Friday, February 12. Touka HighSchool
"Please help me, Fukawa"
"Nope, don't want to…"
"We're buddies, right? Please?"
"Because we're buddies make me don't want to become your matchmaker. If you're not successful, I will feel guilty to you"
"I'm not asking you to become a matchmaker, only deliver this love letter"
"Huh…so I become some kind of messenger?"
"Yep, that's right…just become the messenger, will you?"
"Hmph...To whom you want me to deliver this letter?"
"To that girl!"
Hitoshi pointing his finger to a girl wearing glasses with braided hair that sitting on the bench at school garden and reading a book.
"She's Sato Mao, the student at class 2-7. Please deliver my love letter to her"
"You like that kind of bookworm girl like that?"
"Yup! I like it very much…I can' stand watching girl wearing glasses reading a book"
"Alright….just give me the letter"
I'm Fukawa Yamato. It seems I was born to help my friends. Since long time ago, I always asked by my friends to become their matchmaker. Actually, I don't mind to help them, on the contrary, I glad to be able to help them get the girl they like. But lately….
Somehow I'm feeling empty inside. I'm just an ordinary high schooler boy, not different from the other student. I also want to have someone l love and go on date with her.
After the school over. I and Hitoshi go the our locker to keep our things there.
"Fukawa…you should not just sulking like that. If you want to have a girlfriend, then make some efforts"
"Yourself also ask me to deliver your love letter"
"Ah that's different story….don't you have one or two girls that you like?"
"Nope…."
"Why that's so? you are a professional matchmaker, you should not difficult to find a girl to become your girlfriend"
"That's why I told you I want to have a girlfriend….Aahhh…is there any girl that like me out there?"
"You….whine again and again…sigh"
"Is there any girl that has a crush with me?"
"You're being a matchmaker but can't match a girl for yourself….that's really…"
"When my turn to have a girlfriend…."
I'm grumbling while open my locker to keep my book there and take my shoes. But when my locker opened…there's a letter inside my locker, not just a letter, it's a love letter. I hurriedly closed my locker with a bang.
"What's up Fukawa?"
"Ah…nothing. It's just my locker a bit hard to open"
Hitoshi continuing put his thing in his locker while I'm open my locker again. I hope what I've seen there before is not just my imagination. Slowly I open my locker and…..there's really a letter in there.
I almost cry from happiness. In the first time of my life, finally, Goddess of Love come to my life. I take that letter to see if there's any sender name in there.
What makes me surprised, the sender of that love letter is no one else than…Sato Mao!