When the Introverted Me Got Surrounded by S-Tier Beauties After a Seat Change, a Secret Relationship Began V1 Chapter 2
Chapter 2: Secrets Revealed, Things Start Moving
The next day.
"Ngh… Morning already?"
I woke to the morning sun streaming through my curtains.
Phew, no sleep paralysis today. I shouldn't be late.
Still, yesterday was one hell of a day.
Between the seat change, getting surrounded by the three top-tier beauties of the class, and even learning the backstory of Miyama Airi—the resident bombshell of the group—it was a whirlwind.
I thought Miyama was just some busty beauty… but I never imagined she'd been through so much.
I guess you really can't judge a book by its cover.
"Hey, Ryouta! Hurry up and get down here or your sister's gonna eat your breakfast!"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming."
Called by my sister, I headed downstairs for breakfast.
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After a quick breakfast, I arrived at school, sat down, and pulled a light novel from my bag.
It was the long-awaited book version of 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs' that I'd managed to buy yesterday, all thanks to Miyama.
I'm really looking forward to seeing how much of the erotic content made it into the print version.
"Tch, why does a damn otaku get to…"
"Seriously. Makes the whole seat change pointless."
"He's an otaku, so he's only into 2D girls, right? God, I'd kill to switch with him."
Just as I was about to start reading, I heard jealous whispers from somewhere nearby.
It seems my male classmates are deliberately talking just loud enough for me to hear.
Sigh… This is exactly why having a seat near those three is such a pain.
Sure, my seat—surrounded by a busty beauty, a downer gyaru, and a prim and proper raven-haired beauty—might be drool-worthy for other guys.
But for an introverted otaku like me, it's the worst seat imaginable.
I'll admit, I have looked at Miyama's body (her huge boobs) in a lecherous way, but I don't actually want to get close to those three.
If I carelessly get involved with them, my peaceful high school life will be over.
Alright, time to ignore the noise and get back to my light novel.
I see… As expected, the scenes where the protagonist sucks the breasts of female adventurers to steal their cheat skills are spectacular. Eroticism: 100 points. Fapability: 100 points. A perfect score.As I was grinning to myself, a shadow fell over my desk… huh?
"…You're Izumiya, right?"
Lost in my book, I looked up to find Ichinose Yuria standing right in front of me.
…Huh? Ichinose Yuria!?
The downer gyaru, wearing her blazer unbuttoned and slouched to expose the shirt on her right shoulder, with her bag slung over her arm.
Seductive, light-pink lips, glossy nails, and that same eye-catching, bright chestnut hair.
"I'm asking if your name is Izumiya."
"Uh, y-yeah, th-that's me!"
"……"
"Um, Ichinose…?"
Ichinose glanced down at the light novel in my hands and narrowed her eyes.
Wh-what is it?"…Got it memorized."
Ichinose muttered quietly before sitting down in her seat to my left.
G-got it memorized…? what's that supposed to mean!?Is it like when delinquents say, "I've memorized your face, punk"?
Crap… Ichinose already hates me.
Just as I thought. Gyarus who are nice to otaku don't exist.
Well, Miyama is more of a… busty gyaru who's nice to everyone, not just otaku, so she's an exception.
Hm? Speaking of Miyama… I feel like I'm forgetting something… Ah.
Right. I'm supposed to have lunch with Miyama today.
"Mornin', Yuria! Oh—"
Miyama, having greeted Ichinose, looked my way and, without a word, gave me a wink.
"Hey, Airi, what was that wink for?"
"Oh, uh, no reason? Just feelin' cute today, y'know?"
Miyama frantically tried to play it off.
H-hey, hey, hey, hey! Doesn't this make us look like some secret couple!If I were one of those delusional otaku, I would've fallen for her right then and there… but phew, I'm totally fine. My heart's just pounding like a drum, that's all.
Jeez, at this rate, lunch is gonna be even more of a minefield…
☆☆
"One extra-large katsu curry! With extra sauce!"
After fourth period, lunch break started. As promised, I went with Miyama to the school cafeteria, where she made me buy her an extra-large katsu curry (1000 yen) without the slightest hesitation.
A promise is a promise, so I won't complain. Or rather, I can't.
Even an introverted otaku like me has his pride as a man.
Still, the cafeteria's extra-large katsu curry is a pretty huge portion, isn't it?
Just as I thought that, the curry that came out from the pickup window had a massive serving of white rice topped with eight thick pieces of katsu, with fragrant sauce poured right to the brim.
Just looking at it is enough to make me feel full.
Today, I'll just have a single rice ball (my wallet insists)…
Miyama and I took our lunches and sat facing each other at a two-person table.
Lunch with Miyama Airi. If I told my past self this would happen, he'd never believe me.
This is the second time I've faced Miyama like this, but no matter how many times I see her, her face is top-tier, and as for her breasts, they're in a league of their own.
Plus, for an introvert like me, this is the first time I've had lunch with a girl since the mandatory group lunches in middle school.
Anyway, I'm insanely nervous…
I need to be extra careful with my table manners.
"Thanks for treatin' me today, yeah? Also, sorry for ordering something kinda pricey."
"It's fine. It's to thank you for yesterday…"
"Is one rice ball enough for you, Ryouta?"
"I don't eat much."
My wallet's forcing me to stick with one rice ball, but I'll keep that to myself.
"You're pretty conscientious, Ryouta."
"Conscientious? Me?"
"Yeah, 'cause I seriously didn't think you'd actually treat me. I figured it was just talk and you'd let it slide."
Hey now, she has zero faith in me.
Even if I'm an introvert, I'm the type of guy who always keeps his promises.
"By the way, I've been thinking—"
"Hm?"
"Don't you feel like people are staring at us?"
Looking around, I could definitely feel some murderous intent and jealous glares from the guys aimed my way… Well, of course this would happen.
Miyama doesn't seem to realize it, but she's got idol-level popularity and a ton of fans in this school.
For someone like her to be eating across from a gloomy introvert like me is more than just a scandal.
Goodbye, my peaceful school life…
"Hey, Ryouta? Are you listening?"
"Huh!? Y-yesh!?"
My attention was elsewhere, and Miyama called out to me.
"Jeez, ignoring me is the worst."
"S-sorry. Please forgive me, I'll do anything."
"You don't have to apologize that seriously… Oh, well."
Miyama started talking while heartily scooping curry into her mouth.
"About this morning—"
"Y-yeah."
"Weren't you talking to Yuria about something, Ryouta?"
Ugh… She saw that.
Miyama kept stuffing katsu curry into her mouth, pausing only to swallow before speaking again.
"It wasn't so much a conversation as a brief exchange… But why do you ask?"
"Oh, were you in a different class last year, Ryouta? Then I guess you wouldn't know."
Wh-what's that supposed to mean? I have no idea."See, Yuria has barely talked to any guys since our first year."
"Eh? Really?"
"Yeah. So I was surprised to see her talking to you, Ryouta."
Ichinose barely talks to guys…
She's a gyaru, so I just assumed she'd have a boyfriend or something. That's surprising.
"What were you and Yuria talking about? Was it something naughty, maybe?"
"No! Ichinose just told me, 'Got it memorized'…"
"Yuria said that? What's that mean?"
That's what I'd like to know…
"Hmm, I wonder what she meant by 'memorized'?"
"I have no idea, but… it's a bit…"
For an introvert like me, striking up a conversation with the downer gyaru Ichinose is way too high of a hurdle.
"Well, since I'm Yuria's best friend, I could ask her for you."
"Really?"
"Ah, but wait! Actually, that's no fun."
After finishing her katsu curry, Miyama put her hands together and gave me another one of her signature winks.
"I'll tell you a little secret, so why don't you ask Yuria directly, Ryouta?"
"A-a little secret…!? What kind of secret…?"
I gulped, my expression tense as I asked.
"Yuria's basically always with us at school, right?"
"Huh? Oh, now that you mention it, yeah."
"That's a problem for you if you want to ask about this morning, right? 'Cause if we're around, it'd be hard for you to bring it up. And for Yuria, too, it'd be tough for her to talk to you with me and Rui-chan right there, y'know?"
"W-well… that's true."
"So! To help you talk with Yuria, I'll tell you about a certain place she often goes to alone. Why don't you go there and ask her directly, Ryouta?"
I see, so that's the "little secret."
But even if she tells me, the hurdle of talking one-on-one with a gyaru is way too high for someone at the bottom of the social ladder like me.
I was hoping for something good… I'd rather you just told me Ichinose's three sizes instead."Ah! You're making that 'no way I can do that' face!"
"'Cause there's no way I can."
"You want to know what she meant by 'Got it memorized' this morning, right? Then you've got no choice but to askherone-on-one."
Miyama might have a point, but… I still don't have the confidence to talk to her.
"C'mon, Ryouta, we finally got seats near each other, so let's all try to get along, yeah?"
"B-but I'm the complete opposite of people like you, Miyama…"
"Listen, I don't know what you think, Ryouta, but after talking with you yesterday, I can say for sure that I want to be friends with you."
Miyama said, leaning in close to my face.
"So I want you and Yuria to get along if possible, or rather… I absolutely don't want you two to be on bad terms, so…"
Miyama's words weighed heavily on me.
To think she was worried about something like that…
"Then wouldn't it be better if you just mediated between me and Ichinose?"
"That'd be boring, so no."
"H-huh?"
"Let's go, Ryouta! Operation: Become Friends with Yuria is a go!"
Uh… Am I the only one who feels like Miyama is just messing with me?☆☆
That day, after school.
I got on the train and arrived at the place Miyama told me about.
So this is… the arcade in the next town over where Ichinose goes alone.
'Lately, Yuria's been going to the arcade in the next town by herself on Wednesdays, y'know? She's always in a bad mood on Wednesdays!'After Miyama told me the place (and time) where Ichinose would be alone, I took the train to the neighboring town after school.
It's not that I'm dying to know what Ichinose meant, but Miyama doesn't want things to be awkward between us.
Well, for me too, it'd be uncomfortable sitting there if Ichinose keeps hating me, so I do want to clear the air… but wait, is it possible Miyama is just cleverly using me to find out what Ichinose is doing on her own?
No, that's probably just me overthinking it.
Half-convinced, I headed into the fairly large arcade inside the shopping center by the station.
I have memories of this place—when I was in elementary school, my mom used to come to this town every week for sepak takraw, and I'd tag along and play here.
(Note: sepak takraw is like a Southeast Asian version of volleyball but they use their feet, head and knees to hit the ball instead of their hands)
An arcade full of memories… If Ichinose is here, I should find her quickly and get this over with.
Well, the only reason a gyaru would come to an arcade is probably for the purikura photo booths, right?
With that prejudice in mind, I first headed to the purikura area.
"Whoa, so this is… the purikura corner."
Apparently, 'cosupuri'—taking purikura while in cosplay—is popular with girls these days, and the corneralso has a costume rental section.
The only people going in were gyaru high school girls with brightly colored hair.
As an introvert, I feel completely out of place. But Ichinose might be here…
I kept my eyes peeled while waiting outside the purikura corner for a bit, but Ichinose was nowhere to be seen.
I'm starting to look like a creep, so I should probably move.
But thinking about it, she wouldn't be doing purikura alone…
And if she wanted to, she'd just invite Kuroki and Miyama.
Considering that, the fact that Ichinose comes to the arcade alone must mean there's something she can't tell those two.
"Haah… I don't get it."
Why do I have to think so hard about this anyway?
Ah, forget it. I don't care anymore.
I'll just tell Miyama tomorrow that she wasn't here.
But since I already paid 160 yen for the train fare, I might as well play a game or two before heading home.
I moved to the nearby UFO catcher area.
"Come to think of it, I saw on social media that a new Uma JK figure was in stock…"
Might as well try to get that figure before I go—huh?
Just as I was about to turn the corner of the UFO catcher area, I spotted a familiar-looking female student.
Bright chestnut hair, a chest that could rival Miyama's, and thick thighs peeking out from under her skirt.
There's no mistaking those boobs and thighs. That's Ichinose Yuria.
Looks like Ichinose was playing a crane game.
Coming to an arcade alone to play a crane game… She's no different from an introvert.
I hid behind another crane game and watched her.
"…Tch. This isn't working at all."
Looks like she's struggling quite a bit.
After a moment, Ichinose took a 1000 yen bill from her wallet and headed to the change machine.
She's already tried nearly ten times since I spotted her. What does she want so badly that she's pouring that much money into it?
With Ichinose away making change, I could finally see the prize in the crane game she was playing…
Huh? No way…? Why would… a gyaru like her want this?It was something completely out of place for a gyaru, and totally my kind of thing.
A rectangular yellow box with a femalecharacter printed on it, and on that box was written—'Super Explosive Busty Beauty Anime: Chichikyun Prize Limited Edition Beautiful Girl Figure'.
"B-B-Busty!?"
Super Explosive Busty Beauty Anime: Chichikyun is a late-night Saturday anime for refined ladies and gentlemen, an R-17.9999 super-erotic anime where beautiful girls in swimsuits fight for the fate of their nation by hitting each other with their proud, busty chests. It's chaotic, but it was a masterpiece (in a deep sense) that recorded the highest disc sales of the Reiwa era.
Why was Ichinose playing the crane game for a super-erotic figure that only "big kids" would be interested in?
Could it be… Ichinose is trying to resell this figure?
It's true that Chichikyun was the top anime of last summer.
But regardless of the show's popularity, a prize figure would only resell for 1000 to 2000 yen at most.
And Ichinose has already poured nearly 3000 yen into this machine.
It's obvious she's not making a profit. Does this even make sense?
I have no idea why. What benefit would Ichinose get from obtaining this busty, blonde, swimsuit-clad beauty figure—
"Hey, um… That's the machine I was playing… and—"
As I was leaning forward to peer into the UFO catcher, right next to me was—
""Ah.""
In all my years.
I've been through a lot, but this is definitely the most awkward moment of my life.
The noise of the arcade suddenly faded to silence.
The surrounding sounds became inaudible as a chill ran down my spine.
Next to me was a beautiful girl with a bountiful chest and thick thighs that could give the busty figure in front of me a run for its money.
"Why are you… here…"
Otaku and gyaru are like oil and water; they're not supposed to mix.
And yet here we were, me (an otaku) and Ichinose (a gyaru), having run into each other in front of a Chichikyun busty beauty figure.
No, if we had just run into each other, it might have been salvageable.
If it was just me, an otaku, aiming for this figure, even running into Ichinose would've ended with a "gross, otaku" and that would be it.
But Ichinose, upon seeing me, immediately confessed, "That's the machine I was playing."
In other words, she had created a situation where she couldn't deny that she was trying to get the busty beauty figure.
"Y-you… you're trying to use this as blackmail…"
Ichinose said, her face bright red from shock as she pointed a finger at me.
Here we go again.Time for the anti-otaku prejudice.
Just like with Miyama, it seems people think otaku are creatures who love to exploit others' weaknesses.
Even if an otaku like me got some dirt on someone, I don't have anyone to tell.
"Hey… say something."
As I silently watched the situation unfold as if it were someone else's problem, Ichinose spoke to me in a trembling voice.
"Are you planning to spread this around and ruin my life?"
"Please calm down. I didn't come here for anything like that."
"Then why are you here? This is the next town over, you know?"
She has a point there.
I can't exactly say I got a tip from Miyama so I could ask her about this morning.
In that case… I'll go with the sympathy strategy.
"A-actually! I came to get this figure too, you see…"
"Eh, you want Milk-tan too…?"
Good, looks like the misunderstanding is clearing up a bit… Wait a minute.
Calling her Milk-tan means her goal isn't reselling or giving it away, right?"B-by the way, Ichinose, why were you trying to get this figure?"
No answer.
Ichinose twirled a strand of hair hanging over her shoulder, looking away with an awkward expression.
It was clear she had no intention of answering.
"Um, maybe to give to someone? Or, could it be you're planning to resell it—"
As I was saying that, Ichinose suddenly closed the distance and grabbed the front of my uniform.
"Don't lump me in with those scumbags!"
The usually downer Ichinose suddenly became emotional.
Looks like the word "resell" was a trigger.
"I… I was trying to get it myself so I wouldn't have to give in to resellers! Don't compare me to people like them!"
Furious, Ichinose pulled my collar, bringing her face so close it was like she was about to headbutt me.
As Ichinose's well-proportioned face drew near, I couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
Oh crap… More than scary, Ichinose's face is just too pretty. And she smells really good.This is the scent of a gyaru… A rich aroma, different from Miyama's."Hey, are you listening?"
The very angry Ichinose looked like she was about to punch me any second. This is bad.
When I thought about how to de-escalate this, there was only one option left.
Still in her grasp, I took my wallet from my back pocket and put 100 yen into the crane game.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing!"
"Could you let go of my collar? I need to concentrate right now."
Entering concentration mode, I cracked my knuckles and spoke arrogantly.
Surprisingly, Ichinose readily let go and stood beside me.
"Y-your… whole vibe just changed."
Yes, when I play crane games, a different personality (mode) comes out.
The extreme concentration and technique I've honed since I was a kid just to get beautiful girl figures. To unleash them, I need to enter concentration mode.
Crane games aren't so easy that you can win in one try. The important thing is the caressing work.
You gently nudge the prize to a winnable position, then use the arm to push it through.
"…Alright, with this."
With practiced movements, I maneuvered the arm and dropped the figure in just five plays.
"Amazing… Y-you're seriously amazing."
See that, gyaru? This is the power of an otaku who can't show off with sports or studies.I took the figure from the prize slot and pressed it against Ichinose's chest.
"Here, take it."
"I-is it okay? But you're the one who got it… I thought you wanted it too…"
"I only got this because you put in the work on this machine. So this belongs to you."
I said that while straightening my uniform that got messed up when she grabbed my collar.
Please just take this figure and let's call it even for today!
Well, since I offered the figure to Ichinose, in return, let's just agree to forget about today.
I never wanted to know that the downer gyaru Ichinose Yuria was a fan of Chichikyun…
"So, Ichinose, let's just forget about today—"
"You… you're not going to make fun of me?"
Just as I was trying to wrap things up nicely, Ichinose interrupted me.
"For a girl, especially a high school girl like me… to like this kind of erotic anime… that's definitely weird, right?"
Ichinose grimaced, clenching her teeth.
From her reaction, she must have been given a hard time about it in the past.
But even if that's the case, I disagree with Ichinose.
"Even if it's an anime where they shoot breast milk, there's nothing wrong with proudly liking what you like… I think. In fact, I've never been embarrassed about the things I like."
I don't even use covers for my light novels. There's nothing to be ashamed of. That's what being an otaku is all about.
"I don't think hiding your hobbies is a bad thing, but you should stop putting down something you actually like."
I ended up sounding preachy, but in reality, I'm at the bottom of the class while Ichinose is at the top, so I'm not really in a position to say such things.
"Anyway, let's just forget about today. That's best for both of us."
"I don't want to…"
"Huh? No, that's more convenient for you too, Ichinose—"
"Because I'm also… an… an otaku!"
Ichinose Yuria's sudden coming out.
I thought she was pretty unusual for watching a super-erotic anime like Chichikyun… but to think she was an otaku.
Not just a gyaru who's nice to otaku, but an otaku gyaru… What a surprise.
"S-so… you've been a closet otaku this whole time?"
"It's not that I wanted to hide it. It's just… being open about this hobby in front of Airi and Rui is… kinda tough."
Of course it would be.
The perfect superhuman Kuroki Rui is a traditional beauty completely removed from otaku culture, and Miyama Airi, the peppy busty beauty (who's actually struggled a lot), is a universally recognized stunner constantly pursuing cuteness… Coming out as an otaku to those two would be a pretty high hurdle.
Plus, Ichinose herself is just as gorgeous… But maybe it's because she's that kind of person that she can't tell them.
"Losing important friends just because I like anime… I never want that to happen again. That's why I'm hiding it."
As she murmured that, her eyes drifted toward the purikura area where the high school girls were having fun.
I don't know the details, but it seemed like Ichinose had some painful experience in the past.
The hardship of being an otaku is a path all of us walk, so maybe it can't be helped.
"If you like anime that much, did you ever think about just quitting being a gyaru?"
"That's not an option. Because I love nails, cosmetics, and fashion just as much as I love anime."
"…Right. Sorry, that might've been tactless."
I was the one who said there's no need to hide what you like, after all.
"Your name's Izumiya, right?"
"Y-yeah."
Just like with Miyama, it seems my name isn't worth remembering since I'm at the bottom of the class caste.
"Izumiya, please. Don't tell anyone I'm an otaku. Especially not Airi or Rui, absolutely not."
I feel like Miyama said something similar to me…
"I-I have no intention of telling anyone."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Even if I did, no one would believe me anyway."
"…Ah, I guess that's true."
What do you mean, "I guess that's true"!? That reaction just hurts…"Well, that's a relief. If my otaku side got exposed… I'd be done for."
Ichinose suddenly reverted to her usual downer, monotone way of speaking.
"But hey, in a way, this means I don't have to hide in front of you anymore, right?"
Ichinose suddenly opened her bag, took out a book, and showed it to me.
"I bought this earlier too. The light novel you were reading this morning, 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs in Another World and Absorbed Their Cheat Skills Too' volume 1."
"Th-the 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs'!? Why do you remember that… Wait, could it be!"
Could "Got it memorized" from this morning have been about this!?
"This morning, I memorized the title of the light novel you were reading. So I bought it at the bookstore in this shopping center earlier. It was the last copy."
Only one left!? As expected, the popularity of 'I Sucked S-Rank Beauties' Boobs' is amazing… No, that's not the point right now!
"I-Ichinose, you're going to read that too?"
"O-of course. I was looking for a new light novel anyway."
So she memorized the title of a light novel an otaku like me was reading in class.
"Even so… if you're a closet otaku, why would you say 'Got it memorized' to me?"
"That was… well, how do I put it. I guess I just… said it on impulse."
"No, that makes no sense."
"More importantly, I want to talk about light novel impressions and stuff, so give me your LINE."
"L-light novel impressions?"
"Yeah. Since I can't usually do my otaku stuff, from now on you're going to keep me company with my otaku discussions. I just decided that."
Ichinose said this in her cool tone as if it were completely natural. She's as self-centered as Haruhi Suzumiya.
"But… for me to do otaku stuff with Ichinose…"
"If you won't, I'll tell everyone that you stare at me with pervy eyes."
"P-pervy eyes?"
"And since we're on the topic—I know all about how you sneak glances at my thighs during class."
Whaaaat!? Sh-she noticed…? I've been caught…?I'll be honest. Just like with Miyama's huge boobs, I've glanced at Ichinose's thighs several times thinking, "I wanna be sandwiched by them."
Apparently, it was completely obvious."You keep my secret, and I'll keep yours. From now on, that's our relationship. Got it, Izumiya?"
Ichinose smirked, the corners of her mouth turning up in a mischievous smile.
And so, I ended up building a relationship with the top-tier gyaru of the class, Ichinose Yuria, that was a bit different from my relationship with Miyama.
☆☆
"To think the class's top-tier downer gyaru, Ichinose Yuria, was an otaku… who would've thought."
After learning Ichinose's secret at the arcade and becoming someone who shares otaku hobbies with her, I was still thinking about it while lying on my bed back home.
It was surprising that the busty beauty Miyama was actually a hard worker, but it was even more surprising that the downer gyaru Ichinose was an otaku.
Moreover, by learning their secrets, I've ended up exchanging contacts with these two girls and their erotic bodies.
Just a few days ago, I was just an introverted otaku reading light novels, but now I'm in a relationship sharing secrets with two of the top three beauties in class that all guys admire…
Jeez, it's just like a light novel.All of this is because of that seat change, which made Miyama and Ichinose aware of my existence.
What should I do from here on?
As I was thinking about such things, my phone buzzed in my pocket.
'Message from ♡Miyama Airi♡'A LINE from Miyama? I wonder what it is.
I opened the chat room with Miyama.
'Miyama: Did you meet Yuria at the game center? Also, did you ask about this morning?'I need to respond, but if I say "She was just an otaku!" I'll get punched by Ichinose.
I replied, pretending I failed with 'Couldn't ask in the end! Sorry!''Miyama: I see~, I was curious about what Yuria said to Ryouta, but it's probably nothing big! Let's just forget about it~'Miyama followed up with a light tone. Though it actually was a really big deal.
'Miyama: Hey, speaking of which Ryouta~, since you taught me about Yuria, as thanks, I wanna try Starbucks' new Frappuccino~?'Miyama made another request with some excuse.
I bet Miyama got a taste for it after I treated her to katsu curry, huh? Well, whatever.
I replied with 'I spent a lot this week, so next week works'.
If people find out I'm at Starbucks with Miyama Airi, I'll probably get beaten up by her fans…
"Hm? Another LINE notification…?"
This time, a LINE came from Ichinose Yuria.
'Ichinose: Thanks for today. I thought I should thank you for the figure, so how about we watch a movie sometime? I'll treat you.'"A movie… she says."
A movie with a girl, alone… For such an event to happen in the life of a perpetual introverted otaku like me…
'Ichinose: If you don't want to, I can do something else'Ichinose continued.
‘Th-there's no way… I wouldn't go!’I immediately replied with that, and I created a date schedule with beautiful girls: 'New Frappuccino at Starbucks with Miyama' and 'movie with Ichinose alone'.
"A calendar that only had light novel release dates until now… now has events like a popular kid would have…"
Is this what they call… being a normie…?
I hate to admit it, but the sense of superiority from being able to converse with the class caste's top two, Ichinose Yuria and Miyama Airi, is insane. After all, they're the objects of admiration for everyone in school, regardless of gender.
All of this is either the "fault" or "thanks" to the seat change that Kuroki Rui arranged.
Was that seat change planned or was it a coincidence? I don't know.
But if it was planned, why would Kuroki Rui place an introvert like me in that middle seat… Does Kuroki have some grudge against me…?
Even though we're from the same middle school, I've never been in the same class as Kuroki, never even talked to her.
She shouldn't have even noticed someone insignificant like me.
"There's no reason for her to hold a grudge… so it was probably just a coincidence after all."
Thinking that, I slowly closed my heavy eyelids, exhausted from the day's events.
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