The day after the outing was a day of resting, and I holed myself up in my room.
My little brother made a really worried face; but I said that I was okay and kept my distance from him.
At any rate, I want to be alone to think right now. I wanted to be left alone.
When I recall the day of the trip, my heart goes Kyun.
I was confessed to, by Hasumi. By that Hasumi.
Honestly, I was bewildered at being confessed to.
Because, I mean, Hasumi to me is just a friend, not a romance target. The thought that I like Hasumi was instilled in me by Miku-sama.
I wonder, why me?
In front of Hasumi, I practically only do weird things.
There must have not been even a single likeable thing.
Even so, why?
That's wrong. It's futile to think about such a thing. I am not Hasumi, so there's no way I could understand why he likes me.
It's just that, being confessed to by him made me strongly confused; but, I also felt happy at the same time.
Because, I think that he didn't come to like me just from my outside appearance.
But that is different from accepting his feelings.
I think that the good will I feel toward Hasumi isn't love.
In the first place, I realize that I don't have much consciousness of him as a person of the opposite s.e.x.
Well, he certainly made my heart throb; but I saw him like an idol, a character's behaviour that I like that made my heart throb, I wasn't conscious of him as a member of the opposite s.e.x.
―――Look at me properly. Not as a main character of a manga, look at the me that is in front of your eyes.
These words that Hasumi said came to my mind.
When I heard these words my heart felt pain as if it was pierced through.
Hasumi saw through me.
Somewhere in my head, I was seeing Hasumi as a main character of the manga [Sekakoi].
Not only Hasumi. Other people too.
Because I arrived in a manga [Sakakoi], I didn't try to know the people in it.
Because I knew and understood it, I never tried to know the people around me.
Because, I didn't see the people around me as "real".
How disgusting I am?
While saying that I am their friend, I wasn't properly looking at them.
"I truly am stupid….."
When I said that, my heart continued to feel it's weight.
Even when I said that I'd stop running away, I still continued to do it unconsciously.
That this isn't the real world, but the world of a manga.
I can't continue to not admit it.
This place is "reality".
There are many things that are different from the manga.
I remembered each and every person around me.
I'm not really that close with the prince, so I don't know him well; but, I understand that he isn't just a sparkling guy like in the manga.
Miku-sama, is dignified and her cool image is strong; but, she unexpectedly has a playful side. I like this Miku-sama more than the Miku-sama from the manga.
Asuka, had a really serious and stubborn image in th
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