Chapter 1997 Ohori-senpai's Return

Chapter 1997 Ohori-senpai's Return

Encountering Ohori-senpai here, my instinct to avoid the trouble that probably still followed her quickly took over me. I suspiciously inspected our immediate vicinity to see if someone was hiding somewhere or if not that, someone could’ve been acting nondescript, tailing her discreetly.

The previous incident was still fresh on my mind. With that cuck bastard who kept fantasizing about Ohori-senpai being taken by someone else, I had no choice but to be careful about becoming the object of his sick fantasy.

Upon confirming that no one was around or I just failed to detect any sneaky bastards, I decisively grabbed the unfortunate girl's wrist and brought her away from the scene before she could voice out her confusion about my reaction.

I know. I noticed her pleasant smile with that greeting as though seeing me delivered a positive vibe to her day I didn’t have the time to admire or analyze what that meant.

I warily kept a watchful eye like a paranoid idiot until we reached a place that I deemed outside of any possible vantage point angle.

I just couldn’t risk it, after all.

I’d rather become the enemy of most guys than a character in their fantasies, especially for someone who has a cuckold fetish.

When I turned around to face her, Ohori-senpai, who managed to keep up with my speed, looked a little flustered and out of breath.

I felt a little apologetic upon seeing that but before I could apologize, the girl put a hand in front of her as she huffed to catch her breath

Seconds later, she lifted her face to look up at me. With her round, crystalline eyes which reflected the current state of my face, Ohori-senpai slowly shook her head.

In contrast to my seemingly paranoid reaction, Ohori-senpai looked to be increasingly amused by the second. By the time her eyelids appeared to be smiling, the girl covered her pursed lips before a peal of soft giggles escaped from the narrow gaps between her fingers.

My eyebrows couldn't help but rise from that. I was slow to understand why she was laughing.

Before I could figure out the answer, Ohori-senpai glanced down at her wrist, still held within my grasp.

Ignoring my hold, the girl lifted that same arm. Slowly and methodically.

Upon reaching the height of my face, she stretched her fingers open, reaching out to fix the disheveled fringes of my hair from my mad dash to this place.

“You know, I regret not discovering this side of you earlier, Onoda-kun. No wonder Aoi eventually fell for you. You’re the type who wouldn’t just abandon or give up on something without a plausible reason.”

“Senpai, I don’t think that's the case. Also, never have I expected to be praised by you.”

I admit. I was taken aback by what she said. It felt like she was already too different from the Ohori-senpai of the past. Or rather, even if I was keen on helping her this time, I didn't expect her to act like this around me.

“Psh. You don’t have to deny it, Onoda-kun. Even for someone like me, you're going the extra mile to help me. But you can relax this time. I learned my lesson."

"I've exercised caution and ensured that no one is following me. Besides, haven't Aoi told you? Your strategy worked. I confronted him but even if he tried to reverse it on me, I got the other girls on my side. And Aoi.”

With her lips curving up into her nostalgic impish smile from days past, Ohori-senpai tried to assure me. Following that, her hand landed on my shoulder, sliding ever slowly to my chest. But as though she woke up from a trance, she hurriedly pulled that hand away, hiding it behind her.

Of course, that also meant my hold on her wrist also loosened.

I processed her words and tried to recall my conversation with Aoi... And she's right, my girl already informed me.

While it hasn't been completely resolved yet since they're from the same class, their breakup has already spread even to the neighboring classes. Rumors that they cheated on each other as well as her ex trying to stalk her have started circulating as well.

My lips stretched into a small smile before shaking my head.

"Nope. But someone as important as Aoi to me."

"Eh? Shimizu?"

And I shook my head again.

Ohori-senpai blanked out from that.

A few seconds later, maybe realizing what I was pointing at, her round eyes widened.

"You... Are you telling me you're not only dating Aoi and Shimizu? There's more? Did they know?"

"Yes, they do." I swiftly answered without hesitation.

And that dealt another damage to her psyche.

"What the... So the reason you're here is not because of Aoi or Shimizu."

"Hmm? Are you disappointed?"

"I'm appalled."

"Thought so. But this is me, senpai. You still want that cake?"

It would be better if she gave up here. However, with my experience of Aoi's unruliness, I doubt it. They're cut from the same cloth.

"Ugh... I'm already here. Why not see through this? Let me see how she will react to seeing me with you. You know, I should help Aoi win you over, no?"

Although her face showed her frustration at me, she steeled her expression and grabbed my arm, linking arms with me. And because of this, the softness inherent in her chest once again assaulted my senses.

Thankfully, she seemed to be too focused on the issue at hand. She was unmoved even after pushing herself further on my side.

I endured the sensation and shrugged before replying, "Suit yourself, senpai. But I think she'll be pretty chill about this."

Ohori-senpai glared at me for a few seconds before blowing air through her nose, airing out her frustration.

"Ugh. I don't know if I should hit you or not. I won't back down though. Bring it on!"

Sounding like she was going to a war or something, Ohori-

senpai marched on, dragging me with her.

A short while later, we arrived at the cafe. There, Ririka, who was waiting for me, waved from the table she secured for us. At first, her happiness upon seeing me was highlighted but as soon as she saw Ohori-senpai clinging to me, she entered battle mode, her straight eyebrows slanting downward and her round cheeks puffed up.

Mhm. What an adorable girl.