There are three beautiful women in my school.
All three are in the same class with me.
This is not a boast.
The reason I say this now is because one of the three most beautiful women, Matsuura Sera, is my girlfriend.
I am proud of this.
I fell in love at first sight with her as soon as I entered high school, and after steadily shortening the distance between us, I was finally able to go out with her.
At first, some people looked at me coldly and wondered why I was with someone like that, but that unpleasantness was instantly blown away when I saw her smiling face.
I have not been able to do much that is typical of a lover in the six months that we have been dating, but I was happy just to see her smile.
There are a few things I have learned about these glasses from my day at school.
First of all, the number is visible only to the person with whom I am talking, and it disappears after a while.
And then there is this number.
The highest number I talked to today was 69 for Daiki.
Every other person was around 30-40.
I don’t know what this number represents, but it probably has something to do with me.
The time was after school.
“Shoma, let’s go home together~.”
Sera called out to me as I was getting ready to go home after class.
I replied lightly, hurriedly finished my preparations, and looked at her.
I looked at her and saw a number on her forehead.
The number on the top of my girlfriend Sera’s head, who is now standing in front of me, is
0
I thought again. The people I was close to had a large number. I wondered about the meaning of the number, the reason for the 0, and why it was showing up on my girlfriend Sera. All the information I had gathered throughout the day became muddled by this.
I kept thinking about it on the way home and couldn’t get into the conversation at all.
When I got home, the mystery of the numbers remained unsolved. I lay down on my bed for a change of scenery and started playing with my phone.
Then one news item caught my eye.
A popular TV show “Let’s keep the likability low.” The ratings are up and the likability is on the rise.
It was news about a popular TV show that had recently started.
“Let’s lower the likability ……. Lower ……. Going up…….”
The news made the connection between all of today’s events.
The numbers went up and down.
My friend Daiki’s numbers are large and those of people I don’t have much to do with are a little smaller.
“I knew it was the likability…?”
I thought it was the same for me until I saw her Sera’s number.
However, if that number represents likability, I don’t understand why her number was “0”. I thought that she should have a high likability rating.
“I’ll check it out tomorrow.”
I was tired from using my head, which I usually don’t use, so I decided to leave the rest to myself tomorrow and went to sleep.
The day passed, and the next day after school.
I was following Sera, my girlfriend.
Sera and I are supposed to basically go home together after school, but sometimes she does go home on certain days for her own reasons.
That was today.
Until just yesterday, I had accepted the fact that it was hard to go home with her every day and that she needed time alone and time with her friends, but recently I had a feeling that this was happening more and more often.
I thought that maybe she was hiding something from me, so I decided to follow her.
Unfortunately, my prediction came true.
Sera met up with a boy from another high school at a park near the school and started walking arm in arm in a friendly manner. She had another guy with her.
At this moment, the possibility that the number I had come to see was actually the likelihood of likability increased dramatically.
However, I still could not believe it, so I continued to follow Sera while enduring the pain in my heart.
They, unaware that I was following them, went to the mall, bought matching clothes, paired up, had dinner, played games together, and had the kind of date Sera had never had with me in the six months we had been together.
It was getting late at night and we thought it was time to leave the mall, but we started walking in the opposite direction from the house.
I saw the worst.
They were headed for a hotel.
It was not a normal hotel, but a hotel where adult men and women enter to do such things.
As I walked further in, I faintly heard their voices.
“Sera has a boyfriend, doesn’t she? Are you sure you want to do this?”
“It’s okay. I don’t like him at all.
He’s a sucker for me.”
“You’re a real bitch, you know that? I like you just the way you are.”
“Mouu, come on.”
With that, they went in.
At that moment, I heard something inside me snap.
It was the moment when all the time I had spent with Sera and all the money I had spent on her over the past six months had gone to waste.
Why did I fall in love with this person?
I hate myself for having fallen in love with such a person.
It was all for nothing. I had been played from the beginning.
I thought about it and came to a conclusion.
I took a picture of them leaving the hotel with my phone camera and went home that day.
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Bro was not letting that slide.
Never simp, boys.
He didn’t let that slide. They will pay for what they’ve done