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Two months have passed, and he still hasn't achieved his goal of getting a girlfriend in high school. He even experienced the ups and downs of getting a zero in class and being expelled. Recently, Ike Kanji, who has become increasingly impatient, has started to lose his mind and tries to rely on Yamauchi to achieve his goal of dating girls.

"Ha, when did I—" Just as he was about to retort with a bewildered expression, Haruki Yamauchi suddenly remembered that he seemed to have actually said such nonsense.

Around the time when he still had 100,000 points at the beginning of the semester, in order to boast about his charm, he randomly found a girl who wasn't present at the time to show off to his 'friend'.

At the time, he said, "If it's not someone like Kushida or Hasebe, I won't take it."

Oh no, isn't this a bit too much hype?

"Ah, it seems like there was such a thing..." Haruki Yamauchi said with an embarrassed smile, scratching his head. "But I've almost forgotten about that kind of thing. Who would bother to remember such a rustic guy?"

"Even if you really want a girlfriend, you wouldn't go for Sakura, would you?"

"Her breasts are huge!" Ike Kanji couldn't control his voice and exclaimed, "Big breasts are the best sexual attribute, right?!"

Although Sakura usually keeps her head down and hunches her waist so that nothing can be seen, the curves of her body are still very obvious.

These kinds of plain, unwanted girls are actually easier to win over.

After much deliberation, Chi Cai, who had decided to lower his standards a bit in order to find a girlfriend, quietly began to consider changing his target.

"...Gurgle." Yamauchi Haruki made a barely perceptible sound and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, that won't do."

He lowered his body slightly and said in a low voice, "Think about it carefully. That thing is just fat. No matter how big it is, it's still fat. What kind of woman has a lot of fat?"

"Only fat women look big, it's because they have a lot of fat that they look big."

“Besides, she’s already confessed to me, what would it look like if you went after her?” he said. “I think people really need to have some goals.”

"Target: Kokushida!"

Haruki Yamauchi clenched his fist.

Sakura Airi: "..."

Ugh, so disgusting.

Sakura Airi, who was shrinking her head and pretending not to hear anything, felt a chill.

Who would confess to someone like Yamauchi?

...If she had a little more courage, she would have stood up and refuted Yamauchi at that moment.

But she didn't have the courage.

Let alone standing up and shouting, she finds it difficult to even make eye contact with someone.

However... even though they were speaking in hushed tones, the whole class could probably hear them clearly.

If this isn't corrected, people might actually start to believe it...

"Yamachi-kun—" Just as Sakura Airi was feeling a little anxious, Kushida Kikyo, who had finished talking to the other girls, quietly stood in front of Yamauchi Haruki's desk.

"K-Kushida?!" Startled, Yamauchi shrank back. "W-what's wrong?"

I just said I was going to try and win over Kushida, and now the person in question has come looking for me.

Honestly, it's kind of scary.

"Don't make up rumors that will bother your classmates, okay? Sakura-san will be very upset."

With an incredibly kind expression, Kikyo Kushida softly offered her words of advice.

Chapter 153 Could it be her boyfriend?

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Despite his kind smile, Haruki Yamauchi didn't exude the usual warm and approachable feeling one would expect from someone.

Instead, what enveloped me at that moment was pressure.

Kokushida, how scary...

No, that's not right. Kushida is an angel. It's not because Kushida is scary, but because everyone is watching her, that's why she's acting this way.

Having convinced himself of this, Haruki Yamauchi stammered out his apology:

"I... I remembered wrong, no, I mixed it up. Anyway, it wasn't Sakura who confessed to me, it was actually a girl from the next class. Anyway, is that okay...?"

"I don't know." Kikyo Kushida's expression remained unchanged: "You should ask Sakura-san, okay?"

She is not someone who needs an apology, and explaining things to her is useless.

"Um, Sakura-san, I'm sorry..." In front of everyone, feeling extremely humiliated, Haruki Yamauchi bowed his head to Airi Sakura once again.

Sakura Airi: "..."

He lowered his head.

So, should I forgive him...?

“…Hmm.” She made a barely audible sound.

After all, Sakura Airi isn't the type to relentlessly pursue or pressure someone. Since she's already apologized, she'll choose to let the matter drop.

...Although, if Kushida hadn't stood up for her, she would have just lowered her head in utter humiliation, silently brooding and suffering inwardly.

Well, I guess I should thank Kushida-kun after all... right?

Thinking this, she suddenly stood up and bowed in front of Kikyo Kushida.

"—Thank you, thank you!" came an unexpectedly loud voice.

"..."

Her apology caused a brief silence in the class.

But the silence was broken into a fit of loud laughter the next moment.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha."

"Was she serious about bowing and apologizing?"

"Wow, little Kikyo is definitely the best!"

"Hey, stop laughing, Sakura's ears are all red."

The noise instantly drowned out Sakura Airi, and a surge of regret overwhelmed her as she impulsively shouted her thanks.

Her rapidly spinning brain buzzed, and Sakura Airi's body was incredibly stiff.

However, as she bent down and closed the distance, she could vaguely smell a slightly different scent emanating from Kikyo Kushida.

"..."

She had a hard time describing the smell. Was it shampoo? Sweat? Or something else it had gotten from?

I'm not quite sure, but this flavor probably, maybe, possibly... doesn't come from the Kushida bellflower itself.

This is a flavor different from the natural aroma of Kikyo Kushida.

"Yes, you're welcome. It's what I should do." With a smile, Kikyo Kushida reached out and helped Airi Sakura up.

She had long disliked Yamauchi, and this was just an opportunity to give him a little warning.

Without Hirata's restraint, this guy starts jumping around again, which is annoying to watch.

Although she didn't know how long this would keep him in line, the final exams were just around the corner, and Hirata would take care of things without her having to do anything.

"Um, really... thank you so much." As soon as Kikyo Kushida spoke, the noisy laughter gradually faded away, and Airi Sakura, who had been pulled to sit up, thanked her again in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

With a gentle smile, Kikyo Kushida nodded slightly:

"Yes, yes, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can tell me on your own."

After saying that, she let go of Sakura's hand and returned to her seat.

The school bell rang, and Sakura Airi returned to her seat.

The moment Kikyo Kushida took her hand, the previously somewhat indistinct breath seemed to become clearer.

But if it doesn't taste like Kikyo Kushida, then whose is it...?

Incredibly audacious, a conjecture that even she herself didn't believe popped into Sakura Airi's mind.

Could it be... her 'boyfriend'?

Thinking about it carefully, it's not impossible. After all, Kikyo Kushida is so popular, it wouldn't be surprising if she were secretly dating someone.

If you're a boy, probably no one could resist Kushida-san...

Unlike me, apart from people like Yamanouchi, no one else will visit me, no one will take the initiative to contact me, and no one... will be able to connect with me on a deeper level.

Yes, Sakura Airi is afraid of contact with people, afraid of eye contact, and afraid of crowded places.

I've always longed for someone with whom I can connect on a deeper level.

But to this day, the one who understands her best is the one everyone loves, the one who belongs to everyone: Kikyo Kushida.

"..."

Suddenly I feel like wearing a mask.

she thinks.

......

Sakura Airi doesn't know when she started to become like this.

But by the time you realize it, you've already started to feel alone.

They don't initiate conversations, don't make contact, find it difficult to make eye contact, and are unable to speak.

Huddled in their own corner, hiding in their own small space, waiting for someone who can discover this treasure to take the initiative to contact and communicate with them.

However, if one is not careful, they will hide away, become speechless, and unable to speak.

Apart from Kikyo Kushida, who is loved by everyone and can be approached by anyone, no one can become her friend.

But precisely because it's a positive angle, and precisely because everyone likes it, it's impossible for it to belong to her alone.

Therefore, Sakura Airi understood that she was destined to be alone.

But at the same time, she also understands that 'humans cannot survive alone'.

Even though she subconsciously and instinctively tends towards loneliness, she still yearns for companionship deep down.

Even though her body's instincts might resist gathering in crowds, deep down she longed to shine on stage like her idol.

So, Airi Sakura put on the mask.

As long as you hypnotize yourself, as long as you repeatedly convince yourself in your heart, put on makeup, put on clothes, and imitate the idols on TV to make energetic expressions.

She could fantasize about whether she could be loved by everyone if she were like that.

"..."

Be cautious, look ahead and behind, and tiptoe.

Avoiding the gaze of passersby, as if in a stealth game, carrying her camera and beautiful clothes, Sakura Airi gently pushed open the unpowered electromagnetic door on the rooftop.

Chapter 154 'Auspicious Land'

Sakura Airi has a secret she can't tell anyone.

She is actually a photo idol.

The moment I realized I could never be alone again, the moment I fantasized that I could be loved by everyone if I could become different, the moment I watched my idol on TV shining brightly.

A sense of longing quietly arose in Sakura Airi's heart.

So, having mustered up the courage, she began trying to debut in her second year of junior high school.

Take photos, take photos, take photos.

Put down the camera and set the timer.

As long as she wears gorgeous clothes and strikes a cute pose, the shutter sound will capture her fake yet glamorous appearance when the camera's timer expires.

That's not me.

That is yourself.