Even though it is nighttime, I rang the chime without hesitation.
A little later, I hear panicked footsteps from inside, and the door immediately opens.
âHelloâŞâ
A familiar mob face peeks out through the open door.
Remembering that I havenât played the role of the jolly blonde beauty recently, I greet him like that.
âKichattaââ
With a wink, I stick out my tongue and give him a cute, cheeky look.
Most boys would fall head over heels for me if I did this.
I knew that most guys have their brains attached to their lower body, so they are weak against a s*xy character like me.
That is why Kotaro, who blatantly frowned at me, never ceased to interest me.
âNo, donât come here.â
Neither being strong nor bashful, Kotaro was not interested or concerned from the depths of his heart and was not deceived by s*xy characters, but simply disliked my mere existence, and I could not help but laugh.
âNihihihi. Donât say that, can you let me in? I think you should be a little more careful with a girl out so late at night, donât you?â
âItâs only 8:00 p.m. and Mary seems stronger than the guys, so thereâs no point in worrying.â
You are right. I would probably not get hurt even if I was attacked by any thugs. After all, I am perfect, I am seamless, and I have mastered the martial arts.
But men are usually attracted to you if you tickle their desire for protection.
So, I know that I wat to be happy when they give me shelter.
⌠Well, it still didnât work for Kotaro.
âWhat do you want?â
âWhat if I told you I just came to see Kotaro?â
âIâll just ignore you. Youâre a pain.â
âOHâŚ, what if I told you that I came to visit Kutaroâs stepsister?â
âAzusa? Mary-san, do you know that girl?â
âOf course. Weâre such good friends that sometimes we see each other in the classroom.â
âThatâs not very close, is it?â
Hmmm.
My favorite vague way of talking was not working.
I knew that Kotaro was not interested in me at all.
Thatâs why Kururiâs guts in trying to lure such a man was quite interesting to see in retrospect.
And perhaps it is because Kotarouis a mob character that he has such a lack of âindividualityâ and can remain ânothingâ in response to any heroineâs approach.
As usual, this character is interesting.
That is why it is a shame that he is a bit of a mosquito in Ryomaâs story.
I need him to dance more.
Because that would be more âinterestingâ.
âI donât have a choice. Iâm going to tell you straight to the point, okay? âRyoma was rejected by Yuzuki.â
When he tried to tangle with Yuzuki, he lost.
If he tries to join forces with her, she pushes him away.
So, I had no choice but to be honest.
Itâs not a very typical choice for me, but to make the story more interesting, itâs good to be honest once in a while.
ââŚâŚEh?â
As expected, Kotaro showed agitation.
He was completely unfazed when it came to himself, but when it came to those closest to him, he became instantly fragile.
Iâm not gentle enough not to attack that gap.
âIsnât he interested in your childhood friend?â
When I whispered this to him in an inciting manner, Kotaroâs expression instantly became tense.
âB-butâŚâ
But he was still trying to refuse me with his apparent strength.
However, it looked like I could break him if I pushed a little harder, so I relentlessly tried to break himâŚ, butâŚ
Unfortunately, I was interrupted before I could do so.
âAzusa would like to hear that story, too?â
⌠Hmm, I see.
Apparently, the homes of the common people were smaller than I thought.
âDid you hear me?â
The one who suddenly appeared from the living room was a childish woman who looked like a child sitting on a throne.
It seemed that she could hear me talking from the living room. It seems that the average home is much smaller than my mansion.
âWhat do you mean Ryoma Onii-chan got rejectedâŚ?â
The one who interrupted me was the once defeated sub heroine.
I couldnât help but laugh at the appearance of the defeated heroine, whom I thought had already decayed completely.
(Itâs funny when this happens, isnât it?)
There may be more developments awaiting Ryomaâs story.
I felt that Azusaâs appearance was such a major turning point in the plot of the storyâŚ