Chapter 49: One step
Translator: Soafp
Anything, once you take the first step, happens in an instant.
Dyeing my hair in rainbow colors, starting a new hobby—
Oh, but the bottle ship still isn't finished yet—
“Good morning, Hatsune-san.”
Talking to a friend in the morning is also an instant.
“…Huh?”
Hatsune-san looks surprised.
I usually enter the classroom from the back to avoid being noticed, but today I came from the front.
The reason? Her seat is at the very front by the hallway.
“Kisaragi-san isn't here yet, huh?”
“Eh, oh, yeah…”
“I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't have any friends, so I always kept my phone off.”
“R-Really?”
“Hey, Hatsune-san.”
“W-What is it?”
Hatsune-san is even more flustered than she was during the call yesterday.
Seeing her like this made me a little hesitant.
“Are you free after school today?”
“!? Uh, after club activities…”
“Is the same time and place as yesterday good?”
“Y-Yes, that's fine…”
She switched to formal speech.
The confusion is clearly winning.
“If you don't want to, that's okay.”
“I-I'm not opposed!”
“Thanks. Then, I'll be waiting.”
Her denial made me happy.
And then— I walked away from her seat.
“…”
Ahhhhh!!!
I was so nervous!!!
I'm glad she didn't refuse!!!
――”””……”””――
When I scanned the classroom, I noticed some students, both boys and girls, who I'd never spoken to, were looking over at me.
“—”
I made my way straight back to my seat.
Haha, is my hair really that beautiful? (Invincible).
“Good morning, Toumachi!”
“…Ou.”
“Good morning. You two seem just like usual.”
“Huh? …Something's different today.”
“Definitely☆ You're looking sharp.”
When I sat down, the two girls who were always chatting approached me.
Come to think of it, maybe thanks to them, I gained a strange sense of courage.
“Haha, is that so? (Invincible).”
“Oh, you've got bedhead! That must be it☆”
“Did you just come back from a hotel?”
“…So you weren't an herbivore after all?”
“Eh?”
Looks like there's a misunderstanding here.
“Just a minute, wait, both of you.”
I guess I’ll just put on a smug face for now.
“Gross.”
“…I guess you're back to normal☆.”
“…”
And thus, the invincible time ended (Death).
First period, second period, third period.
Fourth period, lunchtime. Fifth period, sixth period.
Headed home. The day passed in the blink of an eye.
And now—I'm at the station.
【I think I'll change according to >>5 Pert 8】
50: Username：1
I'm having it heavy, guys.
I'm going to meet up with the friend I mentioned.
51: Username：Anonymous in Love
Good luck. Don't go overboard.
52: Username：1
…I'll do my best.
53: Username：Anonymous in Love
You sound so heavy.
54: Username：Anonymous in Love
You sound heavier than an elephant.
55: Username：Anonymous in Love
If a scooter carrying 1 crashed with a truck, 1 would probably win.
56: Username：Anonymous in Love
What are you fighting against? LOL
57: Username：Anonymous in Love
The heaviest thing in the world is the body of a woman who no longer loves you (deep emotional pain).
58: Username：Anonymous in Love
>>57
Strong.
Looks like 1's lost.
59: Username：1
Why am I losing by default…?
“…It's almost time.”
The clock on my smartphone shows 7 PM. I close the mental stability app (the bulletin board) and look up at the sky.
The meeting time with Hatsune-san is approaching soon.
But strangely, I don't feel the same anxiety as yesterday.
Somewhere, there's a sense of certainty.
Maybe I've shaken off those feelings.
“…”
I look at the sky.
It's a clear day, the kind that makes you want to dance (suspicious behavior).
…Hmm?
“Oh, Kisaragi-san?”
I see her straight from the station.
She's probably returning from the supermarket, with groceries in one hand and little Kanon-chan's hand in the other.
…Today, I'm afraid this hair is not going to work.
“…So.”
I put on the knit cap I had prepared.
The rainbow-colored hair is hidden—now, no one will spot me (stealth level max).
“POPO”
“Oh.”
As I sit on the bench waiting for her, pigeons come by. They don't seem to notice me because I'm too inconspicuous.
What if I were a predator (herbivore guy)?
“POPO”
“POPO…”
“POPOPO”
“Eh (suspicious)”
…Isn't that a bit too much?
No, my feet! They're on my toes!
Stop it with the smartphone!
Pigeons are surprisingly heavy. Well, I'm heavier, so I win (man competing with birds).
“…”
“Oh.”
Then, a tall girl notices me.
She's probably returning from club activities—her hair is a bit messier than in the morning.
“Hello.”
“Uh…yeah.”
Now, all that's left is to enjoy the conversation and head home.
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Thank you.