But just when he thinks the stars are aligned in his favor, he unwittingly crosses the most feared girl in school, Aisaka Taiga, making her into his arch enemy. He gets to sit in between his only friend, Yuusaku, and more importantly, the girl he’s secretly crushing on, Kushieda Minori. It’s Ryuuji’s first day of his second year of high school and it seems as if things are looking up. For despite his inwardly sweet personality, his unintentionally sharp gaze and aggressive features give him the air of a delinquent thug, putting his chances at making new friends, let alone a girlfriend, next to zero. The original light novel that inspired the hit manga and anime series! Takasu Ryuuji has learned the hard way that appearances can be deceiving. Ryuuji instructed Aisaka to talk to Kitamura as soon as the closing ceremonies were done.CLICK HERE TO GET BOOK Book Toradora! (Light Novel) Description/Summary: The 145-centimeter creature walked unsteadily between the desks. They mixed in with the small groups of students heading to their seats. Her small frame jumped with a start at the teacher’s voice. “Okaaay, get to your seeeaaats, everyone. Yeah, carefree…freeloader…freestyle…styleless…” Aisaka continued muttering, and then… He shuddered at that foreboding premonition. Seeing that behavior from thirty centimeters away, Ryuuji thought her sheer stress would cause another incident. Still, nervousness visible on her face, she held the package of cookies and clenched her fist. Incidentally, in order to “destroy the evidence” she’d crammed them into Ryuuji’s mouth. It was because she had made some sort of palm-sized blunder misreading the oven scale. Of the ten she secretly baked, six of them burned black. The plan was to give them to Kitamura casually, saying, I had leftovers, so would you like some? All this was to help make a better impression on him. It was a class for both boys and girls, so it didn’t really feel too much like a present from a girl to a guy, but there definitely were boys who wanted the extras the girls made, and there were some who specifically made cookies to give to their boyfriends.Īisaka, working sneakily so no one could see (sometimes using Ryuuji’s body as a shield), had baked slightly complex cookies with a checkered pattern. In her tiny hands, she held a package of precious, handmade cookies that she’d made during the afternoon cooking class. Yes, he nodded at her, and finally, managed to slightly ease Aisaka’s tense expression. He’s not the type to turn up his nose at handmade stuff-and at the very least, he doesn’t seem to not like you.” There’s practically no guy alive that wouldn’t be happy getting homemade cookies from a girl. “What are you saying that for? Trust in yourself. “I-I’m starting to feel nervous… I wonder if this will just be a nuisance to him.” Guilt wrapped heavily around his whole body, like Shun’s nebula chain from Saint Seiya.
In a corner of the tumultuous classroom, Aisaka’s face was the very definition of serious. It was homeroom, right before school let out. Even if it were only slight, they wanted to leave some sort of impression on Kitamura’s heart. PE, lunch break-they had to rise above those two bitter failures they couldn’t allow the last chance of the day to escape them. Neither Ryuuji nor Aisaka had paid any notice to the classroom’s atmosphere. A peculiar atmosphere remained in the second-year C class, but time flowed on and soon enough, the end of the day arrived.
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