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V2 I Reunited with my Ex-Girlfriend on a Dating App Chapter 2

Animal Personality Diagnostics are Quite Accurate

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Chapter 2: Animal Personality Diagnostics are Quite Accurate

From JR Sansanomiya Station, it’s just one stop to JR Nada Station.

A five-minute walk from Nada Station leads to a place crowded with couples, families, and groups of schoolchildren on a field trip. This is the Prince Zoo, a local attraction everyone has visited at least once.

Most people visit during a school field trip in elementary school. It’s probably the same for almost all elementary schools in Kobe.

I don’t think I’ve ever met a local who hasn’t been here. The last time I visited was in my first year of elementary school, so I barely remember what it was like inside.

The only thing I vividly remember is seeing a lot of flamingos immediately to the left after entering the gate.

Kokoro-san, who grew up in Kobe, apparently never visited the Prince Zoo. Maybe she was sick with a cold when her school went on a field trip. It’s more likely she missed out due to illness than her school not choosing this place.

This zoo is like a sanctuary for Kobe residents, a sacred place of sorts.

As spring brought warmer weather, I dressed simply in a slightly oversized white T-shirt. It had an illustration of a grumpy black cat near the left chest. I can’t recall where I bought it.

And then the classic black slacks. You can’t go wrong with black and white. White gives a sense of cleanliness, and nobody dislikes black. It’s a stylish combination and makes getting dressed a no-brainer.

“I’m sorry to have kept you waiting…!”

While I was leaning against the guardrail at the entrance gate, absentmindedly watching the schoolchildren (though I must have looked suspicious), a voice called out from behind me.

“Good afternoon. You’re right on time; it’s still five minutes early.”

“Good afternoon…! But I’m sorry for making you wait, Kakeru-san. I was the one who invited you…”

Kokoro-san, who must have run over seeing me from behind, was panting and bowed her head.

She was wearing a grey long-sleeve dress, which suited her well. The waist, cinched with a belt, accentuated her slender figure. Her black loafers paired with lacy socks were also very much in Kokoro-san’s cute style.

“No, it’s really fine. I just arrived too. Take a moment to catch your breath.”


As usual, Kokoro-san smiled happily when I mentioned that I had just arrived. This seems to be her favorite line on a date, but her reaction always embarrasses me.

But saying something like “You’re late by three minutes and ten seconds” would be creepy. In reality, I hadn’t waited more than about three minutes, and it wasn’t a big deal.

While Kokoro-san was catching her breath, I went to a nearby vending machine to buy water.

“Here you go.”

“Thank you very much.”

After drinking some water, Kokoro-san seemed more relaxed, and we lined up to buy tickets. Should the guy pay in these situations…? With Connect’s discount, it was half-price, so paying for both of us was like paying for one. Kokoro-san doesn’t seem to have a job, so I decided to pay.

We showed our phones as proof of matching on Connect, then paid the fee and lined up at the entrance gate with our tickets. There was a group of schoolchildren ahead, causing a bit of a delay.

“Um, Kakeru-san, this is for you.”


Kokoro-san placed something in my hand. I hadn’t expected it, so she pushed a little forcefully, uncharacteristic of her.

In my hand was the money for the ticket I had just paid for, her share.

“It’s only fair, right? I was really happy that you paid.”

“Well, it was half-price, so it’s okay.”

“No, it’s not. I want to be equal with you, Kakeru-san.”

“Alright, I’ll accept it. But I thought it was okay since you didn’t say anything when I paid.”

When we were buying the tickets, Kokoro-san was right beside me. I paid for both of us before she could take out her wallet, so she put it away. And she thanked me then…

“A woman should let the man pay first and then properly return the favor later. That’s the etiquette of a capable woman.”

She explained this unknown etiquette with a proud face.

Indeed, men like to show off, so that does seem like a capable woman’s behavior.

But Kokoro-san, eager to be seen as capable and puffing her chest out, is cute. I want to pat her head.

“Where did you learn that?”

“I saw it on SNS by chance…”

“Not everything on the internet is true. You shouldn’t take it all at face value. But your gesture about the bill did feel very mature.”

“Eh, then, wearing revealing clothes on the first date to please a man is…?”

That’s a fact.

But I can’t say that. Kokoro-san is a bit naive and might take it seriously.

“Well, um, maybe it’s better not to do that?”

Good job, me.

The mental image of Kokoro-san in revealing clothes dissipated, but this is for the best.

This is… for the best.

After a few minutes in line at the gate, we finally entered the zoo. Just as I remembered, there were flamingos on the left. Not just one or two, but dozens.

A sea of pink.

Their cries were something between a “Gugugu” and a “Bububu,” sounds that can’t be expressed in human words. Ahead, there were more birds like peacocks being kept.

“Did you know? Penguins are also birds.”

Kokoro-san again proudly displayed her knowledge with a triumphant face.

But I knew this one.

“Penguins are written in kanji as ‘people birds,’ you know.”

“Uh, I didn’t know that…”

“It’s my win, then.”

Saying that, Kokoro-san groaned with a “uu…” and started reading something on her smartphone. I caught a glimpse of it; it seemed to be a memo.

“I did a lot of research for today, but there’s still so much I don’t know about zoos, being a beginner and all…”

“Zoo beginner,” huh? That’s a new one.

“I really like horoscopes and personality tests. Do you know about animal-themed ones?”

“What kind are they?”

“Well, like, ‘dog-type boys’ or ‘cat-type girls.’ It’s more about representing personality traits than actual fortune-telling.”

“Ah, there are various types, aren’t there? Including penguins.”

“That’s right!”

She turned her phone towards me, smiling happily in front of the flamingos, showing the animal personality test.

“Why don’t we do it together later? I found it while researching yesterday, and I’m curious about your result, Kakeru-san.”

Kokoro-san, looking truly excited, had sent me a LINE message at 2 AM last night: “I’m so excited about tomorrow I can’t sleep! I’ll be careful not to be late, good night.”

I saw it after waking up, but I wondered if she managed to sleep after that.

“Then, how about we do it after lunch? It’ll be a nice break.”


After a cheerful reply, she happily started taking pictures of the flamingos.

I heard the shutter sound about twenty times for the flamingos alone. At this rate, wouldn’t her phone battery die?

Passing the bird zone, we saw a circular enclosure down a gentle slope with a giant panda inside.

As expected, it was popular, attracting visitors of all ages, especially many elementary school students, likely on a field trip.

“I can’t see the panda…”

I could see it, but Kokoro-san, given her height, couldn’t, and was struggling on tiptoe, stretching her neck.

“Kokoro-san, instead of trying to see over that man’s shoulder, why don’t you go behind those elementary school students? You should be able to see from there.”

“Ah, right. As expected of Kakeru-san.”

Probably anyone could figure that out, but being praised felt good, so I puffed up with pride inwardly.

“That panda, doesn’t it look like you, Kakeru-san?”

Kokoro-san pointed at a panda in the corner, lying on its back eating bamboo, strangely lifting only its right leg, looking dazed.

“Uh, in what way do I resemble it?”

“Hmm, maybe the aura? The vibe?”

“Isn’t that pretty much the same thing?”

“Maybe the way it looks sleepy! Or its eyes? It’s somehow cute.”

Do I really look that sleepy?

But both Enji and Hikaru often say the same, so maybe it’s true.

“How about we guess each other’s results for the animal diagnosis we’ll do later?”

“Good idea, I’ll guess yours.”

“And I’ll guess yours, Kakeru-san!”

Kokoro-san’s mood was higher than usual today.

She seemed to be laughing and having fun more than being shy. Maybe she’s getting used to me.

If she overcomes her shyness at this rate, will I no longer have any interaction with Kokoro-san?

We started having lunch together originally to help her overcome her shyness, so maybe that’s how it’ll end.

Watching her happily smiling profile, I felt somewhat sad.

After the pandas, we saw koalas.

Kokoro-san, looking at the lazy koalas, laughed happily, saying they resembled me. If being lazy is the criterion, does that mean all of them are like me?

Pandas, koalas, they all seem similar to someone like me who’s not familiar with animals, maybe that’s their category.

She said the same about the lazy red pandas, so it’s probably right.

Squirrels, otters, and then we came to a petting area down the stairs. It’s a place where you can interact with animals at designated times.

Even when it’s not the designated time, the fences are low, so you can still interact quite closely.

“Petting area! A place where you can interact with animals, I was really curious about it!”

Mostly surrounded by elementary students, Kokoro-san didn’t feel out of place and happily interacted with the rabbits.

I ended up watching her along with what seemed to be teachers from an elementary school.

Despite being shy, she comfortably mingled with the children, not caring at all and lovingly admiring the rabbits.

“Rabbits don’t really resemble you, Kakeru-san.”

“We didn’t come here to find animals that look like me, did we?”

“But it’s a challenge. I’ll guess what type of boy you are.”

It was a challenge?

I didn’t know, or rather, she hadn’t mentioned it.

“How about the winner gets to ask the other to do one thing?”

“I’m in. Let’s do it.”

I couldn’t think of anything to ask Kokoro-san even if I won, but this too was a part of enjoying a zoo date.

It’s a rather unique way to have fun, but well, why not.

Most importantly, Kokoro-san seemed to be having fun, and that was enough for me.

We left the petting area and went to see the elephants. When I asked if the elephants reminded her of me, she seriously replied, “They’re completely different in size, aren’t they?” I thought she meant we were similar, including the size.

We saw bears, sloths, polar bears, sea lions, crocodiles, lynxes, Masai giraffes, zebras, jaguars, and a variety of other animals. Around two in the afternoon, we decided to have a late lunch.

There were food trucks and a restaurant, as well as tables and chairs for visitors who brought their own lunch boxes.

“What are you in the mood to eat right now?”

“Well… if it’s okay with you…”

After such a preamble, Kokoro-san, who had been carrying a basket on her left arm the entire time, offered it to me.

“I made a lunch box… Could you please eat it?”

Her face was red, the same level of redness as the first time we met and sat next to each other after matching.

Come to think of it, she had been nervous since we decided to eat lunch here.

Today, I hadn’t seen much of Kokoro-san’s shy mode. Had she been trying to say this all along but couldn’t?

“Really? I’m so happy.”

“You are? That’s good… I was worried I might have been too enthusiastic…”

“Ha ha, there’s no way. But if it was filled with edible insects, I would be completely put off.”

“Oh, you don’t like insects…?”

“Wait, are there really insects?”

“No, just kidding, hehe.”

“Oh, okay…”

Kokoro-san has become much more relaxed compared to before. I couldn’t have imagined her joking like this at first.

She doesn’t seem shy around me anymore, but I wonder if she still gets nervous around others. If not, then we’ve achieved our goal in our relationship.

Originally, Kokoro-san started using Connect to overcome her shyness, but I wonder if she’s meeting anyone else. I have no idea what she does on her days off when she’s not with me.

I’ve become much more interested in knowing about Kokoro-san compared to when we first met. Maybe it’s all because of that declaration that day.

Even before that, I thought she was a nice person and cute, but since that declaration, I can’t help but be very conscious of her as someone of the opposite sex.

Kokoro-san meant it as friends, but I took it differently. Is it impure of me?

It’s troublesome and not good if someone you thought was just a friend has feelings for you.

I’m not even sure if this feeling is affection.

Who do I really like?

“Kakeru-san? Are you lost in thought?”

Kokoro-san, peering at my face, smelled nice.

“Uh, ah, no. Shall we eat?”

“Yes. But, well, this is the first time I’ve cooked for someone, so please be gentle…”

Kokoro-san didn’t seem confident, but there was no need to worry.

My taste buds had already been ruined by Hikaru’s cooking. Compared to that, almost anything would taste like a feast.

I wonder if Hikaru actually follows the recipes.

When she opened the basket, the first thing I saw was sandwiches, which I personally think are the most visually appealing food for a basket.

“Sandwiches…! They look delicious…!”

“I had a cute picnic basket at home, so I thought sandwiches would be the best match for a basket… I did taste test them, so you won’t die…!”

The cause of death being a sandwich would surely make anyone laugh.

Despite such concerns, the sandwiches looked appealing with their variety of colorful ingredients like thick omelets, tomatoes, lettuce, cucumbers, in addition to tuna sandwiches, and BLTs.

“Try sprinkling some salt on this egg sandwich.”

“Salt on a sandwich? That’s unusual, we usually ate them plain at my house.”

I took a normal bite first.


“Really…? I’m glad… relieved, actually.”

Why was she so worried? If she tasted it, she must have known how good these egg sandwiches were.

Then, I sprinkled on the salt Kokoro-san had brought.

“Wow, this is really good. The eggs are salted, aren’t they?”

“Yes, I was worried you might not like it. Some prefer sweet, others salty egg dishes, so I was concerned.”

“It’s fine, we had salty omelets at home too.”

“Good to hear…”

The tuna and BLT sandwiches were all delicious. This is how girls’ cooking should be.

In high school, Hikaru once made sandwiches for me too.

It was a sandwich with tomatoes, lettuce, and scrambled eggs, but the scrambled eggs were mixed with mayonnaise, making it quite tasty.

Even Hikaru, not skilled in cooking, couldn’t alter the taste of the vegetables or the mayonnaise.

Back then, it wasn’t about the taste; I was just happy that Hikaru would wake up early every morning to make me a lunch box, and I ate it all.

In the end, regardless of the taste, guys love homemade lunch boxes.

We easily finished the large amount of sandwiches, which I had worried we couldn’t eat, and sat down, looking at the amusement park inside the zoo, designed for younger children.

I could hear children’s screams from the merry-go-round, Ferris wheel, and a small roller coaster called ‘Panda Dash.’

Honestly, those aren’t really scream-inducing rides for adults, but it reminded me of something.

When I was in elementary school, I rode the Panda Dash, scared, and kept my eyes tightly shut. Surprisingly, it was faster than one might think.

“Kakeru-san, shall we do the challenge now?”

Kokoro-san turned her smartphone towards me.

On the screen was an animal personality test, with cute animal illustrations all over it.

“Sure, let’s do it.”

We answered some questions, and from the eight types of animals, the test would determine the closest match as a result.

Cat, dog, rabbit, penguin, turtle, bear, elephant, mole… Mole!?

Cats, dogs, and rabbits, I understand.

Penguins, as I recall, are birds that can’t fly but calmly assess what they can do, are good at swimming, and have evolved to enhance that strength. So, it probably shows up for people who understand their strengths and can calmly assess situations.

Turtles are probably chill, I guess.

Bears seem similar to turtles in that regard. Elephants are big… but it’s about personality, so size doesn’t matter.

But what about the mole?

After answering several questions, my result came out.

I made sure not to show it to Kokoro-san and saw her grinning.

“What are you laughing at?”

“I’m confident.”

Is she confident about guessing my result, or does she think I won’t be able to guess hers and is sure of her victory?

But I have figured out the perfect animal for Kokoro-san from the eight choices.

By process of elimination.

She’s not cat-like.

Nor does she resemble a dog, considering Enji as a model dog. Compared to him, she doesn’t have much of a dog vibe.

Rabbits suggest a lonely girl, which doesn’t fit Kokoro-san.

The laid-back nature of turtles and bears could fit her, but it’s not a perfect match. So, they’re out.

The grandeur of elephants doesn’t suit the refined Kokoro-san. Plus, what even is an elephant’s personality?

And moles are just baffling.

The only animal left to compare with was the penguin!

I like penguins quite a bit and thought I knew a lot about them. As I mentioned earlier, they understand their weaknesses well and have the attitude of accepting and moving forward.

Penguin-type girls usually have a strong core and are good listeners.

Yes, that’s exactly like Kokoro-san.

And, not to mention, penguins have an unexpectedly bold side. That’s just like Kokoro-san.

“So, from me… Kokoro-san, you are a penguin-type girl, aren’t you?”

Kokoro-san, looking down, seemed to confirm my guess. Perhaps she was too upset to speak.

“Unfortunately, you’re wrong.”

Contrary to my expectation, a confident Kokoro-san responded.


With a triumphant smile that seemed to mock my mistake, she turned her smartphone screen toward me.

“Mole-type… girl.”

The diagnosis on the screen highlighted the characteristics of a mole-type girl, all of which perfectly matched Kokoro-san.

“Prefers not to be active under the sun, introverted, shy, better at written than face-to-face communication…”

It’s accurate…

“So, Kakeru-san, you missed it. If I guess correctly now, I win.”

Other characteristics like being pure, wanting to be protected, fair-skinned, and preferring natural makeup and clothing also fit Kokoro-san perfectly.

This was a complete defeat for me, ignorant about moles. Real moles, after all, aren’t fair-skinned, don’t wear clothes or makeup.

But there’s still a chance for a draw.

If Kokoro-san doesn’t guess correctly, it’s not a win, but a draw.

“My guess is, Kakeru-san, you are a cat-type boy!!”

I turned my smartphone toward Kokoro-san.

“Your wish is my command, Your Highness.”

“I did it…!”

Kokoro-san made a small victory gesture in front of her chest.

How did she know?

I was so confident; there must have been a basis for her guess.

“How did you know?”

“Ah, you don’t realize it, Kakeru-san…? You’re quite obviously cat-like… Even I, who hasn’t known you for long, can tell…”

“Is it that obvious…? Well, I like cats, so it’s okay…”

I looked at the diagnosis results listed in bullet points.

Likes to do things at their own pace, prefers indoors, enjoys solitary activities, shows little emotional fluctuation, speaks sparingly, seeks affection from those they are close to, etc.

Indeed, it seems accurate…

I’ve been told this occasionally, and I had some self-awareness.

Still, I thought it wouldn’t be so apparent to someone I’ve known for as short a time as Kokoro-san.

“Then, I suppose you should listen to one thing I say.”

“Yes, please say anything. As long as it’s not life-threatening… well, preferably something light, if you don’t mind…”

“Wow, I wouldn’t ask for anything that harsh!”

I knew it.

Kokoro-san is humble, gentle, and considerate. I doubt she would ask for anything that would make me suffer.

“It’s spring now, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is…”

“I’ve never done cherry blossom viewing with anyone other than my family and relatives… So, I’d like to do it with you…!”

“Is that all?”

“Is it not okay…?”

I was expecting something more intense since it was a command, not a request.

“No, I would have gone without you having to order it. It sounds fun. Ah, but I’ve never done flower viewing either… What do people normally do during cherry blossom viewing?”

“When I did it, it was like a picnic while watching the sakura. Eating, and the adults would drink alcohol. I was still in elementary school then… I think that’s the usual way…”

But is that something two people do?

At the riverside near my hometown where people do cherry blossom viewing every year, it seemed like they were all groups, not pairs.

At least, there were three or more people.

“Actually, my real request is coming now…”


Hugging the basket that contained the sandwiches, Kokoro-san fidgeted.

She seemed to have a hard time saying it.

“Well, it’s an order, after all, and I’ll try to fulfill anything you ask as much as possible… Just say it. Even just saying it is okay, right?”

“If it’s not too much trouble, could you invite your friends, and make it a group…? Is that okay…?”

Ah, I see. That’s tough to ask.

If she asks to invite my friends, I, being the mutual acquaintance, cannot neglect to care for both sides.

That would tire me out, and she probably hesitated to ask, foreseeing that.

“I’ve recently been able to talk to you, Kakeru-san, without biting my tongue too much. I still get nervous, though…”

“You were nervous? I didn’t notice at all.”

“Really!? That’s good to hear…! But I still can’t speak properly in front of others… That’s why I want to practice. If they’re friends of Kakeru-san, I thought they must be nice people, so maybe I’d feel a bit safer…”

“I don’t have that many friends, so don’t expect too much, but yeah, I’ll ask. I have one person in mind who will probably be very enthusiastic.”

“I’m sorry for being selfish…”

“Huh, are you biting your tongue in front of me now?”

“Ah, ahh…”

She seemed to want to bury her head like a mole, hugging her head with both hands, crouching down. It must have been nerve-wracking for her.

But, Kokoro-san is trying to overcome her shyness.

I promised to help her overcome her social anxiety, so I want to be of assistance and have no intention of giving up halfway.

I can only think of Enji as a potential invitee in my extremely narrow circle of friends, but I’m willing to do what I can.

Fortunately, Enji once mentioned that he tried to talk to Kokoro-san and befriend her, so he probably wouldn’t refuse.

He’s also socially adept, making him an ideal candidate for the first step in overcoming her shyness.

But since I was the first, does that make him the second step? What if Enji becomes closer to Kokoro-san than me…

I feel a bit jealous.

“Um, if there is someone…?”


“I… also want to be friends with girls… I’m really sorry for being so selfish…!”

Girl friends, huh.

There’s only one person I can think of, but — there is one.

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I Reunited with my Ex-Girlfriend on a Dating App

I Reunited with my Ex-Girlfriend on a Dating App

I Reunited with my Ex-Girlfriend on a Dating App, マッチングアプリで元恋人と再会した。, 在交友軟體上與前任重逢了。
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: 2022 Native Language: Japanese
No matter what happens, they are still attracted to each other!The newest student romcom connected thanks to a dating app!A friend recommended me a dating app. However, the person I met was actually my own ex-girlfriend, Takamiya Hikari!And what’s even weirder is that I was also matched with a beautiful girl from the same university as me, Hatsune Shin!Who should I date?With my old love or with my new love?


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