Chapter 1 – I’ll be the girl of your dreams, goddamn it!
It was Monday morning, I was dragging my feet as I made my way to school. I was exhausted as I stayed up to play eroge games.
Yesterday, I was involved in a rape incident. Still, I managed to get back home afterwards, and played my eroge games like nothing happened, I however had to fix my PC that I broke earlier. I felt a little guilty about hitting it when it wasn’t to blame.
But I’m putting all the blame on Fujiaki Shiori, that damned flawed girl… *Gahhh*, why did everything have to turn out like this?! If I knew this was going to happen, I’d rather be born as a tree or a weed. And why do these kind of bitches need to stamp all over my Utopia? For what reason?
It wasn’t long before I arrived at school and made my way to my classroom.
I took out my textbook, looked around the noisy classroom, before yawning again.
“You look sleepy, Aramiya.”
Tozaki Keita who was sitting behind me greeted.. I turned around to reply to Tozaki. Tozaki was a medium build, his looks were about the same as me, but he had freckles on his nose. He was like me, a fellow otaku.
“That’s because I stayed up the whole night to play a game.”
“The game that has your dream girl-like character?”
“..Don’t talk about it, I meant another one.”
“I’ll just explain the details later along with why that game was crap, classes are starting.”
The thing is…I’m an open-otaku, which meant that everyone in the room already knew about my hobbies. They think I watch anime, read manga and know a bit about computers. But, the part about me playing eroges… I haven’t told anyone else other than Tozaki.
Well, there is a time and a place for everything, and talking about eroge in school clearly wasn’t right. . Even then, my school, Mikage High had nothing special. It wasn’t a prestigious school or anything. It was a simple provincial school where it felt more like a delinquent confinement facility or a place kids went to become “adults”.
Even so, in this school we have to behave and put on our best behaviour.
So stuff like this had to be kept a secret. It was stuff that couldn’t be talked about publicly.
I couldn’t stand people that would announce publicly about how they loved their 2D girls, I couldn’t stand being associated with such people. We were in an age where some people were disappointed in this world because of such people and couldn’t bear to live in it anymore.
“Well, I’ll wait for it then.”
I finished my chat with Tozaki as the first bell began to rang..
Tozaki started looking around the room.
“…Hmm, Hatsushiba isn’t here today? What a bummer.”
“You seem to like that girl.”
Hatsushiba is one of our classmate’s names, if I recall correctly. Her full name was Hatsushiba Yuka. If categorized, she’s one of the cute types. But that’s only one of the reasons why this guy liked her.
“I don’t hear ‘Good Morning～♪’ then it doesn’t feel like the start of a new day.”
Hatsushiba was a seiyuu (CV : Cover Voice) but she only got the roles of background and secondary characters. Ah, come to think of it, she already got a secondary character role in an anime. If I recall, her voice was like the type that’s heard in eroge games.
She doesn’t come to school that often, due to her work.
“Tozaki, you should give up about it.”
“C’mon! Just her voice is enough! *sigh* the next time I see her, I wanna ask if I can record her voice.”
“…Err, bud. You can like someone and keep it to yourself, that’s fine. But…”
Even though she’s a seiyuu, I couldn’t handle hearing her real voice. If it is through the speakers, then it’s ok though.
While we were talking, the classroom door opened.
The homeroom teacher would arrive only when the homeroom bell rang. So the person that walked in wasn’t the teacher.
The person who came in was a girl. She had long dyed brown hair and sharp eyes that might intimidate other people. But her face had a good shape that everyone thought that she was pretty hot, but no one dared to talk about it.
Averting my face from her, I would catch glances of her while avoiding eye contact.
I do what I usually do, which is trying not to get into trouble.
This girl was the infamous delinquent of the class- no, the whole school.
The girl who made kids scream and cry, Ayame Kotoko.
With that said, that person walked through the center of room, holding her bag over shoulder.
She walked passed my table stopped in front of my table before looking down at me.
That stirred up an awkward moment in the room. People around me gave pity stares like ‘You are in BIG trouble.’…Wait, what!? She still hasn’t done anything!
…But why is she in front of me!? Does she want something with me!?
She speaks bluntly, while her face reddened. Well, it’s her talking to me.
The whole class went into a panic.
“…What are you guys looking at? Who said you can look, huh!?”
But when she gave her ice cold glare, the surrounding people become silent instantly.
And then she went to her seat, making an angry face.
“Oi, dude. What did you do to her?”
Tozaki asked me in the most confusing hushed tone.
“N…No! I didn’t do anything!”
Even though we were in the same class only in our second year, I didn’t do anything to make her angry in the past.
Her legend had already spread to the other class. So about me talking to her? nuh uh. I wouldn’t even dare to get close to her.
But why did she…Eh, wait?
If I recall, she looks like the girl who was assaulted yesterday. Her voice also sounds the same… Nah, it can’t be. It might just be someone else who looks like her.
And if it really was her, I still didn’t do anything that would make her angry.
I felt really bad and looked back- at Ayame.
As I kept guessing, I didn’t know why she stared directly at me. I felt a chill run down my spine.
“You are so unlucky, being marked by some bitch like that.”
Don’t give me a pity whisper, damn you.
“She often causes trouble.”
Tozaki continued, ignoring how I felt about it. I know that I am in a really sticky situation. You don’t have to keep reminding me!
The rumors I’ve heard about all painted her as a violent hot headed person.
“Getting into fights, skipping classes and doing whatever she wants.”
In reality, I never saw her getting into fights. I only ever saw her skip classes..
But yesterday, to think that was her. It’s quite fitting, as she does seem to have a lot going on in her life.
Even in that situation, she put up a fight to the point where they even had to chase and corner her. If it was me, I definitely would have succumbed due to my cowardice.
If it was me, all I could do would be asking the police for help or getting on my knees and begging them to just take my money and leave me alone. If they accepted that and left, I’d think that would be worth it. I’d probably also secretly take a picture of them and promptly report them to the police to get my money back.
“I don’t know if you know about this, but it’s a common rumor that she does some shady stuff on the side. You know… A friend of a friend paying her 30000 yen to do her.”
A friend of a friend? Isn’t that like a freaking town legend? But I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s true. I mean look at her… her hair that was dyed brown, wearing our school’s light brown and red uniform that’s been modified heavily. No bow ties and folding her sleeves. If the designer of our uniform were to see this, they would probably faint from shock. She even wore accessories all over the place, with her modified skirt that ran down to her ankles, with a large silver chain. She had your typical “I’m a delinquent” look.
“But losing 30000 yen to that person, I feel bad for that money being wasted…”
I honestly felt that way. That much money could be used to buy 3-4 full priced eroges.
But spending 30000 yen on Ayame for what? I mean, she’s good looking, her body’s banging- her boobs are pretty big, that you can see them even with her wearing her uniform. Her hips are like a models… but when it’s a real person…
“Aramiya, your opinion is kinda…well. Whatever, her nickname is ‘used goods’ ”
“What kind of nickname is that?”
“She’s had that nickname ever since elementary.*sigh* It’s on a whole other level compared to Hatsushiba.”
“I don’t know why you would compare her with Hatsushiba, but…why did Ayame even do that kind of business then? More importantly, how do you even know that?”
“Well, I studied at the same school as her during elementary school.”
Really?… Whatever, even in elementary school, anything spreads fast…
(…Hahahahahahahahah! Are you stupid? Who cares about people like you-)
…Ah, stop. I should really stop recalling things that happened back in elementary school.
“But 30000 yen for “second-hand stuff” is still crazy…”
When I said that, the bell rang, we stopped talking and Ms. Ohara came in.
“Let’s start homeroom then.”
The sweet voice that didn’t match a 20 year old teacher signalled the start of homeroom.
After the 4th period, which was a music elective i selected, I came back to the classroom. I was planning to get lunch with Tozaki like usual, but he was nowhere to be found.
“Him? He got dragged away by Ayame.”
My classmate told me, but it didn’t make sense that Tozaki would get dragged away.
“Got dragged- Wait, what did that guy do?”
“Dunno, when Tozaki came back from his art class, he got dragged away instantly.”
“Wha- I gotta quickly find his dead body then… Do you know where he went?”
“Hey, he’s not dead yet. I dunno where they wandered off to, but I know that they went in the opposite direction from out class.”
“Ah, thanks. He’ll always be in our hearts.”
I don’t think he got kidnapped, or…did Ayame hear us early this morning?… Nah, that can’t be. We were talking so softly that the people seated next to us couldn’t hear us. There’s no way she listened in on our discussion.
Getting pummeled or assaulted for no reason? guess not…I hope?
Soon the bell rang, signalling the end of lunch break. The door slid open, I turned to see Tozaki. His eyes looked like he wanted to faint, but he didn’t have any bruises. So I was relieved for that.
“Hey, I heard you got dragged off. Did you check to see if any parts of your body is missing?”
“Hmm? Oh, I still have them all. My body.”
His speech was weird and had a slouch like a sloth. Exactly what happened?!
“Hah? What did you just say? I don’t understand.”
“You will soon… Whatever, I’ll send you offerings after..”
I feel that I don’t know what’s real or not anymore.
“Did she hear us?”
“Hell no! I don’t know what will happen but please don’t hold any grudges against me for what I did.”
In the end, I still didn’t understand.
In the afternoon, I guess Ayame skipped classes. So I didn’t see her for the rest of the day.
Next morning, I arrived to school normally. I sat in my seat and took out my textbook.
I do things like other normal students do. I talk with my fellow classmates or read my textbook before class. Recently it rained frequently, but today’s weather was good. Yes it was a normal school day-.
And then, the classroom door opened.
I continued leisurely resting at my desk.
“Eh?” “What?” “That’s- are my eyes deceiving me?” “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”
But then the whole room started looking as if they saw a kaiju walk into class. I lost to curiosity and turned to look towards the door.
My mouth was wide agape. For a moment, I didn’t recognize who walk into class.
But when I focused, I immediately recognised who it was.
Those eyes, that face as well as the way she holds the bag across her back. These were the features that didn’t change.
There’s no mistaking it. That’s Ayame.
But the things that had changed were her hair color and style. The uniform she was wearing was our standard female uniform.
I inadvertently spoke my thoughts out loud.
Instead of letting her hair down, she tied her hair on the left and right with small red ribbons, –those were twintails that you usually saw in anime and manga.
And her brown hair, was now jet black.
Looking closely, she had removed her earrings too.
Her new appearance had the whole class clouded in an awkward silence.
She gave the whole room a stare that said ‘Mind your own business.’
…I couldn’t believe what I saw. Was that really Ayame?.
Everyone quickly turned away and acted like nothing happened. Everyone faked conversations, asking awkward questions like“Today’s weather looks good, eh?” while some had their textbooks held upside down. Everyone seemed REALLY confused.
Tozaki grabbed me and turned me around.
…Seems I was stunned as well That I forgot to turn around
Her stare weighed heavily on the whole class, as she leisurely entered the room.
She soon stopped in front of my desk and faced me, like yesterday.
The words that came out, left my brain dumbfounded. She… She greeted me? It might have been greeting someone else, so I looked around before coming to the conclusion that she was really talking to me..
I replied with the most formal way that I knew. Normally, when people greet, you greet back. And in this kind of situation, if you ignored, you were one step closer to your grave- no, half of you would already be in the grave.
When I looked at her, she had an expression of embarrassment or hesitation.
I should be the one making that face! What the hell!? What’s going on!?
“I~it’s not li~e I like you, you idieot!”
She really DID talk to me. I don’t understand, I can’t understand. Also, did she bite her tongue!?
She hastily went to her seat, leaving me no chance to reply.
My other classmates were acting like they didn’t hear anything.
In the end, I was lost..
‘Go talk to her..’ Tozaki was giving me a stare and replied to him with a stare saying ‘Are you crazy?’
The whole room went silent that the sound from the neighbouring class could be heard. Everyone had a dead look, which made it all the more awkward.
I squeezed my voice so low that only the two of us could hear. Only one person could know what was going on.
He tried to avoid eye contact. He had an expression that said ‘How should I explain this to you…?’
“I…I didn’t tell her anything.”
“If you didn’t tell her anything, then what about yesterday when you said ‘Don’t hold a grudge against me’ or ‘Send offerings.’ Huh?”
His expression quickly changed to one of resignation before giving a large sigh before talking.
“I got dragged out by her to answer questions about what you liked, hairstyles you liked and stuff like what hobbies you liked.”
“W-Why did she ask you that? No, aside from that, what did you answer?”
“I said like you like twintails, games and anime…to put correctly, 18+ games.”
I almost shouted out loud, but I managed to lower my voice.
“You idiot! Why did you tell her that!?”
“Then what was I supposed to do!? If I wasn’t honest, I’d be a dead man!”
“Being honest has its limits too! Didn’t you hear the proverb ‘Be too honest and you’ll have a long hard time’!?”
“But if I’m not honest, I’ll be in for a long hard time!”
Are you trying to make a good proverb? Nope, it doesn’t work at all!
“Lemme tell you! I don’t understand what really happened yesterday! Being interrogated about you! I’m still thinking about what you did to awaken her wrath!”
Well, it’s true though. If I got dragged out by her, looked me in the eyes and said ‘Tell me everything about Tozaki, and don’t lie.’ I would’ve done the same as him.
So, Tozaki wasn’t wrong about this…but I was still pissed.
“Wait, but about what? And yesterday, you didn’t tell me what happened.”
“I can’t really recall.”
What relationship do I have with Ayame? Wait, could it…the person who was being assaulted on Sunday. Was it really her?
I was processing whether it was true or not. But I didn’t see her face.
“You really can’t remember?”
“I can recall a bit, but not that much. I don’t have proof and I didn’t do anything that would make her hold a grudge against me!”
“Just that? Does that means I’m gonna suffer with you?”
“I promise to the eroge game god that I’m not sure.”
“Eroge game god? Eros? Wait, that’s not important.”
He’s still playing jokes under these circumstances.
“Well, if you say it like that. That might be true.”
Having people agree with you is a good thing.
“Aramiya, Tozaki, when will the two of you be done with your chit-chat?”
I jumped and looked at the source of the voice, Ms. Ohara was standing there, making a troubled face at the podium in front of the board. Was I that absorbed by the conversation that I didn’t hear the bell or see the teacher enter?
“I’m sorry…” “Sorry…”
Me and Tozaki apologized which she replied “It’s Ok.” And gave us a smile.
Then before she called out to the class, she looked around at my other classmates.
“Ah, Ayame. I see you dyed your black hair back, I’m happy to see that.”
“Huh? I didn’t do it for you.”
“Eek! I’m sorry!”
She got terrified so easily. Well, she’s just a teacher. A teacher this young and having to deal with a student like Ayame –maybe she was forced to do it- I suddenly felt pity for her.
“T-T-T-Then, let’s s-start the homeroom.”
And so, homeroom started with a stuttering voice.
During classes, the atmosphere was still tense. Only till afternoon break, did it start to clear up..
Even though everyone had forgot about it, I was still questioning whether I had heard Ayame say “I…It’s not like I like you, you idiot!” . It was a textbook example of a tsundere.
Only the word, Tsundere. Currently it had multiple meaning, and they were different for each person. I haven’t heard this word in a long time that it was kind of refreshing.
But I felt that Ayame spoke like a quacky Tsundere. Those were not true tsunderes, and was most likely roughly mimicked based on her own perceptions. But she was tongue-twisted on that, so she can’t even imitate it perfectly.
But whatever, everyone has their own meaning of it, I wasn’t the kind to knitpick and judge people.
“Tozaki, let’s get some grub.”
“Ah, ok ok. All this talking makes me hungry. I wonder what they’re serving today.”
Usually we ate at the school cafeteria. The quality wasn’t great, but the servings were reasonable .
More importantly, the food was cheap. Ever since I started working part time, my parents stopped giving me an allowance. If there was nothing in my stomach, I also wouldn’t have energy for my afternoon lessons.
“So then, what should we eat? Let decide before going so-”
But when I was about to leave, I heard a firm voice from behind.
The awkward atmosphere instantly returned.
It became strangely silent in the classroom.
Just like in the games, the BGM tones down when there’s a conversation.
We slowly turned around.
It was definitely Ayame, I could recognise her voice anywhere.
I still could not believe my eyes. Her hair was not black twintails, even though I would’ve preferred if she let it down…..
…Wait, why did I think about real life girls and more importantly, she’s used goods.
I had to evade this girl, who seemed to be hunting me down. Based on my game experience, I had to pay attention to the tiniest details and to analyse her behaviour and dialogue.
“Are you going to eat at the cafeteria today?”
“Eh? You mean me?”
“I didn’t mean you, Tozaki. Get lost.”
“As I guessed…Well, I’ll take my leave.”
And he quickly left like he was prepped for it.
Tozakiii, why did you give me that ‘Good luck, pal!’ look!? Grahhh, why does he get to survive from this!?
I answered him back with my stare of ‘Good luck, my ass!’ but I didn’t know if he understood that or not.
My head slowly ratcheted as I turned to face Ayame, I saw her making a scrunched face, not like she was angry or anything, but flustered.
“You mean me?”
I asked in fear, to which she nods.
“Are you going to the cafeteria? Or not?”
“Yes, I am going…”
I accidently responded politely to her, even though she’s a classmate. But what could I do, I was scared.
I was scared because I didn’t know when her fists would fly into my face. Every movement, every action, looked like she was readying herself to throw her fist out at me. Her eyes gave a ‘I’m ready to fight whenever you want.’ look.
Is this what a hunter who had dropped his gun in front of a tiger feels like??
“T-Then, T-Take this!”
Ayame said as she took out her fist-
No, a wrapped cloth bag that was quite large.
The size of it is quite big, it could even be enough for a lunchbox…Eh, a lunchbox?
“Is t-that…a lunchbox?”
“A-Ah, ummm, yes. I m-made it.”
A girl specially making lunch for you was a dreamy thing. But I was hesitant and scared more than happy…
BECAUSE I DON’T KNOW THE REASON WHY SHE MADE IT AND WHY SHE GAVE IT TO ME!
Let’s see…what If the person that I saved on Sunday REALLY was Ayame.
Even though I helped her in a dire situation, I didn’t intentionally help her. I was going into a dangerous situation myself too and I decided to do something and it just happened to turn out like that.
In real life, there aren’t any flags that could make that kind of situation happen. There’s no such situation where you would drop your napkin and then some girl picks it up and returns it to you; or a childhood friend or even a sister who adores her brother. THOSE. ARE. IMPOSSIBLE. There’s only my sister who mocks me for being a “cherry” boy!
So, saving a girl wouldn’t set up any flags! Doubly so if it was me doing it!
“F-For me? Why?”
“J-Just take it! Will you take it or not!?”
No answer too? This game is really crappy. Gimme the wiki page for a walkthrough now.
- “Refuse – Die”
- “Accept – ???”
I have foreseen the future where I decide to refuse! I know that I’m just imagining it..but!
At this point, it’s only ‘Accept’
Wait, what are the other three choices? ‘1 : Eat’
‘2 : Munch’
‘3 : Stuff it down’.
So either way I still have to eat it!
“T-Then, I-I’ll take it then?”
And with that, I received the pale green bag from her, which was quite heavy.
She exclaimed before running away.
I stood standing there, with the gazes of my classmates all on me.
Seriously, what should I do with this?
Then again, the food didn’t do anything wrong. As for me, did I have some past crime that I had to atone for??
“What does she want from all of this?”
I asked myself, as my voice dissolved into the air.
I carried the bag to a corner outside the class building. If someone saw me, they would definitely start rumors about me. But whatever, it’s still early spring, and the air outside was comfortable. Eating outside, was just another experience. I definitely couldn’t eat this with my classmates eyeing me down.
“Let’s see what’s inside…”
I sat on the grass, unwrapped the cloth and saw a 2-tiered lunchbox.
I opened the cover to the sight of a bountiful arrangement of food. Egg rolls, sausages, hamburger, potato salad, and even stewed bamboo shoots.
“..Wow, this looks tasty.”
I exclaimed unintentionally.
Even more than that, after I removed the first layer, the second tier was filled with seasoned rice.
This looks tasty too, did her parents cook this? But…wait?
“A-Ah, ummm, yes. I m-made it.”
Made? Cook? Ayame? Cooked all of this?
“I…I just don’t get it.”
Even the egg rolls, she might have burnt them to a crisp, but this was a beautifully yellow-gold.
“I guess I’ll try it? Hopefully she didn’t put poison in it?”
And I held the chopsticks that came with it.
I picked the egg rolls, took a bite of it, while fearing for what was about to come.
It was sweet in taste and was overall tasty, maybe delicious even. Most importantly, it didn’t have any poison.
Then I continued sampling the side dishes. All in all it was really delicious, it was nothing new or special, just good.Especially the stewed bamboo shoots, those were especially flavourful The Shoyu, with its light taste of fish stock and mirin, complementing the taste of the bamboo that spread in my mouth.
When I looked down, the lunchbox was empty.
…I guess I’ll clean it before giving it back.
As I made my way to the classroom, there stood Ayame at the doorway.
She greeted hesitantly.
“A-Ah, thank you for the lunchbox, it was really delicious, …really.”
When I said that, she looked surprised.
“R..Really? T-Thanks for the compliment…W-what did you like the most?”
“The stewed bamboo shoots.”
“T-That’s my best dish. That’s a relief…”
Her shoulders dropped as she sighed in relief. Did she really do her best trying to cook for me?
“A…And you gave your lunchbox to me? Is that ok?”
“Ah, umm, don’t worry. I made mine too.”
So she made 2 of them?…don’t think any deeper into this….
“Then I’ll clean it and return it back…”
“N-no! No need to!”
She snatched the bag from me.
“W…Well, see you!”
And she ran off..Again.
Our classroom wasn’t that way, or was she going to skip classes?
…And she did.
The rest of class proceeded uneventfully and quietly.
After school,the classroom atmosphere was unusually normal.. Even though everyone was still looking at me with pity or curiosity.
“Students who don’t have club activities, please go home immediately, don’t dilly dally. All right then, class dismissed!”
As class ended, my classmates went their separate ways. Some made their way to their clubs, some went home together, while other did their class duties or went to student meetings .
Today I didn’t have to go to my part-time work, so I could go to my club –actually it’s a gaming club, but wait, I still had an unfinished game left: so it’s decided then, I’ll go home.
“I’ll be going first then.”
“Ah, see ya tomorrow.”
I gave Tozaki a farewell and saw him off before I packed my stuff and left.
But, as I exited the classroom door- I bumped into her again.
Me again!? How many times- no, why are you still in school!?
…But wait, come to think of it, her bag was still at her seat…
Hey, nononono, forget about that! What does she want with me? My sixth sense, please help me escape the forecoming danger.
“W-What can I do for you?”
I replied in keigo.
“C-Come with me for a sec!”
She grabbed my arm. Gah!
She held me so tightly that I couldn’t shake her off.
Students who were preparing to go home peered at us but she shot them a gaze that made them move out of the way. Is she Moses reincarnated!?
There they stood petrified like stone statues. Wasn’t there a single hero that would come save me?
But I already foresaw this. If I wasn’t her target, I would do the same as well.
And if I resisted, then I’d get a fist planted right to my face. So I resented myself to fate and went along with her.
Even though we reached the place, I might get pummeled by her. But this tension from anticipation, I’d trade everything to end it faster.
I got dragged behind the school building, which is the spot that people don’t pass by that much.
Should I yell if anything goes wrong? How many punches would I get until help arrives?
…And why is my brain processing everything as ending with me being punched?
Is it because I’m afraid from how tense she is?
I don’t even know what’s going on at all.
“S-Sorry that I dragged you out here like this….”
“Look, stop talking so politely already. We aren’t even in class right now.”
“I-I’m so sorry—ahh, eeeh, uuum, sorry..”
I went and apologized politely again.
She went through the trouble to say this. I guess I’m not getting pummeled to a pulp. I should still be careful in case she decides to beat me…
But both of us were suddenly quiet, just let me go dammit, I’m in a hurry…!
“The thing is..”
Finally, Ayame spoke up.
My mouth was shut.
“Are you going out with someone or not?”
This girl, what is she saying? If I was seeing someone right now, would she drag that unlucky person out here then!?
“I-I-I’m not right now!?”
I answered out of fear, I was so scared that I didn’t know what I was scared of.
…But why should I be so afraid of someone like her?
When those gangsters assaulted her on Sunday, I got shivers much colder than this.
Is it because this girl is way more terrifying than those gangsters?
“It’s true that you’re not dating someone, right?”
Stay calm, I’m not sure if it’s about that’s the case. If she hasn’t spoken yet and I just assumed things, I might embarrass myself, just like before. I don’t ever want to be traumatised like that ever again.
But after all of that thinking, my mind drew a blank.
“Then, let me get to the point.”
Ayame pretended to be bashful, but was going to say something anyway.
“I want to be your girlfriend.”
“Don’t make me repeat myself!? I-I said, I WANT TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND!”
I accidently asked why. I can’t even accept what just happened.
“Y-y-you s-s-saved me d-during that time….that’s why!”
“Whe- Eh…t-then the person who got assaulted yesterday was…”
“Y-You didn’t know at all!? W-well neither did I! Because of you, I managed to escape. You saved me when I thought all hope was lost!”
With her explanation fini—b-but, hold on a minute…!
“I-is that all?”
All I did was save her when she was assaulted and with that she fell in love with me? That’s too easy!
“Is that wrong? I-I-I was so happy t-that you saved me…!”
Ayame’s face blushed bright red, she’s really serious?
“I-it’s true, I wanted to thank you ever since then, b-but, this is my first time experiencing this kind of feeling, I can’t understand it myself that it’s distracting me…”
When Ayame finished what she said, she then pressed her lips together, I calmed down.
“S-So…! What’s it going to be!?”
Then she tried getting an answer out from me, but I’ve already got an answer for her.
After I gave my answer to her, Ayame’s face that was blushing red, immediately faded to a pale white.
…Coming from Ayame, I can tell something’s wrong.
“…Can you tell me why?”
She spoke in a low-toned voice…Aah I’m definitely getting a beating from her.
But I did have a choice I could make here!
“I..I’m only interested in 2D girls…”
“Eh- 2D girls…?”
“Let me say this clearly, I’m only interested in girls who are from games that are +18 rated.”
Why did I have to explain it to her? Didn’t she know already?
“H-Haaah? So you’re interested in girls from games instead of me!?”
“Y-Yes! What’s wrong about it?”
“Those kind of girls aren’t real!”
“So what!? The girl of my dreams only appear on my computer screen (She’s not real), that’s all that matters!”
“I-I even went through the trouble of changing myself! Hobbies, hairstyle, even the way I speak!”
She definitely got this info from Tozaki! She’s spot-on. I really did like girls with black hair, which were tied into twin tails..
She’s taking it too far with conveying her feelings to me, but I had no interest in real life girls whatsoever.
But it seems that there are some things Tozaki did not tell her, like the fact that I did not like “second hand goods”, “condemned goods”, “defective goods” or “Used Goods”!
Why did I have to talk about my interests and hobbies with him, when he wouldn’t do the same…!
If the girl is not like someone in a game or is a 3D type, I would drive her away!
For now, I might either get beaten up or verbally insulted in both cases—there’s no way I want her to do this to me!
Aaah, oh crap, I reflexively looked at her with fear on my face.
She grabbed me by the collar of my shirt. Oooh, please don’t punch me too hard!
EEEEEK…! I can’t run away! SOMEBODY SAVE ME!
“You just want me to become much cuter than those girls you see in anime and games, that’s what you want right!?”
Ayame just said something pretty unbelievable for me to process.
“I will become your dream girl! I will become her, just you watch!
No way, why isn’t she giving up!?
“Wa-, be careful. T-there’s a dark void between 2D and 3D.”
“That doesn’t matter. I won’t lose!”
Ayame then let go of her hand.
“Be prepared, I will become your dream girl, just you watch!
She declared as she walked away.
“For her to become my dream girl? She’s serious…but how exactly is she going to become my ideal…?”
Will she transform herself (The real thing/3D) into a 2D?
The important thing right now is that I didn’t get punched, so I’m already lucky.
But even so, I must continue do what I can to make sure she doesn’t punch me… But then again, it might be better to get my beating over with earlier.
It’s gonna be for a while, but I’m probably gonna become a target for Ayame.
*END OF CHAPTER 1*