Today is the last day of the school term.
I had already promised to meet with Hiria-chan at the second library after the ceremony. I couldn’t stop my excitement from early in the morning.
When I entered the classroom in a good mood, Saionji-san was also in a good mood.
Her voice was a tone higher than usual as she talked with Masuda sensei, and her expression was very lively. It was obvious that she was happy about the upcoming summer vacation.
Speaking of Saionji-san, she was reputed to have recently improved her beauty again.
Originally known as the Ice Princess, she had a cute yet mysterious impression, but lately, she was reputed to have a slight expression on her face. It is said that a male student who encountered her, greeted her, and inadvertently received an affectionate smile, later fainted in agony and munched on a roll of toilet paper.
There is also a rumor that she turns her cheeks rosy at lunchtime and disappears somewhere. When I think of rosy cheeks, I think of very colorful cheeks, but rosy is a good word to describe Saionji-san’s cheeks. Incidentally, it is strongly believed that she secretly calls her boyfriend during lunch break.
I can’t imagine what kind of guy would like her at all. The guys at school would start eating inorganic matter just because she smiled at them, and she had a holiness about her that made it hard for anyone to like her. Yet her smile had a devilish quality to it. She was truly terrifying.
Still, perhaps because she has become a little easier to approach, the other day I encountered her being approached by a first-year boy. I looked at them without even realizing it, and then something amazing happened.
I couldn’t hear what the boy said, but he said something with a couple of words and a silly look on his face.
She raised her eyebrows in a troubled way, and the boys who had been lurking nearby came out with a bang and pulled him back to the end of the hallway. It was as if they were hell’s walkers trying to emulate Kandata. (TN: Not sure what this reference is )
I saw something amazing.
When I went to peek in the direction the boys had disappeared, I heard, “Tanaka! You idiot!”, “You don’t know what you’re doing!” and so on. It was terrifying.
I felt like there was a real-world of popularity there that I didn’t know about.
I was still surrounded by girls, but I still possessed the heart of a man who was never going to be popular.
Even when I was surrounded by girls, all I could do was to reply in a way that made me think to myself, “This guy is so boring…”. And it’s extremely difficult to catch a glimpse of their face from the front and match their name with it.
Conclusion. Saionji-san is a real popular person.
I don’t live in the same world as her.
＊
“This day has finally come.”
After the closing ceremony. In the second library.
Hiria-chan was lamenting as if it was the end of the world.
“Nekura-kun, remember me even after the summer vacation!”
“Yes.”
“Can I text you sometimes?
“Yes.”
“Ah, ……, ah……, It will be lonely”
We didn’t see each other every day, and when we did, I didn’t entertain her with my funny stories. Not at all.
Rather, there were a lot of unsuccessful conversations where I felt like I was boring her even though we went out of our way to meet, or that I didn’t do a good job of broadening the conversation, and I had a lot of regrets and remorse about things I said that were cold or gross.
To be honest, I don’t really care about the content of the conversation, because just sitting quietly in this space with Hiria-chan on the other side of me for about five hours is enough to make my brain release all sorts of strange substances and make me feel joyful.
Even though it didn’t matter, Hiria-chan kept saying funny and cute things that made me so happy that I wondered if I had ever had such a good time in my life.
I can’t help but wonder if she’s being employed by someone.
By who?
By the future me.
On the day I reached 65 years without a girlfriend, I decided to give my high school years, which were full of regrets, something fun to do, so I got on the DeLorean time machine, landed in this time period, and went to ask Hiria-chan for help…
I was just thinking about it when Hiria-chan’s voice brought me back to my senses.
“What type of girl do you like, Nekura-kun?”
“E~h, what?”
“…I thought a lot, but I couldn’t find any other question that didn’t involve personal information.”
“eh-oh.”
I see. The reason she didn’t ask me a question the other day was because she was concerned about it.
“You can ask me anything you want, you know.”
If that’s how she found out naturally, that’s fine. However, I don’t think any of the information other than my name and class is close to the core. You can’t ask everyone about their birthday, and there are a lot of people with the same blood type and sibling structure.
“Ok. So, who is the girl you like?”
“Eh? Isn’t the question slightly different from before?”
“Oh, right. right. So… What type of girl do you like?”
“Hmmm…”
The girl I like is Hiria-chan, and the type of girl I like is also Hiria-chan, but there’s no way I can say that, and if she’s asking me what type of looks I like, I can’t answer.
I like girls who are easy to talk to.
How about that?
I was just about to open my mouth when Warako-chan emerged without me even calling her saying ‘Creeepyyy!’.
[“It’s like a euphemism for ‘I like you ‘. Think about it! Imagine it! What if it’s said by someone you don’t like? What about other girls?”]
It’s disgusting. I’m going to throw up.
[“Then stop it! A safe answer is the best answer here!”]
Even if you say ‘safe’……Something like a bright personality would do. Hiria-chan is a bright girl, but she thinks she’s gloomy because she doesn’t have any friends. The answer that is completely different from Hiria-chan is no good. On the other hand, if the answer is too similar to Hiria-chan, she’ll throw up ……. What should I do?
“Nekura-kun?”
“There isn’t….”
“Eh?”
“I don’t have a type.”
“Oh, really? Not even a little?”
“ I dare say, a healthy, physically fit …… humanoid …… preferably human …… preferably female.”
I tried to be as non-creepy as possible, but Hiria-chan laughed and said,
“Ah! I fit that bill!”
“Buhi~yoi!”
I was so shocked that a strange sound came out of my mouth.
I didn’t mean it like that!
[“Creeepyyyy… Souji-kun is creepyyyyy!”]
Warako-chan flew around me. My eyes went cloudy. Let’s get away from this topic now. To escape, let’s ask the other person the same question.
“Wh, what about Hiria-chan?”
After I asked, I immediately regretted it.
I was afraid to imagine what would happen if it was too far removed from me. I’m not sure I can be a two-meter-tall stocky macho man or a dangerous martial arts man. I might at least try to do some muscle training, but I don’t think I can be tall enough to be two meters tall.
When I was feeling nervous, Hiria-chan said in a light tone,
“I want someone who’s easy to talk to.”
“Really?”
“I used to think that a person who is a good talker and a beef bowl lover would be good, but …… it changed recently. …… hehehe.”
“I see”
My voice turned to mush. My heart thumped noisily.
“What about looks?”
“looks, anything is fine”
Yay!! That applies to me too!
When I’m with Hiria-chan, my heart often beats wildly. When I leave the room, I’m sweaty and exhausted. And yet, my face is often grinning.
My total fatigue is greater than when I talk to other girls. And yet, even though I’m so tired, I don’t feel stressed at all. In fact, it’s a stress reliever.
Today is the last day of the school term.
I had already promised to meet with Hiria-chan at the second library after the ceremony. I couldn’t stop my excitement from early in the morning.
When I entered the classroom in a good mood, Saionji-san was also in a good mood.
Her voice was a tone higher than usual as she talked with Masuda sensei, and her expression was very lively. It was obvious that she was happy about the upcoming summer vacation.
Speaking of Saionji-san, she was reputed to have recently improved her beauty again.
Originally known as the Ice Princess, she had a cute yet mysterious impression, but lately, she was reputed to have a slight expression on her face. It is said that a male student who encountered her, greeted her, and inadvertently received an affectionate smile, later fainted in agony and munched on a roll of toilet paper.
There is also a rumor that she turns her cheeks rosy at lunchtime and disappears somewhere. When I think of rosy cheeks, I think of very colorful cheeks, but rosy is a good word to describe Saionji-san’s cheeks. Incidentally, it is strongly believed that she secretly calls her boyfriend during lunch break.
I can’t imagine what kind of guy would like her at all. The guys at school would start eating inorganic matter just because she smiled at them, and she had a holiness about her that made it hard for anyone to like her. Yet her smile had a devilish quality to it. She was truly terrifying.
Still, perhaps because she has become a little easier to approach, the other day I encountered her being approached by a first-year boy. I looked at them without even realizing it, and then something amazing happened.
I couldn’t hear what the boy said, but he said something with a couple of words and a silly look on his face.
She raised her eyebrows in a troubled way, and the boys who had been lurking nearby came out with a bang and pulled him back to the end of the hallway. It was as if they were hell’s walkers trying to emulate Kandata. (TN: Not sure what this reference is )
I saw something amazing.
When I went to peek in the direction the boys had disappeared, I heard, “Tanaka! You idiot!”, “You don’t know what you’re doing!” and so on. It was terrifying.
I felt like there was a real-world of popularity there that I didn’t know about.
I was still surrounded by girls, but I still possessed the heart of a man who was never going to be popular.
Even when I was surrounded by girls, all I could do was to reply in a way that made me think to myself, “This guy is so boring…”. And it’s extremely difficult to catch a glimpse of their face from the front and match their name with it.
Conclusion. Saionji-san is a real popular person.
I don’t live in the same world as her.
＊
“This day has finally come.”
After the closing ceremony. In the second library.
Hiria-chan was lamenting as if it was the end of the world.
“Nekura-kun, remember me even after the summer vacation!”
“Yes.”
“Can I text you sometimes?
“Yes.”
“Ah, ……, ah……, It will be lonely”
We didn’t see each other every day, and when we did, I didn’t entertain her with my funny stories. Not at all.
Rather, there were a lot of unsuccessful conversations where I felt like I was boring her even though we went out of our way to meet, or that I didn’t do a good job of broadening the conversation, and I had a lot of regrets and remorse about things I said that were cold or gross.
To be honest, I don’t really care about the content of the conversation, because just sitting quietly in this space with Hiria-chan on the other side of me for about five hours is enough to make my brain release all sorts of strange substances and make me feel joyful.
Even though it didn’t matter, Hiria-chan kept saying funny and cute things that made me so happy that I wondered if I had ever had such a good time in my life.
I can’t help but wonder if she’s being employed by someone.
By who?
By the future me.
On the day I reached 65 years without a girlfriend, I decided to give my high school years, which were full of regrets, something fun to do, so I got on the DeLorean time machine, landed in this time period, and went to ask Hiria-chan for help…
I was just thinking about it when Hiria-chan’s voice brought me back to my senses.
“What type of girl do you like, Nekura-kun?”
“E~h, what?”
“…I thought a lot, but I couldn’t find any other question that didn’t involve personal information.”
“eh-oh.”
I see. The reason she didn’t ask me a question the other day was because she was concerned about it.
“You can ask me anything you want, you know.”
If that’s how she found out naturally, that’s fine. However, I don’t think any of the information other than my name and class is close to the core. You can’t ask everyone about their birthday, and there are a lot of people with the same blood type and sibling structure.
“Ok. So, who is the girl you like?”
“Eh? Isn’t the question slightly different from before?”
“Oh, right. right. So… What type of girl do you like?”
“Hmmm…”
The girl I like is Hiria-chan, and the type of girl I like is also Hiria-chan, but there’s no way I can say that, and if she’s asking me what type of looks I like, I can’t answer.
I like girls who are easy to talk to.
How about that?
I was just about to open my mouth when Warako-chan emerged without me even calling her saying ‘Creeepyyy!’.
[“It’s like a euphemism for ‘I like you ‘. Think about it! Imagine it! What if it’s said by someone you don’t like? What about other girls?”]
It’s disgusting. I’m going to throw up.
[“Then stop it! A safe answer is the best answer here!”]
Even if you say ‘safe’……Something like a bright personality would do. Hiria-chan is a bright girl, but she thinks she’s gloomy because she doesn’t have any friends. The answer that is completely different from Hiria-chan is no good. On the other hand, if the answer is too similar to Hiria-chan, she’ll throw up ……. What should I do?
“Nekura-kun?”
“There isn’t….”
“Eh?”
“I don’t have a type.”
“Oh, really? Not even a little?”
“ I dare say, a healthy, physically fit …… humanoid …… preferably human …… preferably female.”
I tried to be as non-creepy as possible, but Hiria-chan laughed and said,
“Ah! I fit that bill!”
“Buhi~yoi!”
I was so shocked that a strange sound came out of my mouth.
I didn’t mean it like that!
[“Creeepyyyy… Souji-kun is creepyyyyy!”]
Warako-chan flew around me. My eyes went cloudy. Let’s get away from this topic now. To escape, let’s ask the other person the same question.
“Wh, what about Hiria-chan?”
After I asked, I immediately regretted it.
I was afraid to imagine what would happen if it was too far removed from me. I’m not sure I can be a two-meter-tall stocky macho man or a dangerous martial arts man. I might at least try to do some muscle training, but I don’t think I can be tall enough to be two meters tall.
When I was feeling nervous, Hiria-chan said in a light tone,
“I want someone who’s easy to talk to.”
“Really?”
“I used to think that a person who is a good talker and a beef bowl lover would be good, but …… it changed recently. …… hehehe.”
“I see”
My voice turned to mush. My heart thumped noisily.
“What about looks?”
“looks, anything is fine”
Yay!! That applies to me too!
When I’m with Hiria-chan, my heart often beats wildly. When I leave the room, I’m sweaty and exhausted. And yet, my face is often grinning.
My total fatigue is greater than when I talk to other girls. And yet, even though I’m so tired, I don’t feel stressed at all. In fact, it’s a stress reliever.
