CH 63

Receptionist Point of View (?)

Ah, I wonder what the festival is for.

Why don’t they just invite people who want to participate in the festival by entry? Am I the only one who thinks the festival should be held only for those who want to participate?

”Hey, Domyouji. Why are you standing there? Hurry up and register for the next one.”

”Yes, yes.”

And why am I being forced to be a member of the organizing committee if I am thinking like that?

What did you mean earlier? Damn you, Todo! You’re acting all high and mighty. What? Do you think someone like me is trash? I’ll tear up that application you submitted. Why are all those guys so popular?

I’m also… I also get a lot of attention at the beginning of the school year. I’m probably better than him.

What? Why am I so average?

It’s because of my name. My name is the same as the main character of a famous girl’s manga that used to be very popular. Damn.

(Idk who the character is)

In junior high school and even after high school, girls always gather in the classroom to see me right after the entrance ceremony.

And then, as if expecting something from me, they leave with disappointed looks on their faces…

I don’t understand why I’m the only one who has to endure this. Why did my parents give me this name just because they’re fans of that manga? Didn’t you ever think about feeling like being named after a character like this? I’m really losing out on the name.

I’ve grown up to be such a cynical person. Hey.

Well, the only one who understands this feeling is that guy in the other class. He’s the only one who understands my feelings.

I’ve never talked to him, but I already consider him my best friend. With that name and that face, he’s just a comrade. I’m sure he’s been through a lot.

Huh?　But wait a minute…

Well, I think you’ll get it, don’t you? It’s because I don’t think I’ll be chosen. I will show the anger I’ve been holding in for a long time on…

I wonder how many of these people will be on TV screaming from the rooftops…

Of course, not all of them will make it. However, they all look happy and excited.

”Hey, are you okay? I said I’m entering too.”

”Ah?”

And one after another. Why don’t they just leave it up to whoever wants to go? They’re all so excited.

What? Say-Sayaka Saionji?

Before I know it, I found myself in front of a beautiful woman talking to me.

”Sa-Saionji?”

”Yes. What’s wrong with it?”

What’s more, she’s staring at me with such a sharp gaze…

Well, I guess so. It’s my fault for not paying attention.

What’s, what’s the purpose of your entry at…

Eh?

”Confession??”

”Ha?”

”Ah, I’m sorry. I made a mistake.”

What? That Sayaka Saionji? As I recall, she was famous for cutting off even that Todo with a merciless slap.

Moreover, the men standing in line behind her were clearly in an uproar when I said that out loud out of surprise…

”You. Do you want to be erased?”

”I’m s-s-s-s-s-sorry.”

And what’s with the pressure? No. I might be really being erased. If I don’t do this quickly…

”Wait, you… What are you doing?”

”K-kneel down. It’s the least I can do.”

Seriously.

”Wait, stop! Will you just accept my registration for now? Hey…”

And what’s this? She’s usually so dignified, but she’s a little flustered and agitated…

And this, rather than being flustered by my signature dogeza on my knees, she is…

In front of me is Sayaka Saionji, who is still glaring at me with reddened cheeks, which is completely out of character.

I don’t know about other people, but if there’s something cute about her… Seriously. Can Saionji make this kind of face?

”Hey, I’m really going to get angry! “

”I’m sorry.”

I’m so sorry. I was just a bit overzealous.

But who’s the guy…?

The application form said [Confession to Sota Kazama.]

You didn’t have to write his name…

And Sota Kazama. Who? Never heard of him. Is he a new transfer? Huh?

Who’s he, really? If a girl like Saionji confesses her love to someone, it must be a very high-level guy, right? Maybe it’s not a guy from this school? No, but that wouldn’t make the plan work.

Sota Kazama?　I seriously don’t know him.

And what else?

Err, but there’s a huge murderous atmosphere in the back of the room…?