CH 11

Chapter 11: Takeaway By Flirtatious Guy Is Categorically Unacceptable

TL: Akabane

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I trace my finger over Momiji's eyes in the mirror.

"I think you're a beautiful and pretty girl. See? You have such beautiful eyes."

These were not false words. She was very pretty, even though she had no makeup on. As I was listening to her, it suddenly occurred to me. I thought that maybe they were not picking on her because she could do math, but because they were jealous of her talent or her beauty. This girl has a dark and weak personality. It is probably not impossible to imprint on her that she is ugly if she is in an all-girls school with no boys. If she is told every day that she is ugly, it is no wonder that she loses confidence in her own face. Especially in an enclosed space like a high school.

"I'm not beautiful..."

The curse placed on her must be deep. They came together and took away her confidence with dirty words.

"Everyone loves a beautiful woman. I like you too. You're beautiful. That's why I wanted to get you. So did that guy. And the only time I lie to you is when I'm trying to get you beautiful. Now, is that a lie? Is it true, right?"

A man is a liars, but when he says, "I'm a liar." is that a lie or a true statement? There is a story about logic. I make up a theory that sounds like that, and I ask this kid. I think it's a perfect word for this kid in the math department.

"...Huh? A man wants a beautiful woman. But to get it, they make a lie, that's what Kanata said. I'm beautiful is a lie, but it's true that you want to get me. So that's mean I'm beautiful, right? What is it? Huh?"

And for a moment she is immersed in a sea of thoughts, staring in the mirror. Then she begins to smile.

"It's so strange already. The logic is all messed up. Haha. But it is funny. I didn't care if you were a liar. I wanted to believe it. Kanata, am I a beautiful and pretty woman?"

"Yes. You are beautiful and very pretty."

"...Thank you, Kanata. Thank you very much."

Her smile was so beautiful.

After that, we had a normal chat. She really likes mathematics. She said she wants to be a researcher in the future. Then, surprisingly or not, she likes anime, manga, and light novel. She preferred male-oriented works, which was one of her problems. And she was also doing more creative writing.

"I'm uploading romance-related works to a novel website. Kanata, can I use what made us meet today as a story?"

"Hm? Well, I don't mind as long as you don't identify me personally."

"Yes, that's fine. I'll use a name like Tanaka."

She said, smiling cutely and somewhat devilishly.

"You just turned that upside down, didn't you? Oh well."

"Please contribute to the PV if you can. Hmmm."

I think we had a pretty normal and pleasant chat. But we talked for quite a while, and I had to go to the bathroom. I personally believe that drinking parties are a battle against the urge to urinate.

"Sorry, I'm going to the restroom."

"Ah...you'll come back, right?"

Momiji stared at me somewhat uneasily.

"Don't worry. I'll be right back."

Then I went to the bathroom and when I came back. She was gone. I thought she was in the bathroom too. But we didn't pass each other on the way, and she wasn't in the line that tends to form in front of the women's restroom. She didn't go to the bathroom. I had a bad feeling and looked around the banquet hall. The atmosphere charade was gone. I quickly walked out of the tatami room, put on my shoes, and called out to the waitress.

"Hey, isn't there a flirtatious-looking guy and a girl with glasses with big breasts out there?!"

"Yes, yes. They left just a few minutes ago."

Momiji is not strong enough to refuse when she is forced to do something. That's probably why that guy took her outside when I took my eyes off her.

"Damn! That b*stard! I guess I didn't make him understand enough!!!!!!!"

I quickly run out of the store. I then search for a nearby love hotel on my phone. There were several love hotels around Shimokita Station. Momiji must have been taken to one of these.

"Damn, which one, which one! Where are they going?! Think! Think!"

That atmosphere guy is definitely a college debutante type. He's not sophisticated enough to pick up women. Probably, no, he is definitely a virgin. I remember when I was a virgin. The first time I held my wife was in a love hotel. At the time, my wife was a passive woman who was basically okay with a man confessing his feelings for her, as long as he was not a creepy guy. At the same time, she had a strong moody mindset, and I was afraid that she might reject me at any moment. So I was very impatient at the time. I wanted to start a relationship right away, so I thought of a way to go to a love hotel before my wife's mood changed and did it.

"First of all, I chose a place close to the restaurant where I was drinking. I chose a place that didn't look like a love hotel at first glance to hide my ulterior motive. And at the same time, as much as possible, choose a cute room with an elaborate interior. The only one that fits the criteria is...! Just one!!!!"

A five-minute walk from here, a love hotel near the theater fits the bill. I run toward there. Then I caught sight of the two of them about to enter the love hotel. Momiji's face was distorted with sadness as she looked down.

"Hey! Stop right there, right now!"

The two noticed my presence. The atmosphere guy glared at me angrily.

"Huh? ! You're that as*hole from earlier! You lying b*stard! You stole Yuzuriha-chan from me by pretending to be a senior! You coward!"

Apparently, he had been caught bluffing. Well, if he had been there, he would have found out sooner or later.

"It's your own fault for being fooled! I mean! Don't try to take her to a love hotel without my consent!"

"What? Yuzuriha-chan didn't say she didn't like it! I said we're going there! Right, Yuzuriha-chan?"

The flirtatious guy asks Yuzuriha to agree. Yuzuriha's face is scrunched up and she can't move.

"Nobody's listening to your bullshit! Momiji! Say it! Speak up! Otherwise you'll stay like this forever! You'll be swept away, held down by someone else, and you'll lose yourself! Are you okay with that? Are you okay with that?!"

Momiji looked up. She looked at me as if she was about to cry and shook herself.

"...But...But...I...I...I..."

I know she's not confident, but she has to muster up her courage here to move forward.

"Yuzuriha! I had a great time talking to the real you! So let me ask you! What do you think! What do you want! Tell me! Let me hear it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I shout that to Yuzuriha. I want it to reach her. I pray so. And then.

"I...I...am...! No! No! You...no! I don't want to!!!!"

Yuzuriha untied that guy's hand and grabbed onto my arm.

"No! No! No, no, no! No, no, no, no! Don't touch me! I hate you!"

Yuzuriha screamed at the guy. Finally, she spoke up.

"But you came all this way! You!!!!"

The flirtatious guy reaches for Yuzuriha's hand. But I wouldn't let it happen. The girl has shown courage. Then it's a man's job to protect that courage!

"Hmph! F*ck off!"

I grab the guy's arm and twist it into an armbar.

"Aaaacckk!"

"You can keep putting all your strength into this and break it off!"

"Let go! Let go of me! It hurts, it hurts!"

"Swear it! Don't you ever come near Yuzuriha again!

"I swear, I swear! I swear I'll never go near Yuzuriha!"

"Don't you ever do that to another girl! I won't let you get away with this next time!"

"Okay, okay! I'll stop! I'll stop! I'm not doing this anymore! I'm not cut out for this! Please, stop! Please! Please!"

Apparently, he really meant it. I released him from his joints. Then I thumped him on the chest.

"Get the hell out of here right now! Don't ever show your face in front of us again!"

"Hiekk!"

He ran away as fast as he could. I managed. I exhaled.

"Phew. Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry! Thank you, thank you, Kanata-san! Thank you! Uwaaaaahhhh!!"

Yuzuriha hugged my chest and started to cry. Oh, man. I don't know how to soothe a woman. Anyway, I stroked her head and left the front of the love hotel with her.