You Were Experienced, I Was Not: Our Dating Story 1st Date [Parts 1 to 9] by Makiko Nagaoka

Author:Makiko Nagaoka
Language: eng
Format: epub

Then, come break time, I felt Kurose-san’s stare from beside me. And as I wondered whether I should tell her or not, in case she asked me...

“Hey, you’re Kashima Ryuto, right?” came an intimidating female voice.

I didn’t remember doing anything wrong, but it still gave me a fright. Looking behind me, I saw a girl in an imposing stance diagonally to the rear of my seat.

“Y-Yes...” I replied.

I knew her. In fact, she was Shirakawa-san’s best friend, the super gyaru Yamana Nicole.

“I need a word with you.”

“What...?!”

What could she possibly want with me...?

***

That day after school, I was drinking a shake in a fast food café in front of the train station, with Yamana Nicole across the table. She’d been eating french fries without a word for some time now, scrutinizing me the whole time.

Fashion-wise, she was a gyaru. Her brown-dyed hair was even closer to blonde than Shirakawa-san’s. A necklace sat on her open chest, earrings hung from her ears, and she had flashy nails—but other qualities, like the sharp look in her eyes, gave the slight impression that she was a delinquent. So when she’d told me to come with her alone, I couldn’t help fearing she was going to challenge me to a one-on-one or something.

She hadn’t said anything even after I’d stayed silent for a while, so I finally spoke up, no longer able to put up with the weird mood.

“Um, uhh... I’m very sorry... Did I...do something...?” I knew she was my classmate, but I unintentionally spoke with undue politeness.

Yamana-san furrowed her brows and glared at me. “Huh?”

The menacing nature of her glare made me shudder. I felt like grabbing my bag and hightailing it out of there.

But then, she said, “Just so you know, I’m not mad at you or anything. I was born with these eyes.”

“What...?”

Now that she mentioned it, the look in her eyes may have been sharp, but I couldn’t really call her expression grim. So much for the “smile” pun in her name.

“French fries taste like shit when they’re cold, so I’ll talk after I eat, okay?” she said.

“Oh, okay...”

In contrast with her french fries, my shake needed to be left alone for a while before I could even drink it—it was frozen stiff. I tried to sip at it anyway while I waited for Yamana-san to finish eating her meal.

Then, once her sleeve of french fries was finally empty, Yamana-san wiped her fingertips with a paper napkin and looked at me again.

“So, like, didja know Runa’s birthday is Sunday next week?”

Her words left me speechless all of a sudden. “Huh...?”

“You serious? Guess you really didn’t know,” she said, looking at me with mild astonishment on her face. “Aren’t birthdays one of the first things you wonder about right after you start dating? Then again, this is you we’re talking about, so I figured you probably didn’t ask her.”

“Huh? What do you mean...?”

In response to my question, Yamana-san shot me a glance. While she probably really wasn’t angry, that sharp look of hers was nothing but a source of fear for me.

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