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Chapter 9 of 14

V2C0

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No new illustration this chapter, so take a maid Wakaba

Behind the scenes

“Seriously, what is wrong with that girl!”

—In the backside of the school building, where no sun reached down, an enraged girl’s voice rang out. The owner of said voice was Nanase Ikumi, as she kicked the wall in front of her. The blood rushed to her head, as he was blinded by rage. Asahina Wakaba’s attitude just now completely took her by surprise. That can’t be blamed, is what Shouji Ria thought. Wakaba’s attitude was nothing from what they could have imagined.

This entire game was born from a wish of her to finally get rid of that pig boy Iruma Haruto. As the player, Shouji had chosen a grown-up, timid girl, who was conveniently unable to voice her own opinion, Asahina Wakaba. She didn’t want to admit it, but Aasahina’s outer appearance was hard to win against, even if that was her only charming point.

If a girl like her would confess to an average boy, they surely wouldn’t reject her. Even more so if said boy is called Iruma Haruto, possessing no experience with women whatsoever.

With these thoughts in mind when she created it, Shouji’s plan worked out perfectly, as Haruto shed tears of joy in the face of that confession. Really, holding back the laughter back then was a lot of work.

—And as expected, the ‘game’ made great progress so far. Haruto seemed absolutely engrossed with his very first girlfriend ever, and Wakaba secretly was utterly disgusted. They discussed the news laughs in their secret LINE group, which countered their endless boredom. All that’s left was to wait for the perfect timing to clear everything up.

What kind of face would that ugly Manjuu make? Shouji definitely had to get a picture of that, and spread it on social networks. That had been the plan, and Shouji with the others were looking forward to that…

However, Wakaba has been acting weird as of late. She was terrified at the idea of the game, but there was no trace of that now. If anything, she seemed like she was happy! It’s almost like she was actually in love—

“…She was like a totally different person. It’s not that she just changed a bit.”

“I didn’t come up with this game just so that she’s enjoying her student life now!”

“She actually got serious with him?” Torimaki Mii gave an oddly terrified expression.

“N-No way! Thinking of that woman, that can’t be the case! There’s no way a girl would actually fall in love with a guy like that!”

“Then, what is this about? Is she underestimating us? If that’s the case, then that’s fine with me. We just have to show her who she’s playing with.” Nanase flashed a fiendish smile.

Shouji understood right away. The time had come to clear this game.

“So we’re doing it? Hihi.”

“Indeed. We’ll show that white pig that he’s got nothing against us. We’ll end this game now.”

Ah, I can’t wait. It was worth waiting this long, Shouji grinned to herself.

“How about we make it happen on Christmas Eve? Even better, during the end-of-term ceremony. In front of all the other students, we’ll make her confess her lies!”

—Of course, with the setting that everything had been planned by Asahina Wakaba from the very start.

“You’re good at plotting as always, it’s even grossing me out.” Torimaki complained, but Shouji wasn’t bothered by that in the slightest.

She could barely hold back her excitement. Having people move accordingly to the scenario she created, there’s no greater joy for her.

Just watch, I’ll pull this off. Even in this boring student life, I’ll live freely, just you wait. That’s right, I’m clever. What’s wrong with not making it into the school I wanted. I have another chance, and I won’t waste it—

Will you stop sulking already, it’s getting hard to watch.

Shouji bit her lip. Why did she remember these words now? The sight of her childhood friend coming to lecture her popped up in the back of her head.

—Shut up, shut up. What do you know about me? Why do you, you Yakult addict of an information broker, have any right to tell me that?

“I will take that as the greatest possible compliment. Now, how’s that sound, Nanase-san?”

“Not bad. Ria, I’ll leave the work to you, just show me a masterpiece.”

Shouji showed a polite bow, signalizing her intent.

“I will grant you a show worthy of this holy night. Ku…Kuyhuyhuyhu…Ahahahaha!” With a roaring laughter, Shouji walked away. “Then, I will be going back ahead. Ahh, my head is full of ideas! I need to write them down!” His heart raced in excitement.

“…Well, it’s great how reliable she is, but I wish she could do something about that personality.”

Shouji heard that voice, but she ignored it. Because that is the kind of person she is.

Now then, what kind of play should I be aiming for? Ahh, I can’t wait to see that fat bastard’s reaction! And, if I can do it perfectly, I’ll make that friend of Iruma Haruto suffer as well~

Namikawa Shun. He is a thorn in Shouji’s eyes. Because he was there, she could never get the top spot of the student year. No matter how much she studied, she can’t catch up to him. No matter how much effort she showed, he escaped her again and again.

She can’t even brag about this. She did not belong to such a low average score school. And yet, she’s the eternal 2nd place. She can’t become the number one.

This time, I’ll win against that man. And, I’ll prove myself, and my way of thinking—

“Ouch!?”

Suddenly, someone appeared in front of Shouji. She couldn’t stop herself in time, as she bumped right into him, and fell back onto her behind.

“Hey, watch where you’re going—”

There, her words got stuck in her throat. Shouji saw who stood in front of her, and the cold gaze directed down at her.

“Eek!? Y-You are…!”

“You were talking about something interesting, huh?”

—It was a deep, cold voice.

“Hey, could you let me in on the fun?”

Shouji tried to crawl backwards, attempting to escape, but her collar was grabbed, lifted up against her will.

—Why is he here!?

As Shouji broke out in a panic, the trademark long hair of the boy shook, as she flashed an invincible smile.

“Now, how about we talk for a bit? You were talking with Nanase or whatever her name is, so I’m wondering…”

“E-Eeek!”

“—What the hell is that game you were talking about?”