Perhaps it’s because I ate too much curry rice, I left the house while holding my stomach that hurt a little.
It’s still around 7 o’clock.
I left early because I didn’t want to see Hina and Kaede.
I don’t know if Hina will come. Even if she does, I don’t feel like talking to her.
I hung up on Kaede last night so it’s not like I can enjoy any conversation with him.
It’s tough to spend the morning being in between those two.
Since I seemed to have extra time to spare, I decided to stop by a convenience store nearby instead of going straight to school.
When I was near the place where I used to meet up with Hina, I was reminded of how peaceful it used to be and saw a girl wearing a ‘Hana Shikien’ uniform walking towards me.
The school is over there, so you would have to go in the opposite direction to go to school.
As I was thinking about how strange it was, our eyes met.
At that moment, I understood everything. My stomach started to hurt even more.
“A-ma-chi-kunnn. Guten morgen~”
“Uwahh……”
(T/N: Sasaki-san can speak German now, huh)
A humming fujoshi has appeared.
She looks fresh despite being so rotten.
However, there was a sense of emotional stability around the anime song she was humming.
“Why are you here?”
“I wanted to talk to you. I’m glad I attached a GPS on you. I didn’t need to find you.”
“Huhh!?”
Did she attach it to me when we were in the karaoke room yesterday!?
I hurriedly searched my uniform pocket or any place that could have a GPS attached.
“That’s a lie.”
“……”
She’s smiling, but I don’t know whether it’s true or not.
I can’t get rid of the suspicion that, ‘She just might do that’.
“I just came early and coincidentally bumped into you.”
It’s a talent for a girl’s smile to look so suspicious.
“Where’s the other two?”
“……I went out before they came.”
“Hmm?”
Her ignorant look is getting on my nerves.
Are you pretending not to know even though you guessed it already?
“That’s amazing, I’ll be talking a lot then!”
“Do I have to listen to your machine gun talk from the first thing in the morning?”
“It’s okay, if Amachi-kun talks, I’ll speak less too.”
That’s true, but I don’t want to talk nor do I want her to make me talk.
But I know it’s useless to say anything to this person.
I immediately gave up and decided to go to school together with her.
“I’m going to the convenience store.”
I entered the convenience store nearby and bought a drink.
It seemed like Sasaki-san was getting a drink too, so the two of us lined up at the register and waited for our turn.
An elementary student was carrying a pink school bag in front of us, she was trying to buy a notebook.
She seemed to be a third-grader and had cute pigtails.
She had 200 yen on her hand, but the amount displayed on the register is higher than that.
The cover was cute and there were many pages, it seems more expensive than other notebooks.
It would be better to change it with a simple notebook, but she probably wants that one.
She was confused but didn’t move at all.
When I was pondering how I would pay the insufficient amount, Sasaki-san took a 100 yen coin and placed it in her palm.
The girl didn’t know what to do so she glanced at Sasaki-san and the clerk, but Sasaki-san put the money on the tray.
The clerk confirmed with Sasaki-san and registered the money.
The girl lowered her head as she ran cheerfully.
“She’s cute.”
Sasaki-san muttered, finishing her payment.
She’s not especially a beauty, but she looks like a calm, kind and lovely girl, but……it’s a shame that she’s rotten.
“What?”
“I was just thinking how kind you were……Even though you’re rotten.”
Recently, I thought it was a natural disaster to walk around with her. However, I was a little relieved to see an unexpected side of her.
“It can’t be helped that I’m rotten. Notebooks are very important. I started drawing during class. I started drawing manga……And I became an otaku. Before I knew it, I was rotten. It’s an item that opens such a future for her.”
“Oi.”
“It’s an up-front investment in the future. I’m looking forward to her becoming a BL writer who will follow the same path as me and entertain me.”
“So unwavering.”
Even though I was impressed, she ruined it.
However, she seemed to hide her embarrassment with the rotten remarks. Her face is a little red.
Does a true fujoshi get embarrassed from saying something rotten? That’s admirable.
“Hey, Amachi-kun. Between my black tea and your cafe au lait, which do you think is the seme?”
“Huh?”
She’s saying something out of the ordinary again.
Sasaki-san was holding a stylish plastic bottle that had an English feel to it.
In my hand was a cafe au lait bottle with a simple but bubbly illustration.
I’m reluctant to talk about rotten things, but I guess I’ll go along with it if it’s something like this.
“Isn’t it that black tea?”
“You’re right. Doesn’t it look like an intellectual wearing a suit and glasses?”
Certainly, it feels like an elite English gentleman.
“It does.”
“Right? But you see, ‘the both of them were the same age and new students in the same high school, then became roommates in the dorm’. If you make the settings like that, don’t you think the cafe au lait would be the puppy seme while the black tea would be a tsundere pretty boy uke?”
“!…….You’re right!”
Naturally, I thought that the intelligent suit was older. But if it’s like that, then I can see the composition of the cafe au lait boy who wanted to be spoiled like a large-sized dog and a man who’s not good at dealing with people so he’s always rude and prickly.
I’m sure that the black tea boy couldn’t handle the cafe au lait boy at first.
But when he gets used to being with him……That’s when the development begins.
“That’s amazing.”
“Right?
“I’ve never really thought about this before, but……you’re amazing.”
That was such an eye-opener.
It seems like I didn’t notice the small flowers that bloomed at my feet because of the large flower. After all, the big brother couple was always around me.
“I’m always thinking about it with stationeries, things such as ‘This pen is a seme’. Don’t you think you’re a technician if you can choose whether it’ll be thick or thin? You can add a lot of leads in a mechanical pencil, that’s difficult.”
“Aren’t you stupid! You’re crazy! Ahaha!”
When I noticed, I was laughing aloud.
Everything she says is really absurd, but it’s so stupid that it’s interesting.
I haven’t felt this enjoyable feeling in a long time.
She took out a mechanical pencil from her bag and muttered, “I wonder how many can fit in this……”
This girl is really stupid!
Ahh, so nostalgic, it calms me down……
“I always think of this whenever I go to bed but isn’t the futon amazing?”
“What?”
“I mean it’s a ‘futon’ and a ‘comforter’ you know!? The comforter is always on the futon!?”
“Haha!!”
I couldn’t help laughing when I understood what she wanted to say.
(T/N: WELL I DIDN’T UNDERSTAND SHIT QAQ)
“I can’t leave it unmade, it’s messy.”
“So silly.”
I laughed so much that my gloominess disappeared.
However, Sasaki Fuuko’s absurd talk continues.
“For example, the futon is always all over the floor when it’s left unmade. There’s bed linen on top of it, but isn’t it easy to wash so you just take it out to wash it?”
“Un.”
“If so, wouldn’t the futon be a confined ‘uke’ and the bed linen would turn from a ‘lovely uke’ into a ‘devilish seme’?”
“Ohh……”
To think of a futon as a confined thing……she’s amazing.
She’s crazy.
Oddly enough, I’m impressed.
“The ‘uke’ futon is being confined, but it can actually escape. It can break the chain on its ankle and it knows how to unlock the door! But……it can’t run away.”
“It’s been trained……”
“Yes, it’s over……”
I was walking towards school while talking. However,I was so absorbed in the rotten conversation that before I knew it, my legs stopped moving.
Shit, this is too fun……
“Eh, we spent quite a long time?”
We seemed to have been talking for a long time, and when I realized, the few people increased at once.
“That’s true, I was so absorbed that I forgot about the time. Let’s hurry and continue talking!”
“So you won’t stop.”
“Of course!”
I lined up next to Sasaki-san, who started walking triumphantly.
It seems like her anthropomorphic talk has been stocked up and they’re coming out one after another.
This is bad, it’s so fun.
I’m dying to hear more.
In the end, I was absorbed in Sasaki Fuuko’s talk show until I arrived at school.
It would be hard for me to live if people around me heard it, so I bent down and walked carefully so that nobody would hear it.
I can’t help but notice that the students in ‘Hanashikien’ are glancing at us……