The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten Volume 4 (WN Version)

111 - Oath with the Angel

"Man that was harsh..."

Amane had a bath, washed away the dirt on his body, and once done, he leaned on the welsofa, feeling comfortably fatigued from the exercise.

As expected, he was attacked furiously during the cavalry battle.

Though it was expected, the aggressive bumps caused Kadowaki and the others much trouble.

"This is youth huh?" Hiiragi said excitedly, giving a bloodthirsty grin. Perhaps he liked such competition after all.

Amane's team did not survive till the very end as they faced the incoming onslaught. Thanks to their rider Kuju's heroics, they got more headbands they imagined.

Kuju contributed the most, but Mahiru, observed in the opposing ranks, smiled at Amane.

And just like that, the afternoon matches ended, followed by the closing ceremony. After the usual cleanup, Amane returned home.

Too many things happened, and he ended up all weary, but the day did not end.

...I have to say this.

Mahiru mustered such courage to reveal their relationship publicly, and chose to establish a relationship with Amane.

His pride as a boy would be ruined if he dithered and did not reciprocate those feelings.

But how am I supposed to do it?

He made up his mind, but once he thought about how he had to confess, he was hesitant and troubled. Perhaps this was the reason why he was derided as a coward.

It was the first time in his life that he had really fallen for someone. it was no wonder he was troubled, given that he had to confess to such a person.

Girls surely wanted to be confessed to under such a romantic atmosphere. How do I convey my feelings to make her happy? These frustrations would never garner any answer as they continued to swirl in Amane's mind.

While he put his hands on his forehead, wondering what to do, he heard the door unlock.

He shuddered, for the sound indicated the arrival of the girl who caused him frustration, the girl who unlocked the door using his key.

it was the first time in his life that he was really tense hearing the sound from the door.

The door was then shut and locked.

The slippers echoed off the floor, and a sound seemingly encompassed the air...appearing at the entrance was the familiar girl with the flax-colored hair.

"Amane-kun."

The faint red lips formed a gentle arch, a gentle expression.

She showed a expression similar to the usual, as though the buzz at school never happened. No, her smile was sweeter than usual, and his heart pounded faster.

One had to wonder if she noticed how shaken Amane was, for she sat next to him as usual.

The distance between them was smaller than a fist.

She was about to position herself again, and the soft silky hair fluttered, the shampoo fragrance flung violently towards Amane.

It appeared Mahiru too went home to wash away her sweat. One could notice that her smooth milky white skin was showing some redness.

Once he realized that Mahiru had just left the bath, Amane tensed up more than before. Mahiru in turn showed him a beautiful smile.

"Amane-kun, I feel you have lots of things to say to me, or ask...but may you listen to me before then?'