"B-But... I thought you liked it!"
… Again.
Is it always the same.
For the simple fact of being nice to everyone, men think that I flirt with them ... I am not interested in any man.
I've never been interested in any man.
I just want to have fun and enjoy my life with my friends.
I have no time for romance.
"Don't mistake kindness for flirting."
"B-but ...!"
"I'm sorry, I won't go out with you."
"I-isn't there some way that we ...?"
"Pathetic."
huh? Who talked?
I turned to my right ... What is he doing on the roof of the school?
"If he rejected you, you must accept it." "You are only giving others pity."
... That boy is Saik ... Why is he here?
"You keep out of this!" "Get out of here, this is private!"
"I arrived first."
"I don't care!"
He approached Saik.
Do you really want to fight him? He is a savage.
"Hey, are you trying to threaten me?" "You're cute." "Stop playing and we'll fight if you want."
"No!"
"Ah..." "Let's get this over with."
He turned off his portable console and got up.
"Well …" "Get started." "I'll give you a head start."
He closed his eyes. He's idiot? What are you trying to do? Do you want to take a beating? That boy is much stronger and bigger than him.
"I look ther." "You can start hitting me, rejected young man." "Even that immediate rejection hurt me."
"S-stop!" "Don't hit it!"
"Die!"
I closed my eyes, I will not see a massacre.
I can only hear the blows Saik receives ... Poor thing.
He asked for it, but I feel bad about not being able to help him.
I can't help him, he won't listen to me. It is very likely that he hates me for rejecting him.
Sorry, Saik. I promise to take you to the infirmary and take care of you.
"Oh..." "That was quite inevitable."
"Eh?"
I opened my eyes and saw Saik sitting on that boy's back ... I-impossible ... Did you beat him? How is it possible that he is unscathed?
"Hey you."
"Me?"
"Yes." "Take this boy to the infirmary." "You witness that it was in self-defense."
"S-Sure."
I helped him up.
"D-damn freak."
"Yeah right, I'm a freak for being stronger than you."
He sat back down and turned on his console.
"Tsk." "Let's go."
"Hey, you're hurt, walk slower."
I took one last look at Saik ... He's a weird boy ... It would be best not to get involved with him.
I opened the door and went downstairs.
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(Pov- Saik.)
... Well, they left.
Finally, peace of mind.
"Thanks for the help, Yuki."
"Fufu." "I think I deserve a pat on the head."
"Yes, yes." "You did a good job."
I patted the head of Yuki, my little ghost friend.
"Thank you for your words, Saik!"
My name is Saik, I am 17 years old and I am in my second year of high school.
My birthday is on September 4 and I am a strange boy.
For as long as I can remember, for some strange reason, I see ghosts.
That caused me a difficult childhood, as my parents and my classmates thought I was crazy for talking "alone", causing me to become a loner without friends.
"We should hit people more often." "Your compliments feel amazing!" "Stroke me more!"
Yuki is my only friend in this world.
I met her when I moved into my new house ... "Ah..." More than a year has passed since then.
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It all started when I moved into a small house.
This house belonged to my late maternal grandparents.
When they died, my mother kept the house, but we didn't use it because we lived in another city.
And with the deaths of my parents, the house is now mine.
My parents were in a car accident and died.
I have no uncles and my grandparents are dead.
I have no one, so now I have to live alone.
I decided to move to this city because I wanted to start a new life. The rumors about me disappeared, as it is normal for a small child to have imaginary friends. When I realized they were ghosts, I stopped talking to them and just ignored them.
I did not move because they made fun of me, I moved because I did not want to continue living in my old house ... I still can't get over the death of my parents.
I went into my new house and took a deep breath.
"Well …" This is how my new life begins ... I'll go play video games."
"Oh, a boy!" Fufu I will scare him."
Ghosts, unlike what they say on television, cannot move objects.
And there are not many ghosts either.
Since I came to this city, I have only seen two ghosts, including the girl standing in front of me.
"Boooo. You're scared of me?"
I locked the door on him. Ok, so I must admit that she is very adorable. A little 10 year old ghost girl. Long white hair, blue eyes, and she wears an adorable pink blouse with a bear logo.
She looks like a very normal girl. How do I know it's a ghost? Is it transparent? No. It's because most ghosts float above the ground. Their feet almost never touch the ground, and when they touch it, they pierce it.
That girl's feet were breaking through the ground.
"Fufu." If you could see me, you'd be scared."
She floated up and her face was in front of mine.
"WA-HA-HA!"
And that evil laugh?
My expressionless face is deceiving her ... I didn't do it on purpose though.
I've never liked to smile ... I am a serious boy.
She thinks I don't see her.
She covered her face with her hair and pretended to caress my face.
"Booooo. I will take your soul!"
I patted his head.
"You're cute."
"... Eh?"
She immediately walked away from me.
"Can you see me?!"
And so my new life began.
(I'm using a translator to write this. Is that understood?)