I, Who Was Ridiculed as a “Video Game Otaku and Creepy” and Dumped by My Childhood Friend, Was Actua

Chapter 73

Buying a Crepe

Translated by NotBlueYet
Edited by Kingavent

After about 10 minutes in line, our turn came around.

We looked at the menu and decided what we were going to order.

“Rio, what are you going to order?”

“I want this strawberry one!　What about Ryo?”

“I think I’ll have the chocolate banana one.”

I thought about ordering something a little more challenging, but we both decided to order something safe.

I finish ordering and paying the bill.

“Thank you for the food!”

Rio smiles cutely as she says so.

“Well, I lost.”

I lost the game with Rio.

If it’s a crepe, it’s fine.

If anything, I feel like I got my money’s worth with Rio’s smile now.

“I was serious too, but I didn’t think I could win.”

“That’s how much Rio has grown.”

Rio was originally the winner of the Japan Tournament.

I won the Japan tournament and the world tournament one year before that, so Rio will be treated as a junior.

“But if Ryo Takamori had participated in that tournament, I don’t think I would have won.”

“I don’t know.”

In fact, Rio is good at the game.

Even from my point of view, it was good, but I have the impression that it has been further polished recently.

While we were talking, the crepes were ready.

I took it and moved to another place.

After all, this place is too conspicuous.

In Harajuku’s Takeshita-dori, a street for young people, one’s face is easily recognized.

We moved to a less crowded place.

“I think we’ll be okay here.”

“Yeah, it seems so.”

Rio starts shooting again.

“Takamori-san bought crepes for me!　Then I’d like to go eat them right away.”

“Yes.”

I hand the strawberry crepe to Rio.

“Thanks.”

Rio took it and took a bite.

“It’s delicious! You can feel happy when you eat something sweet, isn’t it?”

Rio is eating the crepe happily.

No, she’s too cute, isn’t she?

I ate my crepe too.

“It’s delicious.”

I haven’t eaten a crepe in a long time.

After all, it might be the first time I’ve bought it properly at a store.

I used to be a person who only played games.

I had no connection to Harajuku, a place where glittering people gather.

It was definitely thanks to Rio that I changed.

In this way, our meeting may have been more of an inevitability than a coincidence.

“Can I have a bit of yours?”

“Yes. Yes.”

I brought my crepe to Rio’s mouth.

“Yes, this one is delicious too. There are so many different kinds, it’s hard to decide.”

“It certainly is.”

There were dozens of crepes on the menu.

There are different types of crepes on the menu.

“Yes, do you want mine?”

Rio was bringing her own crepe to my mouth.

“Then, I’ll have some.”

I took a bite.

“It’s delicious.”

The sourness of the strawberries and the sweetness of the whipped cream spread in my mouth.

Come to think of it, I am no longer afraid of sharing like this.

This may represent a change in the relationship between me and Rio.

“Well then, let’s finish eating.”

“Right.”

We proceed to eat the rest of the crepes while sitting on a park bench.

“Thanks for going out with me today.”

“No, it was a great experience.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

It seems that the atmosphere between the two of us sitting on the bench in the late afternoon was sweeter than the crepes.