus, she has feelings for Mizuhara, so she’ll be more invested in it.
Unlike , she’ll probably listen to all his requests regardless of her mood or the market prices.
Many things considered, Nonomiya-san is the ideal partner for Mizuhara.
Most of all…
So ti ago, we each talked about our future dreams.
Mizuhara has drawn up a plan to go on a world tour for sweets with the money he’ll earn from work.
He’s already doing that on a sowhat large scale, but he’s planning to get his hands on the local sweets in each country.
He even read maps of jungles while saying that certain pastries are difficult to obtain because they’re only used during traditional coming of age ceremonies.
I’m a little concerned about how far he’ll go.
During his sweets tour, he’ll scout for talents on a global scale, and retire in his forties while surrounded by snacks. That was his grand plan.
I retorted that it was too early to retire.
But the real problem is that when we start working, I’ll naturally have less ti to go to his place to make snacks for him.
I’ll be too busy getting used to my new environnt to make snacks, and even if that wasn’t the case, it’s going to be difficult to coordinate our free ti.
But Nonomiya-san is a third year student, and still has leisure ti.
She’s decided to help her mother and work in her culinary classroom, so she doesn’t have to worry about job hunting. Plus, she’s already a professional in making snacks, so Mizuhara should have no complaints.
I’ve been making snacks at Mizuhara’s place almost everyday.
I’m a little sad that it’s suddenly co to an end, but it wasn’t like we were going to continue this way after we graduate.
It was just a little premature, that’s all.
Michel’s confession, and Nonomiya-san taking my place in making snacks at Mizuhara’s place.
These were the two major events that happened before Christmas.
It was an unexpectedly major change in what little remained of my college life.
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