Stealing Spree

Chapter 780 - Can I Take It Back?

With my mind still trying to process the transformation that happened right in front of my eyes, Chii, who was slightly aggrieved because of my lack of reaction, blew a breath in front of me.

Although it somehow reeked of what we ate at lunch as well as the juice she drank, it’s still refreshing nonetheless. My mind jolted awake, moving my focus back to her.

Slightly wavy dyed hair flowing down her back and a part of it dangled on her shoulders accentuated her extremely attractive face. Add to that, her clear dazzling eyes and natural long eyelashes that fluttered beautifully every time she would blink. It’s no exaggeration that her gyaru friends thought it would be disastrous if revealed.

“Are you still not going to say anything?”

Seeing as I was still speechless, Chii’s moist red lips pouted.

That’s the lips I was just kissing earlier but with her face seemed too different from earlier, it appeared rather unfamiliar and familiar at the same time.

“Uh… You’re aware I got mesmerized by your beauty, aren’t you?”

That’s all I got to squeeze out. But Chii’s reaction to that baffled me.

“Huh? What beauty? Didn’t you find me plain and boring back then? How come I’m a beauty now?”

From the tone of her voice, it sounds like she’s serious about it. Is she unaware? Did her gyaru friends not tell her?

Or worse, were my remarks from four years ago still being carried by her? Did she believe all this time that she’s plain and boring?

If that’s the case. Can I scold myself? Uh… Even without this, I should really scold myself.

Ruki, you blind idiot!

“My eyes must’ve not been working at that time, Chii… You’re pretty enough to rival even Akane or Hana.”

“Surely, you jest. I’m better looking in my gyaru makeup.” Chii waved her hand to dismiss it.

The next few minutes were spent like this, I kept on insisting that she is beautiful but Chi would adeptly deflect it as if I was joking. But with our relationship taking that final step… Chii instead demanded me to pamper her more, while the other girls were still outside

Due to that I carried her back to the middle of the room and sat back down on my seat with Chii comfortably settled on my lap.

Even with our seemingly endless bantering where I was trying to let her believe that she’s more beautiful without any makeup, our passion for each other burned ever so brightly. Although she didn’t try to copy what she watched from Hina and Saki, the girl asked me to touch her more intimately while grinding herself on top of me.

It obviously turned me on but my mind somehow focused more on correcting her mindset.

Unfortunately, I failed. She still believed that she was only pretty in her gyaru makeup.

When Nami and the others returned, rather than being surprised at what we were doing, the five stopped right at the door and took their time to figure out that the girl entangled with me was Chii.

Thanks to them, the girl finally accepted that she looked entirely different in her gyaru makeup. However, she still stood by her belief that she’s a plain girl.

With the lunch break approaching its end, I had no choice but to give up and try again next time.

Chii soon changed to her PE uniform and redid her makeup that perfectly covered her natural beauty. The other girls all stared at her in disbelief.

Well, that’s understandable. Chii mastered the art of makeup, huh?

If people see her without makeup outside, they would surely fail to connect her to this gyaru form.

On our way out of the room, I heard from the five that they saw a retreating figure when they left the room earlier.

That figure quickly disappeared at the stairs in less than a few seconds.

However, according to Nami and Hina, it’s Ogawa. Given that they’re both chasing after him for years, they wouldn’t mistake his back frame for other guys.

For him to run away like that, it’s either he thought I would be there with them or he just didn’t want to be seen as a stalker. Either of the two, he’s still as hopeless as before.

Because of the poll yesterday, the guy somehow found his lost confidence. He still firmly believed that he got more than five votes. Too bad, I missed the chance to slap him with reality again.

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A while later, I separated from the five right before leaving the Club Building. I had them go first since I still had somewhere to go to and… it’s to save us from the trouble of explaining if ever someone else saw me with them.

I waited for a minute before deciding to go out.

However, like the previous times, someone suddenly approached me from behind.

Turning around, I thought I would see Ogawa who found his courage to confront me or Fukuda who stopped being oblivious about my relationship with Chii but I was wrong.

It’s none other than my only friend. Misaki.

With her iconic broad forehead and paper fan, she’s smiling brightly as she greets me.

“My, Ruki. Fancy meeting you here.”

The air of innocence still engulfed her whole figure. Fortunately, Itou wasn’t with her or else, I’d be in for another hateful glare from her. She would also try to pull Misaki away.

However, I found it odd to see her in this building. Her clubroom was located at the theater house.

“Same. It’s been a while, Misaki.” I answered with a smile which made the girl react jovially. If I didn’t know better, I would think she’s interested in me. But this… is all her friendly gesture.

A moment later, she threw me a puzzled look as she responded to my words, “What might you be talking about? Didn’t we see each other yesterday?”

“True but we never talked. I guess it’s been a week since we did.”

What she meant by meeting yesterday was when I brought Shio’s things in their classroom as my work as her Student Assistant.

And last week, it’s when I watched over their basketball match as Eguchi-sensei’s Student Assistant.

That day, because she’s always trying to free up her forehead, I somehow lost it and used Satsuki’s hairclip to hold her fringes away from her forehead.

That hairclip was… still worn by her. Clipped at the same place I did that day. I couldn’t deny that it looks good on her. But at the end of the day, I should still return it to Satsuki…

Perhaps remembering the same thing as I did, she flashed a look of realization. She then reached for that said hairclip but instead of taking it off her, Misaki looked as if she was holding onto a treasure. She showed a pleasant smile filled with gratitude.

“That’s right. It’s been a week. Uhm… Thank you for this clip, Ruki. I love it. It’s the first time a boy my age gave me a heartfelt gift like this… I’ll treasure this.”

… This girl. Did she fail to see me borrowing it from Satsuki? Or did she disregard that detail? I don’t know.

Either way, as much as I found it endearing to see her smile, that clip wasn’t a gift from me…

“Uhh. Misaki? I’m sorry, but that clip… I borrowed that from my classmate. I still have to return it to her. Can I take it back? I promise I will give you another one next week.”

Upon hearing that, Misaki’s pleasant expression fell.