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When Shimizu appears, a hush falls over the conference room in Building 4.
She is wearing a black blouse with a frilly heart motif and a high-waisted pleated skirt.
Shimizu’s long greenish black hair is as stunningly beautiful as ever.
Her jet-black type give her a presence that is a counterpoint to the pink Lolita Sakimiya san.
When Shimizu came into the room, she was the first to walk up to Sakimiya san.
“…… are you …… perhaps?”
She muttered in a whisper and narrowed her eyes.
What’s going on?
Sakimiya san also stared back at Shimizu’s gaze.
“Umm Shimizu, this is your first meeting with Yami san and Sakimiya san, right?”
“Yes, it is.”
I asked, Shimizu answered and finally took her gaze away from Sakimiya san.
“It’s our first time meeting you both. My name is Shimizu Kanako. I went to the same high school as Kazakiri-san.”
“Same high school as Kazakiri-san? Then, is it because of your influence that Kazakiri-san likes this fashion?”
“Fufu, No. I started wearing this dress when I was a college student.”
I see. That’s new news to me.
Well, Shimizu’s family is famous in Tochigi, and her parents seem to be very strict, so wearing clothes with heart motifs is definitely a no-no.
“I am Yami Hinako! This is”
“Sakimiya, Karen…….”
Sakimiya-san introduced herself with a slightly bitter face.
Sakimiya san can be quite wary when meeting someone for the first time. She was very cautious when with mee too.
“Yami-san and Sakimiya-san… Fufu, I’m glad to have two people with the same hobby. Shall we turn this into a mine-related circle?”
“That’s not a good idea! This is a travel club! And me and Hinata are in normal fashion! And Kazakiri as well.”
“What do you mean?”
“Anyway! We’re a travel circle, so let’s talk about travel! Shimizu is here too, so let’s decide where to go next.”
Shinonome-senpai quickly raised her glasses, used her small body to slowly move to the blackboard, and began to clear the room.
“Kazakiri-san, may I sit next to you?”
When Shimizu asked me that, I happily nodded my head.
“That’s right,…… Kazakiri-san, you have a lot of cute friends, don’t you?”
“I-It seems so….”
I reply absentmindedly as if it were someone else’s problem.
Certainly, when you look at it this way, it seems …… that I am surrounded by so many beautiful girls that it is unimaginable from the shady days before I entered college.
I think as I look at the members of the travel circle gathered in the conference room.
And even now, Sakimiya-san on the left and Shimizu on the right.
Two beautiful girls on both sides of the room. …… I’m too happy, aren’t I?
“Hey, Kazakiri! Don’t just stand there!”
“Huh? Ah Yes!”
“Damn! I bet you’ve been enjoying the pleasures of harem, haven’t you?”
“T-That’s not true!”
Everyone let out a small laugh at Shinonome-senpai’s unreasonable scolding.
I was so embarrassed because of Shinonome-senpai…
Since I was the only boy there, I was prepared to be teased in the same way in the future.
✳︎✳︎
I joined a travel circle, but I didn’t …… expect to find anyone else with the same interests besides Yami san.
After the travel circle was over, I, the only one with a lecture, parted from Kazakiri-kun and the others in front of the conference room and headed alone from Building 4 to a small classroom in Building 2.
“Sakimiya san, please wait for me.”
As I was walking along the corridor leading from Building 4 to Building 2, I heard a voice calling me from behind.
I turned around and there it was.
“You are …… Shimizu-san, right?”
It was Shimizu Kannako who stopped me.
She was a girl who was a classmate of Kazakiri-kun’s in high school,…….
“I just wanted to talk to you for a minute, so I followed you here.”
“Talking ……?”
“I’m from a different university, so I can’t stay too long,…… but I still wanted to talk to you.”
Shimizu san, who speaks like a young lady, looks at me with an elegant demeanor and smiles.
Her presence was completely unmarked.
Even during the travel circle discussion, she and Kazakiri-kun were talking very close to each other, so there is a high possibility that we would become quite rivals.
Besides, Kazakiri is also a …… in a casual way …….
I thought that the only person who would talk to him was Hinata because he is shy, but he also talked to this girl who was a classmate of his.
That’s what makes me a little envious or …… jealous.
“Hey, do you like this fashion too?”
“Yes, I do. I like this dress very …… much.”
Shimizu san looked at me with a single-minded gaze as she muttered this to herself as if she was chewing on something.
Her eyes never let go of mine.
“If I am wrong, I’m sorry?”
“What?”
“Sakimiya-san, you are the account holder of ……Daily Life of a Sick College Girl, right?”
“…………?”
…… Why, that’s.
What she said is true.
When I was a high school student, I posted my daily life on TwiX under the account name “Daily life of a sick high school girl (now a college girl).
It wasn’t a huge income, but I wanted something other than a part-time job, so I started it for the ad revenue.
I never thought that I was sick, and I tried to play the role of a bitchy character just for the sake of income, but for some reason, whenever I tweeted, the reactions around me were overwhelming, and now my account has more than 400,000 followers.
“Am I wrong?”
“……, no. you are right.”
“I see”
Shimizu san breathed a sigh of relief.
“Hey, can someone who is bright like you understand me?”
“Of course. After all, I started wearing this dress because I admire you.”
“You admire me ……?”
I had been told “I admire you!” many times on social media, but this was the first time since Yami san that I had been told face to face.
I don’t understand what you mean by admiring me…
I’m just pursuing my own cuteness.
“I was in high school when I saw your post and it really stuck with me. You introduced a variety of clothes that were just for girls, filled with your cuteness and not dyed by anyone else. ……”
“Y-yeah ……”
“Furthermore, in your daily life posts, you candidly talk about the feelings that girls have behind the scenes, and your posts that resonated with many people were wonderful.”
W-What is she talking about ……?
That’s what a backstory is, and I’m simply writing about what I’m dissatisfied with.
“I was particularly moved by the long post titled The mount war in the girls’ group is not only pointless but also too annoying.”
“Ah, that account is almost like a complaining account, and even though I’m feeling like that.”
“No, I think you are the mirror of minetypegirls.”
I-I am a minetype …… girl.
I react strongly to that word.
“You know, in real life, I don’t like being called a minetype person. In reality, I’m not heavy, and I’m not a minetype person.”
“Isn’t that a landmine type? If so, what kind of clothes do you wear?”
“I’m wearing this because I think it’s cute. In order to be the cutest, I have to wear clothes that make me feel cutest.”
“……”
Shimizu-san suddenly frowned and closed her mouth.
The tone of the young lady who had been talking so much just a few minutes ago stopped instantly.
“Shimizu-san?”
“……, perhaps you are unaware of it?”
“W-What is ……?”
“How can someone who can write such wonderful minetype sentences not be a minetype girl?”
“Eh ……?
“Fufu, there’s no need to be shy about it. I have the same deep love in my heart as you do, and I aspire to be a Minetype girl like you.”
“No, I said that’s just what I’m writing on the back …….”
“No. You can only write with such realism if you really mean it.”
No, that’s …… not true.
I’m not a minetype.
The real me is not sick. That’s just the story behind the scenes.
I am …… I am ……!
“I’m not a minetype ……! I have a straight love for the people I like, and I like these clothes because I like pretty clothes, and I like these clothes with all my heart.”
“I don’t understand why …… you deny that you are a mine type. What sin is there in heavy and deep affection?”
“That’s …….”
“Perhaps you are concerned about the way people around you see you?”
“….. around?”
The question stung my heart painfully.
I love this pink, pretty outfit, and I wear it with confidence because I think I am prettier than anything else.
I even dyed my hair because I love pink and red would look beautiful with an inner layer of red.
I have always been a person who doesn’t dye to the atmosphere around me, and that has always been my style.
And yet…… somewhere in my heart, I have an aversion to being called a minetype.
The reason for that is that I don’t like the word “mine” in my “cute” category.
But the nature of that dislike was a feeling born from such a feeling of not wanting to be called minetype by those around me …… and being made fun of.
A heavy feeling of not wanting to be thought of as “sick” or “heavy” by those around me.
After all, I thought I had been living a life style that was not tainted by my surroundings, but I was the one who was most conscious of my surroundings.
When I had the word “mine” in my vocabulary, I was living by other people’s values …… rather than my own.
“Sakimiya, san?”
“……………”
I don’t remember much after that.
I ended the conversation at random and skipped the lecture.
I returned to my apartment on unsteady legs and went straight to sleep.
(TL/N : Author change the chapter numbering)
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