The S**ttiest Gyaru in the Class Confessed to Me
Ichika pouted like a chick.
“But when I said I wanted to play, you always dodged the question.”
No, that’s.
When I asked you out on our first date, you said, “I don’t have a game console, and honestly, I don’t have time for games that take so much time. I’m not interested in them.”
So, I’m not ashamed…
But there was a reason I didn’t want Ichika to play.
Actually, the character I’m using is female.
I didn’t want Ichika to be turned off by it, so I didn’t want her to know.
I didn’t choose it on purpose; I just accidentally selected the wrong gender when I started the game. I considered deleting the character, but the random stats were so good that I decided to keep it.
No, that’s not it.
I’m not a catfisher.
As part of role-playing, I use female character dialogue, and apparently my avatar has good taste, so I’ve become a bit of a popular figure in the game’s beauty contest.
And there’s one more thing.
This game has a couple system, and having a partner makes it easier to progress in the game. That’s why most users form strategy pairs.
So I also have a partner in the game.
I taught that person, who was a game beginner, various things, and they’re still kind to me. That person is a heavy spender, and I was quickly surpassed.
It’s a huge male orc character, and there’s no way such a heavy spender is a woman. The character name is also masculine. The email address I asked for contact purposes was “masa-ki” in Roman letters (probably Masaki).
So Masa san is definitely a man.
But it’s not good to leave her worried.
I told Ichika.
“No, that’s not true. I won a game console in a lottery, so let’s play together next time.”
When I said that, Ichika agreed.
So what if it’s a female character?
It’s a hassle to create a low-level character to match Ichika’s, but it would be great to play together.
Yeah, let’s do that.
“Um, today’s tutoring session seems to be canceled, so I’ll be heading home soon.”
Saying that, Kitamura san quickly left.
“Wasn’t Kitamura san in a bad mood?”
When I said that, Ichika tilted her head.
“Really? I didn’t notice. By the way, what’s Kitamura san’s first name?”
“I think it’s Miyabi. Kitamura Miyabi. It’s an elegant name, isn’t it?”
Then, Ichika’s eyes widened.
She seemed to have remembered something.
“You were staring at Kitamura san earlier, weren’t you? You were looking at her with a lecherous smile !”
“No, I was just thinking how elegant her name is.”
“That was a sexual gaze. Look at your eyes now.”
I’m just looking at you seriously…
Does that mean my face is just plain creepy?
“No, this is just a normal look.”
“No way ! ! You’re probably burning that image into your memory so you can use Miyabi chan as your nighttime snack, right?”
Snack…
That’s a wild idea.
So I told Ichika straight up.
“I’m not bragging, but I only use Ichika as my snack. And the number of times is the same as the number of days I’ve been dating Ichika ! ! Do you understand what that means? How about that, are you scared?”
Ichika turned bright red.
“That means you’ve been doing it with me every day… Huh. You idiot! ! !Pervert ! ! ! !”
The next moment, I was kicked hard and slammed into the locker. The bucket on top of the locker fell off and hit my head.
Ichika stormed off and left first.
I…decided to clean up the teacher’s blood before going home.
(The teacher probably doesn’t want anyone else to see this.)
As a man, I didn’t want to leave the teacher’s pain behind.
As I scrubbed the wall with a mop, I received a message from Ichika.
“I’m waiting at the school gate, but you’re not here yet?”
Hmm. Is she still angry?
Then another message came.
“You know, I was so embarrassed earlier that I kicked you. I’m sorry. Actually, I was a little happy.”
I put my phone back in my pocket and continued cleaning. I could tell my lips were curving upward. I’ll finish this quickly and go to Ikka.
My first girlfriend has apparently become someone who can properly say “I’m sorry.”
Maigetsu