After school that day.
I told Kensuke, my best friend and well-informed person, that Kuzugaya had asked me to get back together with her, but I firmly refused, and asked for his opinion.
He said,
“Ah, that.”
Kensuke responded to my question as if he had some idea what I was talking about.
“Do you know anything about it, Kensuke?”
“I know something, but I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to hear it.”
“I don’t mind, so tell me what you know.”
I rushed him, and Kensuke looked at me as if giving up.
“It seems that Kuzugaya got dumped by the handsome medical student.”
Well, I know
It couldn’t be otherwise, could it?
“I know that much. So what happened?”
“According to the rumor, the good-looking medical student had a bride whom his parents decided to marry when he was born, and all the other women he had been with were just for fun.”
“A bride from birth, it’s already Reiwa era now, you know? Is such an old fashioned stuff even possible? Don’t they have children’s rights?”
I couldn’t help but click my tongue at how absurd it was,
“Even if you ask me, rich people have their own troublesome relationships and etiquette, right?”
Kensuke shrugged his shoulders exaggeratedly.
I’m Mob A, and Kensuke, Mob B, who is not much different in looks from me, is not at all like a Hollywood actor, but let’s put that aside for the moment.
“So I’m talking about a completely different world than the one we’re used to.”
Maybe that’s one of the reasons why his personality is so twisted. In any case, the handsome medical school student said he was playing around with all the women, and not only did he have double crotches, but he had double digits.”
“And Kuzugaya was one of them.”
“You’re right.”
“That’s just plain trashy…..or rather, all his characters are full of shit.”
“I completely agree.”
As her ex-boyfriend, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit of sympathy for Kuzugaya, who was toyed with by a playboy with a twisted personality, even though it was her own fault.
“But why did she choose me again?”
“Hmm?”
“If Kuzugaya wanted to, she could get any number of good men, right? I just wondered why she went to the trouble of coming back to me.”
“That’s because Himemiya san is crazy about you, Sota.”
“Why are you mentioning Yuuka?”
Also, I don’t think I’m being particular about it.
“Sota, think about it. If the idol of the school was crazy in love with the guy you dumped, you would think it was over, wouldn’t you? Did I do something wasteful? Wasn’t he a surprisingly good candidate? Something like that.”
“Yuuka and I don’t have that kind of relationship at all. We’re just classmates.”
“I’m getting tired of hearing that excuse, so I think it’s time you come up with another one.”
“It can’t be helped that I said things like that because it’s true. Hm? But there hasn’t been any rumors about Kuzugaya got dumped, right? Am I the only one who doesn’t know about it?”
“Well, it seems that the newspaper department is in the process of carefully checking back on this matter, so almost no one should have heard about it yet.”
It’s a little late to mention this, but the reason Kensuke is so well-informed is because a senior member of the newspaper club (I don’t know much about him, but he was the head of the club), who graduated from our high school and was three years older than me, lived next door and was a good friend of him since they were kids.
Even now, we hear rumors, information, and other things related to our high school are readily available through him.
“Huh? Why? When I got dumped, the whole school knew about it as fast as I did.”
I remember being deeply surprised that the whole school was talking about it the morning after I was dumped.
“Oh, hahaha. Well, since Kuzugaya Shiori, a beautiful girl who is one of the school’s top-ranked castes dumped you, a nobody, the newspaper club is gonna give you the appropriate amount of attention. She’s popular and the topic is a hot topic. They can’t make the mistake of misreporting it.”
“Wait a minute. What was that? You make it sound like it’s okay to misreport my news.”
“That’s exactly what it sounds like.”
“No, no, no. Where’s the spirit of reporting in the newspaper department?”
“Idiot. If you’re a low-caste, even if it’s a misreport, it’ll be a joke. So, it’s okay to spread the news without any proper verification. Hahaha !”
Kensuke laughed at me with his stomach in his hands.
“……Hey Kensuke, are you mad at me?”
“Not at all? I’m not even the least bit angry about my callous best friend who abandoned me when I was called to the staff room and went out to eat alone.”
“You’re still as bitter as ever…..you little bastard……”
“You don’t know what I’ve been through, that’s why you say things like that.”
“You’ve been called out because of something you did, right? Even if you’re crying for that. Isn’t that your own fault?”
“I needed a friend who would follow me and support me emotionally.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t support your fragile spirit. So what did you end up doing? It can’t be helped, so I’ll ask you while we’re talking.”
“Now, please listen to me. I’m gonna tell you a story that brings tears to my ears and tears to tell…”
I stayed with Kensuke until he was satisfied.
By the way, after listening to the whole story, my impression was, [No matter how you look at it, it’s your fault.]
Good grief, it was a good thing I didn’t follow him to the staff room.
I was about to waste my precious time.
By the way.
Soon after this, the newspaper club spread the story that Kuzugaya had two-timed me with a handsome medical student, dumped me, and then got dumped by the handsome medical student because he had a wife, and then, of course, pressed me to get back together with her.
Kuzugaya was the biggest bitch in our school, and she was hated by all the girls.
The boys, who were afraid of being stared at by the girls, also became distant from her.
She fell down the school caste and was often absent from school.
But that’s nothing to do with me, so I won’t say any more about it.
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