The person who likes me is a yandere.

"I apologize for suddenly calling you two here!"

The teacher looked at the two of us standing together with her usual smile.

This woman is the culprit who caused me this terrible ordeal! I couldn't help but glare back at her with murderous intent.

"Oh dear, Qianyu-kun, your eyes are scary! What's wrong? Do you want to rebel against those in power? Do you want to become a bandit?"

Okay, he's still as sharp-tongued as ever, and I have to say, wow, this guy so naturally calls himself a power holder.

"How could that be! Teacher, you must be joking!"

Despite his gentle smile, I had no doubt that if I dared to nod, he would definitely smash me with a stool.

"Actually, the most important thing I called you here is your relationship, but you're high school students now, and I don't want to interfere too much. However, your teacher here really enjoys watching your kind of melodramatic teenage romance!"

"Well, as a teacher who educates students, this is quite a nice hobby for you..."

I simply can't believe that this guy has been watching me for the past three years. He's such a formidable adult.

"teacher."

Tohka, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke up, urging the teacher to hurry up. After all, she didn't have that much time to listen to us chat. But then again, it was true, even though it happened so suddenly I hadn't quite grasped what was going on. But why was I called here in the first place? And with Tohka, no less.

"Phew, don't rush."

The teacher didn't seem to care about what she had said before, and spoke with a smile on her face.

Then, she dropped a bombshell that hit me like a nuclear bomb.

…………

Chapter Seven: You Are the Person I Hate the Most

Ten minutes later, Tohka and I walked silently down the corridor.

"Hey, Tohka, you've been the student council president for a long time, haven't you?"

Okay, that's a pointless question; there's no need to ask. The imposing presence she exuded as student council president lingers in my mind; in other words, that image is etched into my memory. Her work style as student council president was, in many ways, a terrifying experience for us. No, no, perhaps she was good to good students, but for bad students like us, well…!

"Perhaps Tohka could manage the students on her own before, but judging from her current situation, wouldn't it be quite difficult for her to continue as student council president? However, I also think that even ordinary school life must be very tough for you right now, right?"

"Originally, I wanted to find someone in the class who could replace you in your work, but I also considered that you might not be able to adapt to normal campus life, and you also said that you would try to live the same life as before the summer vacation, right?"

Tohka was bombarded with questions by her homeroom teacher but didn't say anything else. She just kept nodding and giving perfunctory answers. I could tell the homeroom teacher was a little embarrassed!

"Therefore, as the homeroom teacher, I definitely need to come up with a reasonable solution. So, I've come up with an idea!"

Why does this homeroom teacher try so hard to appear so intelligent? Why does he get so much screen time?

Mr. Yamada seemed to be some kind of elementary school student who might be the Grim Reaper. He pushed up his glasses, and the reflection in the lenses revealed a glint of light. He then looked at me with a hint of mockery, and for some reason, I felt a chill run down my spine!

"So I made this decision. The teacher wants to appoint Asahi-kun as the vice president. So, here's the question: Asahi-kun, can you sincerely help Tohka-kun?"

Of course, I refused. Firstly, I'm too lazy. Secondly, just imagine, a grown man like me following her around all day, having to fawn over her. You wouldn't feel ashamed, but I would feel embarrassed. If I, as a guy, did something like that, I'd be dead. Besides, I'd never even heard of the position of student vice president.

So I naturally asked the teacher why she chose me, and coincidentally, she chose me when Tohka and I were becoming student celebrities!

Then the teacher glanced at me indifferently and said in a nonchalant tone that he thought I was suitable, but why do I always feel like he's making fun of me?

As long as you, teacher, can let me go, I'll serve you tea and water unconditionally every day... I even said something like that, and the teacher, who was drinking tea with an air of superiority, immediately spat it out!

However, things didn't go as planned, and in the end, I succumbed to the teacher's tyranny.

As we were about to leave the classroom, the teacher stopped me and then said something to me in a very mysterious way.

"Oh, by the way, if you're a gentleman like Asago-kun, could you please take Sakura home? She's been walking to and from school alone ever since she lost her memory. It's dangerous, you know."

Honestly, I think this bespectacled guy is up to no good. While I could make excuses for what he said before, what he just said is really intriguing. If he's really worried about Tohka's safety, he could just find any guy to take her home; he doesn't need to ask me, his 'boyfriend' who's currently in the spotlight! I'm sure plenty of people would be happy to take that job!

Honestly, I don't even know how to get along well with Tohka now. And I simply don't have the time or inclination for that.

Perhaps this is a form of punishment—that's what I thought.

Evil people will be punished. This saying is like a redemption for those who are not evil.

"Ugh……"

Thinking about my miserable life ahead, I couldn't help but sigh. Even though I thought I was being quiet, Tohka, who was in front of me, still heard me and immediately turned around as if she wanted to question me.

"Simple language".

"Huh? What's wrong?" I'm not kidding you guys, I almost instinctively straightened my back!

Honestly, it's shameful to be wary of a girl, especially when she's my girlfriend. I was still on edge, which made it even more shameful. But seeing Tohka's cold gaze, I realized this wasn't the time to be ashamed!

"If you really hate me that much, you don't have to come and help me, it's okay!"

A cold gaze...and a harsh tone.

Naturally, I was a little afraid to look her in the eye. Because of my nervousness, my heart was pounding and my breathing was even a little erratic, but I still tried my best to speak calmly, "No, I don't hate this job."

"Being helped by someone as half-baked as you only adds to my troubles."

I turned my gaze back to Tohka, who was staring straight at me.

If it was cold before, it's now hostile. This kind of gaze directed at the enemy makes me a little scared, and I don't even know what I'm afraid of!

"Besides, I don't think at all that someone who starts faking illness and skipping class from the opening ceremony can work for me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, I froze on the spot. Just as I was about to wonder how she knew about this, I already knew the answer!

"You know it all?"

"Ok!"

Tohka nodded. Speaking of which, she did arrive at the classroom a little late on the day of the opening ceremony.

That probably wasn't being late, but rather because she needed to talk to the school nurse about something. Amnesia is a medical condition, so the nurse must have given her some instructions. The voice I heard coming from the infirmary yesterday must have belonged to her.

"Using a thermometer to fake illness...is it really necessary?"

"Hehe...that's really embarrassing!"

I felt like I'd been hit by countless arrows; she was telling me everything I least wanted anyone to know. Before things got any more serious, I quickly changed the subject while I could still manage a silly laugh.

"But I will still help you with your work; it's too hard for you to work alone!"

"why?"

That's why...

"Was it because the teacher instructed us to do that? Or is it because we're a couple?"

"........."

She rudely interrupted me before I could utter a perfunctory reply, and asked me a question I had no desire to discuss at all!

As I was pondering what words to use to brush it off, and whether nodding in agreement would be easier, Tohka launched into a barrage of words, giving me no time to catch my breath.

"I simply can't believe you were my boyfriend before I lost my memory!"

"........."

Her icy tone and cold gaze made it hard for me to breathe. So, in the end, we were back to square one, with the exact same tone as before…

"Because I think you are the type of person I hate the most."

Chapter Eight: Are You the Devil?

"Oh no, did I get dumped?"

Indeed, I think that unless she's mentally ill, she wouldn't fall for someone like me. But I still sighed silently, feeling a tightness in my chest, though I don't know why!

Aki Tomoya suddenly jumped out from the side, saw that I had no expression, and said to me in a slightly teasing tone...

"Qianyu-kun, did you get dumped?"

Just as I was about to ignore him, he suddenly shared this thought!

"You got dumped. Normally, would you tell someone to your face that they're your worst type?! Is it really okay to say something like that to their face?! Just think about it, but would anyone actually say it to their face?!"

"Ugh, stop talking! My health bar was already low, and now you're going to launch a mental attack!"

"Let me tell you, you two are really not a good match. She's not just arrogant, she can say in front of so many people that you're the person she hates the most, without ever considering your feelings. She's always been like this, and now she's even more arrogant than before. I advise you to give her up!"

"I really can't stand it anymore, but let's not talk about her!"

I am just a weak-willed young man. When I encounter difficulties, I don't think about how to solve them but how to escape them. I am indeed very cowardly!

"But speaking of which, isn't she full of energy now? She's almost exactly the same as before. I'm starting to wonder if she's lost her memory!"

"She does have amnesia, but saying she's perfectly mentally sharp is a completely different matter!"

Now I finally understand. Even though she lost her memory, her inherent arrogance hasn't changed in the slightest. She still says things that others can't say with complete confidence. She's just like Tohka in every way.

This is a stark contrast to my carefree and irresponsible personality. Our personalities are natural opposites, like natural enemies, so it's normal that I'm disliked.

I've been avoiding this because I found out about it, but now... I really hate Yamada-sensei!

Incidentally, Ms. Yamada asked me to take Tohka home, but after we got back to the classroom together, she left quickly without giving me a chance.

Of course, none of this was the scariest part; the scariest part was the next day.

Ultimately, her work style has been excessive from the very beginning, due to her extremely serious attitude and strong sense of justice.

If any boy tries to skip his cleaning duty and runs home, she'll yell, "Get back to work!" and then come to his door to catch him.

If a girl comes to class wearing makeup, she'll say, "Lipstick is enough!" and confiscate all her makeup.

If a conflict arises among classmates, we must find out the reason and resolve it even if it gets dark.

The boys complained that she went too far.

The girls complained that she was too rough.

The students complained that she was authoritarian.

However, she didn't show the slightest bit of leniency and wholeheartedly fulfilled her cushy job as student council president. For good students, she was a savior. I have to praise her now. Indeed, gold shines wherever it is. And then I pray for world peace, or school peace, or something like that!

She became the student council president again. I remember she was a little better before she lost her memory, at least not as crazy as she is now. Of course, enough of this nonsense, let's see just how terrifying she really is!

On her first day as student council president—I mean, the first day after losing her memory—her first task was to stand in front of everyone during the morning assembly, she said.

"Begin the grooming check (Author's note: This is probably similar to the hair and nail length checks conducted in junior and senior high schools in China)."