Shimotsuki-san Likes the Mob

–So much, life was so boring.

Mob characters have no value in life.

He was fed up with the boring days in which nothing happens.

(Every day is the same thing over and over again, isn’t it?)

In Ryoma Ryuzaki’s life, there had never been such a time when nothing happened.

He woke up in the morning, went to school, went home, ate dinner, and went to bed.

That’s what he had been doing recently.

“Well, I guess this is normal.”

Today was no different.

After school, he went home and passed the time in a daze.

No hobbies. There was nothing much that he liked to do. Up until now, the girls who followed him around had been so involved in his life that he rarely noticed his lack of interest in anything, but now that he was away from them, he realized that he had nothing.

“Mob characters don’t make much difference whether they’re living or dead.”

He whispered and chuckled.

The smile of self-mockery had become a habit.

Even if he is not looking in the mirror, he can tell.

He had a sneer on his face.

“Really, I’m such a boring person.”

He muttered to himself and sank deeply into the sofa.

He was about to close his eyes and go to sleep, but he couldn’t do that anymore because her hand was holding his hand.

“So don’t hang around me too much…, Yuzuki.”

Despite the fact that he was such a nobody.

There’s nothing attractive about him, he’s a mob character.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re boring or a mob character. I like you like that.”

Yuzuki Hojo affirmed him.

She doesn’t encourage him; she doesn’t lecture him about his self-denial.

She simply accepted him as he is now.

When she said that…, he didn’t even have the energy to get angry.

“You like these things. Do you like me like this?”

“Yes. It is very important that you are Ryoma Ryuzaki. That is all that matters to me.”

“… You don’t care about what’s inside, do you?”

In other words, as long as he remains himself, Yuzuki probably wouldn’t care.

Whether he was the main character, a mob character, a good guy, a bad guy, or whatever.

Anyway, as long as he is Ryoma Ryuzaki, Yuzuki would accept him.

Then he doesn’t have to try hard at anything…

“I can’t speak for myself, my future is really boring, okay? I don’t think you’ll be happy. Yuzuki, are you sure that’s what you want? There is another kind of happiness out there, you know?”

“… There is no such thing. I am happy to be with you. Happiness with you is the best happiness.”

See, Yuzuki affirmed it.

For a while now, she’s been affirming his despicable self.

That’s why he’s so rotten.

No matter what kind of person he becomes, Yuzuki will accept him.

If that’s the case, then that’s fine.

Even if something happens, Yuzuki will take care of it.

This woman must really love him. She has a feeling of sensitivity that is difficult to understand, but hey, let’s just make use of that feeling.

He is a mob character anyway.

No matter what life comes his way, it will be the same.

If that’s the case, it would be easier to live a life where he’s dependent on Yuzuki.

In any case, it would still be boring.

“I see. Then, do whatever you want.”

“Yes indeed.”

He has been spending his days like this … for a long, long time.

Even after realizing that he was not the protagonist, Yuzuki was the only one who stayed by his side.

At school, Kirari still lectures him as loudly as ever, but no matter what she says to him, he won’t change.

He sometimes feels Azusa’s eyes on him, but he has not talked to her for a while now, so it doesn’t matter to him either.

If Mary had been around, he might have been a little more cool about it, but that woman has gone away, too.

The only person next to him is Yuzuki.

So, through a process of elimination, he decided to choose Yuzuki.

Probably he will lead a similar life for the rest of his life.

Living as a parasite on Yuzuki, being supported by her, living a life of degradation, and rotting away.

He was prepared for that kind of life.

He thought that was the only life he could lead.

But,

“…Hey, how much longer do you have to keep sulking?”

That day, something incredible happened.

For him, it was nothing short of a miracle.

“… Shiho?”

It was after Yuzuki left.

He was going to go shopping at a convenience store when he ran into her on the street at night.

“Yes. I am, reluctantly, your childhood friend, Shiho Shimotsuki.”

In front of him was a beautiful, silver-haired girl.

Once, a first love that suddenly spoke to him, and his breath stopped.

He had thought such a thing was absolutely impossible.

He thought that no matter how he reached out to her, he would never be able to have anything to do with her ever again.

“I have a little favor to ask you. Can I talk to you?”

What the …?

She spoke to him.

He couldn’t believe it.