Mygo, are you all yanderes?

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"Anyway, he's generally a pretty interesting person... right?"

"...What a coincidence, I'm in the same class as him."

Chihaya Aine was starting to wonder if her friend possessed a prophetic book, or perhaps had been secretly observing her all along? The accuracy of her predictions was so remarkable that it could put those charlatan fortune tellers out of business.

"Huh? You're really still in the same class?"

"Oh, by the way, he's also the keyboardist for my current band."

"what?"

Author's Note: (Japanese/Japanese)

I'll stick to 8k at most from now on; this is driving me crazy!

Volume 1: Chapter 146. Together, together, so much joy! (2k) Part 2

"Wait a minute, President, you're not only in the same class as that Kusano Akira, but you're also in a band with him?!" Jiu

Sasaki's second son's bright eyes widened like saucers, and he rubbed his ears vigorously, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Because not many people can play the keyboard, and he was the person I knew best in that class, so... well, a lot of things happened, and we naturally formed a band together." - Zero

Chihaya Aine smiled somewhat awkwardly, twirling a stray strand of her hair with her fingertips, a faint blush rising on her cheeks, her toes, clad in leather shoes, tracing broken circles on the music store floor.

Bringing this up in front of Sasaki's second son, the actual 'victim of Kusano Akira,' was even more awkward than expected.

"No, no, no! Even if it's someone I know, that person is Kusano Akira! Kusano Akira! President, are you serious?!" Wu

Sasaki's second son forcefully pressed down on Chihaya Aine's shoulders, shaking the pink-haired girl in front of him. (Lu)

"Is that Kusano Akira guy really that scary? Sasuke, didn't you just say he wasn't a bad person?"

Kita Ikuyo asked curiously, her hands behind her back, her slender body leaning slightly forward, her curiosity almost overflowing from the depths of her yellow-green pupils.

She had known Sasaki's second son for several months. Although he didn't exactly appear to be the kind of person who was completely unfazed by anything, he was a relatively rational person. How could she not be curious when he reacted so strongly to the mention of that person named Kusano Akira?

"Not bad, but truly terrifying—simply put, he's the kind of person with incredibly high motivational delusions of grandeur!" (Group)

Sasaki's second son waved to Kita Ikuyo, his tone tinged with lingering fear.

"A highly motivated chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) sufferer?"

"That's right! For example, suddenly shouting out his nickname, then often playing weird music during breaks, and always acting crazy, laughing to himself... There are so many things like that, it's impossible to list them all."

Chihaya Aine smiled and pursed her lips, secretly making a decision in her heart.

Later, I'll find an opportunity to tell Kusano Akira not to come to Shimokitazawa unless necessary, because NPCs that target him will randomly spawn there.

"Oh...so that's it."

Her fiery red curls swayed gently with her movements. Kita Ikuyo nodded as if she understood, then held up a finger and smiled at the two people in front of her.

"If we're talking about highly motivated chuunibyou (middle school syndrome), there's one in my junior high school too. She's a very pretty and academically excellent girl, but she's also a bit neurotic every day. She even wrote some kind of character design book, which I heard became widely circulated later on."

"Well... Xiaoming is actually quite normal now, not nearly as strange as he was in junior high school — probably."

Hearing this, Chihaya Aine felt that perhaps she should give Kusano Akira a proper recognition.

"Xiao Ming?!?"

Sasaki's second son patted Chihaya Aine's shoulder forcefully once again.

"President, what's wrong with you?! Have you two gotten so close?! You even have your own personal nicknames?!"

"So he's really normal now!"

Chihaya Aine looked helplessly at her friend in front of her.

"He was just having a temporary bout of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome). Now he's very normal and ordinary, not as abstract as before."

"……is that so?"

Sasaki's second son hesitated for a moment before releasing Chihaya Aine's shoulder.

"Since the president has said so, then it probably really is like that..."

"That's true! I heard that the girl from my junior high school stopped having chuunibyou after high school and even became very popular!"

Kita Ikuyo added.

"Ah, Chihaya-san, would you like to go shopping with me and Sae later? Sae probably has a lot to say to you, right? After all, she's always talking about you in my ear, like how amazing you are, how good you are at sports, how great you are at studying, how much she admires you, etc... Waaaaah!"

Before Kita Ikuyo could finish speaking, Sasaki's second son, enraged and embarrassed, covered her mouth.

"Kita! You talk too much!"

"Waaaaah~ (What a great opportunity!)"

"Well... this..."

Chihaya Aine initially intended to politely decline, but when she glanced at the two playfully fighting, she noticed Sasaki's second son secretly looking at her with expectant eyes, and she couldn't bring herself to say the words of refusal.

No matter what, it's not right for Qi to be so distant from her best friend from junior high, is it? Besides, the other person noticed her awkwardness and deliberately avoided the topic of studying in the UK.

"If you don't mind, could you please take me along, Sasa and Kita-chan?"

Yi: "Eh? Really? That's great, Xiao Zuo!"

Kita Ikuyo clasped her hands together in delight, tilted her head slightly, and winked at Sasaki's second son.

"...Why, why did you specifically tell me this!"

Ryou Sasaki's second son stiffly avoided Kita Ikuyo's gaze.

7. "In that case, Chihaya-kun, could you please tell me your full name? It doesn't feel very intimate to always call you by your surname."

"My full name? Chihaya Aine."

"Then I'll call you Aine from now on!"

"Then what's your full name, Kita-chan?"

"...Just call me Kita Kita!"

"...Kita Kita? Is that really what it's called?"

"President, her name is... Waaaaah!"

"Xiao Zuo, you've been too talkative!"

........................

If you could make a wish, what would you choose to wish for?

If Kusano Akira had been given the choice yesterday, he would probably have been very troubled by it.

Is he wishing for countless true friends, or is it that he woke up to find the world's music level had dropped ten thousand times, but his remained unchanged?

Or, to put it more bluntly, one could simply acquire countless amounts of money, enough to last a lifetime, and then live a life of extravagance and debauchery like Gatsby, spending each day eating, drinking, sleeping, and chatting, just drifting through life like that.

Of course, these are things he would have thought of in the past. Now, Kusano Akira has only one wish to make.

If he could turn back time, he definitely wouldn't have agreed to Toyokawa Shoko's request to go to the movies together.

So what if he skipped most of the movie by sleeping? So what if there was only half an hour left? The horror of the terrible movie was still beyond his tolerance.

Volume 1: Chapter 147. Who is your granddaughter? (2k)

He felt like Baki was being held tightly in Oliva's hand and shaken around in his 'tuxedo', the only difference being that Baki would awaken his Demon Back when treated like this, while he only felt nauseous.

"Kusano-kun, do you really not need me to help you out?"

Looking at Kusano Akira, who was leaning against the wall and slowly moving outside, pausing occasionally to rest, with a pale face, Yotakawa Shoko asked with some concern.

Could it be that she really misremembered? Kusano Akira was actually just as unable to resist this movie back then as she was now, and was only pretending to be indifferent to spite the other party?

"No, I'm not... gulp... I'm fine...!"

Kusano Akira pressed himself firmly against the cold wall, his body half-leaning against it. The curtain behind him was still playing the curtain call list. Hearing Toyokawa Shoko's worried words, he pretended to be okay and waved to her with a smile. But then a wave of nausea made him cover his mouth again.

"Ah... I finally made it through... If it keeps playing for a little longer, I might be able to see the Sanzu River...!"

"Hmph, you brat, you were lying to me all along!"

The door hinges creaked shrilly, followed by a series of heavy footsteps. A familiar voice appeared ahead; the old man had arrived at the door precisely when the movie ended, his pale eyebrows furrowed into an inverted V shape, and he let out two muffled groans from his nose.

"I was actually going to waive your movie ticket fee! What a waste of my feelings!"

"But seeing how pathetic you look, I'll forgive you! Haha!"

Seeing Kusano Akira leaning against the wall like a sapling swept by a storm, barely able to stand and needing the wall's support to steady himself, the old man's taut jawline couldn't help but suddenly relax, followed by a smile overflowing from the corners of his wrinkled eyes, and he burst into a series of very impressive and hearty laughs.

"You should learn from this little girl. Look at her, she doesn't react at all. If a man is so spineless, women will look down on him! When I was young, I wasn't like this..."

"..."

Kusano Akira stared unfocusedly at the old man and unconsciously uttered a sentence.

"Is Death coming to take me?"

"You're really rude, kid! Who are you calling Death?!"

The old man's chin, which had been tilting upwards, suddenly froze. The smile lines at the corners of his eyes had not yet faded. His throat seemed to be choked by Kusano Akira's words, and he coughed with a flushed face. After catching his breath, he immediately angrily used his calloused hand to give the other person a hard thud on the forehead.

Thanks to the sharp rap on the head, Kusano Akira seemed to have been jolted awake, and his gaze towards the old man became clearer.

"Holy Lord, I am not Tru..."

"Given my appearance, you should be calling me 'Dad,' not 'Holy Lord,' Kora!!!"

"What an annoying kid, even more annoying than my own..."

The old man angrily walked to the projector and pressed the stop button, instantly freezing the image that was still scrolling on the screen.

"Thank you so much for your hospitality today. We would be very grateful."

While Kusano Akira was being sunk, Toyokawa Shoko walked up to the old man and bowed to him with a graceful demeanor.

“You’re much more polite than this kid… It’s noon now, you must all be hungry, right? Come eat at my son’s place, just tell him I invited you, and he won’t charge you. The restaurant he founded is quite famous.”

The old man gripped the still-warm disc tightly, watching Toyokawa Shoko, who had come specifically to thank him, and casually swung his arm a couple of times.

"No, I can't accept that..."

"Don't be modest with me. Anyway, there aren't many people like you who are willing to come to my place to watch movies. Consider it my treat to make you happy. He opened a ramen shop in the building across the street. The sign is quite big. If you can find my place, you can definitely see him too."

Upon hearing the words "ramen shop," Kusano Akira shakily raised his head again.

"You're that uncle's father... So you're Yuichiro Hanma...!"

"According to you, wouldn't my lovely granddaughter be Baki? Baka ya ga ya!!!!"

"Sigh...really, Kusano-kun, be good, stop fooling around."

Looking at Kusano Akira, who seemed to be getting more and more delirious, Toyokawa Shoko felt a sense of helplessness. After letting out a soft sigh, she quickly stepped forward, grabbed his wrist, ignored his instinctive shoving, and steadily put his arm on her shoulder. She then half-dragged and half-pulled him away.

"I'm so sorry, he's caused you trouble."

"Hmph, brat..."

After saying this, the old man slowly walked back to the bar where he had been dozing off. His hands, covered with age spots, reached into his pocket and fumbled for his silver-rimmed reading glasses. He then turned his attention back to the book on his laptop, "Help, the 50-Headed CEO Falls in Love with Me."

Just as Toyokawa Shoko and Kusano Akira reached the wooden door and were about to step onto the stairs leading outside, although their eyes remained on the computer screen, their voices were directed at them.

"Hey, don't forget to mention my name. My name is Hachiman Soichiro. Just tell my kid that you've been to my place to watch a movie."

"...Hachiman?"

The old man's casual remark made Toyokawa Shoko stop in her tracks. Hearing that somewhat familiar surname, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and the tension that had finally eased in her heart tightened again.

She turned her head slightly to look at the old man who was engrossed in working on his laptop, her tone somewhat cold.

"If I may be so bold as to ask... what is your relationship with Hachiman Kairin?"

"Hmm? Do you know my lovely granddaughter?"

The clicking of the mouse stopped abruptly. Hearing his granddaughter's name spoken by the girl in front of him, the old man finally looked away from the screen and stared at Toyokawa Shoko in surprise.

"...I've only heard about it."

"Haha, so my granddaughter is a celebrity. That's amazing. She's much better than her father. She looks a bit like me back in the day."

When Yahata Kairin was mentioned, the old man's tone became cheerful, but it immediately turned somber again.

"That child, why does she insist on living alone? And she didn't even tell me where she is. I'm so worried about her. Will she be able to eat well on her own? Will she be bullied by people outside? She's so innocent and kind..."

Volume 1: Chapter 148 (2k)