Me,Takahashi Mariko Kashiki. A high school student who goes to high school.

I was spending mediocre highschool life without any problems, but when I was in the second year of high school, I heard that a transfer student had come to the next class and went to see the child with a friend.

When I secretly saw the transfer student from the classroom door, I heard a voice somewhere in my head.

"The game has started. 』

Somewhere I heard some stupid voice of a woman.

When I heard the voice thinking to myself, I wondered if my friend had said something, but he said nothing.

Is it because of my mind? When I returned my gaze to the transfer student, I heard a voice in my head again.

"The main character is cute! This is because the capture character is not silent. "

Certainly the transfer student is cute.

It looks simple, but the face is well-organized, and the golden hair that stretches to the waist is blown by the wind coming in from the window and sways fluffy. It was just like a scene from a movie, just like another world.

… But I don't understand the meaning of the capture character. What is this voice in the first place? Mishearing? Is there such a clear mishearing?

With that in mind, when I remembered the words I mentioned earlier, a large amount of information flowed into me.

The image runs around in my head like a magic lantern.

A lot of handsome guys.

The appearance of the transfer student reflected there.

An image of hugging someone with the sunset in the background.

It was only a moment when I remembered the video. But to me it felt like I had been watching the video for a long time.

A severe pain struck my head and I inadvertently sank on the spot.

The friends around me were worried and talked to me, but unfortunately I noticed a tremendous fact and couldn't hear them.

(Here, "Your only youth" Kimiharu It's the world of )

Kimiharu is a otome game that I loved before I was born in this world, that is, in my previous life.

In the spring of the second year of high school, the main character moves for the convenience of her parents and falls in love with a handsome guy at the high school where she moved.

This game was extremely popular for a while. The first reason for its popularity is the delicate emotional depiction of the main character. Feelings for the capture character that the hero feels. The maidens in the world shed tears or blushed with the protagonist, expressing in detail the feelings that could not be conveyed by her words alone.

Even though the story is set in a mediocre way, it makes me feel like I'm really repeating my youth again. It's a short period of one year from the encounter to the connection, but after clearing the contents, it feels like you've finished reading the feature-length masterpiece.

And above all, the art was beautiful. Not only were the characters wonderful, but also the background, scenery, and clothes are drawn in detail, and every time any art appears, I sighed with admiration.

It's strange not to like such games.

In my previous life, I was insanely addicted to the game.

As for how much I liked it, I devoted my once-in-a-lifetime high school youth to the game, and even after graduating from high school, I bought merchandise and hunted for more for many years.

Yes, it was about the recommended characters that I like so much.

One of the capture characters, Kurogan Torama Mostly..

When the main character is in the second year of high school, the selling point is that he is a senior in the third year of high school, a bad boy, lone wolf, and a cool personality.

In the ranking of game capture targets, he was ranked 3rd out of 7 capture targets, but he was always No. 1 to me.

I liked him the best. I liked him so much that I could give it my all. I don't like him. I still like him.

He always wrinkled his eyebrows with an angry look and looked at me with a glare. At a glance, I bought the game with him in it and fell brilliantly. I have already fallen clean.

I miss the old high school life when I told my friend that I wanted to marry someone like Toraga.

And now. I am in the world of the game and imm in the same grade as the main character in the second year of high school.

In other words. I can sneak a look at that best-known character, and hopefully hear his voice!

I endured going crazy with anticipation and apologized for worrying my friends and hurried back to the classroom.

In the game, the hero meets the capture character at the entrance ceremony.

It is on the rooftop after school where youp meet Toraga. When the hero goes to the rooftop alone, there is Toraga lying on his back and looking at the sky. "Who is it?" And the hero hurriedly leaves the rooftop.

But this is not a game.

The fact that the hero went to the rooftop after school and met Toraga ...

――If I go to the rooftop after school, I can worship the one-chan student Tora Ya――

If so, I wouldn't hesitate.

I want to resent myself, who has spent a year in vain without remembering my old life.

Now that I remember, I want to imprint Toraga on my eyes for every second.

I can't see him after graduating from high school anyway. Then, let's chase after Toraga with all our might during this high school life and the next year.

Im not a stalker. Say it again. Im not a stalker.

But sometimes I cant help just secretly worshipping him with all my might.

While making excuses for myself, I waited for the moment for the school chime to ring.

The sound of the school chime echoes and signals schools done

I told my friends that I had something to do, so I ran out of the classroom and snuck behind the stairs near the rooftop to wait for the hero.

Then, after a while, I heard the hero climbing the stairs leading to the rooftop.

There is no doubt because I saw her secretly. It was definitely the hero who went up. no one else has other blonde hair.

After a while, I heard the sound of running feet down the stairs in a hurry.

It turned out that the main character met Toramasa by the sound of it.

A pulsing heart.

I snuck up the stairs so as not to make any noise.

(Because I can only see him a little, just a little)

I know he's on the roof, but when do I go if not now?

I have no choice but to go because I am already here. No matter who says what, I'll go. At first glance I am satisfied with it. I'll only worship his face for a moment ...

When I put my hand on the doorknob to the roof and tried to open the door gently so that there wasn't any sound, the door was opened by another force other than mine.

My feelings at this time are not very good, but I can't convey them in words.

Because the door opened without my permission, right? Eh, what is this an automatic door? That's not true, right? I'm talking about why it's an automatic door only here, and I wonder if there is an automatic door for push doors.

In other words, this door was opened by someone else, not an automatic door, and there was only one person on the roof.

"your in the way."

A low voice sounded from above my head, which was successful getting me to start shrinking my back and taking my hand off the doorknob. When the voice of the overwhelming champion is heard, the general students tremble and involuntarily say an apology. He has a mysterious power that I can't think of as a high school students.

There is only one person who has the voice that I've heard over and over again, but I can't believe it.

"Hey, can you hear me?"

A voice that was angrier than before.

The voice made my body quiver. However, because of that, my body, that couldn't move before as if I was in a sleep paralysis, started to move again.

Slowly, I raised my face.

In my field of vision where I could only see his feet, I could see the shirt of the person in front of me, his neck, and the face of that person before I lifted my neck.

that moment. There were so many emotions that I couldn't control, and I went awestruck again while looking at him.

However, what is different from the previous one is my body trembles due to emotions that I do not understand whether it is tension, impression or joy. I do not know. And the tears that naturally overflowed.

The tears that ran down my cheeks without blinking ran down my chin, and fell hitting the ground

Toraga in my field of vision changed from an unpleasant expression to an astonished one when he saw my tears. When I saw the change in facial expression up close, I was moved by tears again.

{Writers thoughts: you've been continuously crying what do you mean again}

I have to apologize to him. I have to move my body immediately.

Though I thought so in my head, my mouth uttered a completely different word.

"Like."

I was surprised to say it myself. However, the word was so natural that it spilled as if I saw something beautiful and naturally said "beautiful".

Words that have been said once cannot be taken back. And I couldn't get rid of the emotions I had once expressed them.

What comes to my mind is my previous life.

He only returns the words he knows when you speak to him.

I could only see him in the game and in the illustrations. Only he who was drawn knows. I only know his facial expression drawn. All the rest remains in my imagination.

But he is real in front of me, all the facial expressions he makes are his, and everything is real.

"--!"

Oh, I like it. I really like him, not the character I recommend, I really like him and love him, but it's impossible to confess because it's a game character and it's two-dimensional, but he's alive in front of me.

I straightened my quivering body and looked straight at him.

I can't think of anything anymore. I just want to tell him all my thoughts.

"A request for a lifetime. Just don't say anything, just listen."

I think I just said something selfish.

Wrinkles were deeply carved between his eyebrows.

Still, my words don't stop.

"I've always liked Mr. Kurotetsu. My life was colored and became important because you are here. I love Mr. Kurotetsu and loved it ... so I had a lot of fun every day."

I remember my previous life.

Yes, I enjoyed every day because I loved this game because he was there. I read various novels, looked at the illustrations, wrote the novels myself, and made friends through the game. I also made a close friend who can understand everything.

My belongings naturally increased in black, which is the image color of Toraga, surrounded by merch, and I was very happy, even though I was wondering why I could like him so much. No matter how hard it was, I did my best.

"I was happy every day because Mr. Kurotetsu was there."

I can't stop tears. I don't know what Toramasa looks like now because my field of vision is blurred.

I wanted to see his face for as long as a second, but now I can only see his black hair and skin color vaguely.

"I like this world you live in .... Thank you. Thank you for being born."

I always wanted to tell you.

How many times have I been saved by your existence?

It may seem exaggerated. But he is a big person to me, and it is no exaggeration to say that he hopes to live.

I had a sore throat because I had to put up with wanting to start crying out loud. Besides, crying loudly like a child when I say the following words. I dont want to do that. I was thus annoying him, but I didn't want to bother him anymore.

I really want to tell you more. I want to tell you more and more, that it will take hours.

But it's enough. I was able to tell that I liked you. I was able to say thank you.

How happy I am! I can convey my feelings and even have a broken heart.

Oh, I'm happy. I'm glad I was born. I'm glad I've been alive.

I found that my chest became lighter.

And with that lightened heart, I turned my back on Toraga and started running.

I could fall down the stairs. But I ran desperately, not wanting to bother him anymore and wanting to disappear from his sight.

Then I went home and cried loudly as I had put up with it.

No matter how much I cried, my tears wouldn't stop, so I cried so much that I was worried that I wouldn't be able to stop for the rest of my life.

I forgot why I was crying on the way, but I couldn't stop crying.

How long has it been since the tears stopped?

Suddenly I think back on my actions.

A girl he didn't know suddenly cried, and he was confessed incomprehensible, and when I said only what I wanted to say, I ran away.

...… This is a suspicious person.

If I were in the position of Toraga, it would be a donation.

It's the level to call the police. What did you like for a long time ... Stalker ...? Thank you for being born ... I feel like I have to be told by a woman I don't know ... I'm scared ... I even feel scared ...

(Let's take a break from school for a while.)

I decided to do so with a brain that could finally lie in bed and think normally.