Crack

Lying on the table, looking sideways at Sara Yasui, who was already sitting in her seat and squinting at him, the boy reached into his pocket and rummaged through it.

Then, under the puzzled gaze of the girl, he tossed her something round and smooth.

Looking at the fruit candy that landed in the middle of her book, Yasui Sara's rosy eyes slightly moved.

'How did he know I like to eat this kind of candy... Is it a coincidence...'

But the boy had no intention of explaining the doubts in her heart.

After throwing the strawberry-flavored fruit candies over, he laid his head down to sleep.

Tasting the sweetness in her mouth, swirling the candy with her little tongue, and seeing the boy ignoring her, Yasui Sara felt a vague dissatisfaction and glanced around.

After noticing that people around weren't paying attention and Itsuki kun was still sleeping, she picked up a pen, scribbled on a piece of homework paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at Sasaki.

Feeling the paper ball hitting his face, the boy curled the corner of his mouth and turned his head.

At the same time, his feet that were originally under the desk also stretched out.

Noticing Sasaki's movements, the girl panicked, straightened up like a thief, and looked around.

And it was only after she found that there was no one in the corridor outside the class and most of the students in the class were resting, that she breathed a sigh of relief.

Noticing the change in her mentality, the girl's eyes narrowed slightly.

'Why is my first reaction not to refuse...it's obviously such a hentai thing...'

She didn't understand, but Yasui Sara felt a slight heat in her calves, and couldn't help but rub her round legs wrapped in stockings against each other.

The rustling sound of silk fabrics rubbing together was really fascinating, and suggestive.

So... Sasaki, who heard the sound, stretched his legs out again.

Glancing sideways at the shoes that were closer, the girl bit into the fruit candy that was gradually fading in taste, feeling slightly hesitant in her heart.

She really wanted to know the reason...but the cost...

Thinking of that crisp and tingling experience, feeling it wasn't too bad a deal, Yasui Sara was about to stretch out her foot when she suddenly remembered Miwa Itsuki next to her.

'No, no... I shouldn't do this... It would be betraying Itsuki-kun...'

'But if I just stepped on it...it shouldn't count...'

The consequences of stepping on it were subconsciously ignored by her.

After all, she would just step on it.

As for being caught on the foot or something...that was not something she could stop.

But she would definitely sternly, very sternly scold Sasaki for doing that.

Preparing herself mentally, Yasui Sara, after crunching the candy into pieces and swallowing it, glanced at the sleeping Miwa Itsuki and slowly stretched out her foot.

Tap—

....

After a long time.

With flushed cheeks and slightly unfocused rosy eyes, Yasui Sara collapsed onto the desk, her pinkish-purple twin ponytails hanging limply behind her, signifying the girl's exhaustion.

[Because Yasui-san's feet (crossed out) smell of strawberry

~o(￣▽￣)b]

Looking at the content on the paper ball, along with the barely visible ink marks, the girl's face, flushed with redness, became even more charmingly radiant.

After giving Sasaki a fierce look, she lightly parted her cherry-colored lips and cursed softly.

"hentai~"

"..."

Looking at the rosy cheeks that seemed like the dawn sky and the eyes that appeared to be veiled with a layer of mist, along with her slightly pale but even more appealing cherry-pink lips.

Sasaki suddenly felt that this painless insult carried a bit of moist warmth with it.

Moist, soft, warm, and a little sweet with strawberry flavor.

[Sara is really cute~]

Unrolling the paper ball thrown by Sasaki and looking at the compliments on it, the somewhat dazed Yasui Sara suddenly felt a warmth spreading through her body, and even her heartbeat, which had returned to a gentle pace, began to speed up.

It was like a small motor being installed, running inside, 'thump thump' non-stop.

'It's too foul to call me a name in this situation...and it's cute...

This is too unfair to call my name in this situation... And cute... Obviously, Itsuki-kun has never praised me like that...'

The number of comparisons between Sasaki and Miwaki in her mind increased more and more, producing random thoughts, and Yasui Sara couldn't help but start to daydream.

Comparing the cold reception she received from her crush and the feedback she received after helping Sasaki made her suddenly realize that her care and attention were not insignificant in the first place.

'It wasn't that I didn't do well or not that I didn't do enough, it was Itsuki...'

Feeling the sweet, warm sensation flooding her heart, the girl's muddled mind began to gradually let go of the complaints against Miwa Itsuki that had been buried deep in her heart.

'Why doesn't he look at me more? Am I not pretty enough?'

'Why does he ignore my care and concern? Is what I do superfluous?'

'Why does he overlook my attentiveness? Am I not doing well enough?'

Feeling the sudden surge of negative emotions towards Miwa Itsuki in her heart, which she had always felt but never bothered to care, the girl's nose tingled, and her vision also blurred for a moment.

In the end, she turned her head and glanced sideways at the sleeping boy.

Looking at that familiar figure, the dissatisfied Yasui Sara suddenly came back to her senses.

'What's wrong with me?'

Why am I blaming Itsuki-kun,

I obviously like him so much...

Suppressing the emotions that shouldn't be there, the affection Yasui Sara had for Miwa Itsuki since she was a child made her return to her normal state of mind.

Shaking her head and looking at the note in the palm of her hand, the girl, who suddenly felt the need to pass the blame to others, couldn't help but mutter to Sasaki: "Frivolous."

Whoever asked him to call her name, they were obviously not that familiar.

And then complimenting her on being cute and all..

How could he say such things to someone he had known for less than a day?

Not to mention scratching her own feet...

Not only frivolous but also a pervert.

Unwilling to admit Miwa Itsuki's shortcomings and reluctant to face herself for comparing the two, Yasui Sara, in a manner of evasion, projected all these feelings onto Sasaki.

Of course, she knew it was wrong..but she couldn't control her feelings.

And it was not like he was not at fault.

Hearing the girl's reproachful words, Sasaki threw a paper ball in confusion.

[I was praising you...]

[I don't need it, Sasaki, the frivolous. ]

Looking at the replies on the paper ball, as well as the sleeping boy over there, and facing the sudden change in attitude of the girl, Sasaki Fuyumi seemed to notice something.

Still chatting with him meant she was not angry with him.

But she suddenly started blaming him... and it was after turning her head...

She must have noticed something.

After looking at the fierce girl, Sasaki Fuyumi lowered the corners of his mouth, lay his head on the desk, closed his eyes, and didn't reply.

Seeing the boy suddenly go silent and no longer paying attention to her, Yasui Sara's heart tightened.

She subconsciously bit her lip and threw another paper ball at him.

But Sasaki, who was lying on the table as if sleeping, made no move.

Afterward, she smashed a few more paper balls, but the boy still had no reaction.

'He must be angry...he obviously complimented others but got this kind of response...'

Twisting her own ponytail with her slender fingers, Yasui Sara looked at Sasaki, hesitating in her heart whether to go over and apologize.

But before she could hesitate much longer, a slightly bigger paper ball than before hit her.

[Aren't you going to sleep, Sara? Class is about to start; you'll be sleepy if you don't rest a bit. ]

Looking at the strawberry candy inside the paper ball and the words of concern, Yasui Sara, holding the candy, glanced sideways at Sasaki, who was winking at her, feeling an indescribable sensation in her heart.

'Itsuki-kun would just ignore me when he's angry...'

It wasn't like she was actively comparing them...but.

Thinking of Miwa Itsuki's behavior during the second period and the 'as if nothing happened' look of Sasaki, Yasui Sara replied with a "I'll sleep in a bit" before laying her head on the desk with complicated thoughts.