Episode 57 – The Mob Can’t Escape the Over-the-Top Heroines


Iโ€™ve Been Reincarnated as the Childhood Friend of a Doomed Heroine. Since I Donโ€™t Want to Get Caught up in Her Bad Ending, Iโ€™ll Make Sure She Ends up Happy


That day, too, Yukimi Shichikajo was spending her after-school hours in the art room.

She looked out the classroom window and took a deep breath.

No club members had come.

That was because this was a private studio room located at the very back of the art room.

To be honest, the club members were so afraid of Yukimi that they rarely even showed up in the first place, but letโ€™s set that aside for now.

โ€œLooks like heโ€™s been hitting on other girls again lately,โ€

Yukimi muttered, her gaze fixed on Kyota and Ouka, who had come into view.

The two were currently walking out of the school gate, deep in conversation.

They seemed to get along quite well, but what exactly was their relationship?

For Yukimiโ€”who normally took no interest in others and avoided any involvement with themโ€”there was no way she would know about an unassuming, introverted girl from a lower grade.

Intrigued, Yukimi watched them intently until they disappeared from view.

Just thenโ€”

A door that was normally kept locked swung open, and someone entered from outside.

โ€œโ€ฆYouโ€™re so presumptuous. I donโ€™t even remember calling you in the first place, you know?โ€

It goes without saying why no one ever enters this room.

After all, Yukimiโ€”someone no one wants to get involved with to begin withโ€”is bound to snap and bare her murderous intent.

No one would intrude here knowing that.

However, the person who just walked in showed no sign of caring and smiled defiantly.

โ€œYou treat Kyota-kun quite differently, donโ€™t you?โ€

โ€œWell, thatโ€™s because I hate him.โ€

โ€œDoes that mean you like Kyota-kun?โ€

โ€œHehe, interpret it however you like.โ€

After saying that, Yukimi finally turned around.

Standing right in front of her was her sassy underclassman.

The only girl at this school who openly defies her.

Hanesaki Shinori

Ever since Yukimi started paying attention to Kyota, Shinoriโ€™s attitude toward her had turned defiant.

And it was all Yukimiโ€™s fault for provoking her in the first place.

โ€œAnyway, what do you want?โ€

That said, she had no idea why sheโ€™d barged in like this, so she tilted her head in confusion.

โ€œWhen I finished my duty as class representative and returned to the classroom, Kyota-kun wasnโ€™t there, so I came to pick a fight with you to take it out on you.โ€

โ€œIโ€™m going to lock you out.โ€

โ€œAhaha, just kidding.โ€

Shinoriโ€™s way of speaking sounded uncannily like Kyotaโ€™s.

Yukimi felt a little annoyed, wondering if sheโ€™d picked up his mannerisms from spending so much time with him.

Just then, she finally got to the point.

โ€œI know you have feelings for Kyota, Shichikajo-senpai. Thatโ€™s exactly why thereโ€™s something I want to share with you.โ€

โ€œWhat is it?โ€

โ€œIt seems heโ€™s about to go on a date with a girl other than us.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

At that moment, Yukimi felt a sense of dread for the first time since entering this school.

Should she say she was struck by a sudden wave of cowardice?

In short, she was so overwhelmed by the girl standing before her that she instinctively braced herself for a split second.

Shinori was usually just an ordinary girlโ€”for better or worseโ€”but today she seemed different.

She had the feeling that beneath the thin, forced smile she was wearing, a bottomless darkness lurked.

โ€œIs that the girl he was walking with just now?โ€

โ€œOh, so you know her. Ouka Shiraki. Sheโ€™s in the class next door and doesnโ€™t really stand out, but lately sheโ€™s been clinging to Kyota-kun a lot. When I took a closer look, sheโ€™s actually pretty cute, but she seemed suspicious, so Iโ€™ve been keeping an eye on her.โ€

โ€œKeeping an eye on her? โ€”โ€”Oh, no, go on.โ€

โ€œThen today, she mentioned something about plans to go to a cafรฉ, so itโ€™s confirmed.โ€

As Yukimi listened, she felt a sense of unease.

โ€”Why does this girl seem to know Kyota Toyonoโ€™s movements as if it were a given?

As far as Yukimi knew, the two werenโ€™t actually dating.

When sheโ€™d asked him about it, heโ€™d denied it.

But the way she was talking now made it seem as if sheโ€™d already become his girlfriend.

โ€œJust to be clear, youโ€™re not his girlfriend, are you?โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s right.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

โ€œBut Iโ€™m his childhood friend. Plus, heโ€™s the type to always run wild on his own and do reckless things behind the scenes, so if I donโ€™t keep an eye on him, heโ€™ll probably get hurt againโ€ฆ Donโ€™t you worry about him?โ€

โ€œI suppose so.โ€

Yukimi nodded at Shinori, who spoke in a deadpan tone.

That said, since sheโ€™d essentially gotten dragged into it herself last time, she did have some reservations.

Thinking there was some truth to that, Yukimi found herself convinced.

โ—‡

Yukimi and Shinori had since made their way to Hiraoka Station, which was bustling with young people.

They sat at a window seat in a fast-food restaurant, staring intently at the steakhouse across the street.

Seeing Yukimi with her binoculars at the ready, Shinori muttered, looking slightly put off.

โ€œโ€ฆThatโ€™s pretty serious, isnโ€™t it?โ€

โ€œYou were the one who suggested we tail them, werenโ€™t you?โ€

โ€œW-wait a minute. I didnโ€™t say Iโ€™d go that far! I just said I was curious. I only suggested, โ€˜Why donโ€™t we just take a quick look?โ€™ โ€ฆI never imagined it would go this far.โ€

After that, Shinori suggested to Yukimi that they keep an eye on the two.

Though slightly put off by Shinoriโ€™s over-the-top enthusiasm, Yukimi went along with it because it seemed interesting.

Using her natural stealth skills, she effortlessly got behind them and was immediately able to track their movements.

โ€œStill, youโ€™re really good at this. Do you follow people around all the time?โ€

โ€œCould you please not say such rude things?โ€

Yukimi felt a momentary flash of irritation at Shinoriโ€™s blunt remark.

For a split second, she seriously considered having someone tail Shinori from morning till night.

But she quickly shook her head.

If any reports of strange, lewd behavior were to surface, it would just make things awkward.

Setting aside the fact that this concern wasnโ€™t entirely unfounded for a self-destructive heroine addicted to m*sturbation, Shinori pouted.

โ€œAnyway, I never wouldโ€™ve guessed that Shiraki-san was that popular model, โ€˜Ouka.โ€™โ€

โ€œI was definitely surprised, too.โ€

โ€œPlus, Kyota-kun is acting unusually love-struck. Heโ€™s never shown me that kind of expression beforeโ€ฆโ€

โ€œHehe, youโ€™re not even dating himโ€”why are you acting like a victim?โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

When they saw the photo shoot that afternoon, they were both completely speechless.

They never would have guessed that gloomy girl was an influencer.

At the same time, Yukimi felt a sense of understanding.

There was no way that Kyota would get close to just any ordinary female student.

It was the kind of assessment heโ€™d probably protest with all his might if he found out, but it couldnโ€™t be helped.

And of course, the same went for Shinori.

โ€œShe really is a total lookist, isnโ€™t she?โ€

โ€œOh my, that sounds like youโ€™re indirectly bragging about your own face, since heโ€™s paying attention to you.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆYou really do have a terrible personality. If youโ€™re going to say that, then youโ€™re no different, senpai.โ€

โ€œOf course I am.โ€

โ€œBesides, Iโ€™m not even cute. After all, Iโ€™m just a high school newcomer.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆFufu.โ€

Seeing Shinori suddenly become so demure, Yukimi couldnโ€™t help but wonder.

Since sheโ€™d learned during her background check on Kyota that Shinori had been bullied, she could somehow surmise that her current remark was likely due to the snide comments sheโ€™d received from those around her back then.

And thatโ€™s just Yukimiโ€”she felt a surge of sadistic pleasure at the thought.

That said, she actually enjoyed being involved with her in this way, so Yukimi shrugged her shoulders and smiled.

Just as they were talking like that, the two of them emerged from the restaurant.

It seemed their dinner was over.

โ€œIโ€™ll take care of it.โ€

โ€œOh, okayโ€ฆ But we have to pay first.โ€

โ€œIโ€™ll settle it with my card, so please go ahead and wait outside so you donโ€™t lose sight of them.โ€

โ€œThank you.โ€

Shinori let out a sigh of admiration at Yukimi, who didnโ€™t seem to worry about money at all.

A short while later, Yukimi and the others followed the two out.

It seemed like the party was winding down, and Ouka was desperately trying to keep the conversation going to hold them back.

Kyota responded to her, dodging the topic nonchalantly as usual.

โ€”Heโ€™s still the same person who never reciprocates othersโ€™ kindness.

Iโ€™ve seen Kyota act like this countless times, but today, something felt a little off.

ใ€€
And gradually, the conversation drifted toward Kyotaโ€™s current romantic relationships.

โ€œB-but what about Hanesaki-san?โ€

โ€œAhโ€ฆ well, no, weโ€™re not dating at all.โ€

โ€œW-well, sheโ€™s out of your league, after all. Oh, and then thereโ€™s, um, Shichikajo Senpai. You mentioned before that you used to study togetherโ€”you two are close, right?โ€

โ€œCloseโ€ฆ well, I guessโ€ฆ yeah.โ€

As Shinori, whose hopes had been so easily dashed, seethed with rage beside her, Yukimi felt a sense of superiority.

She almost wanted to snort in derision, thinking that this was exactly why he was avoiding herโ€”because she was following him around like this.

However, in the very next instant, Yukimi felt as if every hair on her body had stood on end.

He saidโ€”

โ€œThereโ€™s kind of a bit of a distance between me and Senpai.โ€

Faced with a response even more matter-of-fact than Shinoriโ€™s, Yukimiโ€™s frustration meter shot through the roof in an instant.

โ€”All right, Iโ€™m going to kill that guy right now.

Even though Iโ€™ve let him into my studioโ€”my private spaceโ€”time and time again, listened to his concerns, and gone out of my way to help him in ways Iโ€™d normally never bother withโ€ฆ

I see. To this guy, Iโ€™m still just a โ€œsenpai.โ€

The moment she realized this, her murderous intent swelled.

Perhaps sensing her presence, Kyota immediately turned around.

At the very last moment, Shinori skillfully pulled Yukimi behind a cover, averting disaster.

โ€œH-heโ€™s going to notice!โ€

โ€œHaa, haaโ€ฆ Iโ€™m sorry. I canโ€™t believe I let myself get a little carried away like that.โ€

โ€œA little?โ€

โ€œDid you say something?โ€

โ€œOh, no. โ€ฆAhaha, but thatโ€™s surprising. I didnโ€™t know you could make a face like that, Shichikajo-senpai.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

Her face was reflected in the glass of a store on the side of the street.

There, she saw the image of a seemingly dim-witted teenage girlโ€”a far cry from the usually calm and composed heiress of the Shichikajo conglomerate.

โ€œโ€ฆPhew. Still, heโ€™s a strangely sensitive guy.โ€

โ€œKyohta-kun isโ€ฆ well, heโ€™s a little weird. Even when nothingโ€™s going on, he sometimes looks around nervously. He also freezes up with his eyes rolled back sometimes.โ€

โ€œIs he okay?โ€

โ€œProbably?โ€

Shuddering at the bizarre behavior Shinori described, Yukimi resumed her tailing.

This mission was finally reaching its climax.

All thatโ€™s left is to head home.

Once she sees him off, the mission will be officially complete.

Butโ€ฆ

Noticing that the atmosphere between the two had grown strange without her realizing it, Yukimi pricked up her ears.

โ€œSo, what about ex-girlfriends?โ€

โ€œโ€”โ€”โ€

There was a noticeable pause in Kyotaโ€™s responseโ€”unlike his usual quick, casual answers up until that point.

Although he denied it afterward, something just didnโ€™t sit right with her.

ใ€€
Yukimi asked his childhood friend sitting next to him.

โ€œDoes he have an ex-girlfriend?โ€

โ€œHuh? No, I donโ€™t think so at all. Back in kindergarten or elementary school, maybe, but since middle school, Iโ€™ve never even seen him talking to a girl.โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆReally?โ€

โ€œHe often jokes self-deprecatingly that he wasnโ€™t popular with girls, so probably not.โ€

True, if he did have an ex-girlfriend, thereโ€™s no way Shinori wouldnโ€™t have noticed.

Since even a clingy girl like me couldnโ€™t pick up on it, he probably really doesnโ€™t have one.

In fact, when I had my family look into Kyota before, there was no information about any romantic partners.

In fact, there was no information about his social circle at all.

I remember feeling awkward out of sympathy for him.

The two walked away, but Yukimi didnโ€™t feel like chasing after them.

She just felt something was off and was racking her brain to figure out what it was.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆโ€

Just the other day, I met Kyota regarding the matter with Kisa Hiiragi.

As I was leaving that day, he said something strangely suggestive.

Maybeโ€ฆ

โ€œWhat about the possibility that he has an ex-boyfriend?โ€

โ€œโ€ฆNo way. No matter how you look at it, Kyota-kun is into women. Heโ€™s a pervert, too.โ€

โ€œYouโ€™re right.โ€

I voiced the thought just to be sure, but Shinori immediately dismissed it with a half-smile.

โ€ฆBut Yukimi still wasnโ€™t convinced.


Maiban


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