Chapter 60: Speak of the Devil, and Temari Appears

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Well, it had been a long time since she started leaving me on read.

Maybe Temari didn’t need a guy like me in her life anymore.

…Wait, seriously?

Why did that thought feel so painfully depressing?

If even Temari drifted away from me, I’d legitimately have zero friends left.

I might have to live out the rest of my life with only my right hand as my best friend.

Bocchi the F**k!

No, wait, doesn’t that make even a sex friend precious to me?! Jesus, I don’t even have the luxury of choosing my friends!

Just as I was wallowing in those thoughts…

Boin♪

The LIME app on my smartphone, which had been silent ever since that lose-lose drinking party, chimed with a new message notification.

“…From Temari?”

Anyone looking at my face when I checked the sender’s name would’ve seen an absolute idiot. That was how dumbfounded I looked.

Yet, at the same time, I was happy.

A strange sense of relief washed over me—she hadn’t completely written me off after all.

This was a mindset only someone who had experienced true solitude could understand.

The real problem was the content of that message.

“Hey, Yuuya!! Is it true that you and Mahiro became sex friends?!”

This literally just happened—how the hell did Temari already know?

That was my immediate thought upon reading it. Evil deeds or f**k deeds, bad news really does travel fast.

I guessed Mahiro had gotten carried away and blabbed to Temari. Was getting a f**k buddy really something she wanted to brag about that badly?

At this rate, the exact same report had probably flown straight to Naegi-san too.

Terrifying.

If I actually went through with being sex friends with Mahiro, all my fetishes and techniques would be exposed down to the bare skin.

Every person has their quirks—seven at least, forty-eight at most. There are as many fetishes as there are positions, my dear Watson.

“What are you talking about? That’s news to me.”

I feigned ignorance and sent that reply to probe for details.

“Mahiro bragged about it to me looking all happy, you know.”

Whoa, instant reply. I couldn’t believe this response speed came from the same girl who had left me on read for over half a year. What the hell was that silence about until now, damn it?

“I’ve got a lot to say about that. Get over here so we can talk.”

Thinking about having to deal with Mahiro, Temari, and possibly Naegi-san made my brain ache like joint pain. I didn’t want chronic brain rheumatism, so she needed to give me a chance to explain myself.

Well, it wasn’t like I didn’t want to see her in person rather than just talking over the phone, anyway.

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“…Did you cut your hair?”

After pushing Temari into agreeing to meet in person, we decided to drop by the front of the local library for the first time in a while.

When I arrived at the meeting spot, Temari was already waiting for me. What, was she really that eager and burning with curiosity to grill me about the sex friend thing with Mahiro?

“Yeah. Just felt like it. Though I actually cut it quite a while ago.”

“Hahaha, well, besides getting left on read, you were avoiding me for a while. I didn’t exactly have the chance to see you.”

“…I said I was sorry.”

Temari apologized looking a bit awkward, but I decided to forgive her for the sake of the prominent, enticing nape of her neck.

The super short cut suited her way better than I expected.