I Like Miyaji, Not Volleyball, That's Why I Do All That, Okay?!

(Third-person narration)

Here's the thing: I think the most unfortunate thing that ever happened to me was agreeing with Mom to move to Hyogo Prefecture, become the Miyagawa family's neighbor, and grow up as childhood friends with their twins.

I've suffered because of them for as long as I can remember. That includes, but isn't limited to, cleaning up after them when they mess up, carrying a lunch box as heavy as a pig to school by myself because the two of them forgot theirs, and being forcibly dragged into the volleyball club after they said, "Isn't it weird that we don't have a female manager?"...

I pushed the leftovers from my lunch toward Miya Osamu beside me. The growing athlete naturally took them, while Miya Atsumu, who was just being grabby for the sake of it, tried to snatch them and was violently put in his place by Osamu.

His eyes welled up. "You're playing favorites! Why give it only to this pig, Osa?"

Me: "..."

I sighed, amazed by how unbelievably clueless Atsumu was. As he stared at me in disbelief, I hooked a finger under Osamu's chin while he was bent over his food and kissed him on the cheek.

Osamu blinked, then went right back to eating.

Atsumu: "...!!!!!!!"

"Note"

A sweet little treat!! No logic! Pure romance! Don't get hung up on plot logic! The pairing is Miya Osamu! Childhood friends are the best!

Theme: Rice balls