Too Many Losing Heroines! V3 Chapter 2 & Intermission

Chapter 2: Thanks for Waiting - Karen Himemiya

Translator: Pingas

It’s been a week since we had an advisor for the Literature Club.

In contrast to my worries at first, Konuki-sensei is actually unexpectedly good at taking care of people.

We can discuss anything with her. Even if she doesn’t understand it, she always helps us to investigate passionately.

Even though she will compare a girl in the club and me to stamen and pistil or something, this should be a relatively minor problem.

It’s Monday after school right now. Tsuwabuki Fest will be opening on Saturday this week. You can say that it’s right around the corner.

I’m returning to my classroom from the nurse’s office. People wearing pumpkin heads keep bumping into me too.

“I think pumpkins have separate male and female flowers on the same plant…”

I couldn’t help but mumble what I heard from Konuki-sensei.

The purpose seems to be avoiding self-pollination. Why does sensei keep talking about pumpkins whenever the conversation is about Kaju…?

“Excuse me. Please make space for us!”

With that, the path is separated. This time, a bunch of girls in witch cosplays ran past me with giant brooms in their hands. A lot of students are dressing up for this Tsuwabuki Fest. It seems like the entire school is having a Halloween party.

As Tsuwabuki Fest approaches on the weekend, the school is filled with more hustle and bustle. The school building usually is tranquil after school. It’s as lively as during the day right now.

Also, I’m going to a conference about our class’s plan. I need to go to the club room after that as well. That’s a lot of work.

A gentle flowery scent suddenly floated toward me when I passed through the stairs.

…Where did it come from?

I couldn’t help but stop walking. The scent seems to be coming from upstairs.

I raised my head subconsciously. Then, I saw a girl with her hands full of stuff dashing down the stairs clumsily.

“Awawawa! Excuse me!”

Ah, that’s a pretty common line in light novels.

I was immersed in surprise. Then, I was crushed by a tremendous amount of stuff the next second.

…What happened?

I think I was unconscious for a moment there. I could feel that I fell to the ground with my face upward, yet I couldn’t see anything.

I tried recalling the memory before I went into a coma.

I was strolling through the corridor, and a girl and some stuff fell from the stairs.

Something soft and heavy pushed me onto the ground-

“Ah!”

“Huh!?”

My sight immediately widened. The first thing I saw was the 4 straight bowties.

Then, a familiar and tidy face is above the bowties…

“...Himemiya-san?”

Karen Himemiya. She’s Sosuke Hakamada’s girlfriend. Hakamada is Yanami’s childhood friend.

I’m confused.

Why is Himemiya-san riding on top of me while covering her chest? Her cheeks are flaring up too.

Wait, don’t tell me the soft and spongy thing that blocked my view was…?

I couldn’t help but look at Himemiya-san’s bowties.

With that, she blushed even harder. Her right hand started waving exaggeratedly-

*

“Sorry! I’m really sorry!”

With a clap, Himemiya-san lowered her head deeply.

I gently pressed my cheeks with sizzling pain and plopped my head down as well.

“Oh, no, well, the same goes for me. Thank you for your hospitality.”

What am I even saying?

By the way, bumping into a girl in the corridor and getting slapped by her, such accidental events-

Are we in a rom-com right now?

“Nukumizu-kun, does your face still hurt? Is it swelling?”

“Eh, yeah, I’m fine…”

“Glad to hear that! I’m really worried about you since you weren’t moving for a while.”

The moment Himemiya-san smiled-

-How dazzling. Bright lights seem to be dancing around Himemiya-san. Perhaps a BGM exclusive to her is already playing too. It’s just that I can’t hear it.

I was dazed, yet Himemiya-san looked to the sky.

“Hiya, I almost forgot.”

After that, she quickly collected the black clothes scattered on the ground.

I think those fell to the ground when we bumped into each other.

“Uh, let me help you. Half of this was my fault too.”

I reached my hand out and started picking up the black clothes on the ground too. These massive clothes are used for stage curtains, right?

All of these stacked together are pretty heavy. Are they making her carry that alone?

“Thank you! Well, please take half of this.”

Himemiya-san pushed a pile of clothes onto me. I took them.

Her entire body seems to be sparkling with her smile.

“Eh? Well…”

“Nukumizu-kun just said half of it was your fault, right? So, please help me take half of these to the classroom.”

After that, Himemiya-san used her big watery eyes to wink at me while I was still confused. I would’ve died there if I didn’t already have my eyes squinted because of her dazzling smile. That was dangerous.

…Wait, in other words, we’re going to go to the classroom together. Honestly, I really want to avoid such an awkward situation.

I answered her with an “ah” before marching out quickly.

“Hey, hey! Please wait, Nukumizu-kun!”

“Oh, …what’s wrong?”

“Let’s go together if we’re both heading to the classroom. I also want to talk to Nukumizu-kun once too.”

Even if she wants to speak to me, the only connection between Himemiya-san and me is that we both know Yanami. Did she hear something about me from Yanami…?

I grew restless, yet Himemiya-san showed me an apologetic look.

“Uh, Nukumizu-kun, is it better for me not to talk to you?”

“Oh, no, if you say that…”

…Not that she’s wrong. Right now, I’m kind of embarrassed when Karen Himemiya is next to me.

Her elegant main heroine aura is in a completely different dimension than Yanami’s.

Let’s use TVs as an example. Even though 4K is already impressive, she’s like an 8K TV with OLEDs. Also, I don’t think I need to say where it is, but her size is also in the 100-inch class.

“Hey, this is my first time talking to Nukumizu-kun, right?”

“Come to think of it, …yeah, you’re right.”

Karen Himemiya avoided the boys heading toward us. She naturally closed our distance.

“Nukumizu-kun, you’re really close to Sosuke and Anna. I somehow grew fond of you since I always hear the two of them talking about you.”

“Well, even though I talk to Hakamada sometimes, we aren’t actually friends…”

“Hmm, I see. Well, how about you become friends with Sosuke and me right now?”

She said that generously. Lights are still coming off her.

Eh, is that how you make friends? Also, even though I’m her boyfriend’s acquaintance, isn’t this a bit too casual…?

“Ah, no, well, that’s too sudden…”

“Am I bothering you?”

“Not necessarily…”

“It’s decided then. Nice to meet you, Nukumizu-kun.”

I feel like Himemiya has an overwhelmingly holy aura. …She’s a little different from Yanami, but I can’t tell which is.

Then, Himemiya-san looked around and leaned forward slightly.

Her long hair is swaying in the wind. I can smell a perfume-like scent right away.

“Well, since Nukumizu-kun is already my friend, do you feel Anna has been weird lately?”

“...Weird? Do you mean Yanami-san?”

Even though that girl is always weird, something must have happened when she says this, right?

Himemiya nodded and answered adorably. “Yes.”

“It’s because Anna only bought 12 instead of 15 takoyaki at the station recently.”

Isn’t that still a lot?

But I remained silent instead of complaining. Himemiya-san continued in a worrisome tone.

“Anna has been rejecting free extra serves when we’re eating with her, you know? Isn’t this very strange? She’s definitely lacking energy.”

That’s probably because the Yanami-style weight loss method she proposed in the summer failed, right? But Yanami’s appetite has been the same as usual when she’s with me…

I thought about Yanami’s eating habits. Himemiya-san lowered her head depressedly.

“...Ugh, I feel like I’m the only one talking non-stop.”

“Ah, …well…”

Glad you’re aware of it.

Forget about that. She seems to have said something that I mind.

“Have you been hanging out a lot with Yanami-san recently?”

“We’ve been hanging out tons after entering the second semester, you know? Does Nukumizu-kun want to join too?”

“Oh, no, that’s not what I meant.”

Himemiya-san’s eyes bulged after hearing my answer.

“Eh, it’s because Anna and Nukumizu-kun are in the same club. So, I thought you two were very close.”

I don’t know whether we’re close, but you two will definitely bring other friends when hanging out. Throwing myself in there is absolutely not a good decision. I’m staunchly against standing in the way of yuri.

“I think it’ll be awkward if I go…”

“Hey, don’t worry about that.”

Himemiya-san chuckled.

“In contrast, I’m more worried about how Anna is doing now. I think Anna will be pleased if Nukumizu-kun can come too.”

She would be more pleased with meat rolls or rice balls than me, right?

“I think Yanami-san should be thinking about herself a lot too. Why not just treat her as usual?”

With that, I subtly turned my head toward Himemiya-san and observed her.

…This person is indeed adorable.

Not just taller than Yanami, but every part of her body is very slim and delicate. A certain part is much more massive than Yanami’s. The others look brighter and more charming too.

At this moment, Himemiya-san also turned around and stared at me.

“W-What’s wrong…?”

“Hoho, you’re indeed very observant about Anna.”

“Should I say it’s observation or simply the fact that she enters my sight a lot?”

“Nukumizu-kun, I’ve heard from Anna that you’re very kind. It looks like I’m right.”

After that, Himemiya-san chuckled.

We are already in front of the classroom. I sighed in relief for some reason.

A girl is blocking the door when we’re about to head inside.

“Ah, the 4K-”

Nope, it’s Yanami. I accidentally spurted that out. Yanami turned around and raised her eyebrows.

“4K?”

“Oh, no, it’s nothing.”

“You’re with Karen-chan. What a rare combination.”

Yanami said that as I handed her the stage curtains.

“Hoho, he helped me carry these after a coincidence, right?”

Himemiya-san closed one of her eyes and winked at me.

Yanami doesn’t understand the mood shared by the two of us only. She seems bewildered.

“Ugh, whatever. By the way, Nonomura-san is looking for you, Nukumizu-kun. I guess it’s about your task, right?”

Nonomura-san…? She should be a girl in the same small gadget group as I do, right?

I looked around the classroom. Nonomura-san is yelling in her deep voice from afar.

“...Nukumizu-kun, we’re about to start the discussion.”

“Oh, sorry.”

Nonomura-san turned around before I even answered.

Even though she’s the tallest girl and stands out the most in our class, no one seems to notice her. I can feel a resonance between us.

“Thanks for helping me again!”

“Well, bye bye, Nukumizu-kun.”

After the “12K in total” group left. I followed Nonomura-san to the corner of the classroom. The gadget group gathered around in chairs.

There are 4 people, including me. Even though the other two are also boys, they aren’t standing out, just as I thought.

Nonomura-san looked at the info in her hand and started explaining listlessly.

“...Let’s start the explanation since everyone is here. These are the small gadgets we need for Street Halloween. Please tape the printed illustrations onto the cardboard and crop them off with knives. Here is the list of things we need to make and the materials. Please complete the tasks on Friday morning.

She finished that in one go. Nonomura-san soon took her share of materials and stood up. The other two also took their stuff silently and returned to their seats.

The rationalism is overflowing here. After experiencing the Himemiya Realm, I feel relieved, as if I’m in my home right now.

I also returned to my seat and checked the list.

We need 5 spider and bat nests and 10 pumpkins and jack-o’-lanterns.

“So many pumpkins…”

I guess Yanami’s suggestion has been accepted. It has to be.

I tried making one. In the end, I think my pumpkin is quite cute.

Alright, let’s finish the rest back home. Komari will get feisty if I don’t go to the club room now.

I loaded the materials into my bag and stood up.

I peeked at the small gadget group when I headed out of the classroom. Everyone is working on their seat silently.

…This group is so quiet.

*

I opened the door to the club room. Komari is the only one inside. She’s writing something in her notebook.

She immediately closed her notebook upon noticing my arrival.

“T-Too late. What were you doing?”

“Reporting our progress to Konuki-sensei and discussing the plans for my class. Komari, are you sure you’re fine with your class?”

I sat before Komari. She raised her head and glared at me.

“I-I told you. The class d-didn’t tell me a-anything.”

“O-Oh, …I see. So, how about we check out the desserts right now?”

I’ve already investigated Yanami’s schedule today beforehand. However, I still locked the door, just in case. After that, I took out a bag.

I brought the final complete version of the desserts that Kaju had been experimenting with last weekend.

There are 4 types of desserts to match the number of showcases.

The first one has to do with Natsume Soseki’s anecdotes.

“First, Natsume Soseki likes peanuts dipped in sugar, right? We tried adding cocoa when we were making it this time and kind of modernized the style. You should try how it tastes.”

I handed her the bag. Komari carefully took some and put them into her mouth.

“T-This is good. D-Did Nukumizu make t-this?”

“Oh, no, my little sister made it along with the rest of the desserts too.”

“T-Then what did you do…?”

“I did the dishes and rubbed her shoulder. Ah, I made the packaging as well.”

Komari seems to have accepted my excuse. I took out the next dessert.

The second one has to do with Dazai’s novel, <Cherries>.

“The next one is <Cherries>. So, we made cherry cream cake. This is the most recommended one from the taste.”

“M-Marble pattern…? T-That’s beautiful.”

“Decorating with canned black cherry and adding colors with syrup. My little sister made it.”

“...H-How about you just switch your soul with your little sister?”

In that case, will I turn into a middle school girl? I feel like that’s a nice timeline too.

I handed the remaining desserts to Komari as I thought about the fantasy story.

“The rest has to do with picture books. The first one is <Swimmy>.”

“F-Fish-shaped cookies?”

<Swimmy> is a picture book about a small fish with a different color than the rest. That’s why there’s one single chocolate cookie inside the bag. This is a way to recreate the story while saving up ingredient costs.

“I-It smells pretty good. D-Did you put anything in it?”

“Uh, well, I don’t know why either. I just saw my little sister shaking a small bottle.”

“Y-You really didn’t do anything…”

That’s impolite. I helped Kaju to collect the washed and dried clothes, you know?

The last one is <Guri and Gura>. The protagonists in this picture book are two voles.

I remember them finding eggs in the forest and making a cake with a pan. That scene left a deep impression on children.

“Even though it’s just ordinary cupcakes, I’ve found some pan-shaped paper cups. Also, you can put the handle part on it after baking.”

“Oh, it looks just the same as the picture book…”

Komari’s eyes are sparkling. She grabbed a cupcake.

“Y-Your little sister i-is amazing.”

“I was the one who found this cup, you know? Can you at least praise me a little?”

I thought she would use her venomous tongue again. However, this time, Komari showed a delighted smile.

“N-Nice work, N-Nukumizu.”

“O-Oh, I’m the older brother, after all. This is only natural once I’m serious.”

What’s wrong with Komari? She has never really praised me before. I couldn’t react for a moment…

I still couldn’t snap out of my confusion and uneasiness. Then, Komari started putting the cupcakes into her bag.

“You aren’t trying them out?”

“I-I have kids i-in my house. I want to bring these to them.”

Right, Komari has a little brother and sister.

“Well, how about you bring all of it back?”

“Eh? J-Just two are enough.”

“It’ll be three, including Komari, right?”

I forcefully put the dessert in Komari’s hand.

Yanami will finish them off if we leave them in the club room, anyway. In a sense, I’m helping her to lose weight.

“Well, that’s all of the desserts. We’ll start making them for real tonight and bring them a day before Tsuwabuki Fest.”

“W-Well, there are also photos for the recipes and dishes.”

“Got it. I’ll do all of that.”

Good. That’s everything. Things surely go well when Yanami isn’t here…

“I still have something to do in the activity room. What about you, Komari?”

“I-I’m returning books to the library. T-That’s because I-I’ve researched what I need.”

She’s talking about the books she’ll be referencing in the exhibition, right? I saw the thick pile of books on the table.

Komari shoved all of that into her big canvas bag and tried standing up. However, she wobbled and fell back onto the chair.

“Are you okay?”

“I-I’m fine. I-It’s just a bit heavy.”

She tried standing out again, yet her feet couldn’t find the balance.

“How did you bring so many books here?”

“I-It’s cheaper to print in school, so I’ve been taking little by little into the club room. I-I have to r-return them today.”

It can’t be helped. I left my seat and took a bag from Komari.

“I’ll take half of it. Which library are we going to?”

“C-Central Library. I-It’s in the same direction as my house, so…”

Komari looked at me anxiously in the middle.

“Eh…? I-Is Nukumizu going too?”

“Komari goes to school by bicycle, right? You’ll definitely trip over alone.”

I grabbed the bag and tried to leave the room, yet Komari fiddled around. She seemed like she wanted to say something.

“I can go ahead first if you mind.”

“T-That’s not it. Y-You don’t have a bicycle, right?”

…Right, I think that’s true. Walking to the library will be exhausting.

“Sorry, Komari. It seems that the load on me is too heavy.”

I tried giving the bag back to her. Komari then looked at me like I was a piece of garbage.

“D-Don’t break a promise. Alright.”

Indeed, those are the eyes I’m talking about. The usual Komari has finally returned. However, what should I do about the bicycle…?

Eventually, a person came to mind.

*

Ayano headed out from 1D’s classroom and handed me a bicycle key.

“Don’t worry about it. Just use it as you like. It’s fine even if you return it late.”

As usual, he’s carrying his charming smile. Even a guy like me is intoxicated by it.

“Thanks, I’ll be right back.”

“You can ride it home if you don’t need to return to school, okay?”

“How will Ayano go back then?”

Ayano looked at me with a meaningful expression. I’m confused.

“I go to school by bicycle, while Chihaya goes by tram. Do you remember? I want to go home with her on a tram sometimes.”

…He grabbed the opportunity to show off again. Whatever, let’s just think of it as rent for borrowing his bicycle. I should just listen to him for now.

“We planned to ride on the same bicycle last time, but it didn’t work. Chihaya isn’t willing to budge an inch, either. Ultimately, I gave up. ‘Let’s just take the tram back home next time.’ She said.”

Alright, I think I paid enough of my rent already. I raised the key and interrupted him.

“Sorry, you’re a great help. Well, can I send the bicycle to your house later?”

“Just put it in the bicycle parking lot at the prep school in front of the station. I have a spare key.”

I thanked him once again and headed to the bicycle parking lot.

After I arrived, I saw Komari wearing a white helmet. She’s standing there dazedly with sleepy eyes.

“Sorry for the wait. I got a bicycle now.”

“S-So late. Let’s go.”

Komari got on her bicycle impatiently.

Hmm, …by the way, isn’t this-

“Hold on, Komari.”

“W-What’s wrong, Nukumizu?”

Come to think of it, isn’t this an important event with a girl after school? The latter part will lead toward the climax if we’re in a light novel.

Right now, this is my first time going with a girl after school. Is it okay to just skip it after a brief description…?

“...Sorry, Komari. This must be your first time, right? But I feel like we match each other quite well.”

“W-Why did you suddenly say something s-so lewd…?”

Komari looks visibly disgusted. She stepped on the paddle.

“Go away, N-Nukumizu. S-So lewd.”

“The lewd part is unnecessary, alright…?”

I think saying I’m “lewd” hurts more than “disgusting”.

I thought about that as I followed Komari on my bicycle.

*

Toyohashi City Central Library is the largest library in town.

Even though a more modern one was built in front of the station recently, this is where I’ve been going since I was little. That’s why I love this antique building more.

Komari went over to the desk after returning the books. She went into the children's reading room next door.

“Didn’t you just return your books? Are you borrowing again?”

“I-I need picture books f-for the exhibition drafts. T-The kids in my house w-want them too.”

Komari squatted down before the bookshelf filled with picture books.

Komari’s eyes squinted as she stared at the picture book titles. Her side profile seems a bit tired.

I don’t think I’m just imagining things.

“How’s the exhibition draft going?”

“A-Almost done.”

With that, Komari’s back recoiled in embarrassment.

The plan for this exhibition is for Komari to write drafts and hand copy them onto a 1-meter-long molded paper.

Tsuwabuki Fest is on this Saturday. Even though all classes are canceled on Friday to give students more time to prepare, the Literature Club has 4 exhibitions. I want to start preparing earlier if possible.

“At least let me help you out.”

I took a picture book. Komari looked at me dumbfoundedly.

“Y-You still haven’t finished your club magazine draft, right? G-Go write that.”

“...Yeah, I will.”

A member who doesn’t follow club magazine deadlines doesn’t have human rights.

I stopped talking. Instead, I peeked at Komari’s opened picture book.

The story is about monsters appearing before kids who stay up the night.

“That book was nostalgic. What’s the ending again?”

“G-Getting kidnapped by the m-monsters.”

What a simple, violent, and lousy ending.

Komari put several picture books under her arms. She stood up with a satisfied expression.

“You borrowed a lot of other stuff too.”

“T-The brats in my house can’t sleep if I don’t read p-picture books to them.”

Komari stopped when she walked to the desk.

“What? Did you forget…”

“Q-Quick. Get down.”

Komari suddenly pulled my uniform downward.

“Hey, what’s wrong? That’s sudden.”

“T-The senpais are here.”

“Senpai?”

I hid behind the bookshelf and observed in secret. Prez Tamaki and Tsukinoki-senpai are going down the stairs in front of the desk.

“We don’t actually need to hide-”

I swallowed my words before I could finish speaking.

Those two are holding hands cheerfully. They look even more like a mature couple than in school.

Komari’s body and shoulders curled. She hugged the picture books on her chest tightly.

…One is the person who rejected her, while the other is a close senpai. The two of them are walking shoulder to shoulder peacefully.

Appearing before them- is perhaps very brutal for Komari right now.

Those two will never reject Komari.

It’s more like they will be happier if we walk out to them.

That’s why Komari really doesn’t want them to see how she looks when she’s with me.

…The two have disappeared. Yet, Komari remained frozen in the bookshelf’s gloomy corner.

I’m starting to get tired from bending down constantly. I tried to find something appropriate to say.

“Well, …maybe the senpais were just studying in the study room on 3/F. Yeah, they are about to take the exam, after all.”

I don’t even know what I’m talking about.

However, after that, Komari finally raised her body slowly.

“L-Let’s go borrow the books.”

Her petite body put the books on the borrowing desk.

The librarian spoke to her. She hastily flailed her hands around to try and explain the situation. I can tell she’s working very hard, which is way different from what she was in the past. However, I feel worried instead of happy about her.

Komari came back after signing the papers. As usual, she lowered her head and mumbled.

“W-Well, I-I’ll go back and finish the exhibition d-draft.”

“Hey, …Komari, can you wait for a moment?”

Komari was about to make her departure. I reflexively called her.

…Why did I stop Komari?

“Eh? W-What’s wrong?”

Komari turned around confusedly. I decided to press on.

“There’s a family restaurant next to the highway ahead. Should we go check it out?”

Komari gave me a surprised look.

“B-But I don’t have any money…”

“Well, I’ll pay for you.”

“W-Why?”

…Yeah.

It’ll be awkward when someone suddenly says he’s treating you, unless you’re Yanami.

“Right, I want to try out the desserts there, but people will give me weird stares if I go alone, right?”

“Y-You literally don’t care about these things, right?”

Yep, you’re right. This excuse won’t work on people who understand me even slightly.

“Anyway, please go with me! I’ll accept any request you have.”

“Eh, well, …i-it’s not like I mind that much.”

Komari finally nodded under my pressure. I’m relieved to see that.

Why am I inviting Komari? It’s whatever.

I just don’t want to see Komari going back alone. That’s enough of a reason.

*

I’m a regular at this family restaurant. There aren’t many Tsuwabuki students here.

I took a sip of hot cocoa and looked at Komari sitting before me.

With a puzzled look, Komari held the cup of hot strawberry milk.

…This is the same seat where Yanami and I met for the first time.

“Here’s your soft pudding. Thanks for waiting!”

The waitress is as energetic as usual. She put the pudding in front of Komari.

“I-I’ll be fine with drinks.”

Good grief, Komari doesn’t understand.

“Listen. You get a discount for drinks when you order snacks. In other words, you earn more when you order snacks. …Isn’t that great?”

“W-Why do you suddenly sound like Y-Yanami now?”

Oh, did I sound like Yanami? I see. …Shit.

Komari leaned forward a bit and stared at the pudding’s surface. She carefully put a spoon in it.

“N-Nukumizu, y-you’re being considerate to me, right?”

“Well, a little. We were in that situation, after all.”

“D-Don’t worry about me. T-Those two are going out. It’s normal for them to hold hands.”

Komari frowned and glared at me.

“A-Aren’t those two always together in s-school as well?”

“But it’s different outside of school, right?”

I continued blowing the slightly cooled cocoa.

“We are still in the same space in school, no matter what. However, what happens outside is unknown to us. That’s a world where only the two of them exist.”

…I’m probably talking too much.

I stared at the cup to avoid this awkward atmosphere.

As for Komari, she continued scooping the pudding silently with her spoon.

“This is your extra large french fries. Thanks for waiting!”

The waitress’s cheerful voice resonated again.

“D-Didn’t you say you’re here for the desserts?”

“According to Yanami-san’s Dessert Nine-Square Division, hamburger counts as desserts. If that’s the case, it’s completely okay to treat french fries as desserts, too, right?”

After that, I kept recommending the fries to her. Komari hesitated for a while before picking up a short one with the tip of her fingers.

“D-Don’t misunderstand. I-I wasn’t hiding in the library b-because the two of us w-were together.”

Komari pondered for a long moment, but she finally put the fries into her plate.

“I was there during the f-first term too, so…”

She lowered her head and whispered. It’s almost like she’s talking to herself.

“When I realized I couldn’t go back anymore, …I felt very lonely.”

Perhaps Komari was the one that felt she was saying too much this time. She tried to cover up the awkwardness by chugging the strawberry milk. She ended up burning her tongue and mumbled, “Hot.”

…Komari’s confession was rejected by Prez before the summer holiday.

There’s nothing to say at this point. I know Komari has already accepted the conclusion as well.

In the end, Komari, Prez, and his current girlfriend, Tsukinoki-senpai, remain on good terms.

Nothing’s wrong. Komari’s first love came to a peaceful end. Everything is perfect.

Too perfect.

“...I-I joined the club in April. I-I get along very well with the two of them.”

Komari put down her cup quietly.

“I-I don’t have friends in class. They cared about me a lot. T-That was my first time feeling so happy in school.”

The pudding’s form collapsed. Komari smiled self-mockingly.

“I-I’m back to where I started again…”

The silence lasted for a long time.

I finished my cup and spoke up calmly.

“I think Tsukinoki-senpai will be willing to hang out with you during study breaks.”

“Y-Yeah.”

“Prez isn’t avoiding you as well.”

“I understand, but-”

Komari lowered her head. Her bangs covered her eyes.

“I-I wonder the three of us c-could’ve spent more time together i-if I had never confessed.”

I didn’t say anything. The silence continued.

Komari spoke up again just before the awkwardness was about to take away the final space we had left.

“T-The senpais are leaving after T-Tsuwabuki Fest. I-I’ll be all alone. So, I have to hold myself together and stay strong.”

…I’ll still be there for you. However, the intimacy required for saying that is something we don’t share. I don’t have the confidence either.

“Feel free to talk to me if there’s anything I can do.”

The only thing I could do was saying unremarkable lines like that.

Komari shook her head.

“I-I can handle the p-presidents’ meeting and activity report by myself”

Then, as if she was trying to say that to herself, Komari added quietly.

“And it has to be done by myself too.”

…Students from other schools laughed as they passed through us.

The customers are slowly leaving the restaurant. Komari took the opportunity and stood up.

“W-Well, it’s time for me to go back.”

“I see. Well, I should head back too.”

We left the restaurant after paying. It’s already dark outside.

It’s getting windy.

“T-Thanks for treating me.”

“Me too. Thanks for coming with me.”

We just exchanged gratitude.

There seems to be a needle in my heart. I turned around and took out my phone.

I checked Kaju’s message and sighed.

I was the same with Yanami and Yakishio. Even though I was there, I was just a spectator.

I just said unnecessary things, as usual.

I just couldn’t do anything, as usual.

I thought about that as I answered her text.

-Bam.

Someone’s body seemed to have hit my back.

“...Komari?”

“S-Sorry. I-I didn’t have enough sleep and tripped over.”

Komari pushed my back and got on her bicycle.

“Hey, are you alright?”

“I-I’m fine. T-This is pretty close to my house.”

She buried her head deep inside her helmet. The girl wobbled as she stepped on the paddle.

I watched Komari as I remembered what she had just said.

She tripped over because of sleep deprivation. Komari indeed said that. However, at that time-

Her weight-

-felt the same as Kaju's when she was depressed.

*

Two days later. Wednesday.

Tsuwabuki Fest is right around the corner on Saturday. However, we’re making good progress with our prep work.

Of course, that includes me as well. I continue working silently in the corner of the classroom.

“Well, that’s all of the pumpkins. Let’s do the bats next.”

Pumpkin-shaped gadgets are piling on my table. With this window, I started looking around the classroom.

The back of the room is split between changing rooms for boys and girls with stage curtains.

The normies, who are headed by Yanami are trying out clothes.

Then, the large props group is working before the blackboard.

They are making the stage background for the Street Halloween play. It seems to be a banner.

Adding images and decorations to a long enough banner and opening it when necessary makes it a portable stage anywhere. As for the bats I’m making right now, I guess they will also be used for decorating the curtain, right?

Even though the Literature Club’s preparation work is falling behind, we’re making steady progress. The club magazine only needs Tsukinoki-senpai’s part.

…I remembered how helpless Komari looked when we were returning home from the library.

She must be all alone in the club room today, too, right?

My heart is full of restlessness. I clenched the knife in my hand. During this time, cheers can be heard from behind.

I stopped working and turned around. Karen Himemiya appeared before the spotlight.

She’s wearing a one-piece short skirt. It looks like she’s dressing up as a demon girl.

…By the way, Himemiya-san is really amazing.

Aside from her ridiculous bust size, there’s a heart-shaped hole on the tightest part. Another huge heart can be found at the tip of her tail-

She’s more of a succubus than a demon girl, right…? Is this really alright…?

I thought about indecent things. The next one to show up is Sosuke Hakamada.

Tuxedo, black cape. It’s a standard vampire cosplay.

Hakamada’s appearance is excellent as well. They are like an art piece when he’s standing together with Himemiya-san.

“Even though I feel sorry about Yanami when I say this, those two match each other very well…”

I mumbled to myself subconsciously. A white shadow slid into my view.

“Hmm? Are you calling for me?”

Anna Yanami appeared with a shaking voice.

She’s wearing a white kimono. She raised her sleeve and spun around in a circle once before me.

“Hey, how do I look? Isn’t this nice?”

“Uh, well, are you dressing up as…”

A white kimono and a triangular paper on her forehead, in other words, this is-

“...Are you dressing up as a corpse?”

“It’s a ghost! Nukumizu-kun, what are you talking about!? Have you seen such a healthy corpse?”

Have you seen such a healthy ghost, then?

“Fine, fine, fine. I know that already. …Why are you cosplaying as a ghost?”

“Think about it. Don’t Japanese ghosts give people a withered yet elegant impression? I suddenly had this idea since winter was coming.”

A withered, beautiful, and healthy ghost. …Whatever, as long as she’s happy.

Moe is a constantly updating concept in this world too. I hope Yanami can work harder on this.

Uh, for some reason, Yanami’s giving me a confused look.

“Eh, …what’s wrong?”

“Something feels wrong whenever I talk to Nukumizu-kun in the classroom today. Where did those nasty words of yours go? You’ve been stabbing my heart with a carving knife, alright?”

“Eh, that’s how people feel about me?”

“Well, yes.”

“Eh, really…?”

“Yep, really…”

Yanami shrugged with a helpless look.

“Nukumizu-kun feels a bit unusual today.”

I think I’ve been unusual ever since Yanami dragged me into her shenanigans.

“Well, whatever. Right, Nukumizu-kun, you’re in the small gadgets group, right? I have a little favor to ask you.”

Yanami took a small pumpkin-shaped item from the table and put it on her shoulder.

“With the rare opportunity of dressing up as a ghost, I want to feel more like one. Can you make something like that?”

“Sure, but how large do you want it to be?”

“Hmm, about a right-sized dessert.”

A right-sized dessert for this girl, …I guess I need to make it volleyball-sized.

“Oh, yeah, got it. I’ll make one.”

“Hey, Yanami, the rehearsal’s about to start.”

A guy spoke to us as if he wanted to interrupt our conversation.

If I remember correctly, this guy in a Shinsengumi costume should be Nishikawa.

“Alright, I’ll go now. Well, bye-bye, Nukumizu-kun. Thanks for the help.”

Yanami waved and left.

For some reason, Nishikawa glared at me before leaving.

…What? Do you want to be a ghost too? No way that’s true.

Even though Yanami doesn’t feel reliable, she’s still very popular. Well, it must be that, right?

Honestly, Yanami is very adorable. I wonder how guys who have a crush on her feel…

I started cutting the bats restlessly. Then, another shadow loomed on my hands.

“Nukkun, how do I look? Am I scary?”

Sigh, it’s Yakishio this time, right? I raised my head. The first thing I saw was her cute belly button.

Yakishio is wrapped in bandages. She raised her hands and made an intimidating pose.

“Yakishio, you should cover up your stomach in front of everyone, right?”

“It’s because I want to dress up as a mummy. Look. Isn’t this tied pretty nicely?”

Even so, her exposure is still too high. There are just bandages around her chest and waist. It’s literally like a swimsuit.

Her body curves are very apparent, too- wait, don’t tell me.

“Yakishio, are you not wearing anything below…?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong with it? It’s covered, anyway-”

The girls in class already surrounded Yakishio immediately before she even finished talking.

“...Remon, come here.” “Alright, out-” “Hey, don’t look over here, boys.”

“Eh? What’s wrong with everyone? W-Wait.”

Yakishio disappeared into the changing room under the girls’ barricade.

…Hmm, even though it’s Halloween, calling that a trick is a bit too much.

Just as I’m reminiscing what I’ve seen, a vampire flips his cape and sits in front of me.

“Nukumizu, did you see? I didn’t see anything because the girls blocked me.”

Sosuke Hakamada lowered his voice on purpose.

“Well, she was in front of me. So, basically-”

“Really? How was it?”

So straightforward. Nice as usual, Hakamada.

“Honestly- my eyes have been blessed.”

“Really!? I was late-”

Hakamada wrapped his hands around his head regretfully. Two figures approached him from behind.

“So! Suke!”

The 12K group, Yanami, and Himemiya-san appeared.

“Anna, this guy needs a proper lecture.”

“Right. Karen-chan, grab him by that side for me.”

The two girls grabbed Hakamada’s arms and dragged him away without hesitation.

“Wait, I actually didn’t see anything!”

The vampire was brought away by a ghost and succubus.

Indeed, only the MCs get extravagant screen time. A background board like me should just continue cutting the bats.

Hmm? I feel like Yanami is staring at me.

“You too, Nukumizu-kun. We need to talk later.”

…Why me-

I stared at the round eyes of the bat in my hand and sighed deeply.

*

Next day. After school.

It’s Thursday. 2 days until Tsuwabuki Fest.

Right now, Prez Tamaki and I are in the school’s printing room. All of the parts were collected after Tsukinoki-senpai had finished her draft. That’s why we’re here to print out the club magazine.

The pages were pushed out of the printer one by one. Prez pressed the controls.

“Send them to the classroom after jotting the total number of magazines in the ledger. I’ll tell you the details later.”

Prez took the draft and sat down after explaining how to use the color printer.

“Koto still wrote something new in the end. I’ve told her that she could use previous works.”

“Ah, but the scenes are free of moisture now. Since we’re also handing them out to normal guests, I guess senpai kept it down for once.”

“So, you mean she has never kept it down before…?”

Prez looked at the draft with weary eyes.

It seems like dating a girl isn’t all good, either.

With the printer’s noises as BGM, I started reading senpai’s novel-

Literature Club Report - Autumn Edition

<The Silent Crab> by Koto Tsukinoki

[TL: BL warning. Like the previous ones, this also has nothing to do with the main story. Feel free to skip it.]

It’s a port city in another world.

There’s a signboard saying “Pavilion of the Shaking Moon Shadow” at a gloomy alley. Here lies an expensively-decorated bar.

A gust of wind blew through the lobby upon pushing the double doors. The adventurers are yelling with their beer mugs raised.

At the deepest part of the lobby, in a room separated by a single door, a man in kimono has his elbow on the table.

The man tasted some beer in the giant jug. His expression reveals his dissatisfaction with it. After that, he took some bites of cooked fish before frowning and sipping some beer.

This repeated several times until the birch door of the room opened. A man in a military uniform ignored that hustle and bustle behind him and walked straight into the room.

“I’m growing impatient, Mishima-kun. Look, this is already my second cup of shitty beer.”

The kimono man is already drunk. He raised his mug.

“I have stuff on my mind as well. Dazai-san is just as impatient as usual.”

In his uniform, Mishima sat on the opposite chair. His saber knife let out a crunching noise.

“I bet those stuff aren’t good too. I was tricked by Kawabata-sensei, whom you had introduced to me earlier, and I ended up running from one end of the world to the other. I feel like Serinudis when Melos bent to the authorities and betrayed him.” [TL: This is referencing Dazai’s <Run, Melos!>.]

Dazai chugged what was left in the jug and glared at Mishima.

“Please adjust your feelings. Even though I’m not planning to apologize this time, I’ve brought something you want.”

Mishima handed a small glass jar to Dazai with a bitter smile.

He opened the cap upon receiving it. It’s filled with white, transparent powder. Dazai showed his most excited expression of the day. He put some powder on his finger and licked it.

“This is really shocking. It literally tastes like real MSGs.”

“It took me a lot of effort, but Dazai-san indeed loves meddling in other people’s business. You just have to find people to make something like this despite entering another world.”

“Don’t say it’s ‘something like this’. You make it sounds easy. Even though those elves are pretty clever, they are literally disrespecting food. No, I guess it’s normal for this world since they don’t even have wine or rice.”

Dazai put the small jar above the plate. He’s spraying MSGs like it’s snowing.

“The only thing I can trust just in this world is MSG.”

Perhaps he thinks the spray n’ pray is enough already. Dazai carefully closed the cap and put it in his sleeve.

“Mishima-kun is thirsty, right? Let’s drink actual Japanese wine today.”

Dazai clapped loudly. A girl filled with darkness suddenly appeared in the shadow of the candle-lit table. After seeing that, Mishima couldn’t help but put his hand on his saber knife.

The shadow girl ignored him and took out a small porcelain wine bottle.

“It took me a while for it to heat up. Well, let’s have a cup when it’s still warm.”

Dazai handed his cup out. The shadow girl poured him some wine.

The shadow girl turned the bottle toward Mishima. He grabbed his cup without showing much interest.

“Mishima is unexpectedly careful.”

“I feel like my wine is poured by a painting filled with ink. I can’t calm down.”

Mishima finished his cup at once.

“Of course, it’s impolite to be too cautious. Although I can’t see this lady’s eyes or nose and the silhouettes on her face, she looks unexpectedly beautiful.”

Dazai put his hand on his face and licked the edge of the cup. Mishima was shocked at first, but he had perhaps gotten used to it. He started striking up a conversation with the shadow girl, who was still pouring wine.

“Hey, can you change your form freely? For example, can you turn into those masculine men from Greek statues?”

“Hey, don’t do that. Stop adding more trouble to the table.”

Dazai finished his cup and rudely reached his hand out. The shadow girl just poured wine quietly.

“Come to think of it, I got another exciting thing. You, take it out.”

The shadow girl nodded and gradually sank into the floor.

“Dazai-san, what is this thing you’re talking about?”

“You’re lucky. It’s a crab. I’ve heard that there are something like hairy crabs here, so I asked for one.”

In contrast to Dazai’s excitement, Mishima’s expression turned stiff.

“What? You don’t like crabs?”

“I like eating crab meat, but I don’t want to look at them. I always take off the label whenever I get canned crabs.”

“You’re such a pussy. Alright, I’ll help you.”

Dazai stood up calmly. He went around Mishima with drunken steps.

‘This is your bad habit again, Dazai-san. You’re trying to mess with me, right?”

“Stop being so stubborn. I’ll let you witness elf magic.”

Dazai took out a handkerchief from his chest and covered Mishima’s eyes.

“How about now? You can’t see the crab anymore, right?”

“Indeed, but I can’t see anything like this.”

Mishima laughed and tried to take away the handkerchief, yet Dazai pressed on his hand from above.

“You should be careful. This is a magical handkerchief. You’ll listen to anything the owner says after wearing it.”

“Dazai-san, you’re trying to trick me, right? I won’t be so easily fooled. Your skill is <Lies>, right? A lie turns into reality whenever the person believes you. It surely fits your style.”

“Hey, you saw through it. Kawabata-sensei really said something unnecessarily.”

Dazai said that jokingly and let go of his hand.

“But it’s for real this time. Look, please take off the handkerchief since it will be dangerous. The elf magic is about to activate.”

Dazai yelled like a clown. Mishima started untying the handkerchief too.

Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something. His hands stopped.

“Wait, Dazai-san said the magic was real and asked me to take off the handkerchief. However, doesn’t taking it off mean I have believed you?”

Dazai’s usual expression disappeared.

“You’re indeed smart. Wordplays like that activate my ability. Don’t you want to try it?”

“I don’t even know what’s real and what isn’t anymore. I feel like the alcohol is working pretty fast today.”

Mishima reached out his hand under total darkness. Dazai put down his cup. After that, Dazai put his hand on Mishima’s shoulder from behind.

“You just said the alcohol was working fast, right? Is it because I’ve put something in it?”

“Are you lying again? Where are your true feelings?”

“Authors make a living by lying to people with words. Don’t we lie as easily as we breathe?”

Dazai said that mockingly. He turned his arm to Mishima’s body.

“So? Do you think me putting my arm on you is lying too?”

“Ahh, I really still don’t like you.”

“I don’t mind it. It’s because I know your sincere feelings.”

The shadow girl silently appeared from the ground with a huge crabs plate. Dazai signaled her with his eyes. The shadow girl put down the plate and sank into the gaps on the floor without making a sound once again.

Dazai untied the golden buttons on Mishima’s uniform as he whispered.

“The person eating crabs and the person getting eaten don’t say unnecessary things. Isn’t that nice?”

*

Prez finished reading the draft and sighed in relief.

“It looks like I don’t need a retrial using the president’s power.”

“...Do you really think so?”

Tsukinoki-senpai is slowly poisoning the third-year president of the Literature Club.

“Come to think of it, are the preparations for Tsuwabuki Fest going well? The opening is on the day after tomorrow.”

Prez asked worriedly.

“The desserts will be done tonight. We still have a day to set up the place. I think we’ll be fine. The only thing left after that is the exhibition drafts.”

Even though the answer was without much hesitation, anxiety remained overflowing in my heart.

Indeed, the most critical exhibition draft still needs to be finished.

“Komari-chan seems to be very tired from working on the draft.”

“I offered to help her a couple of times, but she always answered it would be done by tomorrow and that we didn’t need to worry about her.”

The final procedure is hand-copying the draft onto the mold paper. We still have to wait for that. Perhaps we may only finish this task tomorrow if we ask for senpai’s help.

The printing of the club magazine is around halfway done. We folded the printed paper into halves.

This club magazine is just a simple collection of bundled papers.

I folded the papers silently as I observed the surroundings.

Only Prez and I are in the printing room now. No one seems to be outside the room.

“...Prez, you have already watched this week’s <Tendochi>, right?”

“Yep, I rewatched it 3 times already.”

The full name of <Tendochi> is <Innocent vs. Two-Faced, Which Side Are You Choosing?> (Ten’nen Yoshoku Dotchina no). This school rom-com anime centers around an innocent heroine and a scheming, two-faced heroine fighting for the MC. …The latest one is a comedy episode about the popular character Miku-chan forgetting her bra after she overslept.

“Miku-chan has some plumpy assets, but will that Miku-chan really freak out enough to forget her bra? Will something like that actually happen?”

Prez stopped folding the papers.

“As Nukumizu’s senpai, I’ll be frank here.”

Prez took a deep breath and spoke up solemnly.

“A girl with such plumpy assets forgetting to wear her bra- is absolutely impossible.”

I couldn’t help but stand up.

“In other words, Miku-chan went to school without her bra on purpose. Is that what Prez is trying to say?”

Prez nodded silently.

My impression of the heroine is starting to fall apart. If Miku-chan is also a two-faced girl, then the bathroom jumpscare scene in Episode 2 and the over-the-glass confession scene in Episode 5 are all forged with calculations.

“B-But I…still want to believe Miku-chan is an innocent and natural girl. …No, it’s more like I can only choose to believe that.”

Did Prez acknowledge my sincere thoughts? He showed a mature smile.

“I see. Well, continue to tread on your path of determination, Nukumizu. Also, my waifu is the flat-chested girl Alice.”

“Prez…!”

We exchanged looks instead of talking. Our passionate thoughts have been blended in silence. “Bam!” The door to the printing room was slammed open with a tremendous noise.

“The two of you are here!”

Tsukinoki-senpai dashed inside. Prez freaked out and stood up.

“Listen to me, Koto! We weren’t talking about your bra-”

“What are you talking about? Komari-chan is in trouble right now!”

Tsukinoki-senpai grabbed Prez and shook his shoulders.

“Hey, what’s wrong with Komari?”

This time, senpai turned around and approached me with an impatient look.

“I heard Komari-chan fell in the classroom! Did you two not know anything!?”

…Ah? Komari fell?

“Please calm down, senpai. If she collapsed in school-”

I took out my phone. As expected, I received a message from our advisor Konuki-sensei.

“Konuki-sensei texted me. She’s in the nurse’s office.”

“Nurse’s office, right!? I’ll be there!”

Prez immediately grabbed Tsukinoki-senpai’s hand when she tried to dash out of the room.

“Wait, don’t you still have tutorial class today? You’ll really be held back a year if you don’t go.”

“That doesn’t matter! I have to be with Komari-chan right now-”

“Koto!”

Prez forcefully grabbed Tsukinoki-senpai’s shoulders and turned her around to face him.

“Calm down. Komari-chan won’t be happy if you just run around and get yourself held back a year.”

“It’s because, …it’s because this wouldn’t have happened if I had stayed with her properly…”

Tsukinoki-senpai is about to cry. Prez patted her head gently.

“Believe in your kouhai a bit more.”

“...Yeah.”

Tsukinoki-senpai nodded earnestly. Prez gave me a serious look.

“Nukumizu, you should go to Komari’s side first. We’ll be there later.”

“Eh, can I?”

I’m slightly anxious. Prez nodded.

“Of course. Please, vice president.”

*

I opened the door to the nurse’s office. Konuki-sensei put her phone next to her ears as we exchanged looks.

She waved at me after putting her phone into her white coat.

“Welcome. The adorable knight-san is here.”

“Sensei, is Komari-”

Konuki-san put her finger on my lips.

“The princess is still sleeping. Control your voice, alright?”

“...Well, what happened to Komari?”

Konuki-sensei turned around. She looked at the bed enveloped by the curtains.

“She’s fine. It’s just exhaustion and sleep deprivation. No injuries.”

“I see…”

Glad to hear that. I quickly collapsed onto the chair.

Of course, sleep deprivation is not something to be happy about, but at least there’s not a severe accident.

I texted Prez. Then, for some reason, Konuki-sensei stood before me. This person surely gets really close every time.

“Does Nukumizu-kun know why Komari-san isn’t getting enough sleep?”

“I think she’s busy with preparing Tsuwabuki Fest. She must be exhausted, right?”

“I see. Ah, teenagers.”

Konuki-sensei dragged her chair next to mine and sat down. So close.

“I’ve seen a lot of people like you two. I also have experience pushing myself to the extreme. Nukumizu-kun, do you want to hear about that story?”

“Ah, no, thank you.”

Please stop. Don’t look like you really want to tell me that too.

With my lack of interest, Konuki-sensei crossed her legs regrettably.

“Nukumizu-kun always looks cold, you know? Sensei thinks trying your best to accomplish something is incredible, okay?”

“To create the so-called youthful memories?”

There are thorns in my words.

I regretted it after saying that. However, Konuki-sensei just gave me a gentle smile.

“Yeah, it’s just memories. Nothing more, nothing less. However, this is something only you guys can create at this present.”

Konuki-sensei looked at the ceiling nostalgically. I followed her and raised my head. There are a bunch of dirty marks on the roof.

“Sensei has also left a bunch of beautiful memories in this school as well.”

“...Left, right?”

“Yeah, leaving my memories somewhere and getting all nostalgic about it sometimes. That’s all.”

At this point, sensei suddenly stood up seriously.

Komari’s head poked out from the curtains’ gap.

“Komari-san, are you awake? You should actually rest more.”

“L-Little sister. I have to pick her up at the kindergarten.”

Komari walked forward with wobbly steps, yet her legs quickly gave in, and she was about to fall again. Luckily, Konuki-sensei promptly dashed to her and held her body.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Nukumizu-kun, bring the chair here.”

I hastily moved the chair after hearing that. Sensei made Komari sit down.

…I couldn’t believe I didn’t do anything until my name was called. I suddenly feel like I’m a failure for not taking any action.

“Sensei, how about we get Komari’s parents to pick her out?”

“Both of them seem to be working. I can’t contact them, but I have left a voicemail.”

Sensei looked at Komari’s face.

“I’ll call your little sister’s kindergarten. Can you tell me where it is?”

“M-My little brother is h-home alone too. I-I have to go back.”

Komari tried her best to stand up, yet her legs wouldn’t stop shaking. Konuki-sensei supported her as she patted Komari’s back.

“Got it. Well, sensei will give you a ride home and pick up your little sister too.”

Glad to hear that. I’m relieved to leave this to sensei.

“Nukumizu-kun, do you know where Komari-san’s house is at?”

“Ah? Yeah, I guess.”

Are we going to…? Konuki-sensei nodded as if she knew what I was thinking.

“Well, you should come with me.”

*

It takes around 15 minutes to drive from Tsuwabuki High School to Komari’s house. It’s located in an old residential district.

The street is full of identical houses. I pressed the doorbell after finding the door sign with Komari’s name.

No one answered after a while. So, I could only unlock the door with the key in Komari’s wallet. I looked inside after getting in the entrance.

“Hello…”

Komari’s parents aren’t home yet, but I can sense someone’s here.

Come to think of it, Komari said she has a little brother. I carefully stepped forward.

Click. A switch opened, and the entrance lights turned on.

“...Who is it?”

A little boy is standing before the entrance. He seems to be still an early elementary student.

“Well, I’m in the same school as your older sister-”

“Nee-chan!”

The boy ran out of the entrance with his socks on. He went past me.

I turned around. Konuki-sensei is carrying Komari down from the car.

The kid dashed over and supported Komari’s body from the other side.

“Thank you, little boy. Komari-san, can you walk on your own?”

Komari nodded with her eyes.

The two held Komari from both sides and helped her walk. Uh, …then what should I do…?

I remained still. Then, the boy gave me a disturbed look that would make a bully flinch.

“Onii-san, can you get out of the way?”

Ah, yes. I’m really causing trouble standing at the door. I promptly excused myself.

*

…How did this happen?

This children’s room is separated from the living room with a sliding door. Right now, I’m sitting on the tatami in the room. Komari is sleeping in her blanket before me.

Sensei and Komari’s little brother Susumu-kun went to pick up her little sister from kindergarten. So, right now, only Komari and I remain in the house.

Konuki-sensei helped Komari change into her pajamas. It’s a pink shirt with star printings. At this moment, her subtle innocence is sending ripples throughout my heart. Only the ticking clock can be heard inside the tranquil room.

I remembered what sensei whispered to my ears before she headed out.

“Nukumizu-kun, never let Komari-san leave your sight, alright?”

“Eh, but she’s already in bed? Shouldn’t I avoid bothering her?”

“Should I say it’s a school nurse’s intuition? I feel like you should watch over her.”

For some reason, sensei started sliding her fingertip across my chest.

“Ah, no, well, sensei…”

“Make sure you don’t let go of Komari-san’s every breath and heartbeat, okay…?”

…The feeling of sensei’s whispers and breaths is still lingering around my ear.

I started looking around the room to ease my anxiety.

This is a 6-tatami Japanese room. Most of the room is occupied by two bookshelves and desks. The simple desk with a dictionary should be Komari’s, right? I stood up and approached it. The table is full of books and printed documents.

Are these the materials for the exhibition at Tsuwabuki Fest? It’s full of sticky notes.

I followed the notes and opened the book. There is some tiny handwriting next to the parts marked by a highlighter.

Then, numerous flow charts on the unclosed notebook form an enormous configuration table. From the looks of it, it seems she has already planned out the general idea.

However, it still takes quite the effort to turn these into an article…

I looked above. There’s a photo next to the timetable.

That’s the photo of the Literature Club’s summer trip to the beach.

Komari can be found in a jacket with a displeased expression next to Yanami and Yakishio’s cheerful smiles in their swimsuits.

This photo stands out a lot since the rest of the table is very plain.

Komari always stubbornly rejects outside help, so this photo must be extraordinarily important to her-

I can hear the noise of rustling blankets from behind.

Is she feeling hot? Komari reached her hands from the blanket. Her tiny fingers are visible under the sleeves of her pajamas.

Komari moved for a while. She soon returned to her regular breathing and continued sleeping.

…Her body is as petite as Kaju’s. She looks like a child when she’s dotingly holding the sleeves of her pajamas. Inside her tiny head is an abundance of fantasies and stories.

Right now, at this moment, is the evil villainess in her mind shining with brilliance with her modern knowledge? Or…

Suddenly, a warm smile appeared on Komari’s lips.

Did she see something in her dream? I can’t get my eyes off her face. Her lips trembled for a moment.

“Nuku...mizu…”

…? Nukumizu? Eh, wait, did this girl just say my name in her dream?

I was startled. Komari mumbled something and turned her body around.

“T-That’s cauliflower, dummy…”

What is she even dreaming about?

It looks like I’m worrying too much. I quickly relaxed after seeing Komari’s smiling, sleeping face.

I glanced at the clock. Thirty minutes have passed since sensei headed out to pick up Komari’s little sister.

That kindergarten is nearby. It’s almost time for them to come back, right?

No, it’s more like it won’t be strange for them to be back here already.

Suddenly, I felt someone’s gaze. I turned around and looked at the sliding door.

“...Sensei, what are you doing?”

Konuki-sensei is peeking at us from the door’s gap. Komari’s little brother Susumu-kun is below her. They are all doing the same thing.

“Don’t mind us. Here, please continue.”

“There’s nothing to continue. A child is watching as well.”

“You’re right. Sensei didn’t think about this.”

After that, Konuki-sensei gently covered Susumu-kun’s eyes. That’s not the problem, girl.

I went to the living room and closed the sliding door.

“I was watching her because sensei told me so.”

“Ara, wasn’t that a good mood? Right, Susumu-kun?”

On top of sensei’s kneecaps, Susumu-kun raised his head and looked at me.

“Onii-san, are you nee-chan’s boyfriend?”

“Eh, n-no.”

“Are you two friends then?”

“Well, even though I’m in the same club as your sister…”

His clear eyes are full of innocence. I really wanted to look away.

“...Yes, we are friends.”

Susumu-kun’s face suddenly brightens up.

“Hina! Come over here. He’s nee-chan’s friend! He’s not scary!”

…Hina? Upon a closer look, a little girl who looks like a mini Komari shows her face at the entrance to the living room.

She quickly lowered her head and ran away after our eyes met.

…What kind of cute creature is that?

“Ara, Nukumizu-kun. Hina-chan likes you.”

“Didn’t she just run away?”

Susumu-kun followed Hina-chan and ran out of the living room.

“Right, I’ve contacted Komari-san’s mother. She seems to have already gotten off work early. She will be back shortly.”

Glad to hear that. It’s better for her mother to take care of her instead of me, right?

I felt relieved after getting rid of my anxiety. A cute creature showed her face before the door again during this time.

I tried not to give off a frightening look as I smiled.

“Hello, I’m your older sister’s friend Nukumizu.”

“............”

Hina-chan finally made up her mind and dashed toward me.

After that, she twirled her hair braided in the same way as Komari’s.

“...With nee-chan.”

“Eh? Ahh, so cute.”

Her head plopped in embarrassment, and she ran away again.

…What’s happening. But she’s adorable.

“Look, she likes you, right?”

Konuki-sensei smiled at me. After that, she followed Komari’s siblings and left the living room.

W-Was I liked…?

It’s 5:30 PM right now. I’m glad that nothing severe happened to Komari. However, we’ve made next to no progress in our preparation today. Then, the door to the children’s room slowly opened when I was scrambling for a solution.

Komari pulled the door open.

Star-printed pajamas, messy hair, half-closed eyes, looking around dazedly.

“Komari, are you up?”

“Toilet…”

She nodded sluggishly. Then, her eyes bulged suddenly.

“Wha!? W-Why is Nukumizu-!?”

“Oh? You went unconscious in school. We brought you home.”

Komari rolled into the room and glared at me from the door’s gap.

After that, she lowered her head and looked at herself.

“P-P-Pajamas!?”

“Oh, if you’re talking about your pajamas, Konuki-sensei helped you with that.”

“L-L-Little sister…”

“Your little sister? Sensei and your little brother came back after picking her up. They are playing in the opposite room.”

Komari went quiet.

“W-Well, then what is Nukumizu doing here…?”

I want to know that as well. Komari mumbled to herself as I searched for an answer internally.

“I-I’ll be fine.”

“Yeah, I see. That’s good.”

…Honestly, it’s not good at all. Komari has been pushing herself for a while. Even though I can feel something’s going to happen, all I do is worry.

The senpais have left Komari into my hands. Yet, right now, all I’ve created is a mess.

I looked at Komari hiding behind the door again.

“Well, Komari. Can you pass the unfinished exhibition draft to me?”

“W-Why…?

Caution is lingering in Komari’s voice.

“Don’t push yourself if you have fallen already. Sorry for leaving such a difficult to you only.”

“B-But Nukumizu.”

“Komari should rest. You can leave the rest to me. It will be fine. The senpais are helping too. Relax-”

“Nu! Nukumizu!”

Silenced ensued after an unexpectedly loud voice.

The voice continued to be squeezed out of the door’s gap.

“I-I want to f-finish it.”

Are you still going to keep writing it? I swallowed that sentence since I didn’t want to reject her determination.

“...When can you finish?”

“T-Tomorrow morning.”

-She’s staying up the night and finishing it. That’s what Komari meant.

She’ll definitely press on even if I stop her, anyway. I gave her a bitter smile. I’ve never seen this side of Komari before.

“Sure, send it to everyone in the club after you’re done.”

“S-Sorry.”

“No need to apologize, but can you make a promise to me?”

“P-Promise…?”

“Leave everything other than the exhibition draft to us. You don’t come to school and take a break tomorrow. Don’t think about anything as well. This is my condition.”

“B-But the preparation tomorrow.”

“Well, at least let me act cool for once.”

This is meant to cheer her up. I’m prepared for her to diss me. However, all I’ve heard is a quiet “yes”.

I was overthinking. My shoulders relaxed.

Well, I should contact Prez as soon as possible now that it’s decided- hmm?

Komari still hasn’t returned to her room. She just keeps staring at me.

“Komari, you should sleep for a while longer. Alright, go to bed.”

“B-But…”

“Sensei is looking after your siblings. You should rest until your parents get home. Go, don’t worry about us.”

“I-I told you…!”

Komari suddenly slammed the door open and threw a pillow to my face.

“I-I need to go to the t-toilet!”

I listened to her footsteps as I took off the pillow from my face.

…This girl uses a buckwheat husk pillow.

*

It’s already completely dark outside when I return to school.

The outer corridor of the atrium is filled with students who aren’t going home to prepare for Tsuwabuki Fest.

I went past the dimly-lit atrium to avoid them and looked at the school building.

The classroom windows surrounding the atrium are still very bright.

-The excitement before the festival.

Come to think of it, there are always sprawling night markets in Toyohashi during early summer.

I love the time right before sunset. People are still setting up the stalls at that time. I remember crying to go out early when I was little. Those were hard times for my parents.

“...What a shame.”

I mumbled to myself to dissipate my restlessness away.

I’m the one out of place. The glamorous festival is prepared for the protagonists.

-I came to the depths of the west school building and opened the door to the club room. Prez is sitting there quietly on the chair.

The table is piled with finished club magazines. He must have taken my quota for himself, too, right?

“Welcome back. How’s Komari-chan doing?”

“Much better after getting a nap. Is Tsukinoki-senpai still in her tutorial class?”

“Koto’s over there.”

Tsukinoki-senpai is sitting in the corner of the room silently. She wrapped her hands around her kneecaps.

This person is unexpectedly sensitive. Has she been like this all day?

“Uh, senpai, are you alright?”

“Komari-chan isn’t hurt, right?”

Senpai’s eyes look really fragile behind her glasses.

“Yeah, she’s totally fine. Konuki-sensei is looking after her. Don’t worry about that.”

“I see. …Glad to hear that the school nurse is there.”

Tsukinoki-senpai mumbled to herself. She buried her face between her legs.

“...We want her to be happy in school even after we’re gone. I once hoped that the Literature Club could be her home. That’s why I’ve been protecting her.”

“You’ve said it before, right? You want Komari to grow stronger.”

Komari is utterly filled with anxiety after being left behind. However, the ones leaving her are just as worried.

“Does Komari-chan think we have abandoned her? If only I had communicated with her properly-”

“That was my idea. Koto didn’t do anything wrong.”

Prez said that and sat down next to Tsukinoki-senpai.

Tsukinoki-senpai lowered her head and reached her hand out. Prez Tamaki grabbed it tightly.

For some reason, this reminds me of Komari.

“I don’t know what Komari is thinking, but I don’t think it’s that bad.”

I can’t read people’s minds, not to mention a girl’s feelings.

Even though I have a certain amount of interactions with Komari, I still have no idea what’s on her head.

However-

“That girl is more determined than you two think. I believe that.”

The piled-up documents, the notebook full of sticky notes, her tiny handwriting…

Komari’s effort has been deeply engraved into my eyes.

Prez’s expression smoothened.

“...Yeah, I believe in Komari-chan too.”

With that, he patted Tsukinoki-senpai as she raised her head.

“Also, about preparing for Tsuwabuki Fest.”

It’s the day after tomorrow. It’s really close.

We have to finish the exhibition tomorrow and set up the place.

“About this. Nukumizu, I must apologize to you all again.”

Prez bowed deeply.

“Eh, why are you apologizing? Please raise your head.”

“In the end, I threw all of Tsuwabuki Fest’s prep work to you guys. I’m responsible for Komari-chan collapsing as well.”

…No one is at fault. Komari is just doing what she wants to do.

I hesitated to convey this point to them. Prez raised his head in determination.

“I’ll think about the exhibition draft. Komari-chan can’t push herself any further.”

“Shintaro, I’ll do it! It’s my duty to help Komari-chan.”

…Whether it’s Komari or the two senpais, they always think they are responsible for everything.

The three of them are remarkably similar. I shook my head a bit joyfully.

“Can we let Komari finish it this time?”

“...Is this what Komari-chan wants?”

“Yes, that’s what she hopes for.”

“But Komari-chan is exhausted. If this continues…”

“Komari will take a day off tomorrow. So, we should leave her be tonight.”

Silence.

Well, it’s natural for them to be speechless after hearing that Komari will stay up all night and finish the draft after collapsing.

“...Is it because of us?”

Tsukinoki-senpai broke the silence calmly.

“Is it because we’re retiring? Or-”

She stared at Prez Tamaki and continued.

“Or is it because Shintaro is retiring? That’s why Komari-chan is forcing herself?”

“...Perhaps. However, I can’t represent Komari, nor do I know how she feels.”

Komari’s first love is already entirely over. Nothing will change at this point.

Even so, she wants to turn that someone she loves into someone she has loved.

Also, wanting to remember the irreplaceable days she has lived out with the three of them, a girl who’s a background character like me is trying her best to scream out her feelings.

These are probably my own imagination. However, at this point, I want to let Komari do whatever she wants.

“She’s the kouhai who senpai is proud of. Please believe in her.”

Prez listened to me silently. He shrugged and seemed to have given up arguing.

“...Got it. We’ll listen to you this time.”

He put his hand on Tsukinoki-senpai’s shoulder, who seemed like she wanted to say something before shaking his head.

“Well, Nukumizu, what should we do next?”

“Uh, next…?”

There’s no class tomorrow. We can use the whole day to prepare for Tsuwabuki Fest. The classroom we borrowed will be open tomorrow as well.

“Can you two meet in that classroom after tomorrow morning’s homeroom? I’ll give a heads-up to Yanami-san and Yakishio.”

“Very well, let’s fulfill our responsibilities before that. Nukumizu also has things to do, right?”

“...Indeed.”

Right now, Kaju must be making tons of desserts on her own.

I’m afraid she probably feels abandoned right now and will soon start throwing a tantrum. I have to spoil her more after Tsuwabuki Fest.

*

The next day. Friday. A day before Tsuwabuki Fest.

The time displayed on my watch is exactly 7:00 AM.

I tried to hold my yawn in as I looked around an empty classroom on the second floor of the west school building.

This is the exhibition venue of the Literature Club. Even though I say it’s an empty classroom, I’ve visited this place a few times since it’s always used for elective and tutorial classes.

I came here at this time with one thing in mind. This is a so-called “headstart”. I want to look cool for once too.

Everyone got Komari’s exhibition draft by midnight. It’s a gigantic masterpiece with over 50,000 words.

I can check that later. Let’s set up the place first.

I moved the table to the corridor. The back of the classroom finally freed up after repeating that tens of times.

…By the way, this is exhausting.

I paid attention to my waist, and I lifted another table. Eh, the table suddenly became lighter.

“Nukkun, I told you you could leave all the physical work to me.”

The refreshing voice reminds me of summer.

Yakishio lifted the table around her chest. She seems to be showing off.

“Eh, why is Yakishio here?”

“What do you mean why? I’m a part of the Literature Club, too, right? I just need to move this to the corridor, right?”

Yakishio easily lifted the table to the corridor.

“I was thinking of texting you after homeroom.”

“I’ve heard from Yana-chan. Nukkun wants to do it yourself, right?”

Yakishio dashed back from the corridor. She then stacked the tables into two layers.

“Komari-chan got sick after pushing herself too hard. Nukkun shouldn’t do the same.”

“I’m not pushing myself. I just want to do whatever I can.”

“Utilizing the power you have around you is also one of the things you can do.”

Yakishio gave me a cheerful smile as she quickly raised the stacked tables.

“It’s not the so-called returning a favor. Instead, I simply want to help out.”

…The “favor” Yakishio talked about must be referring to what happened at the end of the summer holiday, right?

I’m a person who goes with the flow. Therefore, I still don’t even know what I can and cannot do right now.

“I didn’t do anything if you’re talking about what happened during the summer holiday. Yakishio doesn’t need to return anything.”

Yakishio put down the desks she had been hugging.

“...Nukkun, even though you say that, I felt really happy back then.”

With a slightly serious expression, Yakishio looked at me and repeated.

“I felt really happy.”

Yakishio’s eyes gazed into me. I couldn’t help but feel attracted to her dark-colored pupils.

“...Thanks, then can you help me out here?”

“Of course. Actually, Nukkun can rely on me more!”

With that, she smacked my back. It hurts.

Yakishio gave a charming smile and moved the stacked tables at once.

I tried stacking the desks together and lifting them as well, but I quickly gave up. They are so heavy.

“Right. Did you just say you heard about me from Yanami-san?”

“Yeah, yesterday, Yana-chan told everyone that-”

Yakishio returned from the corridor promptly. She suddenly paused.

I looked in her direction. Yanami is standing at the classroom’s door.

She showed a confident smile as she peeled off the packaging paper of a convenience store rice ball.

“Tuna egg yolk filling is the accumulation of peak human wisdom. The person who invented it deserves the Yanami Award.”

A sudden breeze stroked Yanami’s hair. She’s sparkling under the sun.

The packaging paper is flying around like petals.

“Good morning, Yana-chan!”

Yakishio ran toward Yanami. They high-fived each other energetically.

“Hello, Remon-chan. Also, Nukumizu-kun must want to cry out joy from seeing me here, right?”

“Nope, I just want you to pick up your trash right now.”

“...I was going to pick them out later.”

Yanami made a fuss and picked up her trash at the same time.

Yakishio knew what happened to me from Yanami. Now I know that. However…

“Yanami-san, how did you know I would come in the morning?”

“Imouto-chan told me that, you know? Nukumizu-kun, your explanation of what happened yesterday was a total mess. You just said you were good even after I offered my help. That’s why the only person I could ask is Imouto-chan.”

Yanami took a bite of the rice ball. I could hear her chewing the dry seaweed.

“Wait, when did you exchange contact with Kaju…?”

“We are friends, you know? All of us are also part of the Literature Club, and we are also worried about Komari-chan. Right, Remon-chan?”

Yanami ignored me and started eating her second rice ball. This girl eats really quickly.

“Yeah, Nukkun. We aren’t strangers.”

“Uh, I can apologize to you two about this. Well, since when did you exchange contacts with Kaju-”

“Nukumizu-kun, did you forget about us too?”

A familiar voice interrupted me.

I turned around. Tsukinoki-senpai and Prez are standing shoulder to shoulder.

“Senpais are arriving this early too?”

“Yanami-san asked us to meet up. We can’t just let Nukumizu steal all of the spotlights.”

Next to him, Tsukinoki-senpai’s glasses are reflecting light.

“Come to think of it, this is like a club preparing for a doujin expo. In a sense, this is my field.”

“...Senpai, this is just an exhibition for the Literature Club. No weird books.”

“Relax, I’m already 18 years old. It’s fine for me to sell those books.”

“Please wait until graduation for that.”

I’m relieved to see the usual senpai.

“What’s wrong? You’re looking at my face and smiling.”

“No, how should I put it…? I’m glad to see that you’re unexpectedly energetic.”

Tsukinoki-senpai showed a mature smile.

“Thanks for worrying about me. A lot happened with Shintaro yesterday. I’ve calmed down by now. I’m 18 years old, after all.”

“...Koto, come here for a second.”

“What’s wrong, Shintaro? You look scary.”

“Now’s not the time for that. Come over here.”

Prez brought Tsukinoki-senpai to the corridor.

What on Earth happened yesterday? I should stop thinking about it…

“Yeah, …anyway, thanks for coming, everyone.”

After that, Yakishio gave me a meaningful blink.

“Nukkun, don’t forget that there are more people.”

Eh, who else? Aside from Komari, all Literature Club members are already present.

Then, a tiny face appeared from the corridor’s window.

“Oh, everyone is here. Mitsuki-san, here they are.”

What is she doing here? Next, Asagumo-san and Ayano walked into the classroom together.

I dropped my jaws. Ayano showed me his usual friendly smile.

“I’ve said we’re willing to help you anytime, right? It’s time for us to do something.”

Ayano looked at Asagumo-san. The latter took out a notebook and opened it.

“Remon-san has already sent me the exhibition draft. I read it once while on my way to school. Also, I already made a design plan.”

“Read it once, …eh, this has 50,000 words, you know?”

Asagumo-san nodded. Her forehead is sparkling.

“Yes, I’m thrilled. This is a fantastic article full of the author’s unique analysis. The most intriguing part, in my opinion, is the author’s reevaluation of the relationship between Soseki and his disciples.

Asagumo-san continued her monologue.

This draft is almost half of a light novel. Reading it is fine, but I can’t believe she can implement it into her design plan…

I took the notebook with a tinge of disbelief.

“Considering that we want the guests to have an easier time reading, I’ve decided to put all content onto 8 mold papers. After referencing newspaper layouts, the framework also has notes for including illustrations for children.”

“You referenced newspaper?”

“Indeed, it’s impossible for the guests to finish reading all 50,000 words. That’s why we should let them understand the summary of the article through the title and photographs. Then we can let them choose to read the part they are interested in.”

I opened the notebook. There are already rough designs of the 8 mold papers. Indeed, the design reminds people of a newspaper.”

“Is this made while thinking about the association between articles?”

“Yes, of course. I’ve already memorized the draft in my brain.”

Asagumo-san said calmly.

Upon a closer look, there are even notes of the number of pages and lines of the draft.

I’m overwhelmed by my admiration for Asagumo-san’s capabilities. Yanami gave me a thumbs-up as she drank a carton of coffee milk.

“Yeah, that’s how it feels. So, please relax.”

Why are you the one acting so arrogant?

Ayano pointed at the notebook.

“It seems the draft intends to be designed in a newspaper format. I’m planning to borrow computers from the IT Room and make the actual layout.”

It should be possible if these two say so. I have more confidence in Tsuwabuki students who aren’t in the Literature Club.

However, there’s still one issue.

“Do we have time to copy all that onto the mold papers? We still have other preparations. The workload could be too much.”

“I have an idea about this. Can I take a look at the notebook?”

Prez came back from the corridor and took the notebook.

Behind him, Tsukinoki-senpai is looking at his back with a dreamy expression.

…Please tell me these two didn’t do anything weird in the corridor.

“I’ve found a store that has large printers. We are planning to give them the draft before noon. Ayano-kun and I will help settle the layout, and we’ll take back the product before the deadline.”

…Oh, these two.

“Do Prez and Ayano know each other?”

“This is my first time meeting Ayano-kun in real life, but we introduced ourselves to each other yesterday night.”

Yesterday night?

At this point, Yakishio took out her phone and showed it to me.

“Yana-chan made a Line group yesterday night. She invited Mitsuki, Chi-chan, and me, you know?”

“...I wasn’t invited.”

I started throwing a tantrum. Yanami looked over.

“Well, it’s because Komari-chan and Nukumizu-kun always want to bear everything alone. So, this is a group created to help you two in secret. Of course, Komari-chan wasn’t invited as well.”

I know, but I still feel lonely.

Prez looked at everyone with a serious expression.

“Ayano-kun, Asagumo-san, and I will handle the exhibition. Nukumizu and Koto will set up the place and do any prep work. I hope Yanami-san and Yakishio-san can help Nukumizu out when you two have spare time during class preparations. Please, everyone?”

Yanami put out her hand first. Then, Yakishio and Asagumo-san put theirs on top.

“Come here, Nukumizu-kun. Put your hand on top.”

Yanami raised her head and urged me.

I put my hand there tremblingly. Suddenly, Prez raised his voice.

“Well, let’s work together the day before Tsuwabuki Fest!”

“Oh!”

“O-Oh…”

I voiced out too late. I really wanted to dig a hole and hide there. During this time, Yanami patted my shoulder.

“Eh, what…?”

“How was it? How did your super attractive advisor Yanami-chan do?”

Right. I still haven’t fired her yet.

“Well, let’s continue the contract next season.”

“Alright, I’ll be in your care from now on.”

Yanami patted my shoulder once again. She chuckled and wiped the rice grain off her lips.

*

The classroom setup is already taking shape after moving all unused desks to the corridor.

Yanami and Yakishio are writing guiding messages on the blackboard.

“Nukumizu-kun, what are we doing next?”

Tsukinoki-senpai pushed her glasses. She seems prepared.

“Let me think. Sticking the exhibits after setting up the place, we need to put the desserts and club magazines in the right place. That’s all.”

“...Do we not have a billboard of some sort? We should have a menu if we’re selling desserts.”

“Those two are writing that on the blackboard.”

“The guests can’t see those on the blackboard if they don’t enter the classroom. Also, it will be too plain without any decorations. Where are we putting the club magazines?”

“Well, on the table?”

Tsukinoki-senpai took out a piece of cloth from her school bag.

She covered the table with it and put the club magazines above.

“Look, doesn’t it look much better with a tablecloth? Also, we need this as well.”

With that, she put a “New Release” sign on it.

“What’s this?”

“It’s like <Hiyashi Chuka Hajimemashita>. Something like the sugidama hanging in front of a sake shop. [TL: <Hiyashi Chuka Hajimemashita> translates to “Chinese Cold Ramen Is On Sale”. This is a song made by the comedian Amemiya after seeing the exact slogan in front of a ramen shop. Sugidama are those cedar balls made by sake makers.]

Heh, it’s all suddenly looking pretty good.

“We still need posters. ‘The Literature Club Magazine includes novels written by members. Free copies are available to those who are interested.’ We at least need to convey this message to them. Don’t tell me you’re just planning to write that in the corner of the classroom?”

Yes.

Tsukinoki-senpai started looking around.

“Also, Nukumizu-kun, where are the decoration materials and posters?”

“Ah? We didn’t prepare those in particular.”

Tsukinoki-senpai’s face turned dark.

“Hold on, Nukumizu-kun. How were you planning to set up this classroom?”

“Hmm, we first put our exhibits in the classroom’s 4 directions, then we’ll put some related desserts and stamp desks next to those.”

“Alright, what’s next?”

What’s next? I don’t…

“Nope. That’s all.”

“...Alright, gather up, everyone! Those two over there too.”

Tsukinoki-senpai clapped loudly.

Yanami and Yakishio wiped off the chalk dust as they gathered around.

“Since this is worse than imagined, I’ll be taking over the general command of setting up the place.”

My command has been usurped.

“We need posters, leaflets, and decorations for the opening tomorrow. First, let’s come up with a list of required materials.”

Tsukinoki-senpai took out a notebook and started writing something quickly.

“We must have a set of colored papers and double-faced tape. A coin box and ledger should be prepared for transactions too. There’s a portable coin box in my house. I’ll bring that here later. We only need a stack of coins for changes, right? That needs to be prepared beforehand as well. Also, we don’t seem to have baskets for desserts. Nukumizu-kun, have you prepared the stamps and cards already?”

“I’m planning to buy them once I have time-”

“Well, let’s prepare all of that together. Is anyone going on a shopping trip?”

“Sure, I’ll go!”

Yakishio raised her hand energetically. Tsukinoki-senpai tore off a page from her notebook and handed it to her.

“Get these if the 100-yen shop nearby is open. Don’t forget the receipt. Also, there are too many things. Can Yanami-san help too?”

“Sure, but we still have our tasks in the class. We can’t stay for too long.”

“Understood. Leave the rest to Nukumizu-kun and me after finishing shopping in the morning.”

…What happened? She’s not the Tsukinoki-senpai I know?

Isn’t she an IQ conversationist aside from BL conversations?

“Well, there is a mountain of things to do. Let’s work until the bell rings.”

Senpai clapped her hands again. Yanami and Yakishio returned to the blackboard.

Well, I’m making the leaflets and posters, right? I looked around the classroom again. Then, Tsukinoki-senpai put her watch before my eyes.

“Nukumizu-kun’s middle school is lending tatamis to us, right? The car has been prepared. We’ll head out before noon.”

“Well, I studied there, but I don’t know anyone except my little sister.”

It’s been only a few months since the end of my three-year middle school life, yet I already feel like I’ve gone a long way.

It’s going to be a long day before Tsuwabuki Fest-

*

I stopped, raised my head, and looked at the clock. It’s already past 2 PM.

The exhibition draft was handed to the printing store right before the deadline. Prez went there after being notified that it was finished.

As for me, I’ve been making posters and leaflets since morning. I just put down the tatamis I had borrowed in the classroom.

Ayano patted my back after helping me out.

“Well, it’s time for us to head back.”

“Good luck, Nukumizu-san.”

“Thanks for the help.”

After thanking and bidding farewell to Ayano and Asagumo-san, I’m the only one left in the classroom.

Tsukinoki-senpai went to return the delivery trolley used for the tatamis.

Yanami and Yakishio have to participate in the play rehearsal for Street Halloween.

…I guess I did a great job. I praised myself and lay down on the tatamis.

I thought the exhibition and desserts were all I needed. It wasn’t until then that I realized the workload was kind of overwhelming.

Tsukinoki-senpai drove me there too. I can’t do anything alone, right…?

“Oh, I’m feeling it. This classroom is looking nice.”

Tsukinoki-senpai entered the classroom. She looks unprecedentedly reliable right now.

“Thank you very much. I didn’t expect you to show up in a truck.”

“My house runs a business. I only need a regular license to drive that.”

Tsukinoki-senpai is in her PE clothes. She laughed and sat next to me with her legs crossed.

“But it was quite a surprise. I thought this school didn’t allow students to drive.”

“You’re right. I would’ve been suspended if people saw me.”

…Wait, what did this person just say?

“I was sitting next to you.”

“We would’ve been suspended if people saw.”

Senpai pinched her PE uniform and showed it to me.

“Why else would I show up in a jersey? I also know driving a truck in my uniform would cause trouble.”

…How about you stop walking on a tightrope if you fully understand the potential consequence?

Senpai took out a plastic bottle filled with tea.

“But I’m surprised. Your little sister is very adorable. She’s popular too. Are those boys who have helped me move the tatamis members of her fan club?

“No, you misunderstood. Those are just kind students who happened to pass by. First of all, it’s still too early to talk about love in middle school.”

To my strong and concrete argument, Tsukinoki-senpai showed a surprised look.

“...Is Nukumizu-kun a siscon? Come to think of it, you seemed to have brought little sister-themed light novels into the club room.”

It’s because I can’t put those at home.

“Fiction and reality are two separate matters. Senpai also writes BL stuff, but you don’t want Prez to have a boyfriend, right?”

“I’ll gladly accept it if I can watch. No, it’s more like I’ll be boiling.”

Eh, …really?

“Well, you still care about her even if you’re not a siscon. She’s so popular, after all.”

“My little sister was a normal student when I was in middle school. No, it’s more like she was the complete opposite of being popular.”

“Really? That’s unexpected.”

…I remembered what happened last year when Kaju first entered middle school.

“It was because she kept telling everyone she was in the same school with the best older brother in the world. That’s why there were rumors in the first-year girls about a super handsome third-year boy named Nukumizu.”

“Eh, then, was Nukumizu-kun very popular in middle school as well?”

“The next rumor quickly popped out. There isn’t a third-year student like that. While Kaju Nukumizu is very cute, she’s always saying nonsense.”

I twisted the cap of the plastic bottle open.

“She still looked a bit innocent in her first year, but it was relieving to know she was having fun with everyone today.”

However, as her older brother, I shall never acknowledge the existence of her fan club.

For some reason, Tsukinoki-senpai’s face suddenly switched from her smile to one of confusion.

“Right. Have I met your little sister before? She looks familiar to me.”

“I think this is your first time meeting her.”

-Hold on. Kaju was staring at us during the Literature Club’s July trip. It’s not strange for her to have bumped into senpai.

But it will be troublesome if I tell her…

“It must be your imagination. I don’t think you have ever met my little sister before.”

“I see. Imagination.”

Tsukinoki-senpai looked at the ceiling. I took a sip of tea next to her quietly.

*

I walked into 1C’s classroom right before 4 PM. It already looks completely different than in the morning.

There are curtains full of decorations on the walls. “Happy Halloween” is written on the blackboard. This is totally looking like a Halloween party right now.

My seat seems to have disappeared as well. I had nowhere to go but to stand still. Then, a gentle flower scent surrounded me as someone’s BGM started playing in my mind.

“Trick or treat!”

The demon girl Karen Himemiya appeared before me. She pointed at me with one of her legs raised. What a weird pose.

…Hmm, am I blocking the path here?

I quickly hid my presence and attempted to leave silently. However, Himemiya-san dashed toward me.

“W-Wait! Nukumizu-kun, give me a reaction!”

Ah, she was trying to talk to me?

“Uh, well, even though I want to pick ‘treat’, I don’t have any snacks right now. I can give you that later.”

“O-Oh, …Nukumizu-kun, it’s better for you to relax. ‘Oh, no! I’m going to get pranked because I don’t have snacks!’ At least give me a reaction like that.”

Why does that sound a bit lewd?

“Ah, I have Black Thunder Chocolate. How about this?”

“Thank you very much. Please allow me to take that.”

Himemiya-san accepted the treat with a serious look. She suddenly burst into laughter.

“Sheesh, Nukumizu-kun, you’re so stiff. It’s almost like I’m bullying you. Alright, let’s give this to Anna.”

“Yanami-san?”

Himemiya pointed. Yanami is lying on a cardboard paper in the corner.

She’s in a white kimono with a triangular white cloth on her head. She crossed her fingers and put her hand on her stomach.

-Is she finally dead?

“Anna seems to be hungry and tired. I also think she’s really hungry.”

She said “hungry” twice. I guess so.

I went to Yanami with my chocolate in hand.

“Yanami-san, do you want this?”

Yanami immediately recovered from her dazedness and got up.

“...Nukumizu-kun?”

Yanami took the chocolate sleepily before chewing on it ravenously.

“You saved me. The kiosk ran out of bread. The school canteen is closed today too.”

“Did you not have lunch?”

Yanami nodded.

“Yeah, I only ate cup noodles.”

Doesn’t that mean you have eaten lunch?

“Right, right. The classroom looks very different now, right? We helped to decorate the classroom too, you know?”

“Isn’t Street Halloween supposed to be an outdoor activity?”

“We have to do all kinds of stuff in the classroom, okay? Like taking pictures. Nukumizu-kun, did you not look at the proposal?”

I only read the part I was responsible for. I fell silent. Yanami gave me a dumbfounded look.

“Please put more effort into your in-class activity!”

This time, she’s right. I nodded earnestly.

“Also, is the Literature Club doing alright? I didn’t help much.”

“It’s basically finished. We just need to wait for Prez to come back.”

The prep work for the Literature Club went unbelievably well. Tsukinoki-senpai’s awakening was a happy miscalculation.

“I’ll go after I’m done with class- ah, there’s chocolate on my clothes!”

I left Yanami while she was wiping and increasing the affected area and went to the notice board. If I remember correctly, our class’s plan should be out already.

I paid attention to the proposal before the board.

-There are 7 plays for Street Halloween. Not all members will take part in every play. Yanami will be starring 3 times.

At other times, it seems she will be patrolling around the school, giving children snacks, and taking photos.

“Is onii-sama not dressing up? I think you will look great in a prince’s outfit.”

“I’ll be working backstage in the Literature Club, so…”

…Hmm? What was that voice?

“Kaju!? What are you doing here!?”

“Hehe, I’m here.”

I see. She’s here…

My little sister Kaju is brimming with a smile. I feel complicated.

“You can’t just come to our high school. Here. I’ll walk you back.”

Kaju ignored my intention to bring her out of the classroom. She skillfully fixed my tie.

“Onii-sama, your tie isn’t straight. Did you eat lunch properly?”

“Ah, yeah. Anyway, you should head-”

“Nukumizu-kun, you can’t act like that. Imouto-chan took the effort and brought us gifts, after all.”

Yanami interrupted us. She’s holding a giant bag right now.

“Gifts? Did Kaju bring it here?”

“Yes, I made tons of inari sushi for everyone, you know?”

Yanami’s eyes sparkled upon hearing inari sushi.

“Everyone! Nukumizu-kun’s little sister has brought us gifts!”

Everyone looked here after Yanami said that.

Alright, let’s smuggle Kaju out when everyone’s paying attention to the inari sushi.

However, unexpectedly, the girls surrounded Kaju.

“Who’s kid is this? So cute.” “Nukumizu-kun’s little sister.” “Nukumizu?” “Her uniform is so cute. Where is she studying?”

Kaju was slightly startled at first, but she quickly recovered and smiled.

“I’m Kaju Nukumizu. Thanks for looking after my older brother!”

Kaju slightly bowed. The girls screamed in joy.

…This can’t be helped. Light novels say a girl’s weak spots are cute things and sweets. I should just look forward to Kaju’s performance here.

I watched from afar. Yakishio approached me.

“That’s Momozono Middle School’s uniform, right? Your little sister is in the same middle school as we did.”

“Of course, she’s my little sister.”

Yakishio is still in her mummy cosplay, yet her exposure has been contained. It covered her body curves properly as well. The conscience of the girls has defeated the dreams of the boys.

Kaju noticed our conversation. She went past the crowd and came to us.

“Hello, are you Yakishio-san? I’ve heard of you since a long time ago!”

Upon hearing that, Yakishio chuckled and poked me with her elbow.

“Nukkun, you’ve been talking about me in your home too? Sheesh, you can’t be helped.”

Have I ever talked about Yakishio back home…?

“Anyway, Kaju, it’s time for you to go home. You can’t just barge into our high school.”

“But I’ve already acquired the permission of onii-sama’s class teacher. What a gentle and brilliant teacher.”

Gentle and brilliant. …I won’t be so sure.

I started searching my memory to retort. Then, the person in question appeared from behind Kaju.

“Nukumizu, your little sister has sharp eyes. You can learn a thing or two from her.”

After that, Amanatsu-sensei clapped her hands.

“Hey, is everyone here? Even though it’s getting late, the class assembly is about to start.”

Kaju’s still here. Are we sure we want to be this chill?

“School time tomorrow will remain the same. We’re closing at 8 PM tonight. Tell me if you want to stay longer. That’s all.”

Amanatsu-sensei put her hand on Kaju’s hand.

“I’ve received inari sushi from Nukumizu’s little sister. It’s first come, first serve, so- ah, hey, Yanami! You can’t just start eating on your own!”

The battle for the inari sushi has begun. Kaju stood next to me.

“What a lively class, onii-sama.”

Really? …Even though I’m not sure, I guess it’s true if Kaju says so.

“Alright, Kaju. Nii-san still has work to do. I’ll walk you to the school gate.”

“Let’s go to the south gate then. Mom is waiting in her car.”

We’re walking together in the corridor after exiting the classroom. Kaju hugged my arm.

“Ehehe, going to the school gate sounds like a school date.”

“Hey, we shouldn’t stick together in front of people.”

I took out my arm. Kaju pouted in dissatisfaction.

“I can settle with handholding too. If that’s not alright, please borrow me your jacket, onii-sama.”

“Jacket? Are you feeling chilly?”

I took off my jacket and handed it to her. Kaju quickly put it on. She seems pleased.

“Yes, it’s warm. Hehe, it’s warm.”

Kaju looked at me and stepped backward with floaty steps. She almost bumped into an incoming student.

I held Kaju’s shoulders and kept her by my side.

“Hey, it’s dangerous to walk like that. Stay close to onii-chan.”

“...Yes, onii-sama.”

Kaju seems to be reflecting. She stayed by my side obediently.

Sigh, this can’t be helped. Kaju still looks like a child, after all. She must be excited to come to our high school for the first time.

“Kaju, onii-chan isn’t mad at you.”

“I know, onii-sama. I made assorted inari sushi and wasabi inari sushi. Please try them out. There are a lot.”

“Ho, I look forward to it.”

Even though I bet the inari sushi will be gone by the time I get back.

We have Yanami in Class 1C, after all-

*

7:30 PM. A day before the opening. The Literature Club’s exhibition for Tsuwabuki Fest, <Food and Reading>.

It’s finally complete.

The senpais, Yakishio, and I looked at the venue throbbingly.

“Perfect! Everyone did an excellent job!”

Tsukinoki-senpai gave us a thumbs-up.

I’m relieved. Yakishio smacked my back again. It hurts, girl.

“Nukkun, you should be happier!”

Eh, …it’s exhausting to force yourself to laugh.

Prez smiled bitterly.

“We still have the opening. Let’s get some well-deserved rest today, everyone. Prepare yourself.”

“Yes!” (x4)

Indeed, Tsuwabuki Fest hasn’t begun yet. We have to head back earlier to prepare for tomorrow…

“I have to send Koto back. It’s time for us to go.”

“Well, I’ll wait to be eaten by the wolf sending me home. See you.”

“Please don’t say strange things in front of your kouhais…”

The two flirted as they made their departure. Yakishio flung the schoolbag on her shoulder.

“We should go back as well, Nukkun.”

“Yeah, well…”

I glanced at the corridor. No one is there.

Yanami’s class prep work is keeping her. She doesn’t seem to be coming soon.

“I still need to take some photos of the venue for the student council. I’ll be here a little longer.”

“I see. Well, I’ll be leaving first!”

“Thanks for the work. See you tomorrow.”

Yakishio dashed away from the classroom. I looked around the place.

The third-year people have left already. I’m the only person in this spacious classroom now.

There are 4 types of exhibitions and desserts and all sorts of small decorations.

Even though we didn’t go according to the plan, the result was excellent.

The showcase is completed by the trio headed by Asagumo-san. Yanami and Yakishio called for help. Tsukinoki-senpai commanded the decorations and miscellaneous.

Kaju made the desserts and arranged the tatami. As for me, …I guess I worked hard enough, right? Yep.

I’m about to be enveloped by a sense of emptiness. Then, Yanami popped into the classroom in her uniform.

“Thanks for the work, Nukumizu-kun.”

“You’re late, Yanami-san.”

“I spent too much time washing the stains on my clothes. Oh, the exhibition feels great.”

Yanami approached the exhibits. As for me, I walked away from the dessert table silently.

“That’s a showcase about Dazai. It’s an in-depth discussion about Dazai’s friendships and his family view, with his short novel <Cherries> as the theme. It’s quite interesting.”

“Cherries. …I’ve never read this book before, but from the title alone, is it a fluffy story?”

“I guess. It starts with the protagonist leaving his family and going to a bar filled with women.”

“...That’s not what I thought.”

“He eats cherries in the bar as he thinks adulthood is more important yet more agonizing than childhood. …It’s a story about such troubles.”

“Why did we pick such a story for our school festival exhibition?”

Yeah, I wonder why?

“It’s because it’s a well-known story. That’s why there are tons of anecdotes. For example, Dazai’s death day is when we should avoid eating cherries.”

“Shouldn’t we not bring up this story at all if it’s his death day…?”

I think there will be endless questions. Please refer to the exhibition for more details.

Yanami mumbled as she read the texts on the wall, but she slowly went silent.

“...No, I can’t just look at it normally.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Look, I’m supposed to be the complaining character in the Literature Club, right? Accepting information silently doesn’t make me useful.”

“Complaining character…?”

I have a dozen things I want to complain about that, but I should bear with her for now.

“Oh, the tatami is done.”

Yanami suddenly said that before running to the tatami and lying down.

“I really like the smell of tatami, you know? Did you get this from the Tea Ceremony Club or Kado Club?” [TL: Club for arranging flowers.]

“Well, close.”

It’s one word away from Judo Club. I guess she’s close.

Yanami got up and searched for something in her pocket.

“I bought some bread when I sneaked out in the evening. Lucky. I got the last two cream buns.”

I gave her a half-assed reply. Yanami patted next to herself several times.

“Sit with me. I’ll give you one. Let’s eat together.”

With that, she handed me a cream bun.

“You’re giving me that? Wait, you mean you’re giving me food!?”

“Yeah, why did you say it twice…?”

It’s because I can’t believe it. I took the bun and sat next to her.

This bun is painted full of fresh cream. It’s Yanami’s favorite. The sweetness radiates through my exhausted body upon taking a bite. Even though this is my first time eating, the taste is so good…

“This is amazing when I look at it again-”

Yanami looked around the classroom as she licked the cream on her fingertips.

“Yeah, I could’ve never imagined we could make such an amazing exhibition.”

My words don’t seem like it, but I’m throbbing right now.

The Literature Club is weak. Even though it’s good that we have a classroom, I once worried about whether setting up the place would be difficult.

If she sees this right now, she will definitely-

“She’ll definitely be very pleased, Komari-chan.”

“...Yeah, that girl is also working very hard as well.”

Yanami seemed to have read my mind. It’s kind of embarrassing.

The exhibition contains 50,000 words. I don’t know how many people will read them. I don’t even think anyone can finish reading everything. Even so, Komari has still poured her heart and soul into these 8 medium mold papers.

Yanami put the final bits into her mouth and spoke up calmly.

“These are Komari-chan’s love letters, right?”

It’s for the person she loves, the one she bids farewell to- this entire house full of love letters.

That’s how it seems to Yanami.

“...I guess you’re right.”

I gave a vague answer and took a bite of the bun.

“Don’t you think so, Nukumizu-kun?”

Yanami gave me a bewildered look.

It indeed contains her feelings for Prez.

However, the days Komari has spent with the senpais after getting into the Literature Club are much more important than we think-

“This exhibition is full of Komari’s memories, appreciation, and her determination to be the next president and protect the Literature Club, …I guess.”

“I see. That’s what Nukumizu-kun thinks.”

Unexpectedly, she answered me with a warm voice.

My most sincere answer is revealed under that calm demeanor.

“...It’s because I feel kind of sad if I don’t think so.”

Not sleeping and spending several days writing a love letter that can’t and won’t be delivered.

The image of Komari sitting before the desk in the gloomy children’s room appeared.

I’m deeply entrenched in indescribable thoughts. Yanami sits next to me quietly.

“...I’m starting to understand Komari-chan’s feelings.”

She seems to be mumbling. Yanami slowly continued.

“As Nukumizu-kun has said, I know Komari-chan treasures her senpais and the Literature Club a lot.”

“Well, yeah.”

“However, it’s fine even if she loses something that important. Komari-chan confessed during the trip with such determination.”

Even if she has no chance of winning, even if she’s going to lose everything, that’s fine. It’s okay as long as she gets all of her feelings across.

“She said she had already made up her mind. She said she had already decided to give up. However, the once deeply engraved feelings won’t go away.”

Yanami hugged her legs. Her eyes seem to be staring into the distance.

“...She can’t make up her words of love, and it’s too late already. Even so, she still hopes to vent out all the feelings she has been holding on to. That’s why Komari-chan picked up her pen, and Remon-chan chased after the wind…”

Yanami stopped. She fell silent.

Quietness permeated the classroom that was painted white by sunlight.

I looked at the room in the same way Yanami did. A strange sense of emptiness surfaced.

“I was also slightly worried when the senpais said they were retiring. That’s why I understand how Komari wants to present everything she has.”

I put the unfinished bun into the package and left it on the tatami.

“The third-year students can start deciding whether they want to come to school freely at the start of the year. We have less than 2 months of days like this left.”

-Even without doing anything, the person will disappear before your eyes.

I remained speechless. Yanami tilted her head in confusion.

“Less than 2 months, and then?”

“So, waiting for it to be over is the correct choice when giving something up, right?”

At least, that’s how I live. It’s the easiest way out, from what I know.

“...Yeah, that’s what I did. However, Komari-chan is a determined young maiden.”

“Young maiden?”

“Indeed, that’s why Komari-chan wants to vent her feelings properly. She wants to put a stop to it, even if it means pushing herself in preparation for her next love.”

Her next love. I started suspecting my ears with such unexpected words.

“...Someone has a crush on Komari?”

“Who knows? Komari-chan is very adorable too. Nukumizu-kun, someone may get a headstart before you if you keep dilly-dallying around, okay?”

Yanami seemed to be provoking me. She leaned toward me.

“Headstart? I’m not competing with Komari to see who’s getting loved first.”

“Eh, …that’s what you think?”

Yanami shrugged helplessly.

“Ah, that’s how Nukumizu-kun feels. It’s Nukumizu-kun, after all.”

I don’t know what she’s saying, but she’s clearly dissing me.

“Well, what about you, Yanami-san? Right, there’s a guy in a Shinsengumi costume.”

“Nishikawa-kun? Why did you bring him up?”

He interrupted my conversation with Yanami in the classroom. Even though this is trivial, I can subtly feel his intention.

“That guy is probably-”

I was about to say it, yet I hesitated.

“What?”

“Uh, well, …is he close to Yanami-san?”

“Hmm, how should I put it? I’ve been talking to him more lately. What’s wrong?”

She said as she chewed the bun.

Eh, didn’t this girl just finish her bun?

“That’s mine…”

Yanami ignored my feeble protest. Suddenly, her eyes brightened up. She seemed to have realized something.

“Eh? Don’t tell me, don’t tell me-?”

“W-What…?”

Yanami looks at my face. She is very interested.

“Don’t tell me…are you jealous of Nishikawa-kun? For real?”

Wha!? What is this girl saying?

“N-Nope-”

Yanami’s body shook around cheerfully.

“I see. Were you trying to cover your embarrassment when you subtly asked me whether I had a boyfriend? Also, people usually won’t talk about boyfriend stuff, right?”

This was the first thing this girl brought up during the entrance ceremony. I still remember that.

“You’ll feel lonely if I have a boyfriend, right? Nukumizu-kun, aren’t you looking adorable?”

“I-I told you that’s not true. I’m just a bit curious.”

“It’s fine. It’s fine. I’ll properly introduce him to you if I find someone I like. Nukumizu-kun, don’t get a headstart before me either, okay?”

“It’s…it’s not…”

I couldn’t hand but wrap my hands around my head. As for Yanami, she hummed a song as she took bites out of the bun.

Suddenly, I realized the strangeness of the silence around us.

It’s already past 8 PM. I can sense the gradual decrease of people in the school.

I slowly raised my head.

“...Be quiet.”

“Eh? What’s wrong?”

I gently put my finger on my lips and approached Yanami.

“Yanami-san.”

“Eh!? W-Wait…!”

Yanami started stuttering and backing up.

“I told you to be quiet.”

“Nukumizu-kun, it’s still too early for the school festival magic! Tomorrow! Let’s talk about this tomorrow, okay!?” [TL: Magic as in students quickly becoming couples.]

What is this girl saying?

“Shh. Konuki-sensei is recording us with a camera. Don’t say anything weird, alright?”

“...Ah?”

Yanami turned around stiffly. At this point, Konuki-sensei faces a camera toward us behind the corridor’s window.

She smiled and waved after realizing we had discovered her.

“Please think of sensei as the stains on the ceiling, you two. Don’t worry about these things. Here. Please continue.”

“There’s nothing to continue. Also, please say hi to us if sensei’s here.”

I patted my jacket as I stood up.

“Sensei thinks it’s bad to bother others. Let’s go back if it’s over. The school is about to close up.”

“It wasn’t even starting, alright? Well, Yanami-san, let’s go.”

Yanami stared at my face dazedly on the tatami.

“...Eh?”

“What ‘eh’? The school gate has already closed. Can you stand up?”

Yanami nodded silently and slowly stood up.

We followed sensei to the gate. Yanami was uncharacteristically quiet.

“You don’t seem energetic. Are you okay?”

“Y-Yeah, I guess.”

“Right. Yanami-san, why were you freaking out back then?”

“Ha!? Wasn’t that Nukumizu-kun’s fault!?”

“Ouch!?”

Yanami brutally poked my side. She left me behind and flew away like a meteor.

…She’s not a violent heroine. Why is she so angry?

“Ara ara, things are pretty heated between you two. Are you guys always so worked up?”

I don’t really understand what she meant, but sometimes, it’s better not to know.

I ignored sensei and picked up the pace to chase after Yanami and whatever that was in her head.

Intermission: Don’t Bother Your Neighbors Too Much

Just before sunrise, Chika Komari is adjusting her bowties before the mirror in a gloomy room.

Her elementary school little brother is still sleeping.

She gently got on her jacket to avoid waking him up. The cold air in the morning is stroking her skin through her shirt.

Koto-senpai called her yesterday night.

She heard that the preparation for the exhibition had been fully completed. Relief and dissatisfaction lingered in her heart.

She wasn’t there, nor did she hold on until the very last moment.

Komari looked at her little brother’s sleeping face again before pulling open the door.

It’s Tsuwabuki Fest. Today’s the last day she can be with the senpais in the Literature Club.

Komari quietly locked the door. She was catching her breath as she left before anyone found out.

Going out this early is guaranteed to raise concerns for her family.

She held her yawn in. Then, a seemingly familiar van stopped before her house.

There’s a Tsuwabuki student in it. Her glasses are sparkling under the morning rays.

“Hello, Komari-chan.”

“Eh!? W-Why is s-senpai here…!?”

“I felt like you were planning something when I called you yesterday. It looks like I’m right.”

Koto Tsukinoki raised her arm and pointed at the van with her thumb.

“I won’t allow Komari-chan to go to school alone when you’re so sleepy. Here. Please get on the van.”

“B-But I slept for a very long time yesterday. S-Senpai will be scolded if people see you driving…”

“You’re right, but I’m going to pretend I don’t know anything about that! Alright, let’s go!”

Koto forced Komari to sit next to her and turned on the engine.

The speakers are playing a CD about young men confessing their love to each other loudly.

“S-Senpai…”

“This is great, right? I only put this CD in on memorable occasions.”

“I-It’s close to my house, so p-please turn it down…”

Komari’s suggestion is reasonable. Koto quickly lowered the volume with a serious expression.

“You’re right. We can’t bother our neighbors too much.”

“Y-Yeah…”

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