The World Only God Knows / 神のみぞ知るセカイ

By Tamiki Wakaki

I don't own TWGOK

Our Normal Days in Our Mainstream Lives

A Fanfic by Takagi

Edited by Organization Number 15

This story is brought to you from Chihiro's point of view.

Words in bold are flashback.

Day 4: "Promises"

"—You are a precious classmate to me."

"P… Precious classmate? A-are you an idiot? Nobody would buy that line!"

"NO. I'm serious here!"

…

*knock knock*

"Chihiro? Are you awake? Remember, you still have to go to school!"

*yawn*

"Yeah, mom…whatever…"

*yawn*

I am still very sleepy. I couldn't sleep at all last night, thanks to Katsuragi. It still feels like a dream…I remember yesterday, I was forced to help him and my best friend Elsie, who is unfortunate enough to be his sister, to buy ingredients for sukiyakiat a department store. It's not like I want to help him out of my own free will! That forceful man manipulated me to do his own work, and not only that, he left Elly and me to frolic in a game store while I bought the ingredients! The nerve of that self-centered man!

But…

That night, he also walked me home. His house is pretty far from mine, and we had a lot of time to talk. At least he wasn't a jerk about it, even if his mother forced him into doing it…and when he took me home, I saw a rare side of him. He was such a gentleman…I was stunned that really happened. I'm confused by that man Katsuragi. Who is he really?

…Whatever. I need to wake up now or else I won't be able to eat breakfast before I have to go. As much as I want to know more, it would be worse to study at school with an empty stomach. I just can't concentrate.

I jumped from my bed and make my way to the bathroom to take a shower. As the warm water from my shower punctured my face, memories from last night slowly, but gradually came back to me. The droplets of water falling on my face…the feeling feels so familiar…like it has happened more than once. Oh yeah! The rain from last night! Yes. It rain suddenly on that beautiful night when Katsuragi escorted me home. But I only remember feeling the rain for a few seconds before Katsuragi sheltered me under his umbrella with him.

…. A… and

I still remember our 'little' conversation. We fought as usual, yet it was undeniably different than our usual arguments… and it also brought back that line from my dream, that 'fantasy' that I couldn't piece together until now…

"Housemaid, that is wrong. You are a precious classmate to me…"

"P… Precious classmate? A-are you idiot? Nobody would buy that line!"

"NO. I'm serious here! Look at me in the eyes!" He moved his head closer.

I did what he said. That time I could see that his calm brown eyes did not budge even a little. Could it be that he was telling the truth? No...NO WAY! I still don't believe him, not even now!

"There's no way I will believe that! And don't come any further, you creep!"

I pushed him away from me and I got wet from the rain for an instant. I forgot that he was the one who was holding the umbrella at the time. Fair enough, he also got wet because he slipped to the ground and hit the wall next to him.

"Ah, are you alright?"

Of course I will feel guilty if I just leave him there on the ground under the rain.

"NO! LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE! MY PFP IS WET, IT'LL BE RUINED FOR GOOD!"

He lost his cool. His eyes are trembling and wide opened. They looked as if they were going to leap from his head. It was your fault for moving your head so close! Why did you blame me for your own mistake! I thought you said that I am your precious classmate!

"It's your fault! It's your own fault for moving your head so close right in front of my eyes!"

"It was because you did not believe me!" he snapped.

"Youwere obviously lying to me! Of course I won't believe it!"

"I WASN'T LYING!" Katsuragi looked at me intensely. There was silence for a split second before he got up and fixed started to wipe his glasses dry with his shirt.

"God... I always lose my composure every time we had quarrels…" He calmed down and covered the both of us, who were more than drenched by now with his umbrella.

"OUCH! What was that for?!"

"Y… You made it sounds like we talk to each other a lot!"

"We don't?" Katsuragi smirked, which caught me off guard.

"O-of course we don't!" Nervousness began eating at me. I backed up at Katsuragi advanced.

"Really now? Because I've always thought thatyour sharp tongue warrants a higher rating than A-Rank!

I froze.

"I have no choice but to give an S-rank."

"W-what?"

At that time, my mysterious 'fantasy' I have struck me again. Made me dumbfounded and getting left by Katsuragi who paced in front of me and eventually the rain hit me again.

"… Your sharp tongue warrants a higher rating than A-Rank"
"I have no choice but to give an S-Rank."

…

Right! The 'fantasy' that kept crawling into my dreams, it was cold and raining everywhere too… And the other person I am with told me the same thing as what Katsuragi said yesterday, that my sharp tongue worth an S-Rank rating.

How could it be? Is this person Katsuragi? That tone of voice, the wording, it all seems consistent with Katsuragi's personality…No. The possibility is too thin. We've never once had a normal conversation.

Yes. I shouldn't consider him as the candidate.

"Mom, I'm going," I headed towards the door, stopping near a window to look outside. I grabbed my umbrella as I headed out the door.

"Okay. Be careful, Chihiro!"

"A… are you mocking me, Otamega?" I stomped his foot again. I was confused, angry, surprised, an array of emotions that I could not put a name to…

"OWW!" He cringed at the pain, but in a few seconds time managed to shake it off.

"Shut up," he was keeping his hands busy by drying off his PFP, but his eyes never left mine, "We won't make any progress if the only thing we do is quarrel!"

"Progress? What progress?" My anger and confusion only grew at his creepy words.

"Our friendship…" Keima looked at me…almost pleadingly.

"Huh?" Was…was there some sort of sincerity in those words?

"Chihiro…"

"Can't we be friends?" He extended his right hand as if it was some sort of diplomatic gesture. I was still shocked by his sincere words and his pleading eyes.

"Eh…? Umm…"

"I want to talk normally with you, Chihiro… Can I?"

Talk normally? How could we have a normal conversation with your kind of personality? That's what I thought that time, yet my words held betrayed that doubt.

"We… Well, if… If you insist…"

Aaargh… I'm so embarrassed! Why did I say that? I am aware that he is the Otamega. Why did I agree to his request? Am I actually attracted to Katsuragi unconsciously? Or did he cast some sort of spell on me that time?

"Really, Chihiro?" Keima smiled warmly, his eyes were even smiling. That alone warranted shock.

"Yeah… In one condition…"

"And what is it?"

"… Hmmm… How about leaving your gaming console at home tomorrow?"

After hearing my words, he turned his head at me with his usual dead eyes and expressionless face then ultimately said, "NOT IN A THOUSAND YEARS"

"Heh? And I thought you said that you were serious," I teased him with knowing eyes while poking out my tongue. I grinned in satisfaction.

"How is that? Now you understand that it is too early for you to become my friend."

"FINE!"

Eh?

"I won't bring my consoles tomorrow," he groaned, his head hanging like deadweight, defeated.

"I… I see," WHAT?! This couldn't be possible! Katsuragi without his PFP, it was unthinkable! I almost felt bad for him, like a dog that was separated from his bone, and yet I felt…flattered?

"Then…"

"BUT, in one condition…" He looked so serious. My house's entrance door was right behind him, but I couldn't take my eyes off of him. At that time, he did something so unpredictable. I never thought even once that he is going to…

"Kosaka-san?"

"Kosaka-san? What's wrong? Your face is beet red and you're sweating a lot. Did something happen?"

Why…oh why did it have to be now!? I didn't even realize that I am already at school now, second period. Geez… how could you be so absorbed so deep in thought just because of Katsuragi, Chihiro? Well, I do feel a little dizzy in the head. Should I skip class and tell Sensei to let me go to the infirmary?

Yeah, I probably should. That can be a good way to cool down my mind.

"I'm actually not feeling too well…" I said while looking up with begging eyes to the teacher who approached my seat to get a closer look at my condition.

"I understand. Go to the infirmary now."

"Ok…"

I stood up from my seat, walked past Sensei, and headed to the infirmary. The whole class was gazing at me when I accidentally hit the door with my shoulder as I was walking out the classroom. Geez that hurt….good thing they didn't laugh at me. On my way to the infirmary, the memories from last night popped out again. I remembered…I remembered what happened after I said that it's alright for him to be my friend. By then, we were already standing in front of my house.

As soon as I got there, the nurse teacher allowed me to lie on the bed and take a rest. She also obligated me to keep silent, and that was fine, because I couldn't utter a word anyways.

I lied on the bed, tucked tightly into a blanket, enjoying the comfort of resting my dried out eyes. It seems like I'm being attacked by a fever for real. I looked upon the ceiling, trying to forget about last night. But alas, my brain will not obey my simple order and rebels by painting Katsuragi's face on the ceiling. I think I can't just forget his expression last night in front of my house's door when he accepted my condition to leave his gaming console at home.

"You liar," a familiar, cool voice echoed in my ears.

"Katsuragi! Why are you here?"

Why is he here? And why does the teacher allow him to skip class?

"I know you lied to the teacher at class. And it's already break time, so I can go anywhere I want," he said. Wait. HE JUST SAT ON THIS BED! An uncomfortable chill ran up my back as he looked down upon me. The nerve! Why does he think he can do whatever he wants?

However, I manage to keep my cool, "No. I did not! And answer my question! Why you are here?"

"You were trying to run from me, weren't you? Because you don't want to fulfill my condition," Again, his cool, composed brown orbs met mine.

"Ugh…"

He then explained, "Now is the right time, since we are alone in the infirmary." He turned and mumbled to himself inaudibly, though I thought I could make out, "…well, this place isn't appropriate or romantic though. But this is my only chance…"

Then I realized…

WE ARE ALONE?

I rose up from the infirmary's bed, my face flushing, "Uuh… You know, Katsuragi, we're both basically adults, right? So I think we could just forget our little agreement, can we? Ehehe…"

"Not a chance. I insist." Katsuragi won't let me escape! Is there nothing I can do…

"Ugh…"

I threw away my face from him to hide my red cheeks, "Fi… fine then…"

I can't believe it… Of all men in school, why does it have to be him, the Otamega, a creep, to be my first? It could've been any other man, someone who is way cooler and down to earth than him…but, I agreed to his one condition.

And I have to pay for my promise.

He gazed at my eyes deeply, making me skipped a heartbeat. Of course I am going to skip a heartbeat. We are about to do something indecent after all! It's normal!

"Here, your share."

"Honestly. Why are you being so thick-headed? Give me that!" I forcefully took the sandwich from Katsuragi's hand

"Well, last night you promised me to have a lunch together at break time. I don't bring my handheld, so now it is your turn to do my condition," he said while opening his bento case.

Right…in exchange of him not bringing his console, he wanted me to eat lunch together with him. I was against it at first, but he said that I couldn't reject nor regret it since he will be the one who would make the bento using the ingredients we have just bought this evening. And all I could do was stupidly agree to his condition and run into my house embarrassed.

I opened a plastic case and instantly, a fragrant of fresh grilled meat exhorted into my nose. It looked absolutely delicious, juicy, and mouthwatering. I still couldn't believe Katsuragi was capable of making such a good-looking meal.

"Mm… Smells good…"

"Hmph. It's only natural since I'm the one who cooked it," he fixed his glasses, smirking with all his arrogance.

"However, the taste is what matters most! Let's see…"

I pinched the meat with the chopsticks and put it in my mouth.

"..."

This is bad…

This is really, really bad…

It tastes incredible! Amazing! Beyond belief! It was still warm, juicy, and tender; it was a feast for royalty, no, it was made for the gods and goddesses. I couldn't ever give credit for such a fantastic meal to him of all people, but it looks like this once, I would be forced to surrender a victory to Katsuragi Keima.

"What's wrong, Chihiro? The muscles in your face are slacking. Hahahaha!"

I can't stop eating. Matsusaka beef is the most expensive meat in Japan, so I can't resist. This might be my only chance to eat this much. After I finished eating, I give the lunchbox back, which was wiped clean. Katsuragi held his usual smirk.

"Hmmm. I hate to admit this… But this tastes incredible, Katsuragi! I never know you are a good cook! I guess I don't really know you at all..."

"That's exactly why, Chihiro," he moved closer to me and stared into my eyes.

"I want to share another side of me to you. I want you to know a side of me that I can only trust to you, and you alone, a side I've never shown to anybody at school, at home, anywhere."

"I will trust you to guard my secret, Chihiro."

His face was sincere. Everything he said, I can tell, was from the heart, and it felt like Katsuragi really opened up to me, me of all people. I felt myself lightly blush. Unlike his usual gloomy Otamega face, his expression was bafflingly different: fresher, more appealing, hardy and easy to get along with. He isn't anything like a creep; he is more like a normal person, just a another regular guy.

… A cool, regular guy who can cook…

Kyaaaa! What am I talking about? He is still that Katsuragi!

"… Thanks for the food, Katsuragi. It was really good. You should make me again sometime. Haha," I smiled cheerfully, waiting anxiously for a response.

Rather than getting annoyed by my teasing, he emitted a gentle bright smile and said, "Sure, Chihiro. Next time, just ask."

Wh…what's with this strange feeling of pressure? Did I just make a terrible mistake? Oh God, I hate it when my body moves faster than my brain! What if he thinks that I am interested in him after he made me a nice, grilled lunch?!

"We… Well, if you said so…" My voice is fumbling! I don't know what I'm doing anymore!

Ugh. I have to change this conversation into a more normal one!

I know! Let's ask him that.

"By the way Katsuragi, how did your welcoming party for your Dad go?" Good, I managed to change the subject.

"Yes, it was okay. Everybody was having a blast. Yesterday was his birthday after all."

"Really? Your dad must've been really happy having sukiyakiat his birthday party!"

"He was. He even jumped out and…"

Our conversation is flowing. It is not stopped after that. We are talking about friends, about Elly, about food, and finally, about music. It appears that he knows a lot of things, and the most astounding part is that he didn't mention gaming once! Amazing!

But the feeling still felt off; after all, having a conversation alone with a man on a bed in an infirmary. It was pretty risky doing this…I mean, if someone saw us, they would probably thing that we were a…

The sliding door suddenly opened.

Oh my goodness…and it has to be her of all people

"Chihirooo… How are you do…"

"Ka… Katsuragi?"

"Ayumi…"

I'm going to die from embarrassment!

Ayumi suddenly appeared behind the door, witnessing Katsuragi and me on the bed. This is bad, really bad! I could see that she lost her smile for a little while as soon as she realized Katsuragi here with me…ohh, I feel bad. Ayumi is pretty close with Katsuragi. They even spent time alone at the track field's side bench yesterday.

But then, like magic, Ayumi regained her smile again, "It's good to see you two in a good term! Here, I bought you a lemon juice. They say you can fight a fever with vitamin C!"

"Thank you, Ayumi…" I knew my friend well, and I could tell.

That smile was bittersweet.

She glanced at Katsuragi, who is now standing beside the bed, and without a word, she turned her back on us.

"I gotta go. You," she briefly turned to Katsuragi and pointed at him.

"Be good, okay?"

"Ayumi?"

"Bye!" She blinked, and with the speed of a jackrabbit, she ran from the infirmary.

"Wait. Ayumi!" I shrieked. I reached out my hand in anguish, as if there was some way I could pull her back, but to no avail. I wanted to chase after her, but what can I do? I'm against Maijima Private High School's bullet train…the only thing I could do now is pray and rest so I can try to approach Ayumi after school. I turned to Katsuragi and found his face in as much worry as my own.

"You aren't telling me to chase her? Do you want me to stay a little longer?"

"…?"

With that question, the school bell rang once again. I asked Katsuragi to leave and then I laid back onto my flat squishy pillow. I breathed a sigh as I pulled the sheets back up to my chest, staring at the ceiling blankly.

Dang it. What should I say to Ayumi?

Just when I took my phone to type an email for her, my phone rang. It was a message from Ayumi.

"Meet me after school at our clubroom" it read, "There's something important I need to tell you. It can't wait; come at all costs.

"Ayumi… Could it be…?"