About The Case When I Started Living With A Cool Goddess-Sama, But Because Of Being Too Spoiled, She

Dumped By A Childhood Friend. (Part 2)

When I confessed my feelings to Kaho, she said, “I don’t see you, Haruto, as that kind of person.” I was greatly shocked.

We have been together since we were small, we were like brother and sister.

That’s what Kaho said.

I was in bed for two days that weekend because of the heartbreak.

But the real trouble came after that.

Kaho seemed to feel awkward and started avoiding me.

I understand how she feels.

It’s true that it’s difficult to treat someone you’ve rejected the same way you used to.

If it was a childhood friend who she had spent all her life with, it would be even more difficult.

However, I wanted to be with Kaho even if we were just friends, and it also hurt my feelings to have Kaho avoid me.

I suspected that Kaho actually disliked me so much that she didn’t even want to talk to me.

If that was the case, I would have to give up trying to repair our relationship.

However, as a result of research conducted by girls who were friends of her’s, I found out that she did not dislike me in any way.

It was just that she couldn’t see me as a person of romantic interest, and when I confessed my feelings to her, she simply felt awkward so she avoided me.

That’s what she meant.

If that’s the case, there is at least a chance that we can get back to our original relationship.

I then tried my best to return my relationship with Kaho to that of “a childhood friend and a good friend.”

Through meticulous research, careful attention to detail, and the full support of Kaho’s friends, I was able to restore our relationship to the point where she would casually talk to me in the classroom.

I think I did my best.

Great job! Me!

Although it is sad that the result of my efforts is that our relationship has only become less than what it was before.

If I stay close to Kaho, even as just a friend, maybe I’ll have another chance.

I expected a bit like that, and in fact, her friends nodded their heads and cheered me on, saying, “Yes, that’s right.”

But I know.

That day will probably never come, when I can be more intimate with Kaho than I was in June of my freshman year of high school, right before I confessed my feelings to her.

Anyway, what I see in front of me is the current Kaho.

When Kaho asked me where I was looking, I just answered honestly, “I was looking at Mikoto-san.”

If Kaho liked me, she would have been in a bad mood if I said such a thing, or she might have gotten jealous.

But I don’t have to worry about that.

She is not in a relationship with me or anything.

“You’ve been looking at Mikoto-san? Why?”

Kaho tilted her head curiously.

I thought for a moment that Kaho is cute with such detailed gestures, and then shook off my evil thoughts.

There was no particular reason for me to be looking at Mikoto-san.

“I mean, Mikoto-san, she was in the infirmary earlier, wasn’t she?”

“Yes?”

“So I was wondering if she knew about the classroom where we have to go after lunch break.”

“I see. I wonder if she knows about it.”

“Then I’ll have to tell her.”

“Haruto, you are very kind, aren’t you?”

Kaho smiled softly.

I’m not that nice, and I think it would be better if she would be the one to go and tell her though.

When I said so, Kaho exaggeratedly clasped her shoulders with both hands and trembled.

I guess it was a gesture of fear.

Kaho puffed up her cheeks and says to my dismay

“I mean, Mikoto-san scares me.”

“She’s beautiful and an honor student who can do anything, right?”

“That’s why I’m afraid of Mikoto-san.”

“I have heard that Mikoto-san is more rough with boys when she talks to them.”

I insisted modestly, and asked Kaho if she would go in my stead. 

She then put her hands together to pray to me and winked at me with one eye closed.

“O God, O Buddha, O Haruto-sama. Please go and talk to Mikoto-san instead of me!”

“What are you doing?”

“Praying?”

“I think it’s Mikoto-san who is called God, not me.”

I looked at Mikoto Rei, whom they call a goddess.

It was true what they say about the beautiful Mikoto Rei, she looks good no matter what she does.

Even just sitting there, she looked like a scene from a beautiful painting.

In short, she is so perfect that it is hard for me to talk to her.

But there was no one else who could have told Mikoto-san about the classroom change.

I had no choice but to get up from my seat and go to her.