V5C1 Part1

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Chapter 1 | I've Been Plotting |

Remake our Life!

Part 1

The sound of the motor of a

large refrigerator echoed quietly in the background. On the other side of the

wall, there is a radio-like program that plays repeatedly and an advertisement

for a product.

"Nn... Chyu, it's no

good... We're going to be seen here, aren't we?"

"It's okay, I want to be

seen... It's more exciting that way, right... Nn"

"Mou... N-Nn..."

The voice heard in the

meantime.

It's an unusual atmosphere no

matter how I think about it.

I'm currently working at a

late-night convenience store. Three times a week, I work the late-night shift

at Dawson's Tokiwa-machi store. As I was replenishing the drinks as usual, I

heard some voices whispering from the store through the shelves.

There are plenty of people

chatting and laughing in convenience stores. Including energetic college

students like us, who are shouting and screaming.

However, what I heard from

inside the store at that moment was a distinctly different conversation.

"... Hey, when we get back...

okay..."

"Even if you don't say it

now... Ah, hey... Don't touch it..."

This is no good, by the time I

thought they were starting to do something, the action had already heated up.

(What should I do? I guess I

should warn them?)

In the meantime, we were

instructed to call out to customers who were behaving suspiciously in the store

and warn them. If the behavior is obviously dangerous, the policemen will be

there from the beginning, but in this case, the behavior is dangerous in a

different sense, so I guess the first step is to talk to them.

There were no other customers

in the store at the moment, and the only stoppers for them were the security

cameras and us store clerks. I don't know if they knew that or not, but as

usual, they showed no signs of stopping their flirting.

(I just want them to stop

naturally, if possible)

I had two reasons for wanting

to do so. First, they didn't seem like very nice people. I was used to dealing

with all kinds of complaints, and I wasn't afraid of them, but I didn't want to

get involved with them because they just seemed troublesome.

And the other one is,

"... Ah, Aaaah..."

It was for the emotional

education of this girl, Kogure Nanako, who had completely stopped thinking in

front of me.

"N-Ne~e, Kyouya,

what are they doing, those people..."

She watched with her mouth

open, watching the affair that she could see in between.

"Nanako, let's replenish

for the time being"

"Ah, yeah"

Nanako nodded and refilled the

drinks in completely the wrong place. She seems to be completely distracted. It's

rare for a girl to be so different from what she looks like on the outside and

what she is on the inside, or perhaps she's so weak from "that kind of

talk" that I wonder if she's really an adult.

(But...)

Although Nanako like that, there

were times when she had a strangely aggressive attitude.

Once, when she was working a

shift with me, she consciously pressed her breasts against me. She doesn't

usually make that kind of appeal, but her behavior, the feeling of it, and then

her words, "I won't lose".

Obviously, the words were

conscious of me and someone, so it was quite a shock at that time.

Or rather, the tension is still

going on.

(Can we talk for a minute...

huh?)

Those were the words she said

to me at the end of the doujin game production.

After that, Nanako hadn't

brought up that “talk” yet, partly because of a lot had happened with Tsurayuki.

If it comes up, I'll have to be

prepared for anything.

(I wonder when it's going to

explode...)

Since then, whenever I was

alone with Nanako, I was always forced to be nervous. It was as if I was

carrying a C4 in my chest that would explode without warning.

Anyway, when I was thinking of

telling her that she was putting the juice in the wrong place,

"Ne~e, Kyouya ..."

Nanako, who had been watching

the event through the shelves, suddenly opened her mouth.

"Kyouya, with Shinoaki..."

I felt a tingle of electricity

run through my body.

I-I never thought she'd talk

about it here!

Indeed, I was a bit prepared

for it, but when it actually happened, I was shaken to death. Or rather, I have

no idea how to respond.

How will this go on? Is it "Are

you guys dating?". We're not dating yet, but if I tell her that honestly,

the next question will be, "So, do you like her?" I guess.

The answer to that question is

really serious, and whether it's YES or NO, it comes with some kind of hurt.

But not answering is probably not an option.

As I secretly prepared to shed

my blood, the moment Nanako opened her mouth,

"Nanako-chan, come to the

register"

I heard a voice of salvation

from Sakurai-san, another part-timer in the store.

"Ah, yes!"

"Sorry, in the middle of

the talk. I'm going."

"Y-Yeah......."

For now, I put down the box of

juice that I had been holding throughout the conversation and breathed a sigh

of relief from the tension in my body.

"I-I thought I was going

to die."

I managed to come back alive,

but it was clear that the crisis would continue as long as my part-time job continued. Since

she said "in the middle of the talk," there would be a continuation

of this talk someday.

"I wish the production

would stop like this..."

If it were an anime, this would

be a riot, but I didn't want this story to continue now.