It is early June.
I spent the first days shivering in the same high school as the abominable devils, but now I am at peace. Unlike my original plan, I got involved with red and blue, but both were unavoidable. I’ll just say it can’t be helped.
I have a good relationship with Yuuhi Akazawa, who is a classmate of mine. We say hello to each other and occasionally chat, but the relationship is not to the point of playing with each other.
Ami Aoyama is an occasional GPEX partner. At school, she is in different classes, so we don’t have much contact, and we just say hello to each other when we pass each other.
What I fear is that she will find out that I am Shota Mukawa.
Compared to that, a little proximity is acceptable.
Unlike in the past, I felt that they were not so prickly. I don’t want to say they were goddesses or anything, but they did have an air of seduction about them.
Akazawa acts like an idol to everyone and makes the students smile. Aoyama is always energetic and gives energy to the students. Her appearance was worthy of being revered as a goddess.
Maybe they washed their hands after reflecting on their lives.
I wonder how those two would act if they knew I was Shota Mukawa.
…… Let’s stop talking about hypotheticals.
I am Shota Nijitani now. I don’t forget the memories and feelings of that time, but I am already a different person.
I still have no contact with the rest of the demons.
This is good news. Both of them are in different classes, and I have no contact with them because I’m not involved in club activities. I will not be involved with them in the future.
Now that day.
I was riding my bike to my part-time job.
My father works at a good job and gives me an allowance every month, but it’s not good to be too dependent on him.
I started looking for a part-time job in earnest after my mid-term exams were over, and today I finally got a job at a bookstore located far away from my house.
The day of my first day of work arrived.
The person who showed up as an instructor was.
“Oh, you’re a transfer student Nijitani-san, right?”
It was the black goddess – Tsukiyo Kuromine.
The reason I chose a place far from home was to be prepared for any contingency. If it was near my house, there was a possibility that the [four-colored demon] would find me.
I didn’t want my classmates from junior high school to find me either. If someone who knew me in junior high school was working at the place where I was working, they might inadvertently leak the information and find out it was me.
That’s why I chose a bookstore……. far from home
I froze at the unexpected.
I would have lamented my bad luck if black had just appeared here. What was unexpected was her appearance. It was very different from the school. Way too different.
Her name is Tsukiyo Kuromine.
In the past, she was a plain, dark-rooted woman with glasses and pigtails. Serious was a good word to describe her, but she didn’t like to talk and had no energy, leaving me with the impression that she was a gloomy woman. The fact that she was always reading accelerated this impression.
However, the Kuromine I saw at Tenkain Gakuen was a completely different person.
She was the type of girl you might call a “savage” type of girl. Her hands were in her pockets, and she was standing with an air of dignity. She was a tall, black-haired beauty with an outstanding style, dressed down in her uniform, wearing light makeup, and exuding a cool atmosphere. That was the Black Goddess.
When I saw her, someone was confessing his love to her.
[“I like you. Please go out with me.”]
[“…… Haa? I hate you.”]
[“Look in the mirror and come back later.”]
She was licking a candy bar and cutting the boys off in short bursts.
I thought she was a different person. Even now, I still think so. But then again, judging by how much she has changed, it’s not so different.
And now, here I am.
Kuromine, standing in front of me, was wearing glasses. No makeup. Her glossy black hair is in pigtails.
This plain girl was unmistakably the Kuromine of my junior high school days.
Now that she called me a transfer student, I was finally convinced that this was the black devil who had put me through hell back in junior high school.
…… Calm down and be cool.
There is no contact at school. And the only person Kuromine will know is Shota Nijitani from high school. The response to take at this stage, when he hasn’t been introduced to her.
“Huh, do you know me?”
“We’ve never met before.”
Decide to pretend ignorance.
There is no connection between us. It would be strange if I knew her name and face. I have to act as a high school boy who just transferred to a new school and started working part-time because he has settled down in his life.
“Eh, that …… we actually go to the same high school.”
“I see. I’ve been busy since I transferred, and I had a midterm, I don’t even remember the names of everyone else in my class yet.”
“I see. …… Oh, don’t worry about it.”
Let’s go by the body of not knowing if she is a senior or a junior, or even a classmate. For this reason, I use honorifics and play the role of a serious person.
“I am Kuromine. Nijitani-san and I are schoolmates.”
“I didn’t know we were in the same school. Well then, I look forward to working with you today.”
“I’m looking forward to working with you. I will teach you as much as I can.”
The first day of my part-time job was over.
Kuromine didn’t find out who I was to the end. At first she was awkward, but from the middle of the day, she treated me like a new part-timer and a senior employee.
At this rate, I would be fine in the future as long as I don’t do anything too bad. I think my transformation may be even greater than Kuromine.
Kuromine’s teaching style was very attentive. Thanks to her, I was able to learn the job quickly.
“Thanks for your hard work, Nijitani-san.”
“How was your first day?”
“I’m grateful to you, Kuromine. Thank you.”
“No, no, Nijutani-san has a good memory”
Then Kuromine smiled, and her face was the same as when we used to talk in junior high school.
That’s the same girl at school, right?
I know this in my head, but I can’t seem to match it. Personally, I know this Kuromine better than the other one, but I felt very uncomfortable because I had seen how she was living at the school. The manner in which she speaks is completely different.
I racked my brain for a bit and quickly stopped.
Now we are just part-time friends.
At first I thought about quitting my part-time job right away, but that would cause trouble at the store. Since there was no sign that my true identity would be discovered, I decided to keep going.
“See you later, then.”
I was just about to pedal out on my bike when he called out to me.
“At school, …… uhm…”
I could tell by her faltering voice.
“I’m not going to talk to you at school, don’t worry. We’re in different classes, so we won’t have a chance to meet each other. I don’t know what class Kuromine is in, and I won’t be going to see you, so don’t worry.”
“Thank you very much. I wouldn’t want anyone to bother me where I work part-time.”
I wonder whom.
“…… Speaking of which, do you take the train home?”
“Some days I ride my bike, but today I’m being picked up.”
Just then, a car stopped across the street. Next, Kuromine’s phone trembled.
“It’s my father. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”
Kuromine walked briskly out and got into the car where her father was waiting.
He was a man with an austere face. He had a fearless look on his face, like a man with a lot of experience. Was that her father?
I was not that interested in him, so I started pedaling the bike.
…… But I didn’t expect me to have a part-time job with her when I’ve been avoiding her at school so well.
I went home, lamenting once again that life sucks.