Kaiwa mo shinai tsurekko no imouto ga, naganen issho ni baka yatte-kita Netoge no friend datta

“There’s a beautiful girl in my class that I’ve never seen before!”

“…Haah?”

But what came out of Kosutora’s mouth was nothing but his usual pointless lines.

“Ouch”

For this time being, I decided to leave him just by poking his head hard.

“Look, that girl.”

“She is…”

He then goes on to point out towards a girl who was sitting at one of the seats.

She is a beautiful girl with glossy black hair extending till her waist. Endowed with a beautiful face that remembers and portrays her youthfulness as it was, and a neat, clean and calm ambiance surrounding her.

For the majority of people, the girl who was never witnessed in this classroom until yesterday, was now already being surrounded by several girls, being bombarded with all types of questions. Among them girls from our class were also present.

“What, what happened with you!? Did something special happen to you!?”

“Wow! Your hair smells so good… Are you using some perfume!?”

“Your skin is so silky smooth… Do you have any cosmetics or anything like that!?”

“Um, no, that is…”

Perhaps she was still weak-willed, the girl seemed unable to answer them well in response to the questions they asked.

Even so, she tried hard to answer, and in the process became rather flustered. Just like that of a cute small animal.

The boys around were also heard whispering to each other from afar, as if they can’t help but worry about her wellbeing.

“Did we really have any cute girl like that in our class?”

“She looks petite, perhaps a junior?”

“The color of her ribbon is the same as 2nd grade years… Damn, I missed out on her.”

“Somebody on good terms with her, ask the girl and find out who she really is.”

They were getting excited by the beautiful girl who suddenly appeared in front of them.

It’s a very natural reaction for a boy to be curious about who the person is, even if it was not Koutora. In fact, even from my point of view, I think she had this beauty that stands out from the rest of the girls in the class.

“Hey, Subaru, isn’t she such a cutie, don’t you agree as well … Say, does anyone know who she is?”

“… Shi, rather — Yoshida… Isn’t she Yoshida Shiyori in your class.”

““““Eeeeeeeh!?””””

Listening to my words, let alone Koutora, the voices of every boy in the class overlapped with each other in response to what I said.

“You are lyring right!? Yoshida!? That plain, black and… plain, that?! Are you serious…!?”

“Seriously! She felt like an adult until now, but I can’t believe she has such a cute side to her!?”

“I wonder if she has a boyfriend!? I’m really curious about that info though!”

“Subaru, how did you readily know it was Yoshida? Did you know her already!?”

“… Well who knows. Won’t anyone know when they look at her carefully.”

For some reason, my chest felt sick. There was a feeling of pride somewhere, but more than that, some kind of irritation was getting bigger and bigger inside me.

And above all, I just couldn’t forgive myself for saying out loud that she was in fact Yoshida all along.

It’s nice to hear Shiori being praised for how cute she is. However it was all just a change in her appearance. It doesn’t feel good seeing the surrounding people’s attitude change from one polarity to another with just this small change in contrast to just yesterday.

“What the heck is this, So stupid and worthless.”

“Eh?”

It was a cold voice, as if it was chilling the atmosphere to the very bottom all of a sudden.

But surrounding boys and girls were so absorbed in the topic of Shiyori that they didn’t notice that voice so clearly. As I wondered who’s the voice was from, it turned out to be —Nanjo Rin, a beauty who didn’t not lose, rather qualified for being as good as the central figure of the topic.

I didn’t understand what she meant. Her words and the tone of her voice was such that I can’t imagine from her usual, school self.

Her eyes had a color that resembled hatred, as I involuntarily followed to the region that her gaze was at.

And when I saw that to the ends of her gaze was not at Shiyori, I breathed a sigh of relief thinking that she didn’t fall in the end of her sight, but that instead made this even more confusing.