Shimotsuki-san Likes the Mob

It was already too late when I suddenly realized.

(Huh? Did I forget my phone?)

After returning home, I finally realized that my phone was missing.

It was neither in my bag nor in my pocket, so I probably left it at school.

I’m not used to it at all, and if anything, since I never use it except when communicating with Shiho, it seems I forgot the phone itself existed.

I forget to bring it to school … quite often, and if I’m not careful, I don’t touch it at all when I’m at home. I’m afraid that when I do that, I get an unbelievable amount of messages from her.

Well, she is quite a funny girl.

She seems to be aware of the fact that her love is heavy, and sometimes she makes fun of it.

That’s why I’m thinking …, when I don’t reply to her, for example, she purposely calls me about 30 times to scare me …. No way she’s seriously doing that, right?　Shiho, please, please, please let this be a joke, okay?

I think there’s a 95% chance that it’s okay, but the possibility of the other 5% is a bit tricky, as I just can’t ignore it. Well, this little Yandere element is one of the reasons why she is so cute.

(Don’t think about it, don’t be silly, let’s go get it soon…)

Otherwise, I won’t be able to return her messages at night, and she’ll turn into a yandere.

And so I boarded the bus again and headed off to school.

Probably Shiho is heading my home too, so we’ll be swapping places… Azusa is at home.

I firmly asked her to leave a message saying, “I’m going to pick up something I forgot at school.” so it should be fine. In addition, I also asked her to give Shiho some attention.

Azusa explicitly didn’t like it, but the two of them are pretty good together, so I’m sure they’ll get along somehow. I think my grades have been slipping thanks to the fact that we’ve been playing games together when she comes over to my house lately…, but I can’t say anything about that. I’m not sure what to expect from the newest addition to the family.

The midterms after the festival were really bad… No, one reason is that I was busy, but that’s probably just an excuse. I will do my best in the final exam which will be held in about two weeks.

With these thoughts in mind, I was on the bus for 30 minutes.

After arriving at the bus stop near the school, I walked for a few minutes.

By the time I arrived at the school, the sky was already tinted with red.

It is winter and the sun goes down early these days.

Entering the school, illuminated by the sunset, I suddenly felt nostalgic.

(Come to think of it, it was like this when I first talked with Shiho.)

I still remember it well.

May. It was just before the rainy season. That time, I forgot my textbooks at school and came back after school to get them.

I remember that I called out to Shiho, who was dozing off in the classroom lit by the setting sun, and that was the beginning of our friendship …my cheeks relaxed as I recalled that…

Looking back, that was a turning point in my life.

Thanks to her, my life was colored.

Shiho is my benefactor and a very important person.

Just thinking about her in this way warms my heart.

“Fufu…”

With a small laugh, I entered the classroom.

Since there were only a few club members left, I thought no one was there anymore. So I entered the classroom without hiding my grinning face,… and it was right after that.

“Ah, here at last.”

I was suddenly approached by a voice.

The unexpected event froze my expression.

With a grinning smile on my face, I looked up and saw a girl sitting by the window.

“…? Why are you grinning? Did something good happen?”

Her hair, which reflects the blazing sunset, shines red as if on fire, but … closer inspection revealed that her hair color was pink.

Looking at it, I finally realized who she was.

“Ku-Kurumizawa-san…?”

I could not hide my bewilderment at her unexpected appearance.

When I reflexively called out her name, Kurumizawa-san gave me a small smile.

“Hmmm? You remembered my name… Thanks. I’m glad.”

I feel uncomfortable with the friendly expression on her face.

Why is she giving me that look?

I don’t understand why she only smiles at me when she has been so unsociable at school…

Why is she in the classroom after school in the first place?

And it looked as if she was waiting for me.

“Why are you still here…?”

I couldn’t help but ask.

She told me the reason for this in a nutshell.

“I was waiting for you. I really wanted to talk to you alone, didn’t I? So, you see…, I secretly stole your phone and made you come to me to get it.”

In her hand was my phone.

It seems she had gone to the trouble of stealing my phone in order to talk to me.

I have a bad feeling about such words and actions.

(Isn’t Kurumizawa-san … Ryuzaki’s romantic comedy leverage?)

At the moment, Ryuzaki and Kurumizawa-san are unconnected.

But if you look at it from a different perspective,… I and Kurumizawa-san’s were firmly connected.

In short, is this what it means?

(Could it be that she is a leverage for … my romantic comedy!?)

Right. This is the story of a boy who used to be a mob character, but grew up and became the protagonist.

The protagonist of Part III is not Ryuzaki. The protagonist, who was brought down to earth by Mary-san’s plan, became a mob character and was abandoned by the god of romantic comedies.

Instead, the one who was favored by the god of romantic comedies was “Kotaro Nakayama” who was formerly a mob character.

In other words, this is my story.

And the new heroine “Kururi Kurumizawa” was a leveraged character to change the stagnant romantic comedy of … Kotaro Nakayama.