I Kept Silently Supporting the Lowest-Ranked Idol in the Popularity Rankings, Before I Knew It, I Was in a Shuraba
When I woke up, what came into my view was a strange ceiling. The feeling of softness…am I lying on a futon?
How did this happen? My memory is hazy. As I recall, Tsuyuri san talked to me after school, we became friends for some reason, and when I was about to leave, I felt a strange feeling in my body. …… Yeah, I remember everything.
It wasn’t vague or anything. I didn’t wake up my body, but only looked around the room with my eyes.
There is nothing strange about it. Just like in the living room, there are cute stuffed animals displayed here and there.
If this were a romantic comedy, I would have been handcuffed and stuck in here, but that’s not the case. I’m just lying on the bed.
Where in the world is the landlord? I want to thank her for making her worry so much
But if I suddenly get up and try to find her, I can see the future that I will be carried back to the bed when I find her.
I hope she comes back soon. My body is fine now. The elation I felt at that moment? I don’t have that elation I felt at the time anymore.
I feel refreshed.
“Haa, I’m hungry. I guess I should get out of here.”
Slowly, I get up so as not to make a sound and quietly open the door. It’s a nice house, so there’s no grating noise. It was really comfortable.
“Is anyone home?”
The living room is deserted, and I don’t sense anyone in the house. Eh, how often do you leave a man you just met for the first time today, even if he is your friend, alone?
No. If I listen carefully, I can hear the sound of running water.
Is Tsuyuri san in the shower? I look at my watch and see that it is past nine o’clock, which is not a strange time to be in the shower.
Shall I write a letter and leave? I feel sorry to disturb her until this late hour.
Tsuyuri san has been very kind to me, but I’m sure she feels that I’m really a nuisance.
I am sure we will meet again at school. Until then, it’s goodbye.
I left Tsuyuri san’s house with a letter.
※Tsuyuri’s point of view
“I’m having fun. Fun, fun”
I just finished up and was taking a shower. I’ve not used the most important thing yet, by the way.
“I wonder what his face would look like if he knew I was Narimiya Ruria. Fufu, this really is perfect.”
My appearance at school is a temporary form to hide from the world. The real me is the one who acts as a sherbet.
My real name itself is Mashiro Tsuyuri. If I were to falsify my name, I wouldn’t be able to go to school.
My real hair color is white. Because of this color, I have been teased a lot since I was little. I’m not a bad-looking girl, so I wasn’t the target of bullying, but I knew that they were making fun of me behind my back.
So when I entered junior high school, I started wearing a wig. I also change the color of my eyes with color contacts.
To sum up, my name is Mashiro Tsuyuri, but my real appearance is the one I had when I was a sherbet.
The reason why I reveal my true appearance when I am an idol is because I thought I would be accepted as an idol.
…… but in reality, even the fans of sherbet smoked me out and for a while I was thinking of quitting. I resigned myself to the fact that I would have to live in a false appearance for the rest of my life.
But I was able to continue because of my friends, the few fans I had, and most importantly, Akkun.
At first, I treated him like a normal fan. But he was the only one who always rushed to where I was and whispered his love to me.
Before I knew it, I was crazy about him. I worked hard at my idol activities just for him. Whenever I worked hard, Akkun would whisper love to me.
I couldn’t stand it anymore. I wanted to be one with him. I knew he was at the same school as me. So today, I made up my mind, talked to him, and finished what I was doing before he was even aware of it.
Now he was mine. Even though he was asleep, he would respond pleasantly to my techniques. Now his body will never forget my body.
Now all that is left is his mind.
I can’t wait for him to know that I actually call him akkun behind his back. If we go out, he will call me Mashiro and I will call him Akkun.
“Okay, let’s go up.”
My plan from now on is to sleep with him next to him when he is probably asleep.
This is the first dream to come true with him, sleeping together.
“Mmmmmm~~!”
I feel good! Sleep with him, sleep with him, sleep with him!
“Ha?”
He’s not here. Where did he go? Akkun.
“Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he? Where is he?!!!!!”
A letter left behind? This is Akkun’s handwriting.
“Haaaa, why is he leaving on his own?”
????
“Maybe I should check out VTuber.”
Maiasa