Some class activities were fun enough.

I do not dislike looking at historical buildings. Just by tracing the path of mankind, there is no shortage of things to feel.

Since this was a school trip, we were only going to visit serious places at this stage. It is still a sightseeing spot, though.

It was only after lunch that we had free time. We should be back at the lodge by evening. That was the instruction from the teachers.

[Let’s meet up in front of the monument.]

This was a text message from Rika. The time of the bookmark of the school trip had come as soon as the class activities were over. I found myself worrying unnecessarily, wondering if class activities weren’t all that much fun.

I thought that Rika was ahead of me again because we were supposed to meet in front of the monument, but I arrived there first.

Apparently, she was somewhat late in breaking up with the class.

There were no other schoolmates around. Rika seemed to have chosen a place where there were few pedestrians. I guess she had done her homework.

“Thanks for waiting !”

Waving her hand, Rika ran toward me.

She hugged me so vigorously that I almost fell backwards. I had no choice but to do so.

“Looks like you’ve been a little worried.”

“Enough for me to feel the urge to send you a text.”

“I see you’ve already made it your own.”

“I’m a firm believer in owning my own mistakes.”

“That’s a lot of beliefs.”

“It is not always just one belief, it can increase or decrease. At least in my case.”

Rika held my neck firmly with her arm as she spoke.

“I understand. Can you move away? It’s so painful that I can’t breathe.”

“Sorry, sorry.”

My arms relaxed and my breathing returned. Temporarily breathing heavily.

“I know you want to reveal your feelings.”

“That’s right. Masa kun’s breathing difficulties are not limited to physical means.”

“I feel like something is off, but…..well, that’s okay. Since it’s free time. Let’s just enjoy it as much as we can.”

“Yeah !”

Rika could only be described as cheerful.

It seemed that the plan had already been worked out in detail. She had made the plans herself, but Rika had made a more detailed schedule than the school excursion calendar.

It is extremely difficult to surpass Rika’s passion. I decided to follow Rika’s plan, taking the view that we should divide the work among our specialties.

The schedule was stored as data on Rika’s smartphone. As I looked at it, I asked myself a question.

“What if the plan falls apart? A store closes temporarily, or there is construction work somewhere. Train delays. There are any number of factors that could interfere.”

“That much is in the palm of my hand. No one said there was only one plan.”

Other files are opened. There was not one schedule, but several ! Other than that, I had a list of potential things I wanted to go to.

Perfect, thorough prep. I was impressed. What I had come up with was only the bare minimum of a plot. In this case, Rika had carefully finished the storyline.

“It looks like Rika is ahead of me.”

“It’s okay. Winning or losing doesn’t mean much to Masa kun and me.”

“When I lost at Glico tournaments, I felt a little bit like I couldn’t say that anymore.”

“That was no contest. I can somehow predict Masa kun’s hand movements and hands using years of data and instantaneous reflexes.”

“I think Rika is a superhuman.”

“I don’t think so. No, only for Masa kun.”

Even if the target is only me, it goes without saying that Rika has power that far exceeds that of an ordinary person.

The word [human] is a contradiction in terms. But there are aspects of Rika that suit her.

Her prominence invites fear from me and others around her. She crosses the line of what an ordinary person can stay away from. It is a kind of obsession. It’s to the point where the word [yandere] is too sweet.

“Let’s go, Masa kun. We’ve got to go. To be precise–“

“Oops, it would be a waste to break up Plan One so soon, wouldn’t it? Let’s go.”

Rika and I started our journey together.

I won’t go into detail about this part of the trip.

I won’t go into details about this part of our trip, but I can say without a doubt that it went by so quickly. Rika knew me down to the smallest detail.

She even knew where I wanted to go and what I wanted to eat, so thoroughly that I felt as if she was me.

I was Rika and Rika was me. And vice versa. I was almost convinced that these words from the past were about to become reality.

Recently, my feelings had been extremely unstable, and my perception of Rika had been jumping sideways irregularly on the borderline between positive and negative.

Even Kisaki’s cronies were trying to bring down the [hammer of justice] on me. It was strange, because she had never been one to think of violence.

Now that I had no one left to direct my anger at, I had to face Rica squarely. Today’s free activities were part of that process.

There have been twists and turns, but I guess I can’t stay away from Rika after all. Rika is the only person who can remove the misfortune that befalls me.

And it is also Rika whom I can share it with.

Somewhere deep in the recesses of my heart, I hear a faint voice holding me back. But what does it matter?

I can’t leave Rika, with whom I have shared my sins. And I don’t want to leave. I want Rika to be the only one in my world.

Ah, even my thoughts are being eroded by Rika !

I can’t stand to talk about our story any longer.

“Well, let’s go back to the inn, shall we?”

“Of course.”

“At night–of course, we’ll be together♡”

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