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My name is Kouki Futaba.
I am Yukimi kun’s classmate.
I thought I was his only friend.
“……Yukimi, are you cheating on me already?”
So when Hinoriwa Mio, who is well known as an active high school gravure idol, said that to him, I knew that my vision was rapidly losing its color.
My brain could no longer keep up with the fact that he said he was dating Hakariya Hakari, or that he seemed to have a relationship with Hinoriwa Mio, and so on.
PC, please, I’m going into sleep mode.
Life is running in the background.
“I think I should go.”
I told Yukimi with my last ounce of strength.
“No, it’s okay. She is Hinoriwa Mio, which is a rare name, and she’s a part-time buddy.”
Of course I know her.
I don’t think there is anyone in school who doesn’t know her.
So you work together. I see.
“Hinoriwa Mio, this guy’s name is Kouki Futaba, and she’s my classmate.”
“……Hmmm. Just friends?”
The fact that Hinoriwa Mio looks at me with a quizzical gaze reminds me somewhat of a carnivorous beast.
“Yeah. We’re just friends, so it’s nopt cheating. And I’m not dating you.”
“!? ……H-hmph. That doesn’t matter !”
“Of course it matters.”
Yukimi kun, smiling as if he was shocked, goes to sit on the couch with Hinoriwaa san.
You’re joking……
To be honest, the whole Hakariya Hakari thing wasn’t in my imagination and didn’t feel real.
I don’t think Yukimi kun would lie, but I honestly didn’t even believe it.
But with the exchange they just had, or rather, I guessed it from the first word of HInoriwa san’s words…….
Don’t tell me you like Yukimi kun, Hinoriwa san……?
Where is my own Yukimi kun who is isolated in class……?
Hinoriwa san pretends to be annoyed, but the way her eyes look at Yukimi kun with her elbows on the table, it looks like she’s saying she likes him.
I couldn’t believe it.
It is said that all the boys in the school are after her like a hungry beast…..
For some reason, I felt betrayed by Yukimi kun.
Yukimi kun called out me with that kind of gaze.
“Futaba, come here. Maybe Hinoriwa will consult with you.”
“You call her by her first name…..”
I was afraid of Hinoriwa san’s gaze, so I didn’t have the courage to turn back here.
ーーーーーー☆彡
Half desperate now, I talk with Hinoriwa san.
I told her about what happened this morning and how I have been annoyed by Takagi kun and his friends asking for my contact information and inviting me to hang out with them many times.
The more I talked, the easier it became, thanks to Hinoriwa san, who sympathized with me and shared her own experiences along the way.
For a shy person like me, I think I did my best to communicate.
Yukimi kun’s support was a big help, too.
“I see. So Takagi. That guy…….”
Hinoriwa san, who had been speaking clearly to me and Yukimi kun until then, became hesitant.
“What about Takagi?”
“No, it’s more like…….”
She stammered as she glanced at Yukimi.
Yeah. Maybe she doesn’t want Yukimi kun to hear it.
“Did you possibly go out with him?”
I honestly wondered if that was the case too, so together we looked into Hinoriwa san’s face.
“Tsk, no ! Something like, quite a while ago, today, he asked me to go out with him because he has a fetish for big tits ! !”
“Ehh !?”
……My heart jumped loudly.
“Heh.”
I was surprised, and Yukimi kun was staring straight at Hinoriwa san’s big breasts while placing his hand on his chin.
What are you doing?
“S-so, when I tried to refuse, he got away with it and said it was a joke, so we’re not dating ! Hell no !”
No, Hinoriwa san is in too much of a panic.
Yukimi kun was still looking at her, saying vaguely.
“I-it’s still daytime, so don’t stare at my boobs !”
Hinoriwa san holds her own breasts over her blouse while turning red in the face.
Its going to spill even if she uses both hands.
“Is it okay if it’s at night?”
Yukimi kun responds.
How can you stay so calm?
She’s on the cover of a magazine.
Oh, he’s hopeless.
I admit it.
I was about to escape reality as I watched the exchange between the two of them,
But I had a personal experience with this.
I’ve loved video games, manga, and anime since I was a little girl, and when I was exposed to the Internet in junior high school, I became even more into subcultures.
I was a simple nerd with few friends, but when I put on a camera and started streaming games with my face to the world, I became addicted to the pleasure of being pampered.
I knew I was wearing a mask and that my face wasn’t real, but the 24/7 availability of someone to play with, the large amount of money thrown at me, and the latest model offerings from the manufacturers.
I couldn’t stop.
As my body grew, I was sickened by the number of “such” comments, but there was also a part of me that felt somewhat comforted by the comments flowing through my body.
I cannot lie about my feelings.
In my contradictory feelings, my hatred of men mixed with my desire as a woman drove me crazy.
I still think I am crazy.
In real life, I prefer to wear clothes that don’t show the lines of my body, but in my videos, I wear outfits that emphasize my breasts.
I was enjoying myself unrestrainedly, not as me, but as another persona existing on the Internet.
The price for this is coming soon.
I’m starting to feel sick.
“Futaba, what’s wrong? Are you alright?”
Yukimi kun noticed that I was acting strangely and worried about me.
“You look pale. Let’s lie down for a while, Kouki san.”
Hinoriwa san tilts me onto my side on the bench with my back and head tilted diagonally.
This is the first time I have been involved with her today, but it’s like I already know her.
She is a kind and nice person.
I felt bad that I thought she was an enemy somewhere deep down.
“……?”
Hinoriwa san is touching my back, around the hook of my bra, and twisting my neck.
I should probably say this now.
I’m sorry she had to go through all this trouble for me.
It’s time for me to go.
“I’m actually a huge nerd, and a streamer. I don’t show my face. A-and…….”
My mouth clenches. Courage.
“I’m your friend, and you can trust Hinoriwa.”
Yukimi kun says straight to me.
I wonder why he looks at me like this sometimes, even though he always looks like a random, quiet, abandoned person.
“Normally I wear a thick hoodie and crush my chest, but not when I’m streaming, so….”
“I get it.”
Hinoriwa san takes it as she sees fit.
“I see. So, what made you feel so bad all of a sudden?”
To be frank, I thought I was going to say something that would turn them off, but the two of them still treated me the same way.
I almost cried.
“Was the tightness hard on you?”
Hinoriwa san peeks in at me gently.
I try to pull back my tears and talk to them properly.
“That’s true, but…I thought maybe Takagi kun might have noticed that…and then I suddenly felt sick…”
I stuttered and told them the story.
During the stream, there was one listener who kept commenting on my chest.
One listener kept on and on.
I can tolerate a little bit of naughty comments.
I have been on the Internet for a long time, and to be honest, I didn’t mind that kind of stuff.
However, the person who kept posting was so numerous, obsessive, and full of disgusting content that I got tired of it and blocked him.
Then I got a message in my Tvitter DM.
[I know your high school.]
“Wow, there are people out there–creeps like that.”
Hinoriwa san nodded. I wonder if Hinoriwa san is bothered by it too.
“Do you have any evidence that it was Takagi?”
Yukimi kun, who is quick to understand, asks.
“I don’t have that, but with all the messages I’ve been getting, the soccer icons, and the fact that …..he likes my breasts, I’m starting to feel like it’s him.
But I don’t think I have any proof.”
“So you’re trying to talk to him in real life to get some clues.”
“Yeah…….. It’s possible that I’m imagining all of this.”
I have no proof.
But I was almost certain that I was right.
The way that Takagi kun’s gaze towards me was becoming more and more tenacious and sickening day by day was proof of this.
So I wasn’t surprised that the person was Takagi kun.
“Hey, Kouki chan～ You can’t leave your notebook behind~～”
It’s got your stream schedule in it～～～～”
Ah, I just thought it was over.
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