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Ugh, this is so frustrating! What did I do wrong? I’m trying my best to see my grandmother! So it’s only natural that I follow the original story!
Why are you getting so disappointed? Do you think I’m some kind of saint or something? Don’t you think it’s selfish to have expectations and then get disappointed?
I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care, I don’t care. I’ll just stick to the original story as usual, and I won’t do anything weird.
I’m not the protagonist, I’m the protagonist’s best friend. It’s weird for someone like me to stand out. The best friend should be the best friend, making noise in the classroom and staying quiet in the original story.
“Woohoo!”
“Chars!”
It starts with the usual unique greeting.
Hmm, today it’s “Chars.” I’m looking forward to tomorrow.
“Did you watch that yesterday?”
“Of course I did. It was awesome.”
“Hey…”
“That yesterday” refers to Nom, who uploads survival videos on a video streaming site.
“His survival skills were amazing as always.”
“But I was worried when the fire didn’t start on the first day.”
“It was raining the day before, so it was inevitable.”
I never thought I’d get along with him so well. When I was reincarnated, I didn’t know anything about his personal life, so I just talked about neutral topics or tried to make conversation on the spot. Those days feel nostalgic now.
I’ve completely settled into the role of his best friend. I didn’t know I had such talent for being a best friend. I should have realized it sooner.
While talking with Saotome about survival videos, I happened to catch a glimpse of the ever-cute Hisada-chan at the corner of my eye.
“…!”
As Hisada-chan tried to go to the back of the classroom, one of the three girls stuck out her foot and tripped her. She lost her balance and put her hands on the floor.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?”
The leader, Shibamura, reached out her hand to Hisada-chan, who had fallen.
That’s clever. This way, you can’t say for sure that the three of them were at fault. They apologized immediately, and they even seemed concerned about Hisada-chan. If Hisada-chan had pushed their hands away, she would have looked like the bad guy to everyone else.
“Huh? … Tch.”
Hisada-chan brushed off Shibamura’s hand and walked out of the classroom. She tried to say something like she did yesterday, but realized it was pointless and said nothing. She’s surprisingly calm. If she had argued back there, Shibamura would have gained the upper hand.
“Huh? What happened?”
“Nothing, it’s fine.”
Until the cultural festival starts, this guy absolutely must not find out. If he finds out, the original story will change drastically. So far, I’ve managed to handle it somehow, but this time there’s no room for correction.
So, I’ll definitely pretend not to see it and make sure Saotome doesn’t find out.
Am I the worst? I’ve always been this kind of person.
Their harassment continued for a while after that. They hid the textbooks and secretly put them back after class.
I know because I didn’t have any friends, but it’s pretty devastating when you don’t have a textbook. The teacher tells you to ask the person next to you, but sometimes the person next to me wouldn’t show me, or they’d give me a really nasty look, or even cry. But none of the people here are like that.
But for the prideful Kudata-chan, it must be highly effective. Just seeing that trio giggling slowly builds up stress.
They’re really good at it. They don’t tear the textbooks to shreds because that would make it obvious to the teacher that they’re bullying someone. In my case, every page was carefully torn out, so I couldn’t help but notice.
“Oh, sorry. My hand slipped.”
This time, when the trio was walking away, Shibamura hit Hisada-chan on the back of the head. The other two stood in front to block the view so the others woudn’t notice. Are they having a strategy meeting to harass Hisada-chan?
Plus, Shibamura hit her so fast that only I would notice. And since there was no sound, the others in the class didn’t notice either.
Maybe they’ve been practicing? Practicing hitting the back of the head and practicing guarding. Is this separate practice? Like, each of them practices separately and then they coordinate at the end?
Other acts of harassment continued, such as breaking all the pencil leads, including the spare ones, and opening Hisada-chan’s water bottle and getting the contents wet.
Wow, I’ve been through all of that before. So, Hisada-chan is going to be my junior, right? I’m happy to have a cute junior.
Joking aside, Hisada-chan is a strong girl, so she won’t confide in anyone, and she won’t show her weakness. So, the harassment will either escalate or she’ll get bored and stop.
But in the original story, it’s confirmed that it will continue until the cultural festival, so it will probably escalate gradually. Poor thing. It’s about four to five months from now, right? That’s not too long.
“Well, loser Shota, have a good day!”
“Shut up.”
At Tokidoki School, after school, designated groups are responsible for cleaning. Since I lost at rock-paper-scissors, I had to take the collected trash to the trash station.
Just deciding by rock-paper-scissors makes them seem pretty kind. In my previous life, it was automatically me, so I even volunteered. If you volunteer before they force it on you, they’re happy. Of course, I cried? But it’s just taking out the trash, so if that’s all it takes, it’s easy.
“Hey, trash suits you.”
Can you believe it? The teacher said that!
“Yeah, I guess I look good with trash.”
“Hahaha.”
Before my reincarnation, I thought the teacher was a piece of trash who taught people things, but after my reincarnation, I started to like him a little. Before my reincarnation, the only words we exchanged were either scolding or mocking. I never thought we’d end up being able to joke around like this.
“Oh, Mizuno. Taking out the trash? That’s great.”
“Sorry. I just lost at rock-paper-scissors.”
I’m happy to be praised, but it’s like a punishment game, so it’s not really that great. That’s why I apologized just in case.
Still, every time I see him, the teacher talks to me. How popular am I?
“Mizuno! I heard you participated in volunteer work again. The people over there praised you.”
“Really? That’s great.”
Why is the teacher so proud? It’s because I participated in volunteer work. Does he feel happy when his students are praised, as if it were his own achievement?
“Keep up the good work.”
“Yes, sir!”
Well, it’s not bad to be praised.
After that, I was constantly being approached by the teacher and my friends, so it took quite a while to get to the garbage station.
But the garbage station is right in front of me now.
“…Sniff.”
I heard the sound of someone sniffling. Someone was crying behind the school building. I didn’t want anyone to see me crying, so I quickly hid. Did she confess her feelings and get rejected?
When I peeked, I saw Hisada-chan crouched down in a triangle position.
“I’ll kill them. …I’ll definitely kill them. Sniff… I’ll definitely kill them.”
Hisada-chan, whom I thought was strong, was crying. I thought she’d be okay since she’d endured until the cultural festival in the original story, but that wasn’t the case. She’d really taken it hard.
Hisada-chan is strong, so she doesn’t cry in front of others, but she cries when she’s alone.
“Sniff… Damn it.”
Seeing Hisada-chan crying, I couldn’t move a muscle.
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