Osananajimi ga Zettai ni Makenai Love Comedy Volume 2 Chapter 4 Part 5

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He who laughs last

Part 5

“Crap, I ate too much ohagi……”

“Ooh, is this not why Big Sister said you should control yourself? Now what are you going to do for dinner?”

The victory celebration had ended, and Kuroha and I were heading home.

From the embankment the river looked as if it was glistening from being shone on by the sun.

“Hmmm, perhaps I shouldn’t go to your house today then, Kuro…… If you’re alright with it, maybe I’ll just go and grab the stuff I’ve left behind or something……”

“That’ll end up with you eating late or something and totally getting fat, right? In that case, wouldn’t it be better if you just ate with us for the time being? For only as much as you can, of course.”

“Ahh, that’s true. Perhaps that’s what I’ll do then.”

“Mmhmm, you should, I’m telling you.”

Time passed tenderly away.

It had been hard to look Kuroha in the eye after rejecting her confession, and everyone knew what had transpired since the start of the second semester. Our very stormy relationship had continued, and for a period of time I had even felt fear at the prospect of talking to Kuroha all due to the shock of being rejected.

But having spent lots of time together by way of the commercial contest, our relationship had once again returned to normal.

A large part of that had been influenced, of course, by Kuroha becoming amnesic and the problematic parts of her memory being reset. Her amnesia was a sad thing, but with regards to us repairing our relationship it had undeniably been helpful in many ways.

Still, I didn’t know if or when her amnesia might worsen again and cause her problems in her daily life. When that happened, I thought above all else I would help her out. For all the favours I had received thus far were not things which could be paid back so easily.

Kuroha spoke while looking at her phone.

“Ah, dinner today’s Hamburg steaks apparently. Your favourite, Haru.”

“For real……? I wanna eat…… but my stomach’s…… yeah…… what’s the rest of the menu, by the way?”

“Potato salad and corn soup, but a shoyu version for me. Nice, just what I like.”

“…… Hm?”

I stopped still without thinking.

“Kuro, your sense of taste’s come back……?”

Her taste should have normalised along with her losing her memory.

“Eh? …… Ah, o- oh, that’s right! My taste’s changed, hasn’t it! I just got excited because it was something I liked from before! My bad my bad……”

“What the heck, Kuro. That’s a blunder.”

“Even so I’m a loooot less clumsy than you are, Haru.”

It was when Kuroha so adorably emphasised her words and dragged them out peculiarly that it proved she was in a good mood.

“Ohh, sure, sure. Right you are.”

What she said was so true that I was at a loss to say anything else.

“You also made lots of careless mistakes in that mini-test from a while ago, didn’t you, Haru? Don’t you think your results have just been a little too poor?”

“…… Ooh.”

Bad things had come crashing down upon me like violent waves since the cultural festival, such that there really hadn’t been the time for me to study. As a result my academics had taken a nosedive.

“You always manage to keep your high ranking too, Kuro. That’s amazing.”

“Hehe.”

Kuroha lifted her nose and stuck out her moderately large chest.

“The amount of effort we put in is different. After all, all you did was sleep through the summer courses we had during summer vacation, didn’t you, Haru. I could see you, you know?”

“……………… Kuro.”

“Yes?”

“Why do you remember what happened during the summer courses even though you’ve lost your memory?”

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“………… Teehee ♡”

“KuroooooooooOOOOooooo?!”

My childhood friend grinned adorably and showed me her tongue.

My wailing, on the other hand, reverberated across the dry riverbed and was absorbed into the cirrocumulus clouds.