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!
Kosaka Akemi was pounding her beloved pillow on the bed in her room with both hands.
The next moment, however, she threw the pillow against the wall with all her might, and after a dull bossing sound, it fell according to gravity.
“Haha…what was that…I’m so pissed off…you’re ignoring my existence…I’m really pissed off…”
Her beautiful hair is shaggy and flyaway, she is breathing hard, and her face is red with anger.
Akemi was displaying in her room an abomination that you would never normally see at school.
“What the hell…what the hell…what the hell…I’m so angry, so angry, so angry! All you do is play games and play with toys rather than me… how much of a child is Akiru… normally… a man would look at a woman!”
I tried to anticipate Akiru’s behavior by predicting his actions and asking his mom, and tried to close the distance between us at once by suppressing where we were going out on Saturday morning, but I was interrupted unexpectedly.
How much more can that student council president make me uncomfortable?
My plan was ruined because of him….
Akiru was strange to begin with.
Why is he so obsessed with such an incomprehensible thing when I’m standing next to him… He’s dependent on an imaginary woman and obsessed with a piece of plastic.
I don’t understand.
I’m here…
There’s always a woman to touch…
“Don’t….don’t….calm down….me….”
If you lose your cool, you will fail to do anything.
I am Kosaka Akemi.
The idol of the current school with the best looks and brains.
When I was in junior high school, there was no point in going to this high school, which I had researched from my mom and my teacher at the time, instead of going to the recommended high school that I had originally wanted to go to. Yes, even though I came to such a bottom school, I chose to be with Akiru.
In order not to regret that choice, I must make Akiru understand my position.
“Well… Akiru is a useless child who can’t do anything without me… I wish I could take care of him…
…But…but…it would be no good if I denied Akiru…I wish I could protect Akiru, including his faults…”
Akiru is concerned about the gap between me and him….
Talent…appearance… humanity… athleticism… physical ability… intelligence…
None of these things Akiru can beat me.
Even though he is a man, Akiru cannot beat me in physical ability and athleticism.
Certainly, I would lose to Akiru if we were to arm-wrestle or engage in a simple contest of strength.
A woman and a man.
Gender difference.
This is something that cannot be helped.
A woman cannot beat a man in arm strength.
The structure of the body is fundamentally different.
That is why Akiru would not be happy even if he beat me in an arm-wrestling match, because that would not mean that he is right up there with me.
And I don’t want to deny Akiru either.
I want to see Akiru in his current disgraceful state.
There is no point in enslaving him by force.
I don’t like that he plays games.
I don’t like that he plays plastic models.
But that doesn’t mean that I should take them away from Akiru and hunt him down.
It is an act that spoils Akiru’s original Akiru-ness.
That is not what I want to do.
Akiru’s heart is fragile and soft.
What Akiru values…the elements that make him who he is.
If I deny those things, he will be empty.
I broke him in junior high school.
I cornered him, I pushed him, I cracked his fragile psyche.
As a result, he became an introvert.
He used to be stupid but cheerful, but now he is a self-deprecating introvert.
He began to avoid me.
I must not repeat that mistake.
If I push him any further, I will only lose him….
I do not want to destroy Akiru.
“I just want to see his distorted face.”
I am aware that I am distorted, but I cannot stop myself.
Once I am immersed in this swamp…
一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一一
Bad…that’s all I have to say.
I didn’t think the student council president was a resident of this side.
This is a happy miscalculation on my part.
Nonomura is also an otaku, but he is basically only interested in the bishojo genre.
The student council president is the robot otaky I’ve been looking for.
I forgot about the conflict with the student council president and got too excited talking about otaku.
Yes, I got too excited….
This was not good.
What’s worse, Kosaka Akemi was there.
She has no interest in otaku culture, whether it’s pretty girls or robots.
There was no way she could keep up with the otaku talk between me and the student council president, so we left her alone for an entire hour.
After that, she didn’t say a word and seemed to be in a foul mood all the time.
Her face was so grumpy that it looked as if she was saying, “I’m on edge right now.”
By the time the student council president and I noticed this, it was already too late. She had originally planned to hold a study session in my room after purchasing the plastic models, but she just went home.
The problem is that Akemi is in a bad mood.
That woman has a very strong influence in the school.
If she were to plan any kind of retaliation, my school life would quickly become as cold as the absolute zero temperatures of the lowest level of hell.
“Haa..what’s the reason for hem to hang around me after all…?”
I can’t figure this out.
The relationship was not as bad in the past as it is now.
I think we were close in our own way as childhood friends and got along reasonably well.
Even though we’re the same age, I’ve always left everything to her, who I consider to be my older sister, and I’ve always had a tendency to depend on her. I felt a sense of crisis, thinking that I couldn’t keep going like this, but I just ignored my laziness. Still, the romantic feelings for her that were smoldering inside me were making me explode, thinking that there was no way it was okay to stay like this.
She is beautiful and popular.
It was natural for someone to confess their feelings for her, and I had seen her get fed up with it many times.
That’s why I couldn’t confess to her, and even if I did, I knew the outcome would be obvious.
I’ve known her since childhood…I’ve watched her for a long time, so I know.
I don’t have romantic feelings for her.
She has never been in love with anyone.
That includes me, of course.
In her mind, love is equivalent to child’s play, a silly child’s game.
It’s the equivalent of the video games and plastic models I like.
That’s why I never thought of confessing my feelings to her.
But I wanted to be next to her.
So even if I couldn’t study, I wanted something to stand next to her.
That’s why I worked so hard in junior high school.
But in the end, it was all in vain.
My efforts and hard work were equally a child’s play for her.
It was meaningless, equivalent to games, plastic models, and love.
So I gave up.
I decided to leave her side and abandon all my longing and romantic feelings for her.
I was hoping she would stop me.
“Boring…”
She said that and simply left me.
For about a year, from the middle of my junior year to the middle of my freshman year of high school…
I thought our relationship had cooled off.
But I could still hear about her fame.
She was active there.
She got a high score in something.
She won an award in something.
She was elected vice-president of the student council.
They compare us and make fun of us just because we’ve known each other since childhood,
I was made to feel jealous just because we had been friends since childhood, and I was even asked to act as an go-between for Akemi because he wanted to confess his feelings to her… Anyway, I have nothing but bad memories of the past year.
“Haa…I don’t know what to do…”
I have no idea why she started contacting me recently.
I don’t know what to think about it, so for now, I’m assembling the plastic model I bought, watching YouTube, and watching my favorite V-tubers’ videos.
“But V-tubers are always getting into scandals…”
I know that not many V-tubers are involved in scandals, but I can’t help but notice them when they are featured on the Internet news.
The other day, a V-tuber with a gyaru character who had been unknown until now, caused a firestorm when she cracked her real identity, and she was the center of attention at once.
Apparently, the digital tattoo of the person inside was exposed, and it was a huge sensation.
“People love other people’s misfortune…”
People sneer at other people’s failures and misfortunes.
The most popular is the fact that Kosaka Akemi’s childhood friend and alleged boyfriend, me, is the perfect target at school.
That’s probably why….
If I get a red mark on a test…
If I embarrass myself in class…
If I stumble in gym class…
Everyone smirks and giggles.
Maybe I’m just being self-conscious.
But I can’t help but feel that way.
“Anyway… if I don’t do anything, I’ll be in trouble… somehow or other…”
Next week’s school will become an irreversible hell.
However, as I admit to myself and others that I am incompetent, there is no way I can come up with any good ideas, so the time passes in vain and only plastic models are being assembled.
Then I heard my mother’s voice calling me.
When I turned my head to see what was going on, she said something like this.
“Hey, aren’t you going to Akemi chan’s house today?”
“He? Why?”
“Haa…You really don’t understand women’s feelings, do you?~ here!”
With that, the mother handed me a bag of something.
Inside was a package of sweets.
“What’s this?”
“You can’t go to Kosaka-san’s house empty-handed, can you? Now, get out of here.”
“Mother…”
I’m not sure how my mother knew that I was going to have a study session with Akemi today, and there are many other things I’m curious about.
The fact that I met Akemi this morning must have been a coincidence, and the fact that my mother knows that Akemi is coming to the house today is absolutely strange.
I dare not miss this opportunity that my mother has created for me.
But going to Akemi’s house…to the Kosaka’s family?
Me…?
Will they let me up?
That is the most important question right now.