Real teaching, but diary flow

She couldn't persuade this foolish woman.

Listening to others recount their past experiences and hear their deep regrets is just a common occurrence.

We don't need Horikita Suzune this time.

When a listener is quiet, silent, they close their mouth.

"So, I will imitate whatever my brother says or does, and I will try my best to do it."

“Studying, exercising, and… long, jet-black hair.” Horikita Suzune gently lifted a strand of her hair, which was deep black, incredibly smooth, and had been maintained for a long time. “It looks beautiful, doesn’t it? I think it looks beautiful too.”

Kikyo Kushida: "......" How can this woman be so narcissistic?

Setting down the strand of hair in her hand, Horikita Suzune continued:

"I tried my best, I think I tried my best, I did my best and achieved the best results I could."

"Even if I had to do it all over again, I would probably make the same choice."

"The choice I firmly believed was right has yielded an outcome I didn't expect." She paused slightly, took a deep breath, and said, "I think I probably did something wrong."

"And it's completely wrong."

Horikita Suzune exhaled a long breath and raised her head.

“I can’t see the road ahead of me clearly, and I can’t see myself clearly either.” Once again, she reached out her hand to Kikyo Kushida: “I need a mirror. Please be my friend and become a ‘mirror’ that can reflect my face clearly.”

Kushida Kikyo: "......"

...That's a really shameless request.

After saying all that, is it all just for this kind of thing?

Shameless, chaotic, and inexplicable.

Stupid woman, stupid woman, stinky woman.

but......

She still took Horikita Suzune's outstretched hand.

"Ugh, I must be out of my mind." Kikyo Kushida couldn't help but curse, "Accepting such nonsense as an excuse, staying cooped up in my room for too long is going to ruin my brain."

He could clearly feel the warmth of the girl's palm as they clasped hands, and he could clearly see her eyes as he looked up.

“It’s disgusting,” she said.

......

friend.

A very incredible word.

Before today, Horikita Suzune had never had anyone she could call a friend.

But starting today, she should have her first friend.

The only problem is...

"Friend, what do you need?" She suddenly realized something she had been overlooking.

A friend, a mirror.

Although the goal is to create a portrait of oneself through the eyes of others, how exactly does one do that?

Should I just ask?

'Don't just grab someone and ask what kind of person they think I am; that's called begging for a title.'

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Horikita Suzune thought of what Asakusa Tetsu had said that day.

After returning home that day, she actually looked up what '讨封' meant.

Although she didn't quite understand, she clearly remembered that she shouldn't ask directly about it.

“Talking badly about others, gossiping about the latest happenings, decorating with lanterns and colorful decorations, holding hands and going to the toilet together.” Sitting back on her bed, lying down casually, staring at the ceiling, Kikyo Kushida said casually, “All I have to do is do these meaningless but silly things that make people feel like they own the other person.”

"I'm telling you, you really don't have any friends." She got up and sighed helplessly.

Horikita Suzune's expression looked a little unnatural:

"...So what if I don't have it?"

"I've said so much more than that, so what about you?" As if changing the subject, she said, "In the end, why would anyone want to be friends with everyone?"

Although she started talking on her own, she had already said so much, so Kikyo Kushida should at least say something too.

"...I have nothing to say." Kikyo Kushida lay back down, raising her hand to block out the bedroom light that had finally been turned back on not long ago:

"I just want a sense of superiority."

"The diary already said it, didn't it? Harboring inferiority complex, yearning for superiority, a veritable...flawed product."

“That’s me,” she said.

The words, without a trace of falsehood, perfectly describe the existence of someone named 'Kikyo Kushida'.

It couldn't be more fitting here.

"..."

The words fell softly, and a moment of silence followed in the room.

Only the sound of breathing could be heard, and an incredibly reassuring sense of tranquility spread through the room.

"I'll go back to class tomorrow." Suddenly, Kikyo Kushida said, "To be honest, even if you didn't come, I would have gone back to normal and gone back to class in a couple of days."

"I'm actually better at comforting myself than you think."

Chapter 76 You're Really Sick

Instead of being curious about my affairs, look at yourself.

With her hand raised, Kikyo Kushida pulled Suzune Horikita backward, causing her to lie face down on her bed.

Then, she turned around, grabbed the other person's pretty face, and stretched that seemingly flawless, fair skin into an unsightly arc.

"She looked completely blank," she said.

"Ugh—" Horikita Suzune's brain went blank for a moment when her pretty face was suddenly pinched. Then, she realized that she was being attacked by the other party because of the pain of her cheek being pulled.

"I hate it the most." Kikyo Kushida said while pinching him.

"So stupid."

"So silly."

"My mind is full of random, nonsensical thoughts."

"It's not like the thought process of a normal person at all."

"Why release the intelligence?" she asked.

Horikita Suzune uttered a muffled sound:

"I don't understand what you're saying—"

"Answer," Kikyo Kushida said softly. "You just need to answer."

Since you've decided to use her as a mirror, you must be prepared to answer the magic mirror's questions.

Clearly state your true intentions and understand yourself.

Being pinched and toyed with by her like that was just a small 'price'.

"Ugh—" Just as Kushida Kikyo looked at Horikita Suzune's cheek, which she had pulled up, and curled up her lips, Horikita Suzune suddenly pulled her up to sit up as she propped herself up. Then, she turned around and grabbed Kushida Kikyo's cheek.

It's still difficult to exert force when lying on your side in bed.

"Because I can't afford it." Horikita Suzune replied to Kushida Kikyo's question with this response.

Because she couldn't afford the price to confirm the specific rules of the special exam on her own, she needed the help of her classmates.

Since the special exams are conducted by class, it was only natural for her, having received this hint from Chabashira Sae, to think of asking other classmates for help.

Releasing the intelligence was just something I did incidentally.

She slightly increased the pressure on her hands, and Kikyo Kushida spoke indistinctly:

"Answering a question by biting money is itself a form of answer—"

"The change in the price quote is also a kind of answer—" Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Have you found the fake person yet?"

The second day's diary entry presents Horikita Suzune with a trial: to find the fake person in the class.

If Horikita Suzune hadn't revealed so much, she might have even forgotten that she wrote such a thing in her diary.

But now that I think about it, having a 'fake person' in the class was actually quite scary.

“I think so, it’s Haruki Yamauchi, but it’s not. It’s Pigeon’s trial. Brother doesn’t know about it.” Horikita Suzune wanted to shake her head, but her face was pinched, and she had to pinch Kushida Kikyo in return. So she could only continue to give a vague answer: “Um, how long will this go on? Ah.”

It hurt so much when I pinched her cheek.

As soon as she finished speaking, Kikyo Kushida released Suzune Horikita's cheek.

She'd pinched him enough.

"Now." As she moved, Horikita Suzune also released her hand.

First, she rubbed her cheeks, feeling the lingering pain, before continuing to speak.

"That idiot does seem pretty hypocritical, but if he says he doesn't know, doesn't that mean his answer is wrong?" Kikyo Kushida casually made a sarcastic remark about Yamauchi and said speechlessly, "Alright, that's enough, no need to say any more."

"I understand your fundamental problem."

"The magic mirror will tell you who 'Horikita Suzune' is."

Straightening her slightly disheveled clothes, Kikyo Kushida pointed her index finger at Suzune Horikita.

“You’re stupid,” she said.

"I think I understand now. Whether you chase after your brother or not, whether you complete the trial or not, whether you understand the clues or not, it all boils down to the fact that you're stupid."

"Can't see the road ahead, can't see yourself, isn't that just saying you're stupid?" Kikyo Kushida let out a long sigh: "What's with all this talk about mirrors? Isn't it just because I think you're stupid that you can't figure things out yourself and can only ask others?"

Kikyo Kushida couldn't understand why she had always considered Suzune Horikita as a major threat.

If I had known she was so stupid, what would I have been worried about?

"You, I..." Suddenly being pointed at and scolded, and seemingly unable to refute it, Horikita Suzune rubbed her cheeks, feeling strangely uncomfortable all over.

But she sought it out herself; she came to Kushida Kikyo herself to befriend her, and she came to say that she wanted to use Kushida Kikyo to reflect her own image.

...So she could only listen obediently, feeling utterly humiliated, and mutter under her breath:

"Then, what should I do...?"

“I don’t know.” Kikyo Kushida shrugged. “I’m just a mirror, not a lighthouse.”

"Don't ask me for directions."

It would be enough to seize the opportunity to give Horikita Suzune a good scolding. Do you really expect her to play the role of a confidante and analyze anything for Horikita Suzune?

She doesn't want to.

Holding someone's hand and pretending to be a good person, pouring out your heart and saying a lot of empathetic things, is to build a closer relationship. Why bother saying so much to Horikita Suzune?

She didn't even know where she was going.

"Alright, get out of here." After scolding Horikita Suzune, who seemed unable to retaliate, Kushida Kikyo pinched Horikita Suzune's silly face. Although she was also pinched, she pinched her face for a longer time in total, and felt much better. Then she simply chased her away: "You've made friends, you've looked in the mirror, so don't stay in my room."

"I have no intention of spending the night in the same bed with a woman."

Don't make it sound like she's a lesbian.

Her sexual orientation is perfectly normal.

"...It seems it's getting late." Turning her head to glance at the light behind the curtains, which had unknowingly become quite dim, Horikita Suzune sighed, "I know."

"Then, see you tomorrow."

Horikita Suzune had just lifted her leg to leave when she suddenly seemed to remember something and stopped.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot something." With that, she took a voice recorder out of her pocket in front of Kikyo Kushida.

It's the one I bought from Asakusa Tetsu.