I Favor the Villainess

"Hey, Bridge."

"Yes?"

One day after school, I was stopped by my male teacher.

Stop the hand of the homecoming discipline and walk to the teaching table.

"I'm sorry, can you get this print to a house in one field?

That's what they said and handed it to me was a bunch of prints, including a guide to the tripartite talks.

"He's resting on the flu right now. Because this print won't be convenient for your parents if it's too late"

"How could I?

"No, I looked it up and you were the closest thing to the house in Kano. Is this his address?

Even during this exchange I was aware that the strange gaze of the class was poured out.

"Like this, why don't we send it as a photo album? Ask someone you know."

"That's what I don't know about the e-mail address in one field. If you know anybody, you can ask him. Well, I asked for it."

"Oh, hey."

That's all the teacher in charge said, and he just left.

I felt uncomfortable and resumed my journey home.

"That's a disaster, zero. I can't believe you went to that nerdy woman's house."

"Misaki, you don't say that"

"Haha...... I have no choice but to go. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

Somehow it was awkward, and the conversation with the blossom combine was there. I left school behind.

According to the map, Mr. Kano's house was surprisingly close to mine.

Or it was across the street from Hazu.

My house has nothing to do with childhood friends or anything like that because my father was a transfer clan.

I may have said hello or so when I moved in, but it's rare for a girl like us to do something about being neighborly.

If I didn't know today, I probably wouldn't have known it the whole time.

I visited Mr. Kano's house with a bunch of prints in one hand once I got home and put my stuff away.

Take a few deep breaths in front of the door.

For some reason, I pressed the intercom nervously.

"Yes."

"My name is Ohashi, and I'm your classmate. The poet asked to deliver a print handed out during his absence."

"Oh, thank you. Please, come up."

With that voice, the front door was unlocked.

I was going to hand over the print at the front door and go home, so I was upset by Mama Ono's words that you should come up.

Nevertheless, I couldn't stand still, so I had no choice but to go inside.

"I'm sorry to bother you"

"Go ahead. Glad to hear it. I can't believe the poet had such close friends."

"No, I'm..."

What are you gonna say?

Are you gonna tell me we're not close?

I decided to stay where I am and finish my errands for now.

"This is a print. There will be a tripartite interview shortly, so please keep it convenient early."

"Thank you. I'm sorry, can you get me to the poet's room? I can't stop cooking right now."

"Ah..."

With that said, Mama Kano pulled into the kitchen.

"I don't care if they say poet's room..."

"Back of the second floor."

My voice flew out politely at my bewilderment.

There is no escape.

I don't have a choice, so let's just give it to him.

I went up the stairs and stood in front of the room, which was at the penetration of the hallway upstairs.

It says "Shiiko" on the door plate.

I knocked with Concon three times.

……

No response.

I knocked again but it was still the same.

Is he asleep?

Several temptations today.

Tell me what to do.

(No, wait, wait, wait.

Isn't this a little chance?

Instead of being able to stay awake poorly, I put my prints at my desk quite a bit while I was sleeping, and the poet seemed to be asleep, so now you can just say, "Go home."

"... I'm sorry to bother you"

When I opened the door without making as much noise as I could, I entered Mr. Nishino's room, saying so in a small voice.

"Wow. Wow..."

Inside Mr. Kano's room, it was a so-called nerd room.

There are a number of cartoon posters on the wall and cartoons are sloppy on the bookshelf.

The goods of a character I don't know who he is were also beautifully decorated in a glass case.

"! You shouldn't"

I was accidentally blinded by them and accidentally watched them for a little while.

While you're doing this, it'll be a hassle if Mr. Kano wakes up.

Seeing, Mr. Kano was resting easily in bed.

Right now.

"The desk... Wow... dude"

It's like a room buried in animated goods, but it was clean around the desk.

Apparently I tried to put a bunch of prints there and moved my computer mouse, causing the screen on the computer that was in sleep to stand up.

"Is this... a manga manuscript...?

Shown in a large display cup was a scene where two naked girls were staring at each other.

Some people draw cartoons on computers these days, but I'm guessing Mr. Nishino is one of them.

And so on, I fell in love with the illustration.

Of the girls in the illustration, one seemed like an intrepid bob-cut child and the other, a long girl who looked somewhere blunt but felt pure.

The two of them were dressed in nothing, but I didn't find it strange and unpleasant.

Instead, I thought that manuscript, drawn with a delicate touch, was a very beautiful one.

"The models are Kosaki and Zero."

Though the volume was the smaller one, I looked back surprised by the voice that did sound in the silence.

Mr. Kano was waking up his upper body wrapped in pyjamas and watching this one.

"Ah... no... The... me...!

"It's okay. You delivered the print, didn't you? Because I know."

I was at the extreme of the confusion, but I also eventually calmed down so that I could get infected because Mr. Kano seemed calm.

"Look at it on your own, I'm sorry?

"Yeah. I'm letting you model on your own, too, and come on."

Mr Kwano laughed a little when he said so.

Mr. Kwano, who was not wearing glasses, always saw a better expression than he saw in the classroom.

I like the complexion.

"What model?

"Misaki seemed to think she was a rotten girl about me, but the other way around, actually. I'm a lily girl."

It was a subtly catchball failed conversation.

On the subject of girls' romance, he writes cartoons, Kano said.

"You think it's disgusting?

The question had the sound of confirmation, not doubt.

"... disgusting... I don't think so"

I meant to hide the truth and make a statement that cared for Mr. Keno until I got tired of him.

However,

"That's right."

"Right, what... what do you mean?

After I asked, I wish I hadn't asked, but it was too late.

"Because Zero, you like Kosaki, don't you?

If you looked at me objectively at that time, you would have looked funny.

But I didn't laugh at all at the time.

"What... are you saying?

"You don't have to delude me. I told you, didn't I? I'm a lily girl, too. I'm not prejudiced."

I was so scared, Mr. Kano, to say pale.

If Mr. Kano rose me, my school life would be over.

I desperately tried to deny it.

"No... I'm not! That's not what's weird!

"Weird? Unusual. Where?

Against me to be oriented, Mr. Kano was calm until he was tired.

"Nothing. Whoever likes who, isn't that person's freedom?

That's what I said to Mr. Kano, and I thought, "Oh, I'm sure he's no match for this guy."

Approximately me without two sentences to inherit, Mr. Kano pulled out a few books from the bookshelf as he got out of bed.

Pack that in a handbag with cartoon characters printed on it.

"Read this, if you like"

……

Handed to me. That was like a novel with a beautiful girl on the cover.

"I'm sure you'll lose a lot of power."

I couldn't resist it for any reason.

Or maybe I wanted someone to affirm my feelings somewhere in my heart.

Anyway, I got it.

"If you read it, let me know what you think"

That said, Mr. Kano lay down in bed again.

I could hear him sleeping without standing for a minute.

I was more than half-hearted, but I had to go home than I had nothing more to do.

"Oh, you're leaving already? I thought we'd have dinner together if you'd like."

"No...... Because I think my mother makes it."

"Really? Well, I'll see you around."

"Yes, excuse me"

I resigned from Mr. Kano's house.

That night, I read a book I borrowed from Mr. Kano.

And -.

In me, the world has changed.