The person who likes me is a yandere.

Seeing Asuna unfortunately bump into the door, something flashed through my mind.

Asuna swam to the riverbank with Sora in her arms after she fell into the river from the bridge pier.

At that moment, she hugged Qiong's body.

So, of course, Asuna should also become unlucky.

Asuna, unaware that she was more unlucky than usual, maintained a gentle expression. The sound of Sora counting down came from the living room.

"By the way, Qianyu. There's only one minute left today. To ensure your safety until the very end, take this lucky stone."

I noticed that Asuna was about to hand me the lapis lazuli necklace she was wearing.

As Asuna reached behind her neck to remove the necklace, and as she straightened her back and puffed out her chest—

--Snapped.

The fabric of her cheongsam had ripped straight up from the collar to her waist. Was this how silk was torn? The scene before me seemed unreal.

Then, at the end of the day, I saw unlucky people other than myself.

The torn cheongsam draped over Asuna like a cape, revealing her entire chest to me.

Countless questions arose in my mind.

Sora, unaware that Asuna's entire body was exposed, continued counting down. The moment Asuna understood what was happening to her—

"Aa ...

Asuna pushed me away with both hands.

I was pushed into the toilet, my butt slamming hard against the toilet bowl. The countdown to the toilet had ten seconds left.

For the sake of the sky, I swear I will live through today.

The moment the date crossed the line, the last words I uttered today, after making such a vow, were...

"I almost lost my life."

That's the sentence.

Furthermore, the first thing he said after surviving the change of date was, "I'm going to lose control of my bladder."

I avoided the embarrassing situation of incontinence and greeted the new day. That morning...

I woke up a few minutes before my alarm went off. As I was tossing and turning in bed, someone knocked on my door. Who could it be? What am I even saying? There's only Asuna and Sora in this house.

"...Please come in."

"Good morning, Qianyu."

Asuna walked in wearing an out-of-season Christmas outfit—a loungewear dress instead of a cheongsam.

"Yo, good morning."

I got out of bed. Although it was morning, Asuna's face showed no signs of sleepiness. In fact, she exuded the seriousness of a student facing an exam.

Asuna closed the door and said:

"Today is the day I embrace the heavens. I will do my best to fulfill this important responsibility."

"Okay, please."

Asuna nimbly took small steps to my bedside, sat down on the edge of my bed with a thud, looked up at me, and said:

"I have something I'd like to ask you."

"what's up?"

"...If I encounter bad luck today...I hope Qianyu can bring me good luck."

Will it bring Asuna good luck?

"...Could it be that you mean..."

My heart was inexplicably pounding from the very beginning of the morning when I answered:

"Kiss?"

I felt like I was being roasted alive by Asuna's unusually intense gaze.

"...Once you do it once, you want to do it again. I might be addicted. What should I do, Qianyu?"

Even if you ask me what to do, I don't know!

"Huh, um, that. I, this is only the second time in my life that I've kissed..."

An embarrassing reaction.

As if to punish my panic, the alarm clock rang at the set time. I had no idea that the recorded message had been erased.

"Good morning, brother... Well, I haven't told you about that yet. But when you were in sixth grade, and I was in first grade... I kissed you. That was your first kiss, you know. Although it was also my first kiss."

"...Brother," Qiong suddenly thought, "if I repeat what I did in the past, maybe my memories will return." Just as her brother wanted to protect his memories with a hug, Qiong wanted to help him too.

So… let Sora help brother regain his memories. But brother, don't suddenly ask for Sora's help. Because if I'm going to help, I need to… be mentally prepared first.

This concludes the recorded message.

How could she record such a coming-out declaration on her alarm clock?!

What kind of morning is it to be woken up by such a coming-out declaration?

Speaking of which, why did I kiss Sora when I was in first grade?

Although I really wanted to ask about these things, ensuring my own safety was more important than that right now. Asuna, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, unconsciously developed a fierce, predatory smile, standing proudly upright.

"Xiao Qiong kissed Qian Yu... and Xiao Qiong plans to kiss Qian Yu whenever she has a chance? And Qian Yu's First Kiss was stolen! Theoretically, Second Kiss should be mine... In that case, Qian Yu's Third Kiss, Fourth Kiss, Fifth Kiss... I have to take Millionth of them first."

"Million? You... how many times are you planning to kiss me?"

"Yoshizu, you're so stupid. Million means one million."

Okay, I understand!

"Starting today... it's finally starting today."

"Um, what's about to start?"

Asuna, with an expression befitting a famous detective confronting a difficult criminal, said:

"My battle with Xiaoqiong for Qianyu. The love war is about to begin!"

I covered my head in my hands. I haven't even hugged Qiong yet today, but I'm already having bad luck!

postscript

Nice to meet you, or it's been a long time!

I am Hoshizora Kikuei, who has a strange habit of eating sushi by coating it with a thick layer of wasabi, twitching slightly from the intense spiciness that hits my head, and shedding a few tears.

...Although this self-introduction is a true story, it is so absurd that it gives the impression that the important part was said wrong right at the beginning.

No, but it's different from the main novel.

Even if you say the wrong thing or your speech is incomprehensible to others, there is no need to be afraid (as someone with a strong personality in my heart said).

But I've published my first book on Yuewen, a book that's truly memorable. And what follows can't be meaningless. I clearly wanted to share the joy of publishing my book, to shout "Yay!" with all of you readers, but why am I making this kind of self-introduction that's like throwing in wasabi...? Please allow me to explain.

When I'm writing a novel, I sometimes want to violently and intensely refresh my mind.

My legs want to walk until they feel weak.

My body wants to soak in hot bath water until it's completely limp.

I want to roll around in the grassland near my home and sunbathe from morning till night.

I want to challenge myself to see how drunk I can get with chanmery (a beverage with less than 1% alcohol).

Even though I feel that any action other than chanmery can refresh my mind, there is a small problem.

It takes time to refresh your mind.

Taking a walk, taking a long bath, sunbathing, or doing weight training when I have to write a novel are all outright escapism. It's awful.

Therefore, I am looking for ways to refresh my mind in the shortest amount of time.

In the end, all I found was sushi covered in wasabi.

I bought a box of sushi from the supermarket near my home, spread a thick layer of wasabi on it that was practically an insult to the taste of the ingredients, and then took a bite.

Brain matter splattered and sparks flew. This could already be considered a legal stimulant.

Besides giving your mind a fresh start, although the effect only lasts for a very short time, it can also help you get rid of sleepiness. Another method I use to combat sleepiness is taking Peruvian ginseng pills or drinking ginseng to raise my libido to the limit, making myself so aroused that I can't sleep. This method is an extremely dangerous double-edged sword; while it effectively gets rid of sleepiness, the intense arousal might prevent you from concentrating on your manuscript. Hehe.

Dear readers, please look at the cover!

That curvy girl is amazing! Wow, she's totally my type, so cute!

Having consumed a ton of Peruvian ginseng, I feel like I'm about to fall between Asuna's (the heroine's) breasts while watching this. → I've had too much Peruvian ginseng, so my comments are a bit incoherent.

Finally, to all the readers.

I live quietly in a remote area of ​​Sapporo, unable to meet you readers or even know your names, but I still clearly feel your presence.

Thank you to all the readers for making my presence so clearly felt.

Because I want to continue to clearly feel the presence of all of you readers, I will do things like eating wasabi while diligently writing my novel! Please take another look at my novel!

2019.8.8

Volume 6 My Girlfriend is a Yandere