I Favor the Villainess

"Well, that's what geeks say. Please hang out with me... It's not funny when you laugh."

"Also, already...... -You can't, Misaki. Even he must have worked so hard."

"Uh, Kosaki's a good kid. I feel sorry for a geek like that."

"Oh, that's not true... Even Zero thinks so, doesn't she?

I returned to me with a voice calling my name.

A shortcut girl dyed a little brown and a medium bob brunette to the shoulder looked at me.

This is a classroom in the middle section of Lily Hill School.

I, Ohashi-Zero, have always been interested in chatting with two friendly girls.

"Zero?

"Yeah, anything. Right. Well, Misaki is hot, so it's hard to appreciate the boys."

"Right."

That said, Kosaki nodded again and again.

Misaki is a child who also has a central role in the class, and it is too humbling to say that Kosaki and I are surrounded by... but well, it is such a standing position.

Misaki, who is sports versatile and able to study there, is a pleasant personality with a twirling expression.

Kosaki is somewhat of an insider, the type who is likely to be bullied together, but Misaki and his close name have prompted him to get along, and since then, he has been said to be a "blossom combination" and other friendly relationships.

If Misaki is a big round of roses, Kosaki feels like a round of tampons blooming at the end of the road.

Speaking of me, the only thing tall is the general peep of the handle, and it's just a mob with no features attached to it.

I want to stop because it's embarrassing to put myself in a flower, but I think it's a seitaka awada chisel or something like that at best.

I don't like floating in my class, so I'm somewhat part of Misaki's group.

But lately, that's not the only reason.

"I guess not. Because he's a two-dimensional woman full of paranoia, isn't he?

"Heh, it's prejudice, Misaki"

"No, absolutely. 'Cause. I have a brother Atashi, but I knew he had a cartoon or something. So, if you let me read it, it's already terrible."

Cutting it off, Misaki spoke of how the cartoons read by nerdy boys are made of idols and troubles for women.

I don't really watch cartoons and cartoons either, but I thought Misaki was pretty biased in what she said.

Of course, you don't talk about it.

I don't know much about the men's world, but there is very naïve "air" in the women's world.

For the most part, tragic ends await those who have acted in deviation from that "air".

Specifically, bullying and fellowship.

I'm not much of a reader of air, but still not so dull that I don't know the dangers of opinionating Misaki here.

Kosaki is allowed a little objection to Misaki's words from earlier because she is Misaki's favorite.

"When you say nerd, you're in a girl, too. Of what? Can you do that? They're bored with the tangles between men. Creepy."

I was thrilled to hear the words.

Nothing. I'm not a rotten girl.

Rather the other way around.

I was forced to take my gaze off when I saw Kosaki from earlier.

I can't help but worry about Kosaki lately.

Her little animal mesmerized cuteness is of great concern.

Even such a big woman is a girl for once, so I like cute things.

So at first I also thought it was a similar emotion, but he doesn't seem to be.

How to do it when I lift my hair, lip applied glossy lips, a smile that makes me smile like a solder - all the time on such a casual part of Kosaki.

Because I'm also a girl of my age, I know it as knowledge.

These are lesbians and lilies.

I still thought at this time that I was such a snob - I felt terrified that I had romantic feelings.

Being heretical easily makes you subject to exclusion within the school community.

Because that's what the "air" that I mentioned earlier sets its aim first.

While I hid my inner agitation, I struck Misaki as right.

In case she finds out, it'll be a big deal.

"He or something, isn't he?

That's what Misaki pointed out, there was another girl ahead.

He was a natural perm child, wearing glasses.

"Are you always painting something? It's like this creepy cartoon."

"That's not true. You're good, aren't you?

Kosaki, he said he had nothing to defend.

Misaki's voice is relatively loud against Kosaki, who can whisper.

It must definitely be audible to Mr. Kano, but she is silently painting without showing a shrug that cares.

"What do you think of zero? Oh, isn't that creepy?

Misaki asks.

While smelling the compulsion of consent out of words.

"Hmmm...... Well, I don't know."

"Right. incomprehensible. Really creepy."

I intend to express my neutral opinion, but Misaki apparently received it as an affirmation.

I wondered if Mr. Kano was feeling bad about me, etc., and that I was only a dwarf.

When I glanced at Mr. Kaino, I saw her in contact with me.

panic and distract.

"What, one field? Are you complaining?

"... nothing"

Misaki intimidated me when I noticed that Mr. Kano was looking at this one.

When Mr. Kano responded with a small voice, he immediately returned to the task of painting.

"What is it? Feel it."

"Misaki! Already...... I'm sorry, Mr. Ono."

Misaki telling me to throw up and Kosaki telling me to take it away.

I was furiously awkward, but I can't even excuse Misaki for the meaning of the words I just uttered.

As it turns out, I'm also involved in turning Mr. Kano into a loser.

Guilt makes my chest heavy.

"This is why a nerd is a killer race. I can't even read the air. Come on."

"Fair enough...... Mr. Kano is my pace, I'm sure."

Even then, Misaki bruised geeks, including Hirano.

I thought I didn't have to say that much, but I still couldn't argue with it.

Because it was so horrible to be out of the framework of school girls' society.

Even if you're not doing anything, you can be nail-bounced.

The only way to live in such a fragile relationship is to read "Air".

But on the other hand, I had an admiration for Hirano's way.

I can say I like what I like, the way it is, not even "air".

Mr. Kano obviously has a strength I don't have.

I had a strong envy for that appearance that I didn't seem afraid of becoming lonely.

(If I could be like her, I'd be in Kosaki too -)

I shook my head and cast out that dangerous thought that gushed.

"What's up, Zero?

"Yeah, it's nothing"

I responded with a deluded laugh to Kosaki's little neck at me.

This thought, no.

I'm just making a little mistake about friendship.

Well said.

Girls like us sometimes learn feelings that resemble romantic feelings for the same sex.

I'm sure when I grow up, I'll normally like guys, too.

So I'm not an anomaly.

At this time, I was just a little girl who was still afraid of all sorts of things.

But people can't be children forever.

Not long after that, I'll come to know it.