CHAPTER 30

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I finished my self-study session.

I didn’t study well because of various thoughts, but thanks to a habit I had, I was able to finish the part I was supposed to finish before dinner time.

It was a relief.

When the dinner bell rang, I thumped my head on the desk.

“Kenta, you stupid dimwit…!”

I remembered Alan’s surprised expression right before the self-study.

I’m sure the idiot-like Alan was waiting to eat and would be staring at me if I turned my head back, but I was too scared to do so.

It’s been only a few days since we decided to start dating, so who would talk about a blind date?

To be honest, the only time I was in a relationship was in middle school, and even then, I never had a proper conversation.

When I saw what was commonly referred to as jealousy on TV, I was also the only one who kept saying that there was no need to do such a thing.

But now it appears that I purposefully asked Kenta to do this.

Of course, I said I didn’t agree right away, but…

I’m wondering how such a situation could occur as soon as I express my sadness to Alan...

My thoughts race to me like ripe fruit from a tree.

“Hmm…”

I let out a sigh. I wanted to slap myself on the cheek to calm down, but I couldn’t.

I remained silent for a while.

Alan’s voice came from behind.

“Jeff.”

I answered without looking at him.

“Yes?”

“Shall we go out for dinner tonight?”

I jumped up as I was taken aback by his words. I slowly turned around and looked at him.

As before, he was neither surprised by Kenta’s words nor sorry for being annoyed with me. It was the usual Alan.

“…”

If I felt a little strange about that, maybe it would make me have no conscience.

He said one more thing to me, who was staring at him with my lips pursed.

“I have something to say.”

Was he breaking up with me?

No way…

He said he had liked me for a long time…

But after we started dating, I started whining and pretending to be pitiful.

And when Kenta asked for me to come to a blind date, I couldn’t say no, so he may have grown tired of me.

I bit my lower lip and my eyes were filled with determination.

Then I looked to the side, covered my mouth’s sideway with my hand, and spoke in low voices.

‘I’m not going to meet the people Kenta mentioned.’

Alan’s face frowned.

“Aren’t you crazy if you do?”

Even if you say that…
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Alan ate really well.

We were sitting in the cafeteria after I mentioned that I didn’t want to go outside because it was too hot.

Alan who had received a bowl of rice scooped the rice and ate while leaning back.

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