Otome Game Rokkushuume, Automode ga Kiremashita

Hissing over there, hissing over here. My voice stops and my gaze reaches my back if I walk. And if I leave the classroom, feelings that were blocked will flood.

No, it's been a big day.

Where did it leak from, and did a school-scale message game take place yesterday today? I don't know how far it's spreading, but at least it seems to be spreading to the classroom. I'm so uncomfortable.

Even if I have worked with you for the past few months studying, I am blatantly suspicious to this point... a little scratchy. My credibility was about out of paper.

Sure, I know how you feel. Maybe if I were a normal... just a few more classmates who don't talk much, they would have asked me the truth of the rumors.

But this time, I'm the center of the rumor. As the perpetrator, too.

I don't know what I'm talking about, but I think I'm going to do it. It's more like a face that looks like that. If the victim perpetrator was the other way around, it wouldn't be this far, Mariabelle smells too much like a victim or something.

"Maria, are you okay?

"Yep... rather, sorry, get involved"

"You don't have to worry about it. But I can't believe this happened after you broke up with me."

Time off, I usually don't bother leaving the classroom, but I left early today because I was too uncomfortable. My voice, or gaze, annoyed me.

Elle and Primera also heard rumors of examples, which surprised me so much when they stormed me in the morning. The dormitory system is rumored to be around.

I was wondering what I would do if they even suspected me, but all I had to worry about was worries like that. They were both very worried, but they didn't even think I was the killer.

"Maria wouldn't do that."

"I know if you say you fought and sold it directly, but you're the kind of person who can't think of harassment or anything in the shadows."

I was honestly happy with Primera's, but I felt Elle's was subtly disoriented. I can't deny it because once they saw the lady cut me off from the front in front of them.

"Even so... what is this all about?"

We both knew the outline of the matter by rumor, and I haven't explained it again because I was told it was off-limits.

On the contrary, they told me what the rumors were about, but I was quite surprised that the facts were intact. Except for the part where I'm the killer.

I don't understand the meaning of the secret. There are few twists and turns for the chatter to flow, and that doesn't fit into the extra mere rumor range.

"It's odd that if you want to crush the winning candidate, it's just Master Chris. Even if Chris resigns in this case, we can't win as long as Maria's around."

"Well...... right. That's why my killer theory has grown so intense."

"Plus the rendezvous point... it wasn't really the same, was it?

"Looks like it."

As a matter of fact, that day, after Sarah told me that we were going to meet in the depot, it turned out to be after we all got together once. By the time Sarah got back to class to tell you about it, I was already out with the Els. In short, he misplaced it.

So if I pull it out, meet up with the others and then go to the modem... needless to say. You feel a lot of conspiracy at this point, to put it out of oblate, embedded.

"Speaking of which, is Sarah... okay?

"I don't know... I haven't talked to you since then."

I don't know if he suspects me or not, but he doesn't come near me because he looks blatantly disgusted around me. I'm a little curious if maybe they'll turn me down the same day... but I'll do something about it myself then. Although I don't have any experience as a Mariabelle, I can do about basic makeup for once.

"People's interests are quickly shifting, and once the cultural festival is over, I'll forget about it anyway."

I'm worried about letting the killer go wild after finding out he's been set up, but if you pursue him poorly, the rumors can turn out to be extra terrible.

I don't know if the killer's purpose is really Master Christine, if he used Master Christine to discredit me, or if he went into one-stone two-bird action aimed at both, but either way, if the contest is over, the purpose will be achieved. I've lost my reputation without punishment, and Master Christine's victory is no longer certain.

The most worrying thing right now is if, in case I beat Master Christine...... I expect twenty-three double damages.

"Ha..."

The day, which was originally depressing, became a depressing object with 80% increase.

× × × ×

After school after class and break in gaze and pussy. There's only one place I can take refuge.

"You look tired."

"Really, I'm tired..."

What really hit my head was the mug bottle Kate was bringing. Everywhere you call it, they carry drinks in a teacup, but Kate doesn't seem to like that format. The contents are the same because I'm asking for them in the dorm.

Are you saying that you can drink it to take a breath because it's quiet? This response to the young lady is likely to be a problem if it wasn't for me.

Actually, it can be a common sight for a long time. While I was at home, it wasn't my bottle, it was a regular cup, but it's an extension I've been doing fine spinning and drinking since I was a young girl. I wouldn't do it with anything other than Kate.

"Your gaze is depressing, you can't hear your pussy, or come say it directly...!

"It's rough."

"Why should I care more about you and leave you... look around for more bad talk and subjective rumors"

"Why don't you just tolerate it?"

"Because... I'm not interested, to be honest."

"It must be about me."

'Cause I don't care, actually. Feel free to do whatever you want to cheer up on your own in my depository.

If you're just gonna find out who you are, just come and bump me out of the front. That way you can make excuses or refuse.

You should be careful not to pass on this kind of thing to the person, why do you have to escape to a flower bed that is not popular so that I can't hear you?

No, really, if you don't want to be asked, look around.

"Really, good luck"

"Ugh……………."

"What do you want me to do?

"Stay here, sit next to me"

Copy that.

Pompous and Kate's hands touch my head softly with a heavy sigh.

I felt a little refreshed thanks to the dissatisfaction in my mouth... it wasn't scratched, but it seemed more depressing than I thought.

I don't care about anything when I'm with Elle and Primera, although I thought it was a heck of a lot. When I met Kate, a frustration erupted that I wasn't aware of, and I smashed the results.

It's not that I don't trust you two, and it's an indisputable fact that I thought you were fine... but the part of me that needs to be Kate clearly exists.

"That's sweet…………….."

"You're spoiling me. You're wrong."

"Is Kate sweet on me?

"Depending on time and circumstances"

I think he's spoiled... but I don't know if it's because I rely on him or because he doesn't. Because it's sweet, you say you tolerate it.

"Reprimination, encouragement, comfort, that's when I'm choosing to need it."

I've thought about it many times, but are you Esper? Besides, it's actually hitting me, so extra, it's not my fault or anything. It's too likely I really know.

"Maria's easy to understand, and I'm good at guessing. If I didn't have to ask you the last minute, I'd answer honestly."

"That is......... because you don't have to lie"

"Don't find out in seconds."

"Shut up."

I always take care of you anyway, thanks!

I drank all the contents of the bottle on my stomach and they laughed at me after a while. And she said she was a fool because of her mouth, and she felt more angry when she made a fool of herself without speaking out.

I want revenge, but I don't have anything now. All I have in my hand is an empty Kate mug bottle.

"... Kate, turn around for a second"

"Is………?

He leans his neck if he doesn't know what it means and still turns his back on me, maybe he's sure Kate's sweet on me.

I'm not on any alert. I'm happy with my back, but my purpose is one thing. I untied the ribbon knot that wobbled with my collar leg.

"Huh..."

"Not this way, keep it up"

The scattered hair rests on my shoulders and I think it is longer for the boy. I'm jealous that you're salad straight with no habit whatsoever of being tied to me.

I strapped my hair with both hands while I was pinching the string with my lips and tied it with a string as I twirled it inside holding it down with one hand. I wasn't very good at it, but it worked well.

"Mmm, done."

"What have you done?

"Hehe, you're so cute."

"Haa…………?

The hair that was wrapped in one remains hidden from the neck, and the hair type, which is different from the usual emphasis on functionality, fits as expected. She has a cute bow tie that wobbles in the back of her head, and if she only sees it there, she might look like a girl.

"I tried to match you with me."

"That's what happened... suddenly what happened?"

"I wanted revenge, but I couldn't think of it, so I'm just a delightful criminal."

"I'm not saying it with my chest up."

"Phew."

Totally spooked, but I'm satisfied.

When she smiled, Kate laughed.

"Feeling better?

"…… Yep."

He nodded at me, and now Kate seemed more satisfied. An outstretched hand stroked my forehead. The way I stroke it, which is no different than how many times I've said it gets tangled, is already one of the relief ingredients.

Nothing was solved, but only my heart was clear.