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Translated by Raze Edited by Raze

The call disconnected unexpectedly. Was he just busy or trying to force me? Either way, I stopped thinking about it because Takanashi would be too pitiful in the latter.

But isn’t her father concerned about leaving her precious daughter in the hands of an adolescent boy? Or what? Did her parents just sell her?

…I guess I’ll be able to afford it, around my mother. It can’t be helped once I think about it.

For the time being, I sigh in annoyance as I put the phone back into my pocket.

“Now then, I’ll be cooking every morning and night, Takanashi.”

“Yes, please do! I’m so glad that I can have delicious meals every day!.”

Takanashi is pleased with it, but I’m still a bit worried.

How does she perceive a guy coming to her house?

“Well, how do you allow a guy you don’t even that well into your house every day?”

“It’s for a job, so it can’t be helped.”

“I’m so lucky to get rid of laundry, cooking and cleaning. I did it! …Huh?!”

…….

Takanashi Inori. A mysterious and beautiful girl who’s always alone in class. Living in a world different from ordinary people, a flower of the highest peak.

I think that’s a bit exaggerated, but I suppose everyone had that impression. I’d often heard rumors that if you even try to confess, you wouldn’t be taken seriously at all.

However,

Her beauty and attractiveness aren’t the only things that can affect you. On the contrary, it’s the inability to get her that increased her popularity and made her reputation soar. At one point, she became so different from ordinary people that no one would approach her.

A mysterious beautiful girl, someone of a separate dimension.

An existence that seems to be only 2D, is bullshit.

She’s actually such a…disappointment.

One more, I felt my image of her being shattered. It makes me a bit sad.

It’s the reality that I didn’t want to know——I sighed once again.

After all, it’s better to let dreams be dreams. No, it was my fault for holding such an image…I never imagined such a thing would happen.

“Well, I’ll be counting on you.”

“…Yes, Takanashi. Same here.”

Even so, if she smiles at me so cutely, I can’t help but nod my head.

It’s a blessing to be beautiful because if you are beautiful enough, even your faults will become your charms. Even if the image of her was broken, the impression I have of Takanashi isn’t particularly bad.

She isn’t good at things she isn’t good at. It’s better to acknowledge it than to try to hide it.

Above all, I had a sense of superiority knowing that I was the only one who knew this part of hers…no, that’s a little too much. To be honest, the secret I came across is too subtle.

And in this way, I unexpectedly got deeply involved with a Takanashi Inori- A mysterious and beautiful girl.

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