I was thinking about the story of Ryoma Ryuzaki, and before I knew it, school was over.
I couldnāt get much of the lessons into my head, but I didnāt think anything of it because it was business as usual. Studying was something I could manage if I crammed all night before the test. Thanks to this, I got a slightly lower than average grade, which is a result that is indescribably mob-like, but that doesnāt mean I canāt change who I am.
Now, itās after school.
Yesterday, I became friends with Shimotsuki after schoolā¦ā¦. Just because weāre friends doesnāt mean we have to stay together after school.
Besides, I now have Ryuzakiās eyes on me.
After lunch, he seemed to be at least relieved by my statement, but he kept his guard up and kept glancing at me to see what I was up to.
Fortunately, the shy Shimotsuki didnāt talk to me, so I think my suspicions were probably confirmedā¦ā¦. If I stay too close to her, I might get Shimotsuki in trouble.
I decided to leave as soon as I could.
In fact, I wanted to say a few words to Shimotsuki, but Ryuzaki was flirting with his harem members and wouldnāt leave the classroom, so I had no choice but to leave in silence.
If we were friends, this would be about as good as it gets.
If Iām not careful, Shimotsuki will quickly close the distance between us, but that doesnāt mean I canāt touch her. I have to be docile like a mob and not get carried away.
I told myself that and headed home.
I boarded a bus at the nearest bus stop and arrived near my house in about 20 minutes. I got off the bus and walked for another few minutes. When I finally reached home, I turned over to get my keys out of my bagā¦ā¦. Thatās when it happened.
āWho is it? The clue is your friend, a girl. Hmmm, can you guess? You want more clues? I donāt blame you, my favorite food is the food my mom makes. Yeah, if I give you this many hints, youāll figure it out, right?ā
From behind me, small hands cover my eyes.
The darkness confused me for a moment, but I was relieved when I heard the voice and immediately knew who it was.
āWhat is it, Shimotsukiā¦ā¦ Shimotsuki!ā
However, my relief was short-lived.
Immediately I realized that this situation was unusual.
āIām Shiho Shimotsuki, a 16-year-old girl. Iāve always dreamed of being able to say this. Itās one of the top 100 things on my list of things I want to do when I have a friend. Iām glad my dream came true.ā
I wondered if the top 100 could really be this special.
Maybe there are quite a few items on the ālist of things I want to do when I make friendsā ā¦ā¦ I was also curious about that, but I guess I need to ask something first.
āWhy are you here ā¦ā¦?ā
This place, of course, is not at school.
Itās my house, 20 minutes away by bus and almost an hour away by foot.
I couldnāt understand why Shimotsuki, a character I was supposed to encounter only at school, was in such a place.
Why would she be here?
When I asked her the reason, the light suddenly disappeared from her eyes.
Her black eyes, in contrast to her silvery-white hair, were filled with a darkness that seemed to absorb all colors.
āEh? Youāre my friend, but you left without saying goodbye. ā¦ā¦ There were many things I wanted to do after school, but you left on your own, so I followed you. Iām not sure if youāre aware that youāre my friend or not. Iām going to make myself at home with Nakayama-kun to get back at you. Iām not going to let you turn me down.ā
ā¦ā¦ Until a few days ago, I thought she was like an emotionless doll.
This girl was quite talkative and emotional.
Shimotsuki: ā¦ā¦ Sorry. Iām sorry to feel this way about my friend. ā¦ā¦ Itās just a little hectic. The silent girl seems to have a bit of a yandere sideā¦