Although I was asked by Yurie-san [Wonāt you join us for dinner?], but with Toushirou-san still wearing the face of a demon, and the feeling of being pushed down by Konoha remaining, to the point that I couldnāt look her in the face, I decided to refuse.
I feel bad for refusing her good will, but feeling the danger to my life, and the embarrassment, it couldnāt be helped.
Looking at twitter, I found that Amatsu Atsume-sensei posted a new tweet.
Title: Scream
On the right side was the figure of a young man singing and shining, and in contrast to that on the left were figures that looked like they were experiencing the despair of hearing about the end of the world.
Is this⦠about the karaoke today??
In the replies as well.
[Whatās with this illustration of horror?]
[What the heck happened in senseiās private lifeā¦?]
[( ćĀ“0`)ćOh nooo]
Were what they were saying, there were also a lot of comments worrying about Amatsu Atsume-sensei.
āLetās pretend we didnāt see that.ā
I ran away from reality.
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Letās go back a little in time, to the time Haruto got dumped.
[Ya-ho~ Mayuyun.]
āI dumped him.ā
[Hoho, for you to dump a guy who didnāt even reply yet, you really are something Mayuyun.]
āWhat are you saying, it was just a punishment game, so it canāt be helped.ā
[Ahaha, thatās true, but was it really alright to dump him without even waiting for a reply?]
āWhy? Did I do something bad?ā
[Nah, but isnāt he close to Kagari-kun? He might just complain about it to him.]
āWould he do something like that? I properly told him [Just pretend that I never confessed to you.] thatās why this whole thing is already over.ā
[Mayuyun is also ill-natured, I think you should be more self-aware of that.]
āDid you say something?ā
[Nah, Nothing~. You already have Sanjou-senpai anyways.]
āWell, he is a good source of money. Natsumi thinks so as well, right?ā
[Thatās true, he even paid for my share as well, itās a huge help.]
āFufu, Weāll be going to karaoke next time, but do you also want to come?ā
[Karaoke sounds good, Iāll also go!]
āOk, see you.ā
[Yeah, good night!]
The girl cut the call, and stretched out on the bed.
āFuwaa, Iām tired. Why am I doing something like a punishment game.ā
She muttered, and closed her eyes.
āItās exactly as Natsumi said, I think I did something bad to Haruto-kun, but⦠something like an obvious lie such as [Even though I liked Hiiragi-san.] I hate that.ā
The girl looked back on that day.
It was a common punishment game
The details were:
[Confess to a boy you are interested in.]
Unfortunately, the target of the girl who got tasked with the punishment game was a boy in the same class.
It was a quiet boy.
They were in the same preschool, so she knew his face.
She didnāt remember it immediately, but during the first day of school she felt like she'd seen him before.
But the boy didnāt remember her at all.
That made her very angry.
At the fact that, even though she remembered, he had no idea at allā¦
But, that was normal.
There were not a lot of people who would remember a small memory from over 9 years ago.
Ever since she entered highschool she was very popular with the boys.
Without caring about the grade level, she was confessed to countless times.
After being confessed to for who knows how many times, 2 years passed, and she got tasked with the punishment game.
At that time the thought suddenly came to her.
[Iāve been confessed to a lot, but have I ever confessed to anyone?]
After thinking for a few seconds, she came to a conclusion.
She has never once done so.
[But, if you donāt want to, you can refuse.]
I can refuse this punishment game, but since my friend told me to do it, I canāt refuse.
I felt bad for choosing this boy, but I donāt regret doing so.
āIāll add him as a friend through the group, and for the confession through LIME⦠I wonder how I should go about it.ā
Itās just a punishment game after all.
I thought I should just randomly write it, and before I noticed I sent a very common confession.
[Sorry for suddenly messaging you, are you free right now?]
[Yo, Hiiragi-san, good evening, do you need something?]
[I, like Haruto-kun.]
[Eh?]
[Iāve liked you since a long time ago.]
[Isnāt it too sudden? Itās probably a punishment game or something right?]
[Itās true, I was really happy that we were in the same class.]
[I,Is that so? But why me?]
[Youāre smart, and different from other boys, I think the quiet part of you is cool.]
[I,Is that so, thank you.]
[Will you go out with me�]
[Hmm, it was so sudden that Iām confused, can I contact you again next time?]
[Un, Iāll be waiting for a good answer.]
The conversation ended there.
The girl took a screenshot of the conversation, and sent it immediately to her friend.
[Is this fine?]
[Uwahh, how bold!]
[Is it?]
[With this, I think the other side would also become conscious of you.]
[A boy whoād become conscious of me because of this, are they some kind of monkey?]
[Isnāt that too mean? Isnāt it Mayuyunās first time confessing? You should be a bit more embarrassed.]
[I wonāt be embarrassed about a person who I donāt even like.]
[I feel bad for Haruto-kun, what are you gonna do about the answer?]
[Iāll wait for a while, but if itās too late, a better person might appear.]
[So mean-!]
After that they had some meaningless talk, and the day ended.
1 day, 2 days⦠she waited for the boyās answer, but it didnāt come at all.
[Hey-, Iāve been waiting for 4 days now, though?]
[It still hasnāt come?]
[As expected, itās way too slow.]
[Isnāt he thinking about it too hard?]
[That aside, I got confessed to by Sanjou-senpai a while ago.]
[By Sanjou-senpai, isnāt he the soccer clubās ace!? Thatās amazing.]
[I was also surprised. To think I would receive a confession from a person like that.]
[Did you already reply to him?]
[Not yet. I still havenāt received a reply from Haruto-kun yet. But I did get an invitation from senpai for a date.]
[Isnāt that fine? Why donāt you try going?]
[Thatās right, Iāll try going.]
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[So how was it?]
[It was fun. He bought me a bunch of stuff.]
[Isnāt he a good source of money?]
[Isnāt he? Iām thinking itās fine to go out with him.]
[Uwah, what a gold digger.]
[Since he wonāt reply no matter how much I wait, Iāll dump him from my side.]
[I feel bad for Haruto-kun.]
[Yes, Yes, say what you want.]
And then, time progressed to the day that Haruto was dumped.
The girl did not notice.
That the boy sent her several messages.
But, with messages from her other friends arriving, it was buried and she never noticed.
If the boy responded faster, what would have happened⦠No one could ever tell.