Living with the Arrogant Queen from High School is Surprisingly Not Uncomfortable

“Hey, can I go out for a bit this Saturday?”

Still hugging Yamamoto’s pillow, I asked him this question while sitting in a girlish manner.

“Sure. Where are you going?”

“… Just out.”

I realized I was being vague about where I was going.

I don’t care if I told him about going out with Ito or Ota, but I didn’t want to say that I was going out with Akari. I wonder why. I don’t know.

“I see.”

“You’re not going to ask for more details?”

“Do you want me to?”

“I won’t forgive you if you do.”

“Why did you ask then?”

Yamamoto looked a little troubled.

That’s true. My statements have been contradictory.

“You’re annoying. You’ll never attract girls with that attitude.”

Being told the truth, I replied with a sour face.

Told the contradiction, and got sulky about it. My moves now are, indeed, somewhat harsh.

“Could you at least let go of my pillow now?”

Ignoring Yamamoto’s words, I lay back down on his futon.

After sighing, Yamamoto turned his attention back to the TV.

I did say to Yamamoto that I didn’t want him to pry too deeply… But being ignored feels lonely.

“… I think I’ll meet up with a friend.”

Give me attention, give me attention.

Inwardly pleading for his attention, I ended up telling Yamamoto about my plan for Saturday.

“I see. Guess I’ll be in the way then.”

Lately, whenever I went out, Yamamoto had been accompanying me. So he seemed to have somewhat expected to go with me this time. I feel even more guilty now.

To distract myself from the guilt, I hugged Yamamoto’s pillow even tighter.

“That’s good.”

“What is?”

“Your high school friends, they were worried about you.”

“… I don’t think so.”

“But, you’re meeting them, aren’t you?”

“…Yes, but…”

Those high school friends like Ito and Ota, they were probably just using me for my influence. What kind of reaction would they have if they saw my current situation?

They’d probably express sympathy in their words.

But deep down…

“Well, make sure Kasahara supports you.”

“…How do you know Akari is coming?”

For a moment, a wicked emotion surged in me.

How does Yamamoto know Akari will be at the gathering? Are they secretly connected?

I glared at him for a moment, and Yamamoto tilted his head in confusion.

“Because you… you’re not the type to reunite with high school friends, are you?”

That’s true.

Especially after living with my ex-boyfriend and all the ensuing complications, that line of thought became even more prominent.

“I figured the only person who could convince you to go is Kasahara.”

“…You’re right.”

Reluctantly, I admitted.

“It’s annoying that you guessed right.”

“…Sorry about that.”

Why am I so irritated at Yamamoto?

Oh, I see.

He hit the nail on the head about my feelings. That means he’s been paying close attention to me every day.

The realization that I was being observed so closely… made me feel a little embarrassed.

So, I was embarrassed and irritated.

Is this what they call tsundere?

“I’m going to sleep.”

I announced.

“That’s my futon.”

“Shut up.”

“You’ve been acting a bit like your high school self recently.”

Shut up, shut up.

…Idiot.

Turning my back to Yamamoto, who had a baffled look on his face, I closed my eyes.

And so, after a few more nights, the Saturday when I would meet with Akari and the others arrived.