I’m the Heroine, but I Want to Hand That Role Over

I have one different sister.

My sister is a little... No, she's pretty different.

Behavior is bizarre.

I sing weird songs when I feel good, or even wear weird choreography when I feel good.

I want you to spare me singing and dancing out at night. I can't sleep because of fear when I accidentally see it.

Such a sister, but strange these days.

No, it may be strange from the beginning, but my sister, who is always healthy, has been sighing all these days.

Has it been since I heard about Sakurahill School?

My mother wants us to go to Cherry Hill School, but she doesn't want to go.

I wonder why. Is there something about it?

In the end, my sister couldn't beat my mother's "favor of a lifetime” and was set to enroll in Sakurahill School.

Sakurahill School has a high level of entrance exams. My sister took it when you didn't study much. Honestly, I envy that head.

My sister used to roar with her head in her arms after spring break.

"How can I break this flag......?

I didn't know what it meant.

After the entrance ceremony, my sister suddenly stuck around.

What the hell was my sister like until the day before...?

As for my sister, maybe it's just useless to think about it.

I was a little worried and lost.

One day, my sister suddenly took me out.

He wants to go shopping in the sunshine.

Am I a luggage man?

My sister looks like she's having fun shopping.

I picked out what was bothering me with a serious look. My sister is happy to buy the one who wrote me.

I felt a little better about how my sister was doing.

When I took my sister's baggage, which looked heavy, she smiled and said "thank you".

In the end, I took all my stuff.

After the shopping, my sister suddenly went somewhere in a panic.

What the fuck? I was called to think so.

It was Mr. Tojo and Mr. Lotus.

I see them occasionally in my father's relationship.

Speaking of which, didn't they go to the same school as their sister?

Did they cause my sister to escape?

No, no way. They look good from a man's point of view. There's no way I'm avoiding someone like that.... Normally.

......... it was. My sister was a stranger. Maybe I'm avoiding them for some reason.

When I was thinking about it, it became a topic for my sister.

I don't really want to talk about my sister in front of them.

So no matter how embarrassed I was, I put on a solid face and made sure they didn't ask me about my sister.

Tojo-san pulled it off, but Lotus-Mi rarely ate it.

Was Lotus Mi familiar with your sister?

Mr. Lotus Michi went somewhere after talking for a moment.

When Tojo asked him what happened to Lotus Mitsu, he returned with the usual answer that he had gone to the bathroom.

Is it my fault?

I think Mr. Lotus was looking somewhere before he left here.

Eventually, Mr. Lotus came back and left with Mr. Tojo.

I exhaled invisibly.

I'm still nervous about talking to Tojo and the others.

That's when my sister came home. I was a little relaxed.

What happened......

My sister accidentally hugged me. Suddenly I dropped a little of the luggage I had in my hand.

My sister seems tired all the time.

Pomp and slap on the back. With good luck meaning.

I can't leave my sister after a while.

I tried calling my sister, but she didn't answer.

When I looked closely, my sister slept in a hugged position.

Seriously. I have luggage in both hands.

And on top of that, do I have to carry you to your sister?

I almost cried a little.

In the end, I forced my sister to wake up.

The first thing my sister said when I woke up was "Tendon..."

A tempura bowl... You want some? You want to eat, sister?

I was as weak as I thought.

This is my sister, but she is a proud and sweet sister to me.

Well, sometimes it's not bad to hang out with your sister's distractions like this.

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At the entrance ceremony, I saw a strange woman.

The other woman was fascinated by a freshman delegate who took to the stage, but only the woman was different.

She was just sitting in front of my oblique and from me she looked good.

If you think you're leaning down, your head shakes from time to time.

Could it be that you're asleep? What are you talking about?

If every woman talks, she'll listen to you.

There is no sign that she will wake up after the conversation.

I've never seen a woman sleep in an entrance ceremony before.

She woke up just before the meeting was adjourned.

I just checked around and secretly wiped her mouth. She felt different from the other women.

The party, which was strictly ordered by my father never to be late, is held immediately after the admission ceremony.

Only on a day like this do we keep talking crap.

He seems to like to talk. Thanks to you I prolonged it.

I hurry up a little frustrated and pack my stuff and leave the classroom.

Several people talked to me along the way, but I refused to talk because I was in a hurry.

Oh, I don't have time for this anymore.

I check my watch.

For a little while, I bumped into someone the moment I distracted myself from being forward. I panicked and grabbed someone's hand.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?

Look at the person who grabbed my hand, I breathe.

The person looked so beautiful that you rarely saw him.

It's a face I've seen somewhere. Where was it?

What came out thinking for a moment was a boy who looked just like her and a weird woman I saw at the admissions ceremony.

- You're the woman who was sleeping at the entrance ceremony!

I feel terribly sorry for that behavior, just because it looks good.

The feeling was inadvertently in my voice.

"Oh. The one who was sleeping in the middle of the entrance ceremony."

She solidified for a moment, but went right back.

"... what are you talking about? Don't you remember?

I wanted to tease her white-said, and when I asked her who she was, she reacted brilliantly to things. Interesting.

I want to see more of her reaction, but I don't have time.

I said no to her and tried to walk away.

So I looked back at her to say what I had in mind.

She looked at me with a strange face.

"I'll keep my mouth shut about the entrance ceremony. Earlier, I was skipping while singing my nose, too, huh?

I just said what I thought would be funny if I did this in the second half. There's no way I'm actually doing this, he said.

So what are you talking about, I thought you'd look at me.

But contrary to expectations, she looked a little.

... No way, were you really skipping singing your nose song?

Really, she's funny.

The next time I could talk to her like that was on an excursion.

Said Misaki and Misaki were going around the botanical garden and headed to the botanical garden.

I was invited, too, but I said no. I wanted to leave you alone.

But I knew I was curious, and when I followed him, I found the shadow and approached him staring at Misaki.

... It was her.

Honestly, I was disappointed at this time.

She was not interested in the pigeon, she thought she was different from the other women, but in the end she was no different from the other women.

There was also that frustration, and the voice that hung on her was cold.

She looked surprised when she saw me.

But soon, he looks at me in a harsh way.

What the fuck? Why am I being admired?

I'm confused and I'm like, "Shh! Hide!" she pushed me down with momentum.

I am horseback ridden by her.

... What's going on? What, what's this situation?

After a while, she exhales as relieved and looks down at me.

And he looked at me strangely and tilted his neck.

I couldn't stop staring at her.

"... hey, you're inviting me? I don't hate that kind of thing."

Her appearance is fine.

I'm a man, too. If a good looking woman pushes me down, that's how I want to think.

She panicked away from me with her face blue, like a wolf.

I wanted to sigh.

Normally, you're about to blush, aren't you?

Or am I such a scary image?

She said she was looking at Misaki and Misaki when she pushed and killed such dissatisfaction and asked her why she was here.

Apparently, she admires the two of them, Akira and Misaki.

I did my best to deny the question of whether you liked it.

Oh, my God, wasn't that my assumption after all?

Then the attitude until just now will be just eight hits.

Oh, my God. Then I'm just an embarrassment.

What came up to say something to deceive that embarrassment was a silly question as to why I knew the name.

Didn't you have more different questions, me?

She answered politely, even as she looked at what she was saying.

The flow allowed me to find out her name.

Seeing the last name Kaguraki and her face, the face I remembered from my entrance ceremony comes to mind.

Kaguraki...... Was she Yudo's sister?

With that said, I've heard that Yudo has one different sister.

Yudo is the son of someone who has a relationship with his father.

He's a very brilliant and promising boy for the future. I liked him.

She doesn't seem to have romantic feelings for her, and she's that Yodo sister. If you're Yodo's sister, maybe you can help me get what I want.

That's what I thought. I made her weak, and I installed a promise to help.

There's only one condition she put in place for helping. It was “stay away from".

He said the most seemingly, but I don't think that's the only reason.

The arrow tip who was thinking about it, he asked me to go shopping with him.

I didn't have any plans, so I decided to hang out.

"Misaki's birthday present" came back when I asked what kind of shopping.

"Why don't you buy Yasuyu too? They said," I'm not going to buy it. Misaki's birthday present is set as a flower.

I can't keep them on hand for long, give them fresh flowers.

Because if you look at dead flowers, you can feel this thought that doesn't bear fruit.

Looking around a lot, he finally seemed to be able to buy something he was convinced of.

He looks satisfied.

I don't know what I bought, but I bought it at the store where the accessories were sold, so I'm pretty sure it's an accessory.

On the way home, I met with Yudo.

Had a lot of shopping bags.

"Did you even shop with her?" she teased. "I heard," Yudo replied with a serious face, "No, it's my sister's escort".

My sister's escort. Does that mean she's nearby, too?

I thought so and asked Yudo, and he returned the answer that he had gone to get his things.

I looked around just in case and discovered someone like her.

I say no and leave the scene, approaching someone like her from behind.

It was still her.

I guess she was going to be in our blind spot, but slightly at a bad angle. I could see her from where I was.

When I asked him why he was hiding, he returned a dull answer that being in the shadows calmed him down.

... Is she really a good young lady? It's a lot out of standard.

She looked like she was avoiding the scratch, so I asked her why, but she was irritated.

Well, fine. Not today, but next time.

I pulled back lightly.

Monday, I was in a better mood than usual.

Because of that, I got to school earlier than usual.

I'm apparently looking forward to talking to her.

She's funny. I'm sure you'll do something I can't even think of. That's what I'm looking forward to.

As I prepare for class in my seat, the hallway is noisy.

I was curious, so I went out in the hallway and peered into the window.

There was the appearance of Misaki and Misaki walking close to each other.

My breasts flatter at what they look like.

You knew that. I must have seen this scene many times. Yet every time I see you two like that, my chest goes out.

My chest hurts.

I don't want to see those two. I don't want to see it, but I can't take my eyes off it.

Until just now, my good mood has gone somewhere like a lie.

I visited her at the rendezvous point a little early.

It's been a long time since I've been here.

"Welcome.... Oh, aren't you Suke-boo? Long time no see."

"Oh, long time no see. Is the usual place empty?

"Yes, I'm available."

"Then show me there.... Oh, there's another one coming, so I need you to show them to me when someone comes in a Sakurahill School uniform."

"I'm in awe. Is that the lady?

"Well."

When I nodded, the shopkeeper gave me a grin I couldn't eat.

The grin made me angry asexually for some reason.

She came about 15 minutes late.

Encouraging her to sit with her eyes, she sat gracefully.

She's a fine lady if that's all there is to it.

I'm afraid the contents are different.

When I'm talking to her, I even talk about things I wasn't willing to talk about.

Somehow I told her how I felt about Misaki.

I'm not sure why I said it.

But I was sure someone wanted me to ask, and I felt a little more comfortable talking to her.

I'm glad you just asked, but she told me not to deny my feelings.

I felt the chest grasp I always had on her when she said that sincerely.

I managed to sort out the feelings inside me, and now I hear why I'm avoiding her.

She was reluctant to say, but eventually she told me.

What she said was an incredible story, but she didn't look like she was lying.

It's a really incredible story.

- I can't believe she's a girl comic book heroine, hey.

Whatever your appearance, I don't think the contents fit.

Is there a heroine who says something I don't know about making you chairman of "Misaki-san's Happy Wishing Party"? Besides, you don't wish your rivals happiness or anything.

Not that I've been accepted into her story, but she's saying it in the face of seriousness itself, so let's get back to it.

Well, whatever that is, I decided on a policy of activity for the time being.

In doing so, I came up with the idea of asking her to become Misaki's advisor.

She would help Misaki with that novel action. That's what I said.

I heard that. She was right, she was happy to cry. And it's a cry.

Are you gonna be so happy? How much do you like Misaki......

I seriously regretted how she seemed to strain in a weird direction, that I might have misplaced her.

Well, can I just think of it as a thank you?

I offered her a handkerchief while she was still crying.

... Please don't snort with my handkerchief...

At the same time I thought so, I heard a chi.