Chapter 2
It has been a week since the shocking incident of the suspicious woman.
…Yes, I had been out of school for a week.
Who in their second year of high school would take a week off from the very beginning?
And it was a fake illness? My mothers knew I was faking it, but they didn't say anything. I'm glad they were so kind. I'm so thankful for them. I'll be spending Mother's Day and Father's Day next time, so please forgive me.
After spending a week lounging around in my room, I finally made up my mind to go to school, and today I was heading to school with heavy steps.
My bag was heavy. My legs are heavy. I can't do it. I haven't gotten to school yet, but I want to go home.
Every time I get closer to school, my steps naturally slow down.
I thought I would just turn around and go home, but somehow I made it to the classroom.
Good morning! I heard you caught a cold. Are you okay?
“Good morning! I'm fine now. I'm fine.
I'm fine. We were so worried about you!
I'm sorry I worried you so much! Thanks for calling.
I wondered how bad you were feeling, but you're in great spirits. You're cheating, aren't you?
“No, it's not that! It's just a cold!
“Okay, okay, I'll let it be that way.
I was happy that my friend Ichika was the first to talk to me, but I denied it, breaking out in a cold sweat, as if she knew I had a temporary illness.
I was so happy that my friend Ichika was the first to talk to me, but I denied it in a cold sweat as if she knew I was faking it. She handed me the notebook.
Is Ichika a god? I really appreciate her help.
I bowed my head in an exaggerated manner and said, “Ichika-sama! Ichika said, “I'm not bothered. and she accepted me. Oh, I love that about you, Ichika.
I went on with my life as usual, as if the events of a week ago had never happened.
I listened to class seriously, ate lunch, and went to the vending machine on the first floor to buy a drink with Ichika during lunch break.
There are always a lot of people around the vending machines. From first-year students to third-year students. They are drinking the drinks they bought on the spot and chatting about other things.
We usually head to our classrooms after buying our drinks, but there happened to be a friend from another classroom that we were good friends with, so we stayed there and talked with her.
At that moment, the people who were talking around us stopped.
The area around the vending machine, which was supposed to be noisy, became strangely quiet, and we naturally closed our mouths and looked around to see what was going on.
Then, a little further away from us, we saw a boy standing there. Our eyes fell on a boy standing there.
He was taller than the people around him by a head, and his stature, combined with his height, made him stand out from the crowd.
His black hair was pulled back in an all-black bun and the wrinkles between his eyebrows were deeply etched by default. It is rare to see such an expression. It is even more unusual for him to make such an expression, since he usually only has a grumpy look on his face.
And his gaze was straight at me.
I made a strange unintelligible voice in my brain. Someone should praise me for not saying it out loud.
The person staring straight at me was that person I met a week ago. He was the person I met a week ago, the person who is still my favorite person in the world, and the person who was my greatest love in my previous life.
Ugh, I want to run away. No, let's run away already.
Even though I had the courage to go to school after making that grand confession, I didn't have the courage to meet him before too much time had passed.
Even if I went to school, he was one grade above me, and I had never seen him before, so I thought it would be fine.
I thought it would be fine, but he said, “Ichika, I'm sorry. I'm not feeling well, so please tell the teacher I'm leaving.
What? What's wrong Mariko?
Before I could reply to Ichika's words, I ran in the opposite direction from where he was.
The most important thing to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and how to do it.
How is this possible! Why would I come to school for the first time in a week and meet Toraga on that first day!
He might be thinking, “I'm such a strange girl, I really don't want to get involved with him. He may be thinking, “I'm such a weird girl, I really don't want to get involved,” and I hope he does, but this is about my feelings, and I'm not ready to see him yet.
It's not that I don't want to see Toraga, okay? I'd watch him all the time if I could, okay? But it's just that I'm not in his line of sight and I'm the only one who wants to look at Toraga. …… Ohh, how selfish! Sorry!
Besides, I can't get back on my feet if he tells me to my face that I'm weird or something. ……
If someone I like told me to stay away from them or that they don't like me,…… oh, I'd cry just thinking about it,…….
I might quit school. That's how big he is to me. I'm not sure what to do with the rest of it.
The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good time with your family and friends.
The most important thing to remember is that you can't always get it on smoothly when you're in a hurry.
Good! That's good! Go me! Let's go home first and think about tomorrow!
As I ran to the gate, someone suddenly grabbed me by the left arm.
Aaaaahhhh!
I screamed with all my might on the spot, something I had not expected.
It was no use. It was like when a ghost appeared in front of me. My feelings are conveyed to you.
And who's there? I turned around and screamed again.
“Aaahhh!
Shut up!
Whisper it. Shut up.
I bit my lip and suppressed my scream.
It wasn't a ghost or anything that was holding my arm. It was Kurotetsu Toramasa, no matter how many times I saw him, no matter how many times I saw him, no matter how many times I saw him.
Ugh, guess, guess is holding my arm. It's warm. It's alive.
Why are you crying?
“D-D-D-D-Don't you dare!”
Who wouldn't be happy to be held by the one you love?
I can't. It's too hard. It's too hard on my heart. My heart is bursting.
Please let go of my arm, I'm dying.
I desperately pleaded with her, but she showed no sign of letting go of my arm.
I felt like I was going to die when Toramasa silently grabbed my arm and looked at me.
I feel like throwing up from nervousness and excitement. I feel sick. But if I throw up, I'll be pulled away even more.
I was biting my lip and trying to hold back my nausea, when Toraya opened his mouth to ask me, “Do you like me?
Do you like me?”
………? Yes? I like Toraga? What, you didn't get it from my confession a week ago?
I love you more than anything in the world.”
I answer the question immediately. If anything, his face is a straight face. Eh, what are you saying? What are you asking me about? I'm just asking the obvious.
Come to …… for a minute.”
After thinking for a while, Toraga pulled my arm. The place we arrived at was a family restaurant frequented by high school students.
I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea. It's so fresh. It's alive.
The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and how to do it.
I never thought he would be in such close proximity, right in front of me. …… If I had a soft heart, my heart would have stopped a few times. Good thing I have a strong heart. I'm so lucky. I'm so glad.
Oh, wait. Are we breathing the same air? Does the air that Toramasa exhaled exist around here? Is it floating around here? Do I have to pay for this? Can I breathe it for free? Calm down, yourself. The air is so delicious. No, I don't mean that. I mean, yes, the air is delicious!
Hey.”
Yes!”
I was so upset that I replied back in a crazy cheerful way. …… I hate it already… I want the serious air of a week ago back. Why was I born with such a hilarious brain. ……
Look, Toraga in front of me is looking at me with the eyes of a strange person…. Sure, I'm a weird person, but it's tough to get that kind of look from a quarry.
“…… want something to eat?”
Eh, Toramasa is kind ……. I'm so thankful that he cares about this woman even though she is a loner and a delinquent that it brings tears to my eyes.
I'm sure I knew she was a kind person because she was kind to the main character in the second half of the game. But I didn't expect him to be kind to a woman like her. I thought I knew everything about my guesses, but I only knew them as far as they appeared in the game, and when I meet them in real life, I discover something new. Really, when you know something like this, you realize that this person is really alive. I've said it many times, my guess is alive. It's amazing that my guess is alive.
“No, I'm fine with just water.
I'll take care of it.
“By all means, whatever you like, Mr. Kurotetsu…” “Why do I like water more than three meals? I'd rather drink water than eat three meals a day.
You probably don't know what I'm talking about, but I don't know what I'm talking about either. I can't make normal decisions with my guesses in front of me. What's this “I like water more than three times a meal” thing? It's the first time I said that.
Toraga may have been pushed by my momentum, or he may have pulled away, but he said only one word: “I see. Then he called the waiter and ordered a pizza. Pizza, you say, ma'am. If I ever come to this family restaurant again, I will definitely order a pizza.
If we order pizza and eat pizza, we are indirectly eating each other's pizza, which is like eating the same pizza.
Sorry, I said something strange again. I don't understand.
We didn't talk while the pizza was coming.
I spoke to him only that one time. Now that I can make a sane decision, I can't do such a fearful thing.
My mouth was parched from nerves and I couldn't hold it for long, so I desperately drank some water and ran out of water for myself. What am I going to do? What am I going to do?
Just as I was thinking that, a glass of water was placed in front of me.
I followed the hand holding the glass of water and realized that Toramasa had given me his own water.
Do you want a drink?”
Hey, wait a minute, brother. No, you can't do that, because I just saw it. You put your mouth on it. You put that in front of me and asked me if I wanted a drink. If I ask you, the demon inside me will go berserk. Of course the answer is yes.
There is no other answer but yes. I will take whatever I can get. But I should pay for it.
So I pull out my wallet from my bag and grab a thousand-yen bill.
What are you going to do with it?
“Well, I'm going to pay for water…”
Are you an idiot?
“Oh, that's right, I'm sorry.”
Saying that, I grabbed the 10,000 yen bill.
I thought it would be about that much because I had sold water with an illustration of my guess printed on the label for 1,000 yen in a previous life, but I thought, right, I actually touched it, put it in my mouth, and drank the water, so 1,000 yen is not enough.
It seems that my brain was not yet able to make a normal decision.
Toramasa grabbed my arm that was holding the 10,000 yen bill.
Was 10,000 yen not enough?
That's not true, you idiot. Why are you trying to pay for water?
I don't think Kurotetsu-san is getting the water he drank for free, do you?
You know… I'm not so corrupt as to get paid for something like that.
What, you mean I can drink this water for free?
What else is there?
You're kidding, right? The moment Toraga put his mouth on it, it turned into holy water.
・・・・・・ Real is amazing… I'm about to cry again.
The waitress who brought us pizza on the way looked at us with a gawking face, but we dared not go through with that.
From the side, it looked like we were mugging him… Sorry, Toraga-san. I'll give you money secretly from now on.
I caught Toraga eating pizza out of the corner of my eye. My guess is he is eating food to live. He is trying to live. I was so moved. I couldn't help but worship him. I put my hands together and said Namu Namu Namu. Oh no, this is the kind of thing you do to the Buddha. No, no, no, not “Nanmu Nanmu,” but “Thank you, thank you, thank you. There is no difference in movement.
Well… I looked at the water in front of me while saying that in my mind.
This is the water that Toramasa sipped. The rest of the water that I sipped was just for the plants. I was thinking about what to do with the water that seemed to be clothed in divine energy because Toramasa had put it in his mouth.
Do I drink this? No, no, that would kill my heart. Take it home? Freeze it and keep it as a family heirloom? Oh, then I want this cup too. Can they sell these to me? I wonder if I can ask the shopkeeper.
Ah, just in time, a shopkeeper comes along.
“Excuse me, but is it possible for you to sell me this cup? ……It's nothing.”
I said, “I'm sorry. The clerk smiled and left the place. Oh no, I may not be able to go to this family restaurant anymore. I think my name is definitely written on the list of weirdos.
While I was thinking about the water, he had probably finished his pizza and put his empty plate on the edge of the table.
He looked at me with a puzzled look on his face and said, “Drink your water here. “Drink your water here, and don't try to take your glass home.
Wiss.”
Shit, so why do I say what I think? It's not a whistle. Yes, right there. Who are you talking to, Toraga-sama, you son of a bitch?
But the fact that he brushed off my reply means that he already thinks I'm the kind of woman who would say something like this to him. At the very least, I wanted to act like a lady in front of the person I love. It's too late for that, though.
I understand that you didn't confess to me because someone told you to.
I'm glad you understand.
Oh, you thought someone told you and forced you to confess?
The most important thing to remember is that you can't just take a chance on a new person and expect them to be happy. I'm glad that doubt has been cleared up.
I also now know that you're a jerk who likes me.”
……wiss.”
Oh, I knew he thought I was a jerk. I felt a stab in my heart. It hurts, it hurts. The most important thing to remember is that you can't just take a look at your own personal information. I just held my heart quietly and gently….
Have you and I met before?
No, I've only seen you from afar at school…
Then why did you fall in love with me?
Love at first sight.
I'm not lying. I fell in love with you from the moment I saw your illustrations in my previous life.
What did you fall in love with about me?
Everything. I love everything about you, your looks, your voice, your gestures, everything.
“Your looks, you know… …….”
Oh, shoot. This is the woman I fell in love with based on looks alone! No, it's true that I fell in love with her because of her looks. I mean, she's the best looking woman I've ever met, but to say she's the best looking woman in front of me, it's like you're only looking at her looks.
I'd like to say that I like her personality too, but then they'd wonder where I got that information. I'd like to say that I like her because she has a cute gap in that her favorite food is sweet, but if I said that I'd be accused of stalking her and the police would be called. I can't say, “No, I know you from a game. I can't say that.
There are so many things I want to tell you, you know? I want to tell him that his words at that moment were the most piercing, or that I like the serious expression he shows when he's in the moment, or that I like his smile because it's cute and cool again, or that he casually walks on the side of the road when he and the main character are going to school on a rainy day. He is kind. You also give him things that he likes, which is cute even though you like them too. But there's no way you can say.
'Yes, looks really are my type. You may think I'm a woman who only looks good, but I think she's really beautiful and good looking,…… and I don't think there's anyone who wouldn't fall in love with someone like her. Is that David? I'm in a museum and I'm like, “Is that a work of art? I think it's so beautiful that it will leave its mark on the world, and I'm convinced that it's a living work of art.
Talkative, talkative, talkative. I'm blown away by his eloquence.
Gross? Gross? Stalker? Whatever it is, it doesn't matter anymore. All I have to do is show how much I like Toraga, and we're only going to high school together for one year anyway. And he's right in front of me and we're talking alone, right? This will never happen again, right? If that's the case, I want to live my life by conveying all the feelings I've stored up from my previous life. Yes, that's right. If you don't, you'll regret it. If you just tell them, it's free. Yes, free.
The shape of her forehead is beautiful, her eyes are beautiful with their piercing gaze, her gray eyes are as beautiful as jewels, and her nose and mouth are perfect. A living work of art. No, I can't give it a score, it's beyond the universe. Infinite.
…… Oh, oh.
And I have no complaints about the body either. No, I want to tell you so much that I think it's okay if people think that, even though they might think that a piece of garbage like me has no complaints or what I'm talking about. I have no complaints. I love his big hands, his height, and his manly appearance. I can see through his uniform that his arms are thick and his chest plate is thick, and even though you can't see it, I can tell through his uniform that he must have a great waist too. I love it. It's wonderful. He is the ideal person with all of my ideals packed into him. And her voice is also very nice, nothing to complain about. I was surprised that such a vocal cord exists. It's thrilling to listen to it. I want to pay for it. I want to pay him every day to give thanks for being alive. I want to pay to see them. Please let me pay you.
“…….”
I got a big kick out of that.
He leaned back slightly and I didn't miss it. I'm about to burst into tears, but I did it to myself! Well, I'm blown away and I'm kind of on a high! I'm having fun!
That look on your face is wonderful, too. I love the way you have so many different expressions, it really makes me feel alive. I can't look away for a shutter chance every second.”
…….
The veins on the back of her hand are sexy. There are veins. I'm alive, and I'm grateful for that. I'll say it again and again, thank you for being born. I want to affirm everything about you.
…….
And it smells really good. I'm a new discovery. Please tell me about your perfume later. I'll buy it. I'll hang it in my room and make it a family heirloom. I will pass it down from generation to generation and my descendants will worship it.”
“…….”
“Aaahhh, I see myself in your eyes, Mr. Kurotetsu. I can die now. I love your beautiful eyes, I love you. The only thing that comes out is a sigh. The most important thing to remember is that you can't get a better deal than this. She is a living miracle. Thank you, I'm witnessing a miracle right now.”
…….
“I love her collarbone. I'm not sure if it's a good idea or not, but I'm sure it's a good idea. I'm not sure if it's a high school student or not, but it's a very sexy one.” “Wait a minute.
I was just giving my thoughts and feelings and then I was stopped. I still had something to say but it was much clearer.
The most important thing to remember is that you can't tell what kind of expression is on Toraga's face because he's holding his face with one hand.
I'm not sure what expression he has on his face. I've talked a lot and I'm thirsty, let's drink some water. —I'll drink some water… I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot! It's an indirect kiss, I'm a girl, I'm conscious of such things. I'm so excited I'm going to throw up.
“Okay, I can see how much you like me.”
“Really? Did you really get it?
“Yeah, so shut your mouth already.”
Okay, mommy.
You… you…
I made an X with both index fingers in front of my mouth and said, “I won't talk. The first thing to do is to make an X with the index fingers of both hands in front of your mouth to express with your body. His face has a dumbfounded expression but a smile on his mouth. It's a lie, my guess is smiling because of my action. I am glad to be alive. I can live with just these memories.
“…I thought you were a strange woman a week ago, but I thought you were more quiet.”
“…….”
But you're even weirder than I thought.
Hi, I am a woman who was recognized as a strange woman by my guess. If I can be remembered by Toraga even as a strange woman, I'll be happy.
“I'm a woman who only looks good, but …… I've never met a woman who said she liked me this much.”
Well, it's not easy to find someone who can say this to you. I've already told you how I really feel because I'm willing to die for it.
But I think there are many women who like you, don't you? You are popular, right? You are aware of it, aren't you? I think there are a lot of people who like him as much as I do, just because they can't say it. There was a girl in my previous life who was also a fan of Toraga, but she talked about him every day and bought a lot of men's clothes just because she thought he looked good on her. She was the type of person who showed her love through her actions. If she had a boyfriend in real life, she would pay him a lot of money. I'm the type of person who wants to contribute a lot because I don't have a lot of money. If I were an oil tycoon, I would give him everything he wanted, but I'm so frustrated. …… I want to be an oil tycoon in my next life.
“But your strange words like that ……… made me feel like my existence was acknowledged.”
-I felt like you were acknowledging my existence-
Aaaaahhhh! Oh no, that's not the right line! Late in the game! That's what you say to the main character! Woooooooo! I got to hear it live! But I was the one who heard it! I'm so sorry!
And that line is the line that Toraga says to me after he confides in me about his background and his problems, not something you can casually hear at a family restaurant! Oh, my God, this line is really a very moving line. I can't tell you how much I cried during the scene where he said this line….
Toraga did not receive any love from his parents because he was their second son. He became a delinquent because he wanted to feel that he was alive, even if just a little, and he felt alive when he was fighting. I wanted my existence to be acknowledged every day.
You said that line with tears in your eyes because of the love your protagonist gives you and the happiness that he acknowledges you. You can't watch that without tears, and it's not even a still because the other person is a mob girl, not the protagonist! But I just want you to get the awesomeness of the line! This is an important line, essentially!
Oh, I'm crying now that I remember…. I really want Toraga to be happy. …… Toramasa's happiness is my happiness…ugh, I'm crying…… I want her to be happy……. I don't know who Heroine-chan will get together with, but if it's Toramasa, do your best to make her happy. I'm cheering for her from the shadows.
You really do cry a lot.”
A voice like a dazed one descends on me.
I found myself surprised at how weak my lachrymal gland is. No, it's not that. It's because of Toramasa that I cry so easily. I'm sorry for shedding tears so lightly. They say that tears are a woman's weapon, but if I cry so much, they won't be a weapon at all. I mean, those words existed only for beautiful women, not for a mobster woman like myself. That's right, that's right.
I don't mind if you talk.
I like you so much I really don't know what to say.
“You mean that as soon as you open your mouth?”
Tora Ya laughed.
The corners of his mouth are turned up so that you can see his teeth. I love jagged teeth. I love it. Her smile is so cute. All I can say is “precious. I can live with her smile.
Unintentionally covering my mouth, I cried more.
I can't stop crying. Don't underestimate the destructive power of your guess's smile. Don't underestimate the destructive power of your guess's smile when you see it live, not through a game. Your world will blossom. It's on the level of a weeklong parade of gratitude.
You really like me, don't you?”
Saying that, Toraga scooped up my tears with his index finger.
I was so shocked that my time stopped, my tears stopped, and my heart stopped for a moment.
What is this guy trying to kill me? Why is she being so nice to me like she is to the main character? You're a mob girl, you shouldn't be so careless like that. But thank you. Beautiful, your finger brushed against my cheek. I love it. He's really handsome. Try having someone with an unbelievable type of face do that to you? Your face will turn into a tomato. Or a habanero. That's how red your face turns.
You don't even have to look in the mirror to see your face turning red. My face is hot. Someone please bring me some ice. I have a serious burn on my face. My face and heart are seriously injured.
My face is so red.
Hey, hey. Don't use that line for the heroine all the time. If you're talking to a mob like this, what kind of lines are you going to say to the heroine? Please let me record it.
Don't sell your words cheap, ever. The mob's heart is strong, but it's already dying. It's a miracle that it's still moving.
The world is so bright.
I don't know what that means.
I'm so confused that I can't help but say words I don't understand. Yes, yes, the world is bright. But it's not quite right to say that here, is it? Toraga is smiling, but I'm pretty sure he's having trouble reacting, so let's just be quiet and zip up our mouths.
“Give me your cell phone.”
I'm not an idiot who doesn't lend my cell phone to my guesser when he asks me to do so.
I handed Toraga the cell phone in my pocket, and he took control of my phone and immediately gave it back to me.
What on earth did he do? No, in a novel or comic book, it would be a pattern with my cell phone number in it, but I'm a mobster who knows his place. I'm a self-respecting mobster. How could there be such a delicious turn of events?
“That's my number.”
Toraga's words were met with a standing ovation in my heart. Everyone in the audience rose to their feet, applauding like a storm and shedding tears.
I stood on the stage and waved to them with tears in my eyes. Thank you, thank you all! I got my guess's cell phone number! Thank you!
-I will never give up my cell phone, even if it kills me.
I resolved strongly in my mind and worshipped my cell phone.
Toraga told me to stop, but I stole his eyes and secretly worshipped it again.
