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

"I found something interesting."

I was meeting Himeka at a coffee shop.

She gave me a picture, laughing thinly.

I receive the photograph silently and unwittingly break my face.

"... heh. Nice shot."

"Isn't that right? Hehe, it was worth keeping an eye on. Because it was taken beautifully, I'll use this as the first restraint."

"Hmm... let's take a look"

And I drink the tea which was placed before me, whispering the picture.

What you see in that picture is what it looks like me and Lynn are kissing.

Actually, I was just watching her get trash in her eyes, but, well, it's a good shot.

"But. How did you take this?

"I heard Master Kite could go out with that one, so I snuck him on. I wondered if I could capture anything that would shake their minds."

I'm sorry to follow you in silence, and she says something she wouldn't even think to herself.

Clearly, it's uncomfortable that they followed you in silence, but, well, if that helps, let's say the result is auray.

"Fine. Instead, do your best."

"Absolutely."

Seeing her snort firmly, I smile faintly.

Now, how will they react?

As a result, Lynn did not respond to anything in particular to the extent that she was somewhat upset.

Wise judgment, I think.

If you had made a scene with this or told someone - such as Hasmi, for example - it would have been Himeka's idea.

But that would have been better for me. So this result was unsatisfactory.

I can't help but say I was unhappy and there was nothing I could do.

Then we'll just move on to the next operation.

But before we do, we need to see how he reacts.

And We went to Himekah, and hid in the shadow of the building.

A little later, Himeka came, and soon after that, Hasmi also came.

"princess birch, what is it for"

"Actually, there's something I'd like you to see..."

When Himeka said so, she took a piece of paper out of her pocket and gave it to Hasmi.

Here's an example photo.

"This is... Princess birch, where the hell did you get this?

"A friend of mine just happened to get it. I don't know much about it either, but I thought I should let you know."

"... yes. Thanks for letting me know."

Hasmi thanked Himeka, then stared at the photo and looked at Himeka again.

"But why are you doing this to me?

"I was wondering if Yasuyu-sama would do something about it..."

"Oh, my God? If this is true, you don't need me to do something about it, do you?

"Well, yes..."

"... I don't know what the princess birch expects from me, but I'm not going to do anything about this. Is that all you need?

"Ah... yes..."

"Then I'll go. My father is calling me. Bye, princess birch. Go home with care."

"Yes... sorry to call you so busy..."

When Himeka says soggy, Hasmi smiles bitterly and slaps Himeka gently on the head and walks away.

Himeka dyed her cheeks on such a scissors and dropped off the scissors.

When I lose sight of Hasmi's hindsight, I go out of the shadow of the building and speak to Himeka.

"Weren't you supposed to do it securely?

"Dear Kite... I meant to, but I'm sorry. Neither of you was unexpectedly upset..."

"... right. I thought they'd both be a little more upset... It's time to rethink the operation again."

"That's right."

Me and Himeka nod at each other and come up with a new operation.

Me and Himeka really know.

Said this was futile.

But I can't help it.

That's about it, because I like it.

We worked out an operation to hunt down Lynn twitching.

After Himeka goes up to the high ground, she calls Lynn and tows her.

And from there, twitch and hunt down Lynn.

If I give a gentle voice to the weak Lynn and encourage her, and if her love moves from Hasmi to me, it will be good again, and if she doesn't, don't move, I will only go into action to make her hate me.

As it is now, I do not want to be in a relationship that is not perceived as anything by her as heterosexual.

I want to be special to her.

That's the same for Himeka.

Himeka knows Hasmi is attracted to Lynn.

And that Hasmi thinks of Himeka only to the extent of her sweet sister. that you are unconscious as a heterosexual.

But pride won't allow me to confess from myself and smash balls.

That's who I am, me and Himeka.

So we just have to appeal to the far side.

- I like it more than anyone, he said.

You don't have to like me, but I don't like it when you don't think of me as anything.

If you can't think of anything, then I want you to hate me.

I want to engrave what I call myself.

Oh, my God, we're distorted.

How could it have been so distorted when it was a beautiful thought at first?

But I'm sure this is how we fall in love.

But this operation of ours isn't going very well either.

I got in the way.

Two people, Misaki Mizunase and Mitsujo Tojo, secretly put pressure on them and made it harder to harass Lin.

I believe that Mick and Suzu were harassed by Lin, but Himeka didn't seem to think so.

Himeka is shallow with Lynn and doesn't know anything about Lynn being a person.

So I think Lynn said something about harassing Mick and Suzuru and asked him to put pressure on him.

But I don't think Lynn would say that.

Because Lynn doesn't like others to see her weakness.

So I am convinced that this was done at the discretion of the two of us.

While I was doing that behind my back, I was interacting with people around Lynn and doing it amicably.

I got along so well that I called him by his nickname.

People around Lynn are just people who really care about Lynn.

While I feel relieved about that, I feel guilty that I'm the only one doing anything to hurt Lynn.

But this is my decision. So this guilt is something I should bear.

Getting along with them while I thought so was very painful, but fun.

It's hard to be betraying Lynn or them.

But it's fun to fool around with them and laugh at each other.

Conflicting.

But I couldn't stop.

That's how deeply I felt about Lynn.

It was an arrow tip that I had such a grip on.

My father contacted me.

- Come back to the good cut.

Just one word. But it was frustrating.

There was already a limit to his father's repeated urging to return.

I made up my mind.

- I thought I'd put my last bet on it.