Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

"...I'm a little confused about what Arisu means."

"Well - men won't be satisfied with the status quo, right?"

Arisu leaned his cheek closer.

Warm breath began to stir my cheeks.

"Nanami, are you the kind of man who is easily satisfied with the status quo?"

"Don't you want to see more of me?"

...Say something like this in the morning, it's a sure kill for a man! Arisu-san!

Even though her heart was in a mess, Nanami knew clearly at this moment that she must not easily reveal her flaws in front of Arisu.

Otherwise, you will only be more passive in future interactions.

"If Yuusi doesn't mind... I'd like to see more swimsuits. After all, there aren't many opportunities to see beautiful girls in swimsuits up close. Besides, no other girl would be willing to wear a swimsuit for me to admire..."

Nanami bluntly expressed her inner thoughts.

"There are other girls, right?"

Arisu's words made Nanami's facial features stiffen.

"Yukiko is obviously like that, right? I have a feeling that if Nanami asks her to wear a swimsuit, she will definitely not resist, and there is a high probability that she will actively cooperate. Nanami must have imagined that kind of scene in her mind, right? Doing something unspeakable with a mature older sister."

There was silence for several seconds.

Yukiko's face subconsciously appeared in my mind, and the intense dizziness transmitted from the brain to all the nerves, and the images kept flashing in my mind like a movie film.

Boyfriend.

phone.

And...a strange last name.

——The solution is through a small path.

"Nanaha?"

The sudden change made Arisu immediately aware of the abnormality in Nanami's body.

"It hurts... I feel like my head is going to split apart..."

"Eh? Sorry...should I...go to the hospital?"

"Let me rest for a while... Arisu, please get off first."

"Feel sorry......"

His eyebrows were tightly furrowed and his body was shaking.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Arisu's eyes gradually dropped diagonally downward.

Is it because... it happens too often?

Kankai said that there were no side effects, and Yukiko's behavior confirmed that. Nanami was different from her recently, just because...

Should I control the frequency afterwards?

If irreparable damage is done to the body...

"Arisu, speaking of which...Kankai Yukouji, have you ever heard me mention this last name before?"

Feeling the dizziness gradually subside, Nanami pushed her body up as if doing push-ups.

His eyes, which suddenly became serious, stared directly at Arisu, whose expression was in a daze.

"Nanaha...what's wrong?"

"No... I'm just a little concerned. A surname that has nothing to do with me suddenly popped up in my mind... Isn't it strange?"

"Maybe it's just a last name I accidentally saw on the news."

"Well... maybe that's the case."

When the words fell.

The cell phone under the pillow made a shrill ringtone.

Ah, is it time to get up?

Nanami, feeling caught off guard, immediately straightened herself up, and as she was putting on her shirt, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Arisu looked rather strange.

"Arisu...what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"...Maybe it's because of my period."

"Eh? Sorry... Is there anything I can do?"

"No, Nanami, go get ready for work and leave me some quiet time."

The bedroom door was gently closed.

Arisu Sato remained staring blankly at the scene in front of her.

Nanami just mentioned...

——The solution is through a small path.

You probably didn't recall it?

No... maybe just a fleeting moment.

If she recalled clearly what happened, Nanami would never act as if nothing had happened.

so......

Nothing has changed.

The happy life remains the same as before.

Right?

Chapter 114 This is a check and balance

Friday.

The final examination will be held at 8:30.

The exam lasts for three days and is only held in the morning.

The original seating order in the classroom was disrupted, and Arisu's seat was changed from the right side near the window to the first row in the middle.

There are still twenty minutes left until the exam.

Lying on the table and looking out the window, the sunlight today seems to be stronger than before, and one can feel the high temperature outside even through the window.

Don't know what to do.

Arisu began to draw some irregular patterns on the manuscript paper with a ballpoint pen.

This went on for dozens of seconds.

Pentagons, hexagons, the styles and types of patterns became increasingly complex, until they finally became strange shapes that could not be described in words.

Thinking of the three-day long exam that was coming up, Arisu lay on the table, staring blankly at the sliding door of the classroom.

......

The sliding door of the classroom was opened and closed, and familiar faces appeared repeatedly in my sight.

So, when a girl wearing a second-year uniform and with curly brown hair appeared at the classroom door, she immediately caught Arisu's attention.

As if she noticed the gazes lingering on her, the curly-haired girl suddenly shifted her gaze to Arisu who was lying on the desk.

...It's this guy.

Arisu stood up.

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"What do you want?"

The curly-haired girl called me to the corner of the corridor not far from the classroom. This place was connected to the second-grade teaching building. Due to the exams, there were not many students around.

If you want revenge, then come on.

Arisu, who held this thought, was not surprised at all by the appearance of the 'curly-haired girl'.

"It's all because of you..."

"It's all because of you! The president dropped out of school!"

The curly-haired girl's eyes suddenly turned red and her behavior became hysterical, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed Arisu's collar.

"Drop out?"

Seemingly not noticing what the other person was doing with his hands, Arisu gently scratched his itchy right cheek with his right hand, his tone still as cold as before.

"Oh, is it so."

"It's all because of you! If it weren't for you... the president wouldn't have done that..."

The curly-haired girl, who behaved like a mental patient, even had her body shaking to varying degrees.

It seems——this guy is quite concerned.

Because his hair was cut, he felt ashamed to face his former classmates, so he simply chose to drop out of school.

This choice -

It's really boring.

"That kind of thing has nothing to do with me."

Arisu tightly grasped the curly-haired girl's right wrist, which was holding her collar, with his left hand.

Then he pulled the opponent's right hand down forcefully.

The tone also turned cold.

"Listen carefully. Since you think that other people's feelings are unimportant from the beginning and are only self-centered, and everything that happens has nothing to do with you who did all this, those who hold this idea, when the same thing happens to you, don't complain like an old woman. It must be uncomfortable to have your hair cut short, right? It feels very uncomfortable to be coerced, right? The reality is that you cannot resist it. What happened to others is happening to you again. I just repeated on her what the president did to Sawamura. Is it wrong to do this? If this is wrong, then what about the turtle president who forced Sawamura to that point? I am just punishing the criminal. I just let that guy feel for himself what it feels like when the same thing happens to him."

The curly-haired girl was left speechless by these words, staring blankly, with her outstretched right hand suspended in mid-air.