I’m Having Trouble With a High School Girl I Meet on the Commuter Train Who for Some Reason Has Taken a Liking to Me

I had a dream that I was having sex with a kouhai at my work.
But it was only a dream.

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It was not like I had a girlfriend, so there was no reason to feel guilty about it.

But still, I felt guilty because somewhere in my heart, I was expecting it …

“No way.”

It was 7:50 in the morning.

I was commuting to work at the usual time on the usual train.
I took the train that would stop at each station because I hate crowded trains.

I’d rather wake up a little earlier and take my time than go through that hell.

My favorite place was at the front of the train.

I leaned my back against the wall on the driver’s side and occasionally looked out the window.

This was my, Kazuto Sasamiya, daily routine.

My phone vibrated, signaling an incoming call.
I took out my phone to check and saw that I had received a text message from a kouhai colleague at work.
It was the girl from my dream.

The message consisted of cute stamps that one wouldn’t expect to send to a senior, but it was very typical of her.

[Sasamiya-san, good morning! Let’s work hard today! I’ll definitely win the next presentation!]

Now, how should I reply?

As always, I was not a very social person, so coming up with something to reply to a text message on LINE was a problem for me.

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It would be better to use a safe text while building a good relationship.

I thought about it and retyped the message about five times before sending it.

The content was …

[Ah.]

Okay, it’s straightforward and easy to understand.
Good job.

I thought this would be the end of this morning’s exchange … However, I soon received a reply from my kouhai.

[I bought a charm from a shrine to pray for success! Oh! I made sure to buy one for Sasamiya-san too!]

An ordinary person would have panicked at the immediate reply.

But I was prepared.
I typed in the next sentence.

[I see.]

I thought that would be the end of it, but the kouhai sent a follow-up reply.

[Of course, I also bought matching underwear! Would you like to see them?]

[No need.]

In the end, I replied immediately without thinking about it.
That was all I could say.

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Feeling strangely tired, I sighed and put my phone in my suit pocket.

At 26 years old, I was a team leader, and in charge of training my new employee.

The message sounded like a squeaky girl’s voice, but she was a working adult.

I wanted to make sure that she completed her training without any problems, but I was bewildered every day by the junior employees who were pressing forward.

“Ha~ … What am I supposed to do?”

When I mumbled this, I heard a voice that sounded like ripples on the water.

“Ah~.
I feel sorry for the other person.”

The voice was very casual, with no sense of strength or weakness entering my ears.

I looked next to me and saw a high school girl standing there.

At first glance, she looked serious.

Her hair, which reached her collarbone, had a beautiful sheen to it and she was about my shoulder height which was probably on the short side even for a high school girl.

Her large breasts emphasized her petite stature even more.

Perhaps it was because it was June, the time of year when the weather was starting to get hot, but she wasn’t wearing her school uniform jacket, instead she had a cardigan wrapped around her waist.

She looked up at my face with her big eyes.

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She looked like the most beautiful girl out there, but she carried an air of indifference.

Cool type ? No, she was not.

I guess you could call her the tepid type because of her unenthusiasm.

I replied back to the high school girl with my usual anti-social attitude.

“This is what happens when you have a business meeting with a junior.
Before that, don’t look at other people’s phones.”

“I saw it.”

“I know you saw it.”

The high school girl showed no sign of remorse.

Moreover, the mood remained unchanged.
…

It was as if I was losing.

“Oh.
So you’re the one who wants to see.”

The high school girl pinched the collar of her blouse and lifted it slightly.

When I saw her collarbone through the gap, I hurriedly averted my gaze.

I was not particularly interested in high school girls, but when they do this, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, because that was what men do.

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“Don’t make fun of me like that.”

“I just thought it might be funny.”

“Not at all.”

“It was funny to see the panicked look on your face, Onii-San.”

“I knew you were teasing me.”

While I was experiencing a one-sided sense of defeat, the train arrived at the station.

The train door opened with the sound of air escaping.

“Oh, I’m here.
See you later, Onii-San.”

With that, the high school girl waved her hand and got off the train.

What the hell was that all about …?

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Just to give you all an idea how MC and the high school girl look like.
(IDK which part of the story it is from)