Entering the classroom, I went on a desk near the window at the back. Some of the students arrived, and having chitchat with their peers. Seems some of them are already familiarize with each other.
For me who just got reincarnated on this world, I don’t even know if I can gain friends. This is a fiction world, after all. Plus, the mission I have right now is to make Kei and Kagome be close together.
At that moment, my phone rings. Grabbing it from my pocket, a notification appears on the screen, showing the name of Senior Kagome.
I remembered we all exchanged our numbers last time at the station, and now she’s decided to contact me. “Huh… what’s this all about?”
I mumbled while checking her message.
『 ”Hey….” 』 a simple word made me agitated as I read it.
I feel that when she says it, her voice show hostility. What should I say without offending her?
『 “Hi, Senior Kagome…” 』 I replied, though my fingers are shaking. Damn it… what she will tell next?
It takes at least 3 minutes before popping another message from her. 『“You’re free after school? Let’s meet up at the school basketball court. Make sure you come, else…” 』
Her wordings seemed like a threat at me. And I can say if I didn’t come, Kagome will sure ripped me in half. “All right… let’s do this.”
Replying with 『 OK 』 at her text, I hide my phone quickly back to mt pocket. What she does want to me right now? I mean, I managed to run away from her and Kei this time.
There shouldn’t be any problem, right? She didn’t accept my offer….
Wait…
Huh? Does Kagome…?
While I pondered on the thoughts about Kagome, the chime rings indicating that the first class will start. After a moment, a teacher arrived in the podium and begins thee class right away.
***
Break comes after 3rd period of the class. Everyone scattered around from their groups and starts chatting. Me who remains alone on my desk, checks the message Kagome sent awhile ago.
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Last time, she’s showing hostile at me, now… she seemed meek. Yet, I can still feel the hostile vibe on the message she sent.
Well, this is now or never. After all, my pure intention to make them end up together is what I want to happen. This is their story, after all.
”Hi!”
From my side is an unfamiliar voice suddenly greets me. Turning sideways, I saw a girl, wearing her uniform in a kind of flashy style and a ponytail hair style attach on her head.
Her face has a natural makeup and eyes that’s round and black in color. Her skin is fair whitish brown in color, and has an ample pair of breasts, enough to ogle by any boys.
“Huh… Hi?” I answered.
The girl smiles at me, and sits at the vacant chair beside mine. “I’m Ayase Shirasawa (白沢 綾瀬)”
She suddenly introduces herself, still smiling at me. “Ah, I see.” I nod, trying to end the conversation. I honestly don’t have any other concern regardless of making friends or falling in love. All I need now is to make this story fall in the right place.
“You’re Kira Miyamoto, right?” she asked.
What…? How does she know my name? “You’re friendly with Senior Kei.” she added. Her eyes glares at me. “Uhm…” I mumbled.
“What’s your relationship with her?”
A sudden question. “What?”
*Shirasawa’s eyes sneer at me.
A/N.: I decided the MC call Ayase by her surname due to his unfimilarity with the character. Unlike with Kei and Kagome, where the MC is familiarized with the two.
“I’m asking what’s your relationship with her?”
I gulped. Although there’s nothing between me and Kei, why do I feel agitated to give an answer to her question? It doesn’t really matter at all for me to tell what my relationship with Kei is, after all.
“I’m her acquaintance (?)” though my answer seem vague, Shirasawa nods to my reply. Although, I don’t know if that is enough to clear up the thoughts she has from me.
“You two are acquaintance, I see.” Shirasawa smiles widely, yet her eyes show malice while glaring at me. Am I in danger?
“I see you two don’t have special relationship…”
In a sudden, her words become somewhat enormous. I feel chill rushing through my back. Her chin rested on her hand, all while still glaring at me.
Shirasawa’s face contorted with malice. “You see, I want to say that Senior Kei is pure. And I love her for being like that.”
“Huh.” I mumbled. My body starts agitating, now that I stare at her. “I really admired Senior Kei since middle school. She’s my havem; a person who is purest among anyone else…”
I see, she sees Kei as someone like a Holy elder sister, huh? Like in the girl’s love animation I’ve watched before when I was still alive. I’m aware that there some obsessed characters in the story, getting involved with the heroines.
“And…” she proceeded. “When I see you two walking and chatting, I feel awful.”
There’s an abhorrence to those words she said. I feel it; she’s like Kagome, but much dangerous. “You are an eyesore, so please… can you distance yourself to Senior Kei?”
Those words nurtured like an ice poured in my back. I sense her macabre intent, causing me to nod to her offer. “All right, but just so you know, I don’t have any interest in Senior Kei—I mean, Senior Sakagami.”
That was close; I don’t want her to learn that Kei and I are close enough to casually call by our given names. If she even knows that Kei and I are close enough together, there might be a case she does something horrible.
“All right, it’s all clear between us.” Shirasawa’s smile become sweet again as she stands up from the chair. “It’s nice to meet you, Kira. See you!”
“Ah, yeah… same.” I wryly smile, Shirasawa left to go with the other girls sharing same styles as her. However, one girl from the group she went to glances at me. I don’t know why, but her face show anger, all while Shirasawa is talking to me.
Not that I care about it. My mission is the top priority right now. The thing between me and Kei should clear up; Kagome’s goal is to make Kei fall in love with her and be her girlfriend.
This should be happen sooner for I want this story comes to a good ending.
Or that’s how it was supposed to be. Because unbeknownst to me, that the plans I’ve been making all along, turns to a huge fiasco that mushed up the plot of this tale.