Dullard Buddy-kun: Heading Reluctantly to School Again Today - Episode 33

Sleepy.

Yesterday, after all was said and done, I ended up getting into bed at the surprising hour of 1 AM.

The math homework itself was finished sooner than I expected after I was told the scope.

However, after that, I continued exchanging various messages with Mr. Yamamoto on LINE, and before I knew it, it was that time…

For now, when I get to school, I think I’ll quietly thank her in person again.

Thinking about such things, I, Kento Mamiya, am on the train heading to school.

While holding onto the strap, I gaze blankly at the scenery outside. The morning sun streaming into the train car is dazzling again.

For now, I will try to clear my mind and not think about unpleasant things. I will try not to think about them, but…

I want to go home.

For now, those words come to mind as usual from the morning, but realistically, I’m heading to school. There’s no way I can go home when it hasn’t even started yet.

And then, as I was thinking such foolish things again, the train stopped to let passengers on at the next station, and the doors slowly opened.

Just in case, I always ride in the first or last car of the train where there are relatively fewer passengers, so I don’t often run into people I know.

I was thinking that…

The sight of a familiar face boarding the vehicle I’m in…

“Mm, good morning.”

“Good morning…”

And for some reason, she stands next to me as if it’s the most natural thing in the world, holding onto the strap.

If that’s fine with you, then it’s fine with me, but I still feel a huge sense of discomfort.

Yeah. The woman standing next to me now is the beauty from the next class, Arisa Shibuya.

“Do you have a part-time job today?”

“No, it’s different today too.”

“n”

I wonder if she really is weak in the mornings.

I’ve heard rumors that they are often late, but even now, they are rubbing their big eyes, looking extremely sleepy.

“Did you have breakfast?”

“Well, I usually don’t eat breakfast…”

“n”

And, what could it be?

While the person next to me was chatting away, I suddenly found myself at the nearest station to the school.

Of course, I get off the train.

Of course, she also gets off the train.

And, although it’s not something to take for granted, the sight of my girlfriend, Arisa Shibuya, walking beside me…

Well, if that’s what you really want, I have no right to say anything, but even from an objective standpoint, this scene feels out of place…

As I walk, lost in such thoughts, the sweet and fragrant aroma wafts through the station as usual.

Yeah. It’s the smell from the bakery inside the station.

This smell from the morning is incredibly powerful.

In fact, I often see the school kids buying bread here and heading to school.

Well, precisely because it’s a place where a lot of the school kids go, I’ve never been there…

Once I successfully graduate, it is a place I would like to visit.

“Mm, I’m hungry. Mamiya, let’s stop by somewhere.”

“Huh?”

Come over?

For now, when I turned my face to the side, her gaze was clearly directed at me, as if she had just spoken those words.

“Uh, me…?”

“Yeah, you’re saying that, but…”

Saying that, she heads towards the bakery.

And then, unable to come up with an excuse to refuse on the spot, I ended up following behind him anyway.

As a result, now I find myself already inside the bakery I was planning to go to after graduation…

“Does Mamiya like melon bread?”

“Um, well…”

“n”

What the… Could it be that you’re trying to treat me?

As expected, I thought that was… but

It seems to be different.

In my eyes, she was holding just one melon bread for herself and was already at the register paying.

Well, that’s true. Of course.

That was close, I almost misunderstood. Safe.

And so, in the end, I left the bakery without buying anything.

Once again, as I walk towards school, there she is, Shibuya-san, walking beside me as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Next to me, she is munching on a melon bread, looking like she’s really enjoying it.

As expected, it’s freedom. Shibuya-san…

You hardly ever see someone confidently eating melon bread while walking to school.

“Delicious. Is Mamiya here too? Yes.”

Huh? What do you mean?

When I turned my gaze to the side, there she was, clearly offering me a half-eaten melon bread.

“Here, have a bite.”

Um, what on earth is going on here? I’m a bit confused.

“Well, it’s not that I’m okay right now, but…”

“Why? You said you liked melon bread earlier.”

And then, what is it? Those straight eyes. The silent pressure.

I can’t refuse because of the atmosphere, or rather, I feel like it would be bad if I refuse any more.

I thought about tearing it with my hands, but since the bread is being brought right up to my mouth, that doesn’t seem realistic either.

Well, if she’s okay with it, then I guess anything goes.

Thinking that, I quietly took a bite of the melon bread she was holding.

Thank you very much. It’s delicious…

“n”

And so, he and I continue walking towards the school.

Of course, the route to school.

There are many other students around who are walking in the same way.

No, what is this situation…?

Yeah, seriously, what is this situation…?