The first time she'd ever seen him was in a busy street filled with people. On that day,
she'd had to go to the supermarket one city over to get groceries.
She'd been staring at her text messages and going over the long list of ingredients.
Kaori's mom was an exceptional cook, but the spices she needed to make her dishes
could only be found in specialty markets.
Still, in return for going out of her way to get obscure ingredients, Kaori got to eat
three-star meals every single day. It was hard to find places that stocked the things
Kaori needed sometimes, but it was kind of fun to go exploring and see new places.
Besides, Kaori never could say no to her mom. Not that she ever wanted to, anyway.
After all, her mom was so nice. Plus, she was elegant and beautiful and everything
Kaori idolized. Though when she got mad, she turned into a demon. Whenever she
glared at Kaori, it felt as if she were being swallowed up by some monstrous beast.
Even her father couldn't stand up to Shirayasha, Kaori's mom. In fact, it was almost
pathetic how easily he capitulated to his wife's demands. Just what was it about her
mother that was so scary? I feel like it'd be dangerous to probe too deeply into that.
Kaori spotted the supermarket that was her destination. At the same time, she heard
someone yelling in the distance.
"Hey granny. These are vintage jeans, you know that? Do you have any idea how much
they cost? An apology won't cut it, old hag! You better pay me back for this!"
"Really, I'm so sorry. I'll pay the cleaning costs, so please…"
"Didn't you listen to a word I said!? No amount of dry cleaning can fix this!"
Kaori turned to see what the commotion was. A terrified young boy was hiding behind
his grandmother, who was continually bowing her head to a group of what appeared
to be university students.
The university students seemed to be threatening the poor old lady. To be honest, they
seemed more like delinquents than students.
The boy's takoyaki had spilled to the ground, and a very tiny amount of the sauce had
splashed on the delinquent's "vintage" jeans.
Kaori understood what must be going on. It's not like the delinquents were being very
subtle about it.
"What should I do… The right thing to do would be to save them, right?" Kaori
mumbled to herself.
But maybe his jeans really are as expensive as he's saying. If they are though, why would
he wear them in a busy street like this? Besides, normally you wouldn't ask someone to
compensate you if it's just an accident. Regardless, they were in the wrong for terrifying
such a little boy over something so trivial.
But even if helping is the right thing to do… I'm scared… Kaori stood stock still, unable
to take a single step forward. The more she thought to herself she needed to save them,
the more she grew terrified of the delinquents. Her mind focused on their dyed hair,
the familiarity with which they shook the poor grandmother down, and the
intimidating glint in their eyes. Her legs began to tremble.
"S-Someone…" Kaori frantically looked around, looking for someone to turn to. She
knew it was pretty pathetic of her to beg someone else to help, but that was all she
could think of to do.
However, while there were a few other curious onlookers, all of them seemed
unwilling to even meet her eye, much less step in.
I suppose I don't have any right to blame them. After all, I'm doing the same thing.
"O-Oh, I know. I'll call Shizuku-chan… and Kouki-kun and Ryutarou-kun." Kaori
suddenly remembered her friends, who were much more used to these kinds of
conflicts than she was. She pulled out her cell phone and began dialing Shizuku's
number, but before she could press the call button, the situation grew worse.
"Hmph, I'm getting tired of this shit. Just hand over your wallet, you hag. I bet you don't
have enough money on you to pay for this. We're gonna go to the bank so you can
transfer me what I need. I need your wallet to make sure you don't try to run away."
"B-But…"
"Hey, it's your job to clean up the mess your little brat made! You better not be trying
to talk your way out of this!" The delinquents were planning on squeezing the old lady
for everything she had. Kaori began to panic. She looked around frantically, and nearly
forgot about her phone call.
"Shizuku-chan… won't make it in time. I-I have to do something about this myself!"
Kaori continued repeating the same thing over and over, while making no actual
progress. It's just so scary. I'm terrified, but… they say women are made of courage.
When you're not sure what to do, start by taking a step forward! Just as Kaori was about
to do what Shizuku and Kouki were always telling her not to, something else
happened.
"Umm… Don't you think asking for her wallet is a bit much?" A boy walked up to the
group of delinquents. He was about the same age as Kaori. She didn't recognize his
uniform, so she guessed he went to one of the schools nearby.
Kaori put down the foot she'd raised and once again began to stare.
The boy seemed ordinary in every way. He didn't seem dazzlingly charming like Kouki,
nor was he built like a bear, like Ryutarou. The only thing that stood out about him at
all was his troubled smile. It seemed to Kaori that he'd have to be pretty brave to smile
under these circumstances. Despite all of that, Kaori couldn't take her eyes off him.
"Huh!? You've got nothing to do with this, so scram before I beat your face in!"
"Uh well, I guess you're right that I don't have anything to do with this… b-but you
know… I think it'd be best for everyone involved if you just took the cleaning fee and
left it at that…" Though he seemed pretty scared himself, the boy wedged himself
between the old lady and her harassers. He bowed deeply to the delinquents.
He was purposely being evasive in an attempt to defuse the tense atmosphere.
However, all he succeeded in doing was make the delinquents even madder.
"Fine then, you pay for her. It'll cost 10k for the cleaning." To that, the boy gave a simple
reply.
"Sorry, I don't have the money." Despite his evasive attitude, his reply was surprisingly
direct. Kaori actually found it kind of cute.
The delinquent grabbed the boy by his collar and lifted him up. The boy's face paled,
and sweat began pouring down his forehead.
He tried to talk his way out of it, but the delinquent just angrily thrust him to the
ground. The delinquent looked even angrier than before. Kaori had seen Kouki and
the others get into plenty of fights. She'd seen those kinds of eyes before, and she knew
from experience what the delinquent was going to do next.
She opened her mouth to yell out a warning, but before she could—
"Gah!" The boy grunted. The delinquent had already started kicking him. As she'd
thought, he was someone who had no compunctions about using violence.
The old lady tried to help the poor boy up.
"It's okay, you've done enough," she said softly as her grandson sobbed silently.
However, even the onlookers couldn't ignore such a blatant display of violence. A few
of them had pulled out their cell phones to presumably call the police. At least, Kaori
hoped it was the police.
That's right, the police! Why didn't I think of that!? I'm so stupid! She'd gotten so used
to Kouki and the other jumping in and resolving problems by force that she'd totally
forgotten that the police were what normal people relied on for help.
God, I'm an idiot! While Kaori was lamenting her own uselessness, the boy looked up
at his attackers. His expression was so serious that Kaori momentarily forgot about
the predicament he was in. She couldn't be sure, but it felt like the temperature rose a
little even though it was still midwinter. Things progressed rapidly after that.
Grimacing in pain, the boy opened his mouth.
"Please, can't you be satisfied with just the cleaning fee? If not, I have another solution
in mind." Kaori's eyes went wide with surprise. Is he planning on fighting them? Maybe
he's actually really good at martial arts or something?
The delinquent was thinking the same thing, and his lips curled up into a sneer.
"Oh, you wanna go? Fine, bring it!" The lead delinquent cracked his knuckles
menacingly. He was more than ready for this fight. However…
"I'm truly sorry for all of the trouble I've caused!" The boy interrupted him by
apologizing at the top of his lungs. He then prostrated himself before the delinquent
in an exaggerated fashion.
"The hell?" The delinquent, who'd been expecting a fight, was at a loss for words. He
was so stunned that he actually took a few steps backward.
Everyone on the street stopped to stare. It wasn't every day that you saw someone
prostrating themselves on the street.
It was the first time Kaori had seen something like this too.
Heedless of the attention he was attracting, the boy continued yelling.
"Please, find it in your heart to forgive them! I know this poor boy and his elderly
grandmother ruined your precious jeans by accidentally spilling sauce on them! I
know it's a fiendish act that deserves nothing but the most horrific retribution!"
"Huh? Uh, wait, I-I mean…" The delinquent faltered. Even for someone as shameless
as him, it was embarrassing to hear a "simple accident" be referred to as a fiendish act.
The effect was multiplied by the fact that the boy was kneeling at his feet.
However, the boy's eloquent apology didn't stop there.
"In truth, a million yen, no even five million yen, no even ten million yen wouldn't be
enough to make up for the wrongs we've committed upon you!"
"T-Ten million!? Now hold on a second, I never said it cost—" The delinquents started
backing away. Even the old lady and the onlookers were surprised by the boy's sudden
outburst. However, that was exactly what he wanted. The situation grew more chaotic.
"Still, this poor old lady cannot possibly hope to pay such a price. She has to pay off
the huge debt her late husband left her. Though her neighbors all vilify her for being a
demonic old lady, she works hard every day just to save up enough money to see her
grandson once every year! Can you imagine how much blood, sweat, and tears went
into that single ball of takoyaki that young boy spilled!?"
No way!? That old lady really has to deal with all that!? The other onlookers, and even
the delinquents seemed shocked. In truth, the old lady herself seemed just as
confused.
"Umm, actually, my husband is still alive. And he's not in debt…" She didn't deny the
part about her neighbors vilifying her, though.
Before she could argue any further, the boy continued.
"So please, I beg of you! Show mercy to these poor souls! Forgive them for their
transgressions, I beseech youuuuuu!" His voice resounded throughout the street.
Everyone present was likely confused as to what exactly was going on.
However, the boy's speech was effective.
The delinquents were bright red with embarrassment. I almost feel bad for them. The
boy's actions had made them out to be some sort of exaggerated villains from a cheap
B-rated drama. If they tried to shake down the old lady under these circumstances,
they'd probably have their social lives destroyed.
"Y-You're sick in the head, you weirdo! What do you even know about this old lady,
anyway!" Of course, they tried to clear their names. However, before they could get
more than a few words out, the boy interrupted again.
"I'm truly so very sorryyyyyyyyyyyy!" Kaori didn't think his voice could get any louder,
but it did. It sounded so heartfelt, too. He was kneeling and everything.
"Sh-Shut up! Let's go somewhere else and—"
"Please, anything but ten million yen! You'll kill this poor lady!"
"Hey wait, I never asked for that—"
"Please, please, I'm begging youuuuuuuuu! Have mercyyyyyy!"
"Shut up! Just shut the fuck—"
"Mercyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!" The delinquent grabbed the boy by the hair and forcibly
tried to pull him up. When that didn't work, he kicked and spat at him, but that had no
effect either. It was like the boy was glued to the ground. Finally, the delinquents began
to panic.
The longer they stayed there, the worse things got for them. Now even the old lady
was playing along, hiding her face and trembling. Things would come to a head soon
if someone didn't do something.
In the end, the delinquents relented.
"Shit, forget it, I'm done here! Let's head home!" The lead delinquent ran away as fast
as his legs would carry them.
"Wait, H-Hide-chan!?" His two lackeys followed after him.
An awkward silence hung in the air. No one wanted to be the first to move, but
eventually, the kneeling boy rose to his feet. He ignored the multitude of stares
directed at him and grabbed the old lady's wallet off the floor. He turned to face her
and handed it back.
"Th-Thank you," she stammered. Her smile seemed a little stiff.
"Sorry for turning it into something awkward. Anyway, I'm gonna go home now, bye!"
With that, the young boy dashed off into the crowd. The old lady reached out to stop
him, but before she could say anything he was gone.
"That was one amazing kid…" The crowd began to disperse, but Kaori remained rooted
to the spot. She was looking in the direction the boy had run off in. She could feel a
slight warmth blossoming inside her chest.
"And then, and then, you know what he did, Shizuku-chan? He just ran before anyone
could say anything… Hey Shizuku-chan, are you listening to me? You haven't said
anything for a while…"
"I'm listening, I'm listening. This is the tenth time you've told me about the amazing
kneeling boy, you know that right?"
"Not amazing kneeling boy, Shizuku-chan, Amazing boy who kneeled in the street! You
make it sound like his kneeling was what was amazing."
"Ah, my mistake. Sorry. Anyway, Kaori. It's 2 AM, and we have school tomorrow. I get
that you're excited, but could you please stop now, for my health's sake?"
"What? No way. It's already this late!? S-Sorry, Shizuku-chan."
Kaori looked at her clock in surprise. She couldn't believe she'd spent so long talking
to Shizuku. When she'd gotten back home, she'd felt this burning desire to tell
someone about what she'd witnessed. And since Shizuku was Kaori's best friend, she
was the natural first choice. It had been 10 PM when she'd called. Four hours had
passed while she repeated the same story over and over.
She felt guilty for keeping her best friend up for so long.
"Mmm, it's fine. I'd like it if you don't tell the whole story an 11th time, but… I get that
it's important to you. Hehe, but you know, I never thought I'd see the day you'd be this
interested in a boy… I can't even count how many guys' hearts you've broken by now.
I guess your spring has finally come."
What's Shizuku-chan talking about? And why does she sound so happy? Kaori easily
imagined the grin that must have been on Shizuku's face.
"Shizuku-chan, what do you mean? I'm not a swordsman like you, why would I be
breaking anyone's anything? Also, it's still winter."
"Kaori. In a way, I'm kind of happy you're this much of an airhead. Also, just because I
train with swords doesn't mean I'm actually hurting people, alright!? Please stop
assuming I go around killing people like some kind of maniac!"
Oops, I made her mad. Still, what exactly is she trying to say?
"Haaah… Whatever, I get it now. You're just not aware of it. Well, he is your first, as far
as I know… And it's possible it's not even really a crush yet… Anyway, you should take
a good hard look at your own feelings. Granted, considering how dense you are, you
might not be able to figure it out after all. As your friend, should I just lay it all out for
you? Hmm…" Shizuku started mumbling to herself.
Did Shizuku-chan just insult me?
"U-Umm, Shizuku-chan?"
"Huh!? Ahem… Uh, where was I?"
Now that Shizuku was paying attention again, Kaori could bring up the other thing
she'd called Shizuku for. For some reason, she felt embarrassed to ask. She could feel
the heat rising on her face. Why is this so embarrassing?
"U-Umm… there's somewhere I want you to go with me…"
"Oh, what's this? No need to hesitate. We're friends, right?"
Bolstered by Shizuku's words, Kaori continued.
"Thanks, Shizuku-chan. So uh, could you come with me to that boy's school
tomorrow?"
"Que?"
Why'd she suddenly start talking in Spanish?
"Like I said, could you come with me to his school tomorrow? I, uhh… want to talk to
him… A-And maybe see if he'd want to be friends."
Oh no. My face is definitely red. Why's this so embarrassing? Kaori started banging her
feet on her bed. She then wrapped herself in her blanket and started rolling around.
After a minute of silence, Shizuku finally responded.
"Now hold on just a minute here. You met the guy today, right Kaori?"
"Yep. I wish I'd had the chance to talk to him."
"If you didn't even talk to him, how do you know what school he goes to?"
"I looked it up, duh. I just made a list of all the middle schools in the area and checked
to see which one had his uniform."
"...…"
Shizuku-chan's really smart, so how come she couldn't figure that out? And why's she not
saying anything now? Maybe she's just really sleepy?
"Earth to Shizuku-chaaan. Sorry, are you tired? Should I call back later?"
"Ah, um, sorry. I just saw a side of you I didn't think existed…" Shizuku cleared her
throat.
"Anyway, I'm fine with it. We can go together. I'm used to you jumping headfirst into
things without thinking by now. But you don't even know his name, right? How are
you going to find him?"
"He'd probably be annoyed if we went around the school asking for him, so… I was
thinking we'd just wait by the front gate until he comes out. If we can't find him there,
we'll try waiting at the place I saw him today."
"You're starting to sound like a stalker… Though I guess that's really all you can do if
you don't even know his name."
Come on Shizuku-chan, I'm not a stalker. Though the more she considered her actions,
the more Kaori realized she was beginning to act like one. Anyway, that's not important
right now.
"Y-Yeah. If I'd known it would be this hard, I would have taken a picture of him when I
had the chance… I'll make sure to get one next time I see him."
"Please don't." Shizuku's voice was surprisingly stern. After that, Kaori heard Shizuku
muttering to herself.
"Shit, I never realized my best friend was a natural at this…"
Wow, I've never heard Shizuku-chan curse. Is she really alright? Maybe I should hang up
and let her sleep.
"Anyway, let's go to his school tomorrow. I'm definitely going to find him and a-ask him
to be my friend. And then, we'll start hanging out on our days off, and maybe I'll even
get to go to his house… Ehehe. Shizuku-chan, I'm gonna do this!"
"It's too late to stop her now. Mysterious kneeling boy, I'm sorry. There's nothing I can
do." Shizuku apologized to the nameless boy whose life would soon be turned upsidedown.
Shizuku-chan's definitely acting weird today. I really should let her sleep. Sorry, Shizukuchan.
A year had passed since that fateful day that Kaori met Hajime.
In that time, she spent time with her friends as usual. Getting wrapped up in Kouki's
crazy antics, getting Kouki wrapped up in her crazy antics, and so on. Her final year of
middle school was nothing if not hectic.
She spent a great deal of her time waiting around Hajime's school hoping to meet him,
but in the end they never met.
Kaori herself didn't understand why she was so obsessed with him, but she knew she
didn't want that to be only time she ever saw him.
As time passed, she grew to regret not calling out to him when she'd first seen him. Or
at the very least, not taking a picture of him. God, I'm such an idiot.
Shizuku made sure to accompany Kaori every time she went Hajime-spotting. Shizuku
couldn't afford to leave Kaori alone when she became like this. She knew from
experience Kaori would just rush headlong into everything without even thinking.
When Kaori had tried to tell Kouki and Ryutarou about the incident, Shizuku had
stopped her. And so, their attempts to discover the true identity of Kaori's mystery
crush remained a secret between the two of them.
Unfortunately, a year passed without Kaori ever finding him.
It was spring now, and she was a high schooler. Today was the day of her entrance
ceremony.
The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. Their petals fluttered through the air as Kaori
made her way to her new school. She was a little disappointed at being unable to meet
the boy she was searching for, but she was still excited to start her new life as a high
schooler.
"Kaori, what are you doing? If you don't hurry, we'll miss the entrance ceremony."
"Ehehe. Sorry, Shizuku-chan, I spaced out watching the cherry blossoms. They're so
pretty."
"Heh. I know what you mean. I could watch them for hours too."
Shizuku stood next to Kaori and looked up at the blossoms. Her ponytail swayed gently
in the breeze. Though she was just a high schooler, Shizuku's mature expression made
her seem like an adult. It seemed to Kaori that Shizuku had really grown up in the past
year.
"So pretty…" Kaori mumbled.
"Yeah, they really are," Shizuku replied while looking up. Kaori smiled. I meant you,
dummy.
"Not the trees. I meant you, Shizuku-chan. You look like a goddess."
"Wh-Where'd that come from?" Shizuku looked away in embarrassment. Her face and
ears were bright red.
Oh, she's blushing. How cute.
Kaori was starting to grow a little worried. Even though Shizuku was so beautiful, she
still hadn't ever had a boyfriend, or even a crush. At first Kaori had thought Shizuku
might have had feelings for Kouki, since they'd known each other for so long, but it
seemed that wasn't the case. It'd be terrible if Shizuku-chan got duped by some playboy
because she's too inexperienced. As her best friend, I need to warn her.
"Alright, Shizuku-chan. You better listen up."
"Kaori, who are you trying to imitate this time?"
"This is serious, girl! Anyway, you're cute, Shizuku-chan. And really beautiful. Now that
we're in high school, boys are going to be all over you. But my dad taught me that all
boys are wolves. You need to be more careful or you'll get tricked by some boy who's
only after your body! Got it!? You need to watch out for any boy that tries to talk to
you!"
"Kaori, do you know what a boomerang is?"
Where'd that come from?
"It's that thing that comes back to you after you throw it, right?"
"That's right. It's that thing that comes back to you after you throw it. And your words
right now are a boomerang."
Huh? How come Shizuku-chan's looking at me like that? Shizuku swept her gaze around
the courtyard. Kaori looked around too, wondering what she was talking about. A
bunch of students had gathered around the two of them. Most of them were male.
Whenever Kaori's gaze swept past one of them, they'd hurriedly look away.
"It's been like this the whole time. Seriously, there's a limit to how defenseless you can
get. You should be more careful yourself, Kaori." Shizuku grabbed Kaori's cheeks and
pulled on them.
"That hursh, Shizuku-shan! Shtop iiiit."
"I can't help it, your cheeks are too soft. I didn't think there'd be this many people at
the gym already, but I guess you're just a people magnet. You sheltered, air-headed
little girl."
Shizuku continued toying with Kaori's cheeks until Ryutarou finally came to get the
two of them. Quite a few of the onlookers had nosebleeds by then, but a little blood
loss was a small price to pay for the heavenly sight they'd been treated to.
Finally, it was time for the entrance ceremony. Shizuku, Kaori, and Ryutarou were all
in the same class, so they sat next to each other. Kouki was as well, but as he was the
freshman representative, he had to give his speech first.
"Do you think Kouki-kun's nervous?"
"I doubt it. Kouki's never been nervous in his life."
"Yeah. He gave the middle school opening speech too, so he's used to it."
Shizuku and Ryutarou don't seem worried at all. Guess I can't really imagine anything
making Kouki-kun nervous either. He's always brimming with confidence. Plus, he's our
leader. And he was popular with the girls even in middle school. He's probably so used to
dealing with crowds now that he could give this speech in his sleep.
The principal finished his speech, his wig nearly falling off multiple times, and Kouki
took the stage. The crowd erupted in cheers. The entire auditorium shook from the
force of the girls' voices.
"I-I expected something like this… but it still amazes me every time." Shizuku watched
the proceedings with a wooden expression.
I totally get how you feel. It was like they had suddenly stepped into an idol concert.
The fanaticism of Kouki's female fans was certainly at the same level as idol fans.
Naturally, Kouki responded to the adulation with his trademark dazzling smile. He
wasn't perturbed by the cheers at all.
Eventually, the cheers died down and Kouki began his freshman address. His fans hung
on to his every word. It was like he was the head of some cult.
Halfway through his speech, Kaori heard some of the boys mutter to each other.
"Dude, look. That guy's straight up sleeping through all of this."
"I know people sleep all the time during stuff like this, but I can't believe the noise
didn't wake him up… He's one heavy sleeper."
Someone slept through those cheers!? Kaori turned around to see who it was. The boy
sitting directly behind her blushed when his gaze met hers, and he hurriedly turned
away. Kaori smiled at him, mentally apologizing for startling him. The smile sent the
poor boy's brain into overdrive. I didn't know someone's eyes could roll that far back
into their head.
After exchanging the required amount of pleasantries, Kaori turned her attention to
the boy sitting one seat further back. When she saw who it was, she gasped.
"Ah." Her heart skipped a beat.
The boy lazing in his chair with his arms folded across his chest was the same one
she'd been searching for.
"It's him." Kaori's gaze was glued to him. She'd spent a whole year looking for him,
hoping to talk to him again. And there he was, sitting right behind her.
Oh my god, my heart's beating so fast. I'm pretty sure everyone else can hear it too. Kaori
zoned out Kouki's speech. The rest of the world faded away, and all that remained in
her sight was the boy. All other sounds vanished. Her senses were focused only on him.
"Kaori. Earth to Kaori. Hey!"
"Hwuh!?" Kaori found herself forcibly brought back to reality. There was another
round of cheering that was so loud it hurt Kaori's eardrums. Looks like Kouki-kun's
speech is over.
The girls were going absolutely crazy. The auditorium once again came into view.
Kaori noticed Shizuku-chan was shaking her shoulders.
"Hurry up and turn around! The teachers are glaring at you! Plus, that poor boy will
die of blood loss if you keep looking back any longer!"
"O-Oh, okay." Kaori reluctantly tore her eyes away from the boy and turned back to the
front.
Wow, that other kid really has a massive nosebleed… Wait, now's not the time to be
worrying about that. Shizuku-chan's right, the teachers are all staring at me.
"What's gotten into you?" When the teachers finally stopped glaring at them, Shizuku
turned to Kaori and whispered in her ear. Kaori clasped her hands over her chest and
tried to calm the wild beating of her heart. Still a little flustered, she turned to Shizuku.
"U-Umm, he's here. He's here. What do I do, Shizuku-chan?"
"He? Who's he… Wait, no way? That he? Where!?"
"Behind us. Two rows back, the boy who's sleeping."
Shizuku turned around skeptically. She doesn't mean the kid with the nosebleed, right?
The boy, thinking Shizuku might have an interest in him too, hurriedly straightened
himself up, blood running down his face all the while. The boys sitting next to him gave
him a look of pity.
Shizuku ignored the lot of them and spotted the sleeping boy sitting another row back.
"That kid who's sleeping through all this noise is the one you've been looking for?"
"Y-Yes. I'm sure of it. What do I do, Shizuku-chan? If he's sitting that close to us, that
means he's in the same class, right? What do I dooo!?"
I feel like my heart's going to fly right out of my chest at this rate. There was a miniKaori jumping for joy inside her head. Do miracles like this really happen in real life? I
spent a whole year looking for him and now he's just sitting behind me… The world was
cruel and kind in equal measure.
Unable to control her swelling emotions, Kaori grabbed Shizuku's arm and started
tugging on it.
The two of them were talking in hushed voices, so Ryutarou hadn't heard what she'd
said. He looked at them in bewilderment, wondering what was going on. Everyone
sitting around them, and the teachers that had been glaring at Kaori earlier, looked to
see what the commotion was.
However, Kaori was too preoccupied to notice.
Shizuku smiled and gently patted Kaori's head to calm her down.
"Good for you, Kaori. As for what you should do, obviously you should ask him ou—
Ahem, ask him to be your friend. Spend these three years of high school with him and
make as many memories as you can. Basically, just get closer to him." Shizuku's words
helped calm Kaori down.
She began envisioning what it would be like.
Going to school together with him. Making pointless small talk about what they'd
eaten for breakfast, or if they'd finished their homework on time. Based on what she
knew of him, the boy seemed pretty laid-back. He'd probably not put much effort into
his appearance and come to school with bed hair and crumpled shirts.
We could eat lunch together every day. I could even make him lunch… and then after
school we'd walk around town and just spend time together. It'd be nice to go to cafes
and stuff every day, but I don't have the money for that. Plus, what if people mistook us
for a couple!? Kaori's heart began to race as she thought of the years that were to come.
Just thinking about it made her happy. These are definitely going to be the best three
years of my life.
Oh wait, there's still one big problem…
"Wait a second, Shizuku-chan! What am I supposed to say to his parents!?"
"How'd you jump to that already!? I get that you're excited, but you're taking this
fantasy way too far! Are you planning on marrying him or something? Are you going
to spend the rest of your life with him? But hmm, as for how to introduce yourself to
his parents… Ah, wait, I can't start assuming this is a done deal! You can't, Kaori! You
need to plan your future carefully if you want a happy family!"
Shizuku-chan's lost it! How can she say such embarrassing things in public!?
"Shizuku-chan, I just want his parents not to hate me, since I'm going to be his friend…"
"Huh!?"
"Sh-Shizuku-chan, your imagination is a little too overactive."
"Wha—!?" Shizuku curled herself into a ball and started rocking back and forth. Her
ears were bright red, and she was hiding her face with her ponytail. I just want to crawl
into a hole and die right now.
"What the heck have you two been whispering about this whole time?" Ryutarou
stared at the two of them with an exasperated expression. Kaori looked up at him, then
followed his gaze and saw one of the teachers grinning demonically at her.
Her first day at school began with her getting a long lecture in the staff room.
Around a year had passed since that fateful day.
And Kaori's wish had been granted. She'd gotten to spend time with Hajime Nagumo.
Though it wasn't in the same form as she'd imagined back at the entrance ceremony.
Hajime was an otaku, which meant he spent all his free time playing video games,
watching anime, or reading manga, so Kaori hadn't had any opportunities to see him
outside of school.
And even in school, he'd always come in right before the bell. Then he'd sleep
throughout the day, waking up only after the final bell rang, leaving Kaori no time to
speak with him even in school.
Well, at least now I get why I couldn't find him even though I spent so much time waiting
around his middle school. He'd left for home right away each time, so Kaori was too late
to catch him.
On the few occasions Kaori did manage to pull Hajime into a conversation, it would
always be about the most trivial things. Though it pained her to admit it, she wasn't
really friends with Hajime at all. In fact, they were hardly anything more than just
fellow classmates.
Plus, whenever he talks to me, Hajime-kun has this nervous expression on his face… and
his eyes keep darting about… It feels like he's always trying to end the conversation as
fast as possible… and he's always looking at the people around us and not me…
"Nagumo-kun won't talk to me…"
"If the other guys heard you say that, they'd be crying tears of blood."
As always, Kaori went to Shizuku for advice. Honestly, I'm amazed there's a guy out
there who can resist Kaori's charms. This calls for a different approach.
"How about you become an otaku too, then?" Such was the advice Shizuku had for
Kaori. And so, Kaori decided to visit the store Hajime had mentioned the next day.
However, things didn't go according to plan. There were too many things in the store,
and Kaori couldn't make heads or tails of any of them. All she learned from her visit
was that there were a lot of anime girls with their panties visible. Though she'd been
too embarrassed to get a proper look at any of them.
"Shizuku-chan, based on what I learned… I think I need to show my panties to Nagu—
"
"Do not." Shizuku sternly pulled on Kaori's cheeks.
Yeah, I guess that is a bit much. He'd probably think I'm just a pervert. I might even get
arrested.
"Just tell him you're interested in anime and video games, and ask him for
recommendations or something. After that, you can talk to him about his favorites."
That makes sense. The following day, Kaori put Shizuku's advice into practice and tried
to talk to him about his hobbies.
At first Hajime seemed surprised, or rather suspicious, but Kaori's persistence finally
won him over. He began talking to her about his favorite shows and games.
As time passed, Kaori developed a natural interest in them herself, so she became well
versed in the culture. Unfortunately, Shizuku got dragged into that world with her.
Including the times where Kaori accidentally tried to buy visual novels, or hentai
anime, or h-manga.
Well, "accidentally." A growing girl like Kaori did have a passing interest in such things
after all.
And so, the first half of Kaori's second year of high school passed. She'd gotten a lot
closer to Hajime in that time, and she continued concocting absurd plans to close the
distance between them in one go while their idyllic days passed by. Until that fateful
day where the entire class was transported to another world. Their daily lives were
turned upside-down, and the students began their new life in this cruel and
unforgiving world.
Kaori still didn't like to think back on the day they'd been summoned.
She was full of regrets about the things she should have done back then. At the time,
they still hadn't been aware of the dangers that they faced. Everything felt like a fairy
tale. They got to meet a real king, and a princess, and they all had ridiculously strong
magic. Honestly, they'd been kind of excited.
Everyone except Hajime, at least. He alone hadn't been blessed with any amazing skills
or a powerful job. Kaori had been conceited back then. She'd felt like she was the only
one who understood him, the only one who could help him when no one else would.
If she could go back to the past, she would've slapped herself for being so dumb. It was
all my fault. If I hadn't been so full of myself, I could have helped Hajime before it was too
late!
Of all the students, only Hajime had realized how dangerous this world was from the
start. The reason he'd studied so hard even though he had no special talents wasn't
because he wanted to get back at his bullies. It was because he'd known.
He'd known that death was a real danger in this world.
While everyone else had enjoyed playing the part of the hero, Hajime alone had been
learning how to survive. He was the only one who'd resolved himself.
Resolved himself to do what needed to be done, if the time came. To keep going, even
when his legs were trembling in fear. To putting his life on the line if necessary, all for
the sake of making it back to Japan.
He, more than anyone, had understood. After all, he was that kind of man. And I should
have understood too. It was that side of him that attracted me in the first place.
When that poor lady and her grandson were being tormented by those college
students, he'd been the only one to step in. While Kaori had been shaking in her boots,
he'd had the strength to defend them. It was his greatest strength, but also what made
Kaori worried about him.
She'd known. She'd known.
When everything was looking hopeless, who had been the first to step forward?
Hajime. He'd been just as terrified as everyone else, but he'd had the resolve to take
on the most dangerous task. Because there'd been people counting on him to protect
them.
But because I hadn't realized that, I'd thought everything would turn out fine. Even
though I had no basis for thinking that, I thought I'd be able to protect him. And because
of my arrogance, I lost him.
Kaori remembered everything about that moment. How Hajime's hand stretched out
one last time, grasping at nothing, before he tumbled into the abyss. It was then that
she had learned the true meaning of despair.
But miraculously, Hajime had survived. And she'd been able to see him again. He
hadn't come back alone, though. By his side had been a golden-haired, crimson-eyed
beauty.
Kaori had been able to recover from the shock of losing Hajime once because Shizuku
had been there for her. And because she'd been driven by the desire to see Hajime's
fate with her own two eyes. She'd taken her regrets, her anger, and her sorrow, and
turned them into an ironclad will. She swore not to stop until she saw the truth for
herself.
However, after his return, everything changed. It was as if Kaori had lost him a second
time. Hajime had transformed into a merciless monster that killed without hesitation.
And he had a woman who loved him with all her heart by his side. She was someone
who had the confidence to stand by him no matter what kind of person he was.
Kaori's heart was shattered this time. She didn't know what to do. She didn't even
understand herself, much less Hajime. All she could do was watch as events moved
along, and he made preparations to leave again.
Ironically, it was her rival that woke Kaori from her stupor. Yue's harsh words were
the catalyst that helped Kaori realize what it was she really wanted.
Her implication that Kaori wasn't even worth her consideration stoked the dimming
fire within Kaori's heart. Yue's disdain angered Kaori more than even she realized. She
wasn't going to lose to this rude little girl, especially not when it came to Hajime.
Insults she could take, but she refused to let Yue hold on to the title of the person that
loved Hajime most. Plus, it wasn't just that. Once Kaori looked at Hajime again with a
clear mind, she realized he hadn't really changed that much at all. There was a little
girl who adored him like a father, a bunny girl who clearly loved him with all her heart,
and even a perverted older lady who seemed happy to stay by his side.
It was then she realized what she needed to do.
Her feelings hadn't been a lie after all.
She could hold her head up high and charge forward with all her might.
She could tell him the words she'd wanted to say for so long.
"I love you."
You better prepare yourself, Hajime-kun. I won't let you escape this time!
Shirasaki Kaori, seventeen years old. Her specialty? Shock and awe.