There is not a student at Sakuranomiya High School who does not know the name Shizuku Natsukawa.

She has long, shiny black hair. Her eyes are as clear as glass beads, and she has cool eyes. Her nose is well-defined and her lips are light pink.

Her face is made up of top-notch features that look like they were created by a craftsman.

Her body is well-developed, with distinct bumps and curves, and she completely breaks out of the shell of a typical young girl.

She is truly the unattainable flower of the high mountains.

No, you could even say that she is a being above the clouds.

Only in 2D can such a beautiful girl and an ordinary boy become lovers.

–I, Shota Komori, thought so too.

It was three months ago that I, the embodiment of normal, ordinary, and mediocre, became lovers with Natsukawa-san.

It all started when I confessed my feelings to her for a very mundane reason.

That circumstance was a punishment game.

I’m in the middle of the class hierarchy, and I’m being bullied by the upper group, but I’m still managing to live a successful student life.

That’s why I’m required to read the atmosphere, but it’s not always easy.

I lost the game they forced me to play, and as a punishment, I had to confess to Natsukawa-san.

Natsukawa-san is an immensely beautiful girl.

There are as many boys as there are stars who want to get close to her.

She has always tried to ice-cut their confessions.

For example, let me introduce A’s actual experience.

He said to Natsukawa-san, “I know I’m not good enough for you. But I like you. Please go out with me,” in his confession.

To which she replied,

“A confession without a shred of education. I’ll borrow a phrase from a manga and paraphrase it to show you how unintelligent you are. ‘It’s a badly priced and poorly performing appliance, but you can buy it if you want.’ Where in the world would anyone be stupid enough to buy such a defective product?”

When A heard this, he froze to death.

He was hit with absolute zero degrees at close range and was said to have been stiff for several hours.

When the boys at the top of the class hierarchy heard the rumor, they laughed out loud with their stomachs in their hands.

It seems that other people’s misfortune is sweet honey to them.

When Natsukawa-san’s ‘Ice Slayer’ hit its mark, they chose me as the next victim.

I was forced to participate in a game that had been crafted in advance, and I was forced into a situation where I had to confess to Natsukawa-san.

I felt very uncomfortable confessing to a girl I didn’t like, but sadly, there was no way that I, a feeble human being, could push them away, so I ended up confessing halfheartedly just to keep them in a good mood.

I think what I was doing was disgusting. I don’t even know how many times I’ve hated myself.

But I knew that my confession would be of no concern to Natsukawa-san. That’s what I thought.

After all, she’s a once-in-a-millennium beauty. A confession from the opposite s*x would be an everyday occurrence for her.

She must have a tolerance for it.

And although it makes me sad to say it myself, I’m sure I’m no different from a rock on the side of the road to Natsukawa-san.

Because, just like A, I don’t have any outstanding characteristics.

I’m sure she’d just ice me to death without any worries.

So I confessed to her, hoping to bring back at least one story for the riajus–

“It was love at first sight. I want you to go out with me!”

“Me too. Let’s get along.”

The response was so unexpected that I froze to death that day.

There’s no title for chapters in this novel. Well, chapter 1 is called episode 1, so…won’t be adding that, lol.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like