When I Returned From Another World I Was A Silver Haired Shrine Maiden

My name is Yamazaki, Haruna, Far Away.

He is a one-year boy student at Hirayama High School and belongs to the photography department.

My nickname is Matsuri, guess why.

I'm more of a rice cook than bread, and I don't have any turbidity in my last name...

At the end of the summer vacation, a bad time had come when it was time to decide on the theme of photography to be exhibited as a photographer at the Cultural Festival. But I couldn't find what I wanted to take.

That's when I met her. [M]

Day of the opening ceremony for the second semester. For the first time in decades, it hasn't changed, I thought the usual sight of going to school would just start again.

A white breeze ran through my neighbor thinking about it as he walked through the school gate.

"Girl......?

A girl as small as two times as tall as me, silver hair in the wind is fantastic and doesn't let go of my gaze.

The girl ran past me and through the school gate - she fell as fast as she could.

The girl who fell at the front was lying on all fours. The skirt is rolled up and the contents to be hidden are exposed at all costs.

It's a pair of trousers with a pure white frill, which is a very unbalanced and counterproductive charm compared to the young impression I had when I was in the wrong place for a moment.

"Hihhhhhh!?

My thoughts, confused by the shocking sight, were interrupted by a scream.

The girl, who held her skirt down and jumped up, ran off to escape shaking her silver hair.

"…… pure white…… fairies?

I was surprised when someone was listening to my unexpected crush after a while when this method of calling was spreading to the campus.

... Rutsuki, I'm sorry.

Her name was Alice Ruzuki, and what a transfer student she was in my class.

She greeted her parents in Japanese without any discomfort when they died and came to Japan from abroad.

Behind the mysterious atmosphere when she is quiet, she is pleasant to watch because her expression changes from place to place when she is talking.

When I realized it, nature and my gaze were often following Mr. Rutsuki with my eyes. And the fever of wanting to take pictures of her increased so much that I couldn't stand it in me.

But if I take it on my own, it'll be a burglary. After worrying about my problems, I decided to ask Ruyue directly.

"Rutsuki, let me take your picture!

That's what I told Mr. Rutsuki when he was returning from school. [M] Rutsuki was confused by my sudden offer to be a classmate who didn't usually have much conversation.

"Yamazaki-kun, what can I do for our Alice?

Rutsuki's sister in the next seat walks in and talks to me and Rutsuki. The boy approaching Mr. Rutsuki with his heart is slidingly inhibited by her, and may be called in shadows with his sister Rutsuki on the iron wall.

"Well... I'm in the photography department, but I was wondering if I could take a picture of your sister as the subject of a work to be exhibited at a cultural festival..."

"How do you take pictures?

My sister Rutsuki seems to be interested in the photo, and that's how the answer came back.

"I want to capture Rutsuki's everyday natural expression. So if Rutsuki could allow me to point the camera at him, that would be all I need..."

"Alice's punchline isn't the point, is it?

My sister Rutsuki asks me with a surprised look.

"Shit, no! I will make sure to check all the photos I have taken and leave them as long as there is no problem. No offense, I swear to God!

I deny it. I never thought I'd turn my camera to Rutsuki in a nasty mood.

"……… What do we do, Alice?

"When you stop. They might take some weird pictures. In the first place, Alice is defenseless..."

I hold my favorite camera down from my neck.

Often the image that a typical woman has of a photo department is not very good.

I thought you were going to tell me...

The girls around me told me so much that I was about to get frustrated.

But Rutsuki's reply was unexpected and surprised everyone, including me.

"First of all, the pictures are only on campus and there are no off-campus. Later, you can't even give it to someone else or put it online. Then, give me a copy of the photo data you took. Those three are the terms, but what do you say?

"I don't have a problem with that...... is that okay with you?

"Because I don't have a single picture of myself. If you're going to leave me with my everyday appearance, I'd be grateful."

Ruzuki said she didn't want to talk about her hometown because she remembered her dead parents. I guess I didn't bring the pictures when I came to Japan either.

"…… Alice! Let's take lots of pictures. Let's make memories together!

A female student, impressed by Rutsuki's words, hugged her. The other female student, who saw how it was doing, similarly hugged her from the other side, and Ruzuki is turning bright red and hardened.

"Yes, Yamazaki-kun, it's quick, but can I have a picture taken in this state?

A female student tells me that. [M] Rutsuki herself is illuminated, but it doesn't seem like she doesn't like it.

"I get it!

I set up a camera that I was lowering from my neck to take a few pictures.

... Yeah, Rutsuki looks shy too.

"- Maturi. Are you still stalking my beloved fairy today?

One day after school, I came to talk to a friend of mine from the next class, Tozo Shizukuzo, who is in the middle school. My taste, personality and height are completely different from mine, but I have always been a bad friend who somehow fits horses well.

"Oh, yeah. Looks like I'm going to the club today, so I'm going to have to accompany you."

If I was ever reacting to my love or my stalker, I would go through and continue the conversation.

"But you choose a difficult opponent too...... you do like fairies about the senior in the club, don't you?

"So if that's not the case... I want to take a picture because I thought she was beautiful, because I don't have romantic feelings there."

"Fair enough. I prefer bong, cu and bong. Look, these piots are coming all the time, right? I hope you take pictures like this too."

Tenzo makes the magazine in his hand hang out in front of me. There's a picture of a beautiful woman in fleshy underwear on it, and I blush unexpectedly.

"Mmm, you have a pretty good hobby."

"Ruzuki!?

When I noticed, Rutsuki was peeking at my face from the side, looking at Shiatsu Gravia.

"Yamazaki and his friends. Don't think you should be careful not to be found by girls if you want to see porn books in the classroom. Good thing it's me..."

It's not good. It's hard to believe that I've always liked these books.

"Chi, it's not! Because this isn't mine!

"Oh, Matsuri, no. You're just gonna run away."

"Running away and nothing. I just got involved, didn't I!?

"You've forgotten how much you owe me for all the porn books I've ever lent you!

"Ki, don't say that in front of Ruyue!

We had a barren argument.

What would you do if Rutsuki despised you!

"Pu...... haha!

Rutsuki was laughing. There seemed to be no such emotion in that expression as contempt or disgust, rather, a voice that seemed somewhat delightful.

"Fine, fine, because I don't care at all. I can't help it if I'm a man."

Rutsuki says that in a heartfelt and enjoyable way.

She also scratched her cheeks with her fingers as if she was confused by Shizukuishi's condition.

"Well, then, I'm going to the club. Anytime you want to come for a photo shoot."

Rutsuki left after saying so.

"Is that the fairy rumor...... she is something amazing"

I had no choice but to nod and agree to Tenzo's words.

While I was taking pictures of Rutsuki during the holidays and after school, my classmates, who were surprised at first, also began to accept me as something more and more normal.

Recently, Rutsuki and the female students are increasingly asked to take together.

Incidentally, in the case of a male student, she was refused by her sister, Ruzuki.

A shocking incident occurred during such a class one day.

It seems that the first period has arrived in Ruyue, and the area around her seat has become bloody.

The look on Ruyue's face and the red strands dripping down her thighs at the border between the girl and the woman were shocking and deeply engraved in my heart.

I couldn't imitate taking pictures of boulders, but if I could have taken that look, I guess I could have taken the Grand Prix of the Concourse, too?

That happened, and sometimes grown-up colors began to mix in her expression and tricks. And when I saw it, it was starting to accumulate in me.

As a high school boy, I knew how to handle it, but every time I handled it, I felt guilty this time. I feel like I've molested Mr. Pure Rutsuki.

And lately, I think there has been an increase in the number of times that boys in both classes have asked me if I could sell Ruyuki's photos. Although I refused anything because I had an appointment with Mr. Rutsuki.

After school one day like that. It was when Mr. Rutsuki checked the photos he had taken as usual.

After I handed over the camera, I noticed a fatal mistake.

Photos taken during lunch break. Photo of Ruyue sitting quietly in the shade of a courtyard tree. She was so fantastic under the leaky day that she could make a decision on this photo for the cultural festival as long as there was no certain problem.

The problem is that in Rutsuki's skirt, specifically the light peach pants appear.

I noticed that when I was looking back at the photograph, I should have deleted it at that time.

However, it was too much of a hassle to erase, so I put it on hold and forgot.

Rutsuki noticed the photograph, and she kept looking at the screen with her hands in the photograph.

"…… These are my pants, right?"

Rutsuki looks up at me with a glance. [M]

"Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. I noticed that after I took it, I hesitated to turn it off because I did a good job with the pictures... I'm really sorry. You can turn it off."

I apologized without excuse. [M]

Rutsuki looked at the photo and thought of something.

... Would I have pissed you off?

When I was worried about the way it was, I looked up and stared into my eyes.

"…… Can you promise not to show this to anyone?

"Huh?... Oh, of course!

"Then no. Special forgiveness...... because I think it's a good picture too"

"Ho, true!?

"Because it's special, isn't it? Because if you take any other punches or show this picture to someone else because this is allowed, it's out!

"Okay, I promise!

"As usual, I'll take the data later. Bye."

Rutsuki walked away after saying so.

I was left with a camera with a punchy photo of Mr. Rutsuki.

... how despised would she be if she found out what I would do with this picture?

I feel like I've even been a spice of pleasure lately, and I couldn't help but think of myself as a humble person.

On the day of the Cultural Festival, I was appointed as a made-to-measure coffee photographer for my class. Rutsuki was a super mini made-up outfit, which was remarkable to see in her skirt just because she had a slight tingle.

"This, Ansco, is fine!

I think I can't help but think that I can't stand up to Mr. Ruzuki, who says so and shows me his skirt rolled up himself. Cute with a pearl-colored frill. That just looked like pants, no matter how you look at it.

Some time after the start of the coffee, I noticed how they were looking at me, and I was about to be ashamed of myself for doing it, and there was something quite cruel about it.

Incidentally, all the pictures that Ansko had seen that day were deleted by Rutsuki's hand. I knew it didn't work.

It should be noted that the bloomer I wore the next day seemed to be safe for Rutsuki, and even the picture I was seeing from the hem of the skirt was not deleted.

Later on, when I took my class photo order, the picture of the bloomer looking at me from my skirt was the most popular, and Rutsuki had a bitter laugh when he saw the name of the person he wanted to buy written in that photo. The man who wrote the name has received a chilling gaze from the woman, and I think he's a brave man in a way. It should be noted that I do not like to write my name, and I am often asked to burn it directly, but I have always refused to do so. [M]

My work as an exhibit in the photography department was a photograph of Rutsuki reading quietly in the library. The atmosphere surrounding the book is a mysterious one, a photograph that is no less pale than the one taken under the leaking day the other day. He also had a good reputation from other photographers.

Mr. Rutsuki came to see it with his sister's senior Shinji, and was surprised and illuminated by my work, which became a big photo.

One day, a few days after the cultural festival, I summoned Mr. Rutsuki to the back of the school building after school.

Normally, the sister of the strictly checked moon would have guessed what it was, and the call could not be stopped, so I was able to talk to Mr. and Mrs. Ruyue.

"Thanks to Rutsuki, I got a good photo at the cultural festival, thank you."

First of all, thank Ruzuki.

"Thank you for coming. I'm glad you took so many pictures."

"Later, thanks to Rutsuki, I was able to get to know everyone in my class."

Since I started taking pictures of Rutsuki, I have more opportunities to talk to my classmates.

"I don't think Yamazaki-kun's character because I didn't do anything? … but it would have been nice to have been inspired"

Saying so, Rutsuki smiles.

I was fascinated by that smile at some point.

No, maybe it was from the beginning, if you think about it. I told Tenzo it wasn't, but maybe it was love at first sight.

So I decided to say it again with courage.

"Mr. Rutsuki, I like you. Could you hang out with me?

To my confession, Mr. Rutsuki swims his gaze inside and lays down his face confused.

... Oh, I knew it.

"……… sorry. There's someone I like."

I knew. I know because I was taking pictures. The look on Rutsuki's face when he was with his brother Shinji seniors was clearly different than when he was with others.

"…… Senior Kamiyoshi, right?"

Rutsuki misses her gaze at my words and says after getting a little lost.

"... ugh, yeah. Well, yeah...?

"Thanks...... can you stay as a friend in the future?

"That's what I'd like to ask you to do here...... is Yamazaki okay with that?

"Yeah."

"Well, keep up the good work then...... sorry, thanks"

Rutsuki ran away after saying so.

I am left standing on the spot.

I knew the result from the beginning.

But I couldn't keep the feeling that was flooding into me.

I really wanted to tell you that I liked you.

"... no, Maturi"

... how many minutes has it been?

When I realized it, there was a tenzo in front of me.

All this time, I didn't notice because I was leaning down.

Shizukuzo, by the way, turns his arm from his shoulder.

"…… Do you want to go karaoke?

"……… go"

I just felt like shouting and dissipating.

Tenzo is a kind of spoiled edge.

Maybe that will continue, that's what I felt.