In front of me are the illuminated nighttime cherry blossoms.

In the middle of the cherry blossom road. Traffic stopped to admire the view, and a small crowd had gathered.

Mixed in among them were photographers and staff members, and in the center of the crowd was—

“Kurusu-chan, that’s great! Next time, let’s take a picture with Rin-kun!”

Kirishima is wearing a white shirt with bottoms, not a school uniform.

Her shoulder bag and beret give her a fashionable look, and with the illuminated nighttime cherry blossoms in the background, all I could say was “beautiful”.

(No wonder she is called one of the three most beautiful girls)

With a girl this beautiful, it was no wonder that everyone around her was cheering her on.

She has an outstanding appearance among girls of her age. In addition, she is a celebrity who is also active as a model.

I hear that there is no end to the number of people who confess their feelings for her, and it’s no wonder why.

(That being said, I’m pretty sure I’d be shot down if I ever expressed any ulterior motives. I’m not accustomed to heartbreak, so I can’t even attack.)

I was watching Kirishima’s shooting from a bench some distance away.

It was almost time for them to finish. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have called me out at this hour.

But —-

(…… I should have come earlier.)

Although a man on the side can only be jealous, it is not often that I get to see the scene of an acquaintance’s photo shoot.

If I could see a beautiful figure in a beautiful place like this, even from a distance, I would have liked to watch it, even if I had to wait.

“Okay great work! Thank you, both of you, for today!”

As I was thinking this, I suddenly heard such voices.

One after another, I heard voices saying, “Thank you for your hard work,” and the staff members gathered around.

But among them, there was one. One of the girls approached me and said

“I was sorry for calling you out even though it was night time.”

Kirishima sits down next to me, still in the clothes she wore when we shot the film.

Since I am not in my school uniform, it feels somewhat new to me. I’m not involved enough to feel fresh.

“I don’t mind, I’ve seen some interesting things.”

“Ara, are you in love with me?”

“…Even if I nod my head, I’ll probably only get a sad response, so I’ll shake it to the side.”

Ara, what a shame. Seeing Kirishima’s mischievous smile, I couldn’t help but be shocked.

Normally this would be a situation that would make her angry, but it’s strange because she can’t get angry if she has a good face.

“But I’ll at least pay the train fare. It was a long way from the station where you live.”

Kirishima took out her wallet from her pocket.

“It’s okay, it’s my idea.”

“That can’t be—“

“I’m lending you my hand because I like it, and if I accept it, I’ll feel sorry for myself.”

I think it’s a stupid man’s vanity, but I can’t give in on this one thing.

I’m the one who got involved in something that originally didn’t need a hand. There is no need for Kirishima to pay for it.

If she does, I want her to pay me when she finds the prince.

For example—

“…… I want a Mercedes Benz.”

“…I understand that you don’t need that kind of consideration.”

Kirishima pokes my head lightly. It hurts a little.

“So, what is it that you want me to help you with?”

Joking aside, I have to get down to business.

High school students have a limited amount of time to move around. Kirishima will probably have time to say her greetings after the shoot is over, so it’s best to get things done quickly.

“There’s that guy I shot with today, isn’t there?”


That model-looking guy with the enviously handsome face?

“He seems to have a scar on his shoulder. When we were talking the other day, it just happened to come up, and I’ve been wondering about it.”

I see, so that’s why she called me up when they were shooting together and not at school.

“I couldn’t peek into the nudes of my peers, and I figured I had to get you to help me out here.”

“Hmmm. ……”

“I’m sure he’ll be changing into his casual clothes afterwards anyway, so that’s when you’ll have to help me out. I know it’s annoying for you, but I’ll tell him you’re a fan and he’ll come over..”

“Hmm? You don’t have to do that, why don’t I just get a Merikensack or a nail gun and attack him?”

“I know it’s hard to say this for someone who is helping, but I would like you to refrain from doing so.”

It’s strange ……it’s so much faster to attack someone from behind and rip their clothes off than it is to fan out and approach them.

Well, I can understand why you might be hesitant since there are people watching you.

“But is it really that guy?”

Glancing around, I see the man I’m looking for.

He was currently surrounded by his staff, talking about something.

“……, I have to admit, expectations are slim.”

Kirishima leans over and looks at the model guy as well.

“After all, he says he didn’t live over here as a child, so I think there’s a good chance he’s different.”

“Hmmm …………………….Ha…?”

I was in the middle of hmming away at him when I unintentionally turned around.

Then, Kirishima tilts her head with a strange look on her face.

“Ara, didn’t I tell you?”

“You didn’t.”

But maybe Kirishima had just never thought about it, and I had just forgotten about it.

In the first place, we talked about it properly yesterday today and agreed to cooperate. It is not surprising that she forgot to mention one or two important parts.

“The prince I’m looking for is the boy who rescued me from a dog attack here a long time ago.”


“At the time, he was wearing a manga hero’s mask, so I couldn’t make out his face,”

Kirishima shrugged her shoulders and casually said, “Besides, it’s from my childhood, so I don’t remember it very clearly.”

Hearing this, for some reason, I was reminded of the …… fortune-telling story of the time.

[You there, Libra! This week is the worst of your luck! Your hidden things will be exposed and you will be at a crossroads in your life all at once! I suggest you make up your mind to confess your cheating infidelity as soon as possible!]

When she was a child, she was attacked by a dog here instead

The boy who saved her had a wound on his shoulder.

The kid was wearing a mask of a manga hero.


Suddenly, apart from fortune-telling, Yuzuha’s face that day passed through my mind.

She was crying, my childhood friend.

I have a …… feeling that I want to keep quiet about it.

However, if I don’t tell her, she’ll suffer.

But there is a possibility that it’s not true…

“One thing I want to make sure of before I strip him of his clothes.”

Fearfully, I turn around.

And then,

“I have a dog attack scar on my shoulder, but I’m not on the search list, am I ……?”

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