episode_0027

When preparing for an athletics competition, there was something more important than selecting players.

That is, choosing the half-shirt to wear during sports competitions. It was a piece of clothing needed to distinguish between classes.

In a sense, it was so important that it could be said to be the flower of the sports festival.

‘I hope it’s normal.’

Still, there won’t be anything strange that requires jumping… In my last life, I wore a gi from Dragon Ball.

I was so embarrassed when I wore those clothes to school. The orange color isn’t just orange, it’s so bright that you can clearly tell it’s a low-priced Banti.

In that sense, the banti to be decided this time should be normal.

“Maid’s blessing!”

Not like that.

“It’s better than I thought?”

“I want to try it at least once.”

Why on earth did you come up with the opinion that it was a maid uniform? Do you want to see men wearing it?

Why would you do something so… terrible?

“Arthur, not only is it expensive, but it is also an athletic competition in the first place. Wouldn’t it be difficult to move?”

Very fortunately, the opinion that it was a maid uniform was dismissed. Aside from the shame, there were too many shortcomings.

It’s a sports festival, but it’s difficult, hot, and expensive.

There were many reasons not to buy it.

“Let’s put on a jumpsuit.”

“It’s so hot I’m dying, really.”

There were more opinions from students about Banti than expected.

Uniforms, soccer uniforms, baseball uniforms, haorina, locatina. The opinions were not as bad as I thought.

When there were quite a few opinions like that.

Riya, who was drawing with a pencil in a notebook next to her, kept looking at me and the notebook alternately.

“What are you doing?”

“Let’s see what suits you.”

Looking at the notebook where Riya was drawing, I saw that the clothes that had been mentioned so far had been drawn in pencil.

What surprised me a little was that the model wearing all those clothes was me.

Me in a soccer uniform, me in a gi, me in a lokati, me in a haori.

The pictures weren’t very detailed, but several points said that the main character in the picture was me.

“Why is it all me?”

“…? I have to see if it suits Sihyeon.”

“Is that so.. okay?”

“Vision is the most important.”

It seemed like he only cared about me, which made me feel a little better without realizing it.

I was a little embarrassed to see several of my faces drawn in the notebook, but as long as Riya liked it, it was okay.

Riya, who had drawn all the costumes that had been nominated so far, marked the haori she had drawn in the most detail and said,

It was me wearing short sleeves and a haori.

“This is the best.”

“Haori?”

“Yes. It suits you well.”

I was attracted to it ever since I heard the idea that I would do it too.

It was easy to move, easy to mark, and easy to take off. In short, it was a piece of clothing that had no particularly uncomfortable parts.

Since Seonghwa High School also incorporated a lot of Japanese culture, haori is a pretty good choice.

Personally, I wanted to try it on at least once.

“Li, what are you two going to vote for?”

Asuka, who had been talking to Yuwon for a while next to her, came towards us with a bright smile on her face.

Yuwon and Hoyeon came as a bonus.

Asuka came over and picked up the notebook where Riya had drawn pictures of me with a surprised expression.

“Wow… is it all Sihyeon?”

“Huh? Ugh, yes… That’s right.”

“You drew it very well.”

Riya blushed slightly and opened her mouth, as if she was embarrassed to say that all those people were me.

And then Asuka, who had been looking at the pictures for a while, smiled and said with a very pure face.

“Riya, you really seem to like Sihyeon?”

“….?”

At those words, Riya and I both froze and couldn’t say anything. My mouth did not open in embarrassment.

What did you hear just now?

Does Riya like me?

“No… that…?”

Riya’s face turned bright red at Asuka’s words and she stuttered, unable to speak properly.

Riya is speechless and unable to speak properly.

It was not easy to say anything properly here.

To say no, she didn’t want to deny her sincerity. To say it was good, I didn’t want to reveal my feelings here.

“Huh? No?”

“No.. it’s not.. it’s not…”

A voice that seems as if it will crawl away.

It was a voice that turned bright red and went down like a head bowing down.

A situation where you can’t say anything because you don’t want to deny or say anything. It’s truly a dilemma.

“Stop it, Lee, you’re in trouble.”

The person who prevented Riya from such a situation was none other than Sihyeon herself.

His face also turned red.

Although not as much as Riya’s, his face was clearly red and embarrassed.

But like her, I couldn’t say anything.

‘Because it’s a joke.’

I thought it was a joke.

Thinking that what Asuka said was a joke rather than sincerity, he was embarrassed at first, but now he has found some composure.

And that image caught Riya’s eyes.

‘…Does the vision have anything to do with it?’

Does he really have nothing to do with it?

Unlike myself who is so embarrassed.

As the accident reached that point, Riya’s urgency for the vision grew even greater than her shame. To be more precise, it was jealousy without an object.

“Sihyeon.”

At that thought, Riya stopped.

Her face was still bright red and she was embarrassed, but she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck with a firm hand.

Keep your eyes focused on her.

He didn’t stop there, but pulled, so that the distance between her and his face was at most a finger’s span.

I was embarrassed, but I didn’t run away.

“You don’t like me?”

“…!?”

I was even more surprised than before, because I didn’t expect Riya to say something like this, even if it was Asuka.

You don’t like Riya?

No, absolutely not.

There’s no way you wouldn’t like Riya.

But if it’s a feeling for the opposite sex…

‘I don’t know…’

I’ve never felt like liking the opposite sex before, so I don’t know if this is it.

There has to be a precedent to know what this feels like.

I am a reincarnated mother with no romantic experience in either my past or current life.

Plus, I’ve known Riya for a long time, so it’s hard to define my feelings with her.

Because from the beginning until now, we have had a very deep relationship.

I couldn’t define it as a romantic relationship or a heterosexual relationship.

but.

But that didn’t mean I hadn’t decided what to say to her here and now. That one thing was certain.

‘I don’t like it, Harley.’

No matter what feelings or meaning it may have, I like Riya.

Either as friends or rationally. i like her

Because I am a very precious person.

With that thought in mind, I opened my mouth that wouldn’t come out. I put my truth into words.

“..Okay..Do it..”

“…Really?”

“Is there a way to not like it?”

I’m embarrassed.

Actually, I don’t even know what I’m talking about.

‘I don’t regret it, though.’

Being ashamed is shameful.

Anyway, whether she was satisfied with those words or embarrassed, Riya immediately turned her head and stood up.

He turned his face and didn’t show me his face.

“I’ll go to the bathroom..”

Riya left the class with hurried steps and headed to the bathroom. At first glance, his face looked red.

A moment of silence came to the space we were in, and Hoyeon opened his mouth, breaking the silence.

“Just that. Did you finally confess?”

“…Huh? Oh, no? Confession.. is not.”

It’s not a confession, it’s a confession.

“Ha.. I really have a lot to say, but I don’t know what to say.”

What are those pathetic eyes?

“Well… make sure to do it later.”

“…”

It’s not that I like it rationally.

Previously, I would have said this and immediately refuted it, but I can’t do it now.

I couldn’t rationally decide that I didn’t like her. Now I can’t define what my true feelings are for Riya in my heart.

I couldn’t say anything and kept my mouth shut.

‘Do I like Riya… rationally?’

The thought stuck in my head.

#

Riya quickly ran to the bathroom and cooled her head with cold water. My head was so hot.

Of course, that didn’t calm my complicated and heated head, but I felt like it was going to explode if I didn’t do this.

“Huh…”

After cooling her head a little with cold water, she thought carefully.

‘Sihyeon… said it was good.’

Just now, Sihyeon clearly spoke to her.

I like her.

Sihyeon said so.

‘Of course, it’s not rational.’

But that didn’t mean he thought he really liked her, rationally.

She probably wasn’t being rational either, because she knew he didn’t know how she felt about him.

If not…

There must have been some kind of reaction to what I’ve done so far.

If she knew and did nothing, that was a serious problem for her.

So, this doesn’t mean I like it rationally.

Nevertheless.

“Still… I like it.”

Still, it was good.

This was the first time he said the direct word ‘good’ to Riya, and that was enough.

This alone can help him become more conscious of himself. Just do it little by little. As before.

There was no need to be impatient or anxious. She doesn’t want anything urgent.

Because he continues to be by her side.

‘i like you.’

I like you, Sihyeon.

From when we first met until now. All the way.

Recalling Sihyeon’s shy face earlier, Riya smiled slightly and soon returned to her class.

Banti was a haori that she thought would suit Sihyeon well.

#

So a week later.

The sports competition has begun.