In February, Tokyo was still bound and imprisoned by the goddess of winter. The sky was gloomy, with only a faint hint of blue. The cold wind howled through the streets, lifting the skirts of the beautiful girls who braved the severe cold. Along the streets, the branches of cherry blossom trees sprouted a few tender buds, indicating the gradual revival of spring.
Yagami Satoru strolled with small steps as he entered the school, admiring the shy and charming gestures of the girls as they tucked their skirts. He headed towards the school building.
"Yagami-kun~"
At the corner of the staircase, Miyano Mirai, a girl with flushed cheeks and a bitten lip, called out to him. Her ash-colored hair was slightly curly, and her petite features, fair skin, and round face were accentuated by her cute circular glasses. Despite her small stature of just over 1.5 meters, her well-endowed figure created a stark contrast, making one worry if the buttons on her shirt could withstand the pressure. She pinched her skirt and blushed, looking extremely adorable.
"Um... can you come with me for a moment?"
She noticed the gazes of other passing students, causing her cheeks to redden even more, and her words became somewhat hurried.
"Sure thing~" Satoru smiled and followed her.
After reaching the corner behind the school building, near the flowerbed, there was a faint fragrance of plum blossoms in the air, and some spring flowers had started to sprout green branches.
"Um... Happy Valentine's Day! Please accept this!"
Biting her lip and summoning her courage, she leaned forward, as if presenting an offering, and handed the gift to him. Her legs were straight and elegant, and her well-endowed chest created a magnificent curve when viewed from the side.
Today was Valentine's Day, and of course, Satoru knew and had been looking forward to it since waking up in the morning.
What a cute girl... She's blushing so much just by giving a gift. But it's understandable. Satoru had already seen many girls being shy around him, especially since he remembered that Miyano Mirai was originally quiet and introverted.
"Thank you. Is this handmade? I'm sure it will be delicious."
He thanked her gently with a smile, and the sunlight filtered through the school building, casting a radiant glow on his cheek, making him look particularly handsome.
[Flawless: Your facial features and figure are perfect, captivating anyone regardless of gender. People with any preferences can find something they like about you. You possess a unique and irresistible charm that drives people crazy. Your romantic relationships will be smooth sailing, and you are a born harem protagonist.]
The girl in front of him stared blankly, until Satoru cleared his throat, and only then did she react. Her face turned crimson, and her fingers nervously fiddled with the hem of her shirt.
"I hope you like it... Um, my family sent me a lot of fresh ingredients from Hokkaido. I'm planning to make a hot pot tonight. Can... can you come?"
Miyano Mirai was captivated by his gentle gaze and smile, her bones turning to jelly, and after mustering up all her courage, she earnestly extended the invitation, her slender waist bending more than ten degrees.
Satoru nodded, putting the chocolate in his bag and smiling as he accepted.
"I would be honored~"
Some couldn't bear the surging heartbeat, fearing she would uncontrollably rush forward, so Miyano Mirai quickly bid farewell and escaped.
He agreed!!! She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, but she didn't mind the pain. Her heart was filled with joy, and her steps were light.
Satoru followed behind, continuing towards the teaching building.
How lovely it is! How many cute things will he receive today? He eagerly anticipated and enjoyed the blush and affection of the girls - it was the most precious gift!
Just as he stepped onto the tiles of the classroom floor,
"Yagami-kun~ Please accept this..."
The bold girl dared to approach and present a gift provocatively, even under the gaze of many people. And more than a few were quietly watching.
Despite this, it seemed there was a bandwagon effect. Passing three classrooms and reaching the back door of his own classroom, Yagami Satoru counted the numerous gifts overflowing from his open bag and his hands, too many to count with both hands.
He sat down at his seat, opened the drawer, and looked inside. Sure enough, there were various chocolates, some exquisitely packaged and clearly valuable, while others were handmade and filled with heartfelt intentions.
"Yagami-kun! Do you know how many girls came early and stuffed things into your drawer?"
A female classmate in the front row turned around, her face filled with a teasing smile and a hint of disdain and jealousy towards those bold girls.
Satoru just smiled. At Japan High School, good-looking boys with excellent grades or those who excelled in sports clubs were popular. Being someone like him, with three buffs stacked up, naturally made him invincible and popular! However, he had also spent a lot of effort and care to maintain this perfect image~
He sorted the chocolates into categories, waiting for the next holiday to return the gifts one by one. Not every girl deserved a deeper relationship, but their intentions should not be ignored!
"I'm telling you, you can't finish eating all of them anyway. Share a couple with me..."
The jealous from the classmate in the front row accompanied the chocolate piles he had sorted and stacked, which had started to spoil.
"Sorry, but no. These chocolates represent their feelings, and I must cherish them! However, I have some chocolates of my own. Would you like to try them? I highly recommend this brand."
Satoru took out chocolates from his bag just like performing a magic trick, handing them to her.
Coincidentally, he came across the chocolates the girl in front of him had given - she had only written her name on them in a somewhat willful manner. So, she had put them in too? He shook his head with a smile.
"Wow, thank you..."
She took them, tore open the packaging, and put them in her mouth, savoring them carefully.
"So sweet..."
Especially the ones he had personally given her, which were the ones he often ate on ordinary days - it was as if they were sharing the same piece, excessively sweet~