Moon: [Introduction]
“Misuzu, congratulations on the enrollment.”
“……….!”
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Without saying anything, Misuzu threw something at me but I caught it with my right hand.
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“Onee-sama really is the worst…….why does Misuzu have to go to the same school as Onee-sama in the first place.”
“But we can find someone who can help with your cu–.”
“There’s no way there would be someone like that right!? AHaHaHaHa! In the end, Onee-sama just pities Misuzu, don’t you!? You only want someone lesser than you to look down on right!? Ahaha! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
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Misuzu let out a crazed laugh.
Even if I tried to deny it, Misuzu would not listen.
If Misuzu blames me for the curse then I have no choice but to lift it myself.
I don’t mind accepting whatever insult Misuzu throws at me.
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About 3 minutes after that, she returned to her room after calling me a [Trash] and a [Hypocrite].
Resigned, I started cleaning up the place. It was then that I noticed something.
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“……….?”
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My right hand was clenched tight.
……..did I want to hit Misuzu with this?
I know that I would never do that but the clenched fist felt so tight that I couldn’t open it for a few seconds……
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[[She’s your twin, I understand how you feel. ………but if you keep her around, she will definitely hurt you someday.]]
[[The day will come when you will be forced to abandon Misuzu. I’m simply stating that I’ve made up my mind earlier than you, Mitsuki…….]]
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What Otou-sama said to me came to mind.
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I’d never even entertained the idea of abandoning Misuzu…..
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While gazing down at my right hand, I couldn’t stop the bad feeling inside me.
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“Long time no see, Towa!”
“I’m glad we got into the same school, Mitsuki.”
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At the 5th Gift Academy, I reunited with Towa.
Although we stayed in contact with each other, we rarely get the chance to meet face to face so I’m really happy to see my friend again.
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The last time we met was 2 years ago.
It was Towa’s parents’ funeral.
Since then, I noticed that Towa has changed a lot.
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There is no light in her eyes and she doesn’t seem to care much about fashion anymore.
Still, even if it’s only in front of me, I’m happy that she’s acting like her usual self.
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“It seems you will be in the same class as Misuzu huh.”
“Yes……..I tried to talk to her but it didn’t really go well, maybe it’s because I’m Mitsuki’s friend. Where did her old cheerfulness disappear to I wonder.”
“………..”
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I could ask you the same though…….
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“That’s right. Speaking of classmates, there’s this Juumonji Takeru-san in my class.”
“Ha? Juumonji Takeru? A guy?”
“Yes, he’s very unpleasant! Kufufufufu.”
“Scary, your laugh is scary, Towa…….”
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With no light in her eyes, I get the chill from her eerie laugh.
That man must have done something unforgivable to her.
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But to think that a man’s name would come out of Towa’s mouth…….
You actually like him, don’t you?
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“Is he on your mind, Towa?”
“Ha?”
“Did you accidentally fall in love with him? Hmm?”
“Never. Why would I fall for such an unpleasant man!”
“Flustered?
“I’m not! He’s not even my type!”
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I felt warm seeing Towa clearly got flustered.
And that was the beginning of my high school life.
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At first, I was a loner in my class but I soon made friends with Emi and Haruka.
It’s not that I do not talk with my other classmates but it’s mostly these two I hang out with.
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Emi and I would go back and forth and Haruka would act as a brake for us so I think that we’re a rather balanced trio.
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Emi doesn’t seem to have a Gift but Haruka said that she has one.
Haruka would get nervous and say that her Gift is nothing good while Emi would tell me about our classmates’ Gifts.
Personally, I think that a Gift that can tell a car’s durability is pretty unique and would be profitable if used correctly. Otou-sama will probably like it.
Even so, despite the variety of Gifts, none can help me with my goal.
Then, I heard something that pique my interest from Haruka.
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“There’s a person I know, Akechi Hideyori-san, who seems to know a lot about Gifts, would you like me to introduce you?”
“Akechi Hideyori?”
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I’m not familiar with that name and I don’t think I’ve seen him before.
But when Haruka insisted that [Akechi-san will definitely be able to help!] I go along with her.
Emi on the other hand only went, [Well, do your bes~t] like it was someone else’s problem.
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The next day, Haruka proceeded to guide me to Akechi’s class. Just before our destination, we found two men chatting in the hallway.
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“Akechi-san! Juumonji-san too!”
“Mishima?”
“Yo, Mishima.”
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She seems to know both the brown-haired and the black-haired man as she greeted them in a familiar tone.
I never saw Haruka so close to the men from our class but it seemed that she already befriended two boys here. It made me think that Haruka might be unexpectedly bold.
After that, she introduces me to the brown-haired man, Akechi Hideyori.
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“I’m Juumonji Takeru. Nice to meet you, Fukamori.”
“Yeah, nice to meet you too, Juumonji.”
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The black-haired man introduced himself as Juumonji Takeru.
I know that name.
It’s the boy who Towa called unpleasant.
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Author Note: the protagonist and the heroine finally meet.
Hideyori is completely a background character here.
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Next up, Takeru and Mitsuki flirt!!!!!