I Favor the Villainess Chapter 74
Oohashi Reiâs first love (2)
One day after school, I was stopped by a male homeroom teacher.
I paused preparing to go home and went to the teacherâs desk.
âSorry, but could you deliver these printouts to Katanoâs house?â
Saying so, he handed me a bunch of printouts including a notice of parent and child meeting.
âSheâs currently absent due to influenza. If these printouts are delivered any later, itâll be too late to arrange it with her parentsâ
âAh, after I looked it up, you live the closest to Katanoâs house. This is her address, okay?â
I was aware of classmatesâ strange looks being fixed on me during this exchange.
âWouldnât taking a picture of it and sending it to her be enough. Please ask somebody who knows herâ
âThe thing is, I donât know Katanoâs email address. If somebody knows it, I donât mind if you ask of them. Then, I leave it to youâ
The homeroom teacher left as soon as he told me to do that.
Feeling uncomfortable, I resumed preparations to go home.
âItâs a disaster, right Rei. Having to go to that otakuâs houseâ
âMisaki-chan, donât say thatâ
âAhaha⊠I have no choice other than going. Then, see you at school tomorrowâ
The conversation with SakiSaki Duo ended somehow awkwardly and I left the school.
According to a map, Katano-sanâs house was surprisingly close to mine.
Or rather, it was across the street.
Because my father moved here for his job, thereâs nothing like us being childhood friends.
While we might have greeted each other when I moved here, itâs rare for us girls to interact with neighbors.
After dropping by home to put away my stuff, I paid a visit to Katano-sanâs house with the printouts.
I took several deep breaths in front of the door.
I pressed the intercom while being terribly nervous for some reason.
âIâm Shiiko-sanâs classmate, Oohashi. I was asked to deliver printouts to Shiiko-san during her absenceâ
âAra, thank you. Please, come inâ
Together with her voice, the door was unlocked.
I wanted to hand over the printouts at the door and go home, so I was shaken by Katano momâs words to come in.
Be that as it may, I couldnât keep standing there, so I reluctantly went inside.
âYouâre welcome. Iâm happy. Shiiko has such a close friendâ
What was I trying to say?
That we arenât really close?
I barely stopped myself and decided to for now finish my business here.
âThese are the printouts. Soon thereâll be parent and child meeting, so the teacher asked to make arrangements ahead of the timeâ
âThanks you. Iâm sorry, but could you deliver them to Shiikoâs room? Iâm a little busy cooking right nowâ
Saying so, Katano mom withdrew to the kitchen.
âEven if you tell me to go to Shiikoâs roomâŠâ
âItâs in the back upstairsâ
A polite voice came from my side while I was perplexed.
Thereâs no way to run away.
It canât be helped, so letâs quickly hand them over and go home.
I climbed the stairs and stopped in front of the door at the end of the corridor.
The nameplate says âShiikoâ.
I knocked once again, but it was still the same.
How many times have I been perplexed today.
As Shiiko-san seems to be sleeping, rather than awkwardly waking her up, I can place the printouts on her desk, and go home.
I opened the door making as little noise as I could, and while saying that in a quiet voice I entered Katano-sanâs room.
Katano-sanâs room was what youâd call an otakuâs room.
There were plenty anime posters pasted to the walls, bookshelves were lined with manga.
Goods of characters unknown to me were beautifully decorating glass cases.
â! I canât I canâtâ
Unintentionally I got captivated and gazed at them for a while.
Itâll be troublesome if Katano-san wakes up while Iâm doing such a thing.
Looking at her, Katano-san is in the bed, peacefully breathing in her sleep.
Letâs do it immediately.
While the room is covered with anime goods, the surroundings of the desk were neatly cleaned.
I tried putting the printouts on it, but I seem to have moved the mouse as the computer woke up from its sleep lighting up the screen.
âThis is⊠a manga manuscriptâŠ?â
On the large monitor a scene of two naked girls staring at each other was displayed.
Recently there are people drawing manga on PCs and Katano-san is also one of them.
While thinking that, I was captivated by the illustration.
On the illustration, one girl was a shy child with a bob cut, and the other somewhat dull but homely tall girl.
Both werenât wearing anything, but mysteriously I didnât find it unpleasant.
Rather, I thought the manuscript drawn in a delicate style was very beautiful.
âThe models for it were Kosaki-san and Rei-sanâ
Although its volume was low, I was startled by the voice resounding through the silence and looked back.
Katano-san, dressed in pajamas, sat up and looked here.
âAh⊠wrong⊠Um⊠IâŠ!â
âItâs okay. You came to deliver printouts? I understandâ
I was beyond confused, but Katano-sanâs calmness spread to me and soon I also composed myself.
âI looked at it without your permission, sorry?â
âNo. Iâm also sorry for using you as a model without permission, so weâre evenâ
Katano-san said so and laughed a little.
Without her glasses, I could see Katano-sanâs expression better than usually in the classroom.
Her complexion also looked good.
âMisaki-san seems to have thought Iâm a fujoshi, but actually itâs the opposite. Iâm into yuriâ
It was about the conversation where I had messed up my response.
Iâm writing manga with the theme of romance between girls , Katano-san said.
âDo you think itâs disgusting?â
Rather than doubt, the question sounded like she was expecting a confirmation.
â⊠I think itâs⊠not disgustingâ
I intended to hide my opinion to the end, but I changed my mind out of worry for Katano-san.
âObviously⊠What do you mean?â
I asked, and when I thought it would have been better not to ask, it was already too late.
âBecause, Rei-san loves Kosaki-san, right?â
If you looked at me objectively at that time, I must have made an interesting face.
But, at that time I was unable to laugh in the slightest.
âWhat⊠are you saying?â
âYou donât need to deceive me. I told you, right? Iâm into yuri. Iâm not prejudiced against thatâ
Katano-san stated indifferently, but I was awfully frightened.
If it was exposed by Katano-san, my school life would end.
I desperately tried denying it.
âWrong⊠Youâre wrong! Iâm not weird like that!â
âWeird? Whatâs weird about that?â
Katano-san kept her calm even when I got irritated.
âNo matter who loves who, arenât they free to do that?â
I thought âAh, Iâm no match for that personâ when Katano-san said that.
Rather than following up with more words, Katano-san got off the bed and picked out several books from the bookshelf.
Then she packed them into a bag with anime character printed on it.
âIf youâd like, read theseâ
What she handed me were novels with beautiful girls on their covers.
âI think itâll weaken you, in various waysâ
For some reason I couldnât refuse.
Or perhaps deep down I wanted somebody to affirm these feelings.
In any case, I accepted them.
âAfter you read them, tell me what you thinkâ
Saying so, Katano-san laid down again.
After a minute I could hear her breathe in her sleep.
I was quite amazed, but as there wasnât anything else to do, I could do nothing but go home.
âAra, are you going home already? If youâd like I thought we could eat dinner togetherâ
âNo⊠I think my mother is making it tooâ
âIs that so? Then, at another opportunityâ
I left Katano-sanâs house.
That night, I read the books borrowed from Katano-san.
The world has changed for me.