The British Girl wants to say "SUKI" not "I Love You." - Chapter 1 - Unforgettable First Love
- The British Girl wants to say "SUKI" not "I Love You."
- Chapter 1 - Unforgettable First Love - Prologue
ED/PR: Ucali and Samheart
It’s already been a month since I’ve entered high school.
I had gotten fairly used to the new environment and had already made quite a few friends in class.
I could now nonchalantly walk through the school gates, which I previously walked through with nervousness and anxiety. Moreover, the classroom door, which had previously felt heavy, now felt light.
And, as I walked into the classroom, the first thing I said was;
“Yamada, do you have any salt?”
“Yep, I do.”
It was on a certain weekday in May.
As I attended school with heavy eyelids, I just couldn’t help but blurt that question out as I witnessed the scene happening in front of me.
“Fufu, Souta is still as kind as ever~♡”
“Not at all~”
It was a scene with a rosy atmosphere in which my best friend was being given a lap pillow by a beautiful girl with semi-long brown hair, a well-rounded face and smooth, clear skin.
If the saying, “Other people’s misfortune tastes like honey,” had an antonym, it would surely be, “Other people’s fortune tastes like poison,” no?
As proof of that, some of the boys in our class were clearly distressed by this scene. They were biting their lips and shedding tears of blood.
“Hey, wanna go home together today as well?”
“Yeah, of course. Let’s go home, hand-in-hand, like usual.”
“””Ukiiiii..!!!””” [EDN: Hissss]
Every time the two of them talked, I would always hear weird noises coming from the other boys in the class.
What do I feel whenever both of them act like that?
Envy? Jealousy? Or perhaps bitterness?
—No, it’s nothing like that.
“Comrades, bring forth the salt! Yes, spread it all over them! Get rid of the existence called normies! Drive them out of our class!”
[TLN: insulting, indicating somebody is not wanted) to spread salt (to spiritually purify)]
“””Get lost, normies!!!”””
It was all—a mixture of those emotions.
Who deserved to see such a scene this early in the morning!?
After seeing that sweet, sugary scene, we were on the verge of vomiting!
For us non-normies, we could only see normies as nothing more than outside invaders!
Come! Now was the time to bring forth the salt and sprinkle them all over these accursed normies!
Then, I grabbed a handful of salt out of the bag given to me and was about to throw it at them.
However, the girl with the semi-long hair, who was also flirting with my best friend a few moments ago, stood up and walked over to me—
“Stop it already!”
—and slapped me as hard as she could.
“Good morning, Manaka.”
I replied while rubbing my swollen cheeks as I sat down on my seat.
It was my best friend since middle school, Sakuragi Souta, who greeted me.
Brown hair and a refreshingly handsome face.
Such were the words that completely describe Souta.
He had enviable well-chiselled features and a contrived kind personality.
Combined with his cheat-like athletic abilities, he was popular among the girls in school even though it had only been a month since he enrolled.
However, no girls had confessed to Souta since he entered the school.
—And why is that?
“Good grief… Don’t do such stupid things so early in the morning.”
That’s because Souta already had an existence called a girlfriend that he loved.
She was the girl with semi-long hair seated right next to Souta, sighing to herself. Yes, that girl was Souta’s beloved girlfriend.
Her name: Toudou Miyuki.
“No, on the contrary, I think you’re the stupid one here. Slapping me heavily on the cheek after showing us such a flirty scene so early in the morning.”
“So? No matter what we’re doing, and no matter where we do that; it’s none of your business, right?”
Yep, tyranny at its most heinous.
“Now, now, you can’t do that. I don’t think slapping is a very good idea.”
“Okay, sorry, Souta. ♪”
As Souta warned her, Toudou apologized in a gentle tone, in contrast to the harsh tone she had used earlier.
The disparity in enthusiasm between me and her… made me wince unknowingly.
“…Hah. We don’t mind you guys flirting with each other, but can you please at least think about the place? If you don’t, the value of our jealousy will reach past the breaking point.”
Souta, having consented to our condition, then patted Toudou’s head.
What do you mean “alright”? Aren’t you flirting with each other even right now? You f7*ktard.
“If you’re that jealous, why don’t you just get a girlfriend yourself?”
“You’re saying as if it’s that easy to get one.”
If it was, then all of the boys around the whole world who didn’t manage to have one wouldn’t have glared with their eyes full of jealousy towards normies like you, you know?
Have you gone nuts? You normie bastard.
“But, if it’s you, Manaka, I’m pretty sure you’d be able to get one easily.”
“Yep. You’re uselessly high-spec, so if you felt like it, you could get ten-no, maybe even twenty girlfriends.”
“That’s too many.”
If I had that many girlfriends, it would be too immoral of me.
“Well, no… even if you say that, I don’t really want to have a girlfriend.”
“Yet, you’ve been sprinkling salt all over us…”
“This and that are different.”
Though I said I didn’t want to have a girlfriend, seeing my best friend flirt happily with his girlfriend in front of me makes me want to vomit.
“Sheesh…you. You still can’t forget that?”
Toudou said, looking at me before snorting.
“Can’t forget—well, yes. I still can’t forget about that, and I can’t bring myself to throw it away.”
I said, as I leaned against the back of my chair before turning my gaze up at the ceiling.
I can’t forget those emotions.
And those feelings I had felt for the first time.
Even after a year passed, I just can’t throw all of those away.
“Still, if you continue to pursue that first love of yours no matter how much time passes, you wouldn’t be able to get a girlfriend, you know?”
“…I already know that much.”
In reality, forgetting about my first love would be for the best.
If it’s a first love which could’ve bore fruit, then it’d be better; however, it seemed that she still was dating that guy even today, and this first love of mine wouldn’t bear any fruits whatsoever.
That’s why, it’d certainly be better if I forget this first love and move on to a new one.
“Hah… in a word, you, having to forget that first love of yours would be for the best, right?”
Toudou said as she let out a sigh. Then, slowly, as if there was something inside her desk, she slipped her hand inside and took out a blunt instrument—
“Wait, wait, wait! You! What are you planning to do to me?”
“Eh? Well, I just thought that if I’d beat you half-dead, you’d be able to forget, see.”
“Forget my first love, I might even lose all of my memories, you know!”
What the hell is this girl thinking?
Isn’t her idea too bizarre? What happened with Souta’s upbringing?
There should also be a limit to such drastic measures, no?
“But you know, I really really want you to have a girlfriend no matter what…”
“That… but, why?”
Then, Toudou put the blunt instrument back inside her desk, and muttered in a slightly embarrassed way;
“Because I’m grateful to you… so I earnestly really wish for you to be happy.”
“..Issat so?” [TLN: abbreviation of “is that so”]
I felt happy with her words, however, there was some part of me that wasn’t sure if I would be able to follow through with her earnest wish—to be happy.
Once I’ve already harbored these feelings of love, I couldn’t feel my heart thumping loudly whenever I talked to the other girls other than that time, and I felt somewhat empty.
Will I ever meet someone who can make my heart thump even louder than it did then?
“Such a complicated request, don’t you think…?”
Looking up at the ceiling, I muttered as if it were somebody else’s problem.