I’m Incompetent and a Failure, and My Childhood Friend, Who Is a Beautiful Kyoto Dialect Vice President Idol on the Outside but in Reality Is a Menhera Yandere, Is Dependent on Me, but Please, Leave Me Alone!
I don’t know when was the last time I had a childhood friend over to my house, and I am pretty sure it had not been in years.
When she entered the house, this woman was scampering around, looking very happy and wondered what was so unusual about her.
I don’t know what made my mother so happy, but she said, “Oh my God!
“Araaa!! Welcome Akemi! chan”
Mother was all-out welcoming attitude.
Mother seems to have been in contact with Akemi for who knows how long, and they are usually good friends.
Our parents have always been close, and these two are also very close.
I quietly put a lid on my feelings, feeling fed up with the fact that she might be more affectionate with her than her own son.
“Hello aunt, as promised, I have come to visit to teach Aki-kun studies.”
“Ara, thank you so much~, Akiru listen to her properly, okay?”
“…….”
“Moou, you are really… sorry, okay? Akemi chan.”
“Don’t worry about it~”
“That’s enough… let’s get out of here.”
I said that and walked quickly to my room.
Akemi followed me with a giggle and a smile on her face.
My room is not that messy, but it’s not the kind of room you can put a girl in.
The bed is piled up with a bunch of otaku and manga magazines, and there is a video game console that is ready to run at any time.
There’s no template for erotic books lying around today, but…
After a thorough search in my mind for anything that might not be a good idea if this girl saw it, I couldn’t think of anything in particular, so I tried to act as nonchalant as possible and entered the room.
“Fufu, the room is just as I expected, which is a great relief.”
“Well, thank you…”
“Well, well, I wonder if there are any ero books about childhood friends~”
“I don’t have that kind of thing…what are you doing here, Kosaka-san?”
“Again you call me by my last name……Akemi is okay you know? Aki-kun?”
“Don’t be unreasonable…”
“Well, I don’t mind for now, but the question I asked you earlier was, of course, to help you with your studies. Did you expect something else?”
“Haa?! That’s not true…”
“Eh~, really~?”
I flinched at Akemi’s deceptive smile… I don’t like this girl, but when I see an exceptionally good-looking girl in front of me, I naturally get upset, and I am wary of her.
And with this woman in front of me, who is so beautiful that she is considered an idol by the whole class…or even the whole school…is this something that can’t be helped?
But I don’t understand.
Why does she care about me?
What’s in it for her…?
I can’t think of a single element that would benefit a bottom-of-the-barrel nerd like me.
I have no idea what she’s up to.
Akemi sits down in a chair with a polite posture and lines up beside me.
The list of mathematical formulas she whispers to me in a voice that is pleasant to the ear, but which normally never enters my mind, strangely enough, fits easily into my head.
Smart people are also good at teaching.
She explained the problem in a way that was easy to understand and in an orderly fashion that matched my level of understanding.
Even an idiot can understand why something is the way it is and how it came to be, if the process is explained from the beginning.
Studying is a ritual to reconfirm that I am an idiot.
This girl is teaching me how to study.
Kosaka Akemi’s way of teaching is easy to understand.
There is no discomfort that I feel when studying.
The logic to solve the equations entered my mind naturally.
I thought it was fun.
I felt it was worthwhile.
But these are sensations that I could never have experienced on my own.
I could never have experienced them without the help of Kosaka Akemi.
I was frustrated by that in any case.
I understand that I am not worthy of it.
I should not be jealous of Kosaka Akemi.
Still…
I was helplessly frustrated, miserable, and angry.