The Delinquent Shimizu-san Sitting Next to Me Has Dyed Her Hair Black-Volume 4 Epilogue - Shimizu-san and the After-Party

Epilogue

Shimizu-san and the After-Party

“They seem to be having fun dancing, don’t they?”

“Yeah, they do.”

The cultural festival had come to an end, and as promised, Shimizu-san and I were cleaning up in place of Ai-san and Yousuke-san.

Our assigned area to clean was the second floor of the gymnasium, which had a view of the first floor where the after-party was being held.

So, as we were taking down the decorations, we watched the two of them dance.

“I’m really tired.”

“We did go through a lot.”

I was a bit surprised at how normally I could talk to Shimizu-san even after realizing that I had feelings for her.

“We sold yakisoba, went into the haunted house, got entangled with that annoying fortune-teller, and just when I thought we could rest, we had to perform in the play. That’s not something you do in just one day.”

“Haha...”

Thinking about it, even considering it was a cultural festival, it was indeed a day packed with events.

Something had been on my mind, so I decided to ask.

“Did you enjoy the cultural festival today, Shimizu-san?”

Shimizu-san paused her cleaning for a moment, as if to think, before she spoke.

“...It wasn’t bad. The play was a success, too.”

Hearing her words made me happy as well.

“That’s good to hear.”

“There’s something I want to ask you, too.”

“What is it?”

“At the end of the play, why did you hug me so tightly?”

“Ah...”

The original script called for a light hug in that scene.

However, during practice, we both ended up giving awkward hugs, probably out of embarrassment.

The reason I hugged her so tightly was that I couldn’t contain my feelings for Shimizu-san.

“And the lines... you added some ad-lib? Why did you suddenly change the lines?”

At that moment, I had just blurted out what I was feeling towards Shimizu-san.

“The reason I hugged you so tightly and changed the lines so suddenly was that I got too carried away with the role. I’m sorry!”

I bowed my head to Shimizu-san.

“I’m not blaming you. I was just curious, that’s all. Lift your head up.”

“Okay.”

I felt a little pain in my heart since I wasn’t used to hiding things from Shimizu-san.

“It turned out to be a success in the end, so it’s fine.”

“But you must have felt uncomfortable, right Shimizu-san?”

“Well, that’s...”

I doubted anyone would feel good about being hugged by someone they didn’t have feelings for.

“So I really am sorry, Shimizu-san.”

“...Hey, Hondō. Look at me.”

“Ah, okay.”

As I turned my face towards Shimizu-san, she grasped my cheek with her hand.

“S-Shimizu-san?”

“Listen, if I really hated being hugged, I would have rejected it, even in the play. Don’t sweat the small stuff.”

After saying that, Shimizu-san let go of my cheek.

“Got it?”

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“Good.”

Both Shimizu-san and I returned to our task of cleaning up the decorations.

“...Can I ask just one more thing?”

“Sure.”

“Did you enjoy the cultural festival?”

I wasn’t sure what Shimizu-san was thinking when she asked, but my answer was clear.

“I had a lot of fun this year because I was with you, Shimizu-san.”

“Wha?!”

I couldn’t see Shimizu-san’s expression since she was facing the wall, but it seemed like her ears turned a little redder than before.