When I Came Back From Another World, A Classmate Was Cuckolding My Childhood Friend And I Deleted My

Why did Kagetsu-san…?

Such a thought crossed my mind, but there was no way I could read her thoughts even if I thought about it. Well, there was a skill of mind reading in the other world, but I think I was told that it wasn’t recommended to learn it because if you keep using it, your brain will melt and it will start flowing out of your ears.

「「「「Kagetsu-san is, really cute.」」」」

Despite the fact that the conversation was over, the remaining boys looked at Kagetsu-san, drooped their eyes and looked at her and said.

But, she is…

「Boys are so annoying. Go home now.」

Hii!!?

Contrary to her adorable appearance, Kagetsu-san shows a model of saltiness, as if she were clutching a handful of purifying salt and throwing it as hard as she can at the boys who look at her with a lecherous glare.

Long, flaxen hair with soft waves, polished bronze irises, and large, round eyes. Long eyelashes and double eyelids add to the beauty.

The bridge of her nose is straight and high. Her lips are a healthy shade of vermilion. On the other hand, her skin is as clear and white as a fairy’s. Her height may be slightly smaller than that of a high school student, but this accentuated her cuteness.

However, her beautiful eyes lose her highlights, and she took her image like clay figures, as if she have an intense dislike for the boys who don’t come home early, as if they are filth that she have seen unexpectedly, and despise them.

The boys, overwhelmed by the pressure, left one after another through the classroom door and into the hallway, as if they were trying to escape.

Finally, I remembered a rumor.

Kagetsu, who is a salt-of-the-earth person, also has a decent conversation with Hanayama, so our classmates believe that they are dating… No, it’s a rumor that is carried throughout the school.

「Hanayama, I don’t want to interrupt you, so I’m leaving too. I’ll see you tomorrow.」

I was about to leave when I said that. I picked up my bag and was about to leave the classroom when I was grabbed by the wrist with a jerk. I wondered if Hanayama was still telling me that I smelled like a lie, and asking me to talk about other worlds, but the touch of his wrist on my hand was strangely soft and pliable.

Obviously not the bastard’s handiwork!

「Don’t go home yet, Kaname.」

Ehh!?

While she should have been looking at the boys like a dead fish earlier, Kagetsu-san was like a girl in a Shōjo manga, her eyes shining like diamonds.

Besides… This is strange, Kagetsu-san!

I’ve hardly ever talked to Kagetsu-san, but suddenly she’s calling me by name. I was rather surprised that she even knew my name. The rumor I heard is that they don’t even call most of their classmates by their last names, just「the boy there.」

In this environment, Hanayama exudes a special presence among our classmates. They know us by our first names, let alone our last names, and we are comfortable calling each other…

「It’s late, and I don’t want to disturb you two.」

I think I’m more of an airhead. She looked at me with eyes so moist that she looked as if she would start crying at any moment, and I shivered.

It is almost like the gaze of a beautifully groomed puppy in a pet store asking to become its new owner.

「No, I can’t stay here with your boyfriend…」

「Miyabi is not my boyfriend. He’s stupid, squeamish, and air-headed. He leaves his smelly socks off in the hallway. He’s not my boyfriend and will never be as such.」

Looking suddenly to the side, Hanayama shudders at Kagetsu-san’s abusive words. However, since he is not her boyfriend, but he knows every detail of Hanayama’s ecology, including what her socks look like, there is no doubt that they are very close friends.

Hanayama scratched his temples with his index finger in embarrassment and revealed the truth.

「Actually, Yoshino is my cousin and childhood friend.」

「Yes, just a cousin. Weird rumors and a big pain in the ass.」

「That’s because it’s true for us too!」

Ahh, certainly, anyone would misunderstand if they saw this friendly atmosphere where they could say anything to each other. This is especially true if you’re a salty person to the boys, like Kagetsu-san.

Hanayama is also said to be an idiot, but I hear that in soccer he is a rare player who can look around and give accurate instructions.

Although their personalities are completely different, they are rumored to be a beautiful couple and were supposed to be the envy and jealousy of many students, but the truth is that they are not.

But I can’t figure it out.

Why did Kagetsu-san stopped me…

「…Do it, I want you to…」

Thump!

And then I was shocked as if my heart had been held directly by her. Kagetsu-san was hanging on to me and whispering in a faint, breathy voice. But even with Hanayama by my side…

「Ahh, Kirishima… If this happens, Yoshino won’t stop until you do it. I’m counting on you.」

「No, what do you mean by『do?』」

Moist eyes and flushed cheeks. No, even her ears are red, that’s all there is to it!

【It’s hot… that place is…】

Such a foolish fantasy was starting to swell, but Kagetsu-san’s hands did not seem to be holding down her skirt at all. If that were the case, what could it be?

「Hey, Kirishima. Just tell the story to her quickly. I can’t go home when this happens…」

「Story?」

「Yes, tell this girl about the other world.」

Phew… I guess I’m just one of the two groups of stupid boys after all. There’s no way Kagetsu-san would think that of me.

I wonder why Kagetsu-san wants to hear what I have to say, so I ask Hanayama.

「Uhh, why would Kagetsu-san want to hear about another world when she’s a girl?」

「There’s that. Yoshino fell in love with that because of the poisonous radio waves. The truth is, Yoshino is more heavily into otherworldly fantasy, so when something interesting happens, she’s immediately like this.」

「Don’t say it’s poisoned. That’s extremely rude.」

Kagetsu-san puts her fist on Hanayama’s cheek. She unintentionally dropped her clenched fist onto her palm with a force that would destroy a certain national broadcasting station.

Clang!

We sat back in our chairs again and tried to talk, but there was something wrong with where we were sitting. Hanayama is still facing me, but…

Why, are you sitting over… here?

Kagetsu-san was on my lap sitting like a chair. The fragrance that tickles the nostrils from the girl’s distinctive hair is irresistible and smells great. It is unintentionally heavy-handed.

And the soft touch of Kagetsu-san’s waist and thighs on my uniform. That’s exactly what it feels like to have my brain almost melt at the feel of pleasantly absorbent skin. My eyes were on point, but I plunged into her.

「Y–You’re making a mistake. You have to sit there…」

Natural? Is she a natural!

「My Papa, this is how he read and let me listen to him. I heard from Miyabi that Kaname’s story is very interesting.」

「Yes, that’s how Yoshino’s… I mean Uncle used to read to us when we were kids.」

I’m not your dad to begin with…

Although Hanayama told me, I was confused by Kagetsu-san’s outlandish behavior.

「I feel at ease here. Speak quickly.」

「O–Okay. If that’s all right with Kagetsu-san…」

The distance completely bugs me, and I began to tell otherworldly stories with the odd sight of her on my knees. After talking for a while, I was relieved to see that Kagetsu-san’s expression seemed cheerful. Hanayama asks me if I had any doubts along the way.

「Hey, Kirishima and the others were all transferred to another world, right? If so, weren’t any of them reincarnated?」

「That’s what I’m curious about too.」

Well, if it’s another world, it’s a way to get there that divides popularity in two. Hanayama’s question was a natural one.

「That’s it. I’ve heard it’s true.」

「What’s with the strange brusqueness?」

She looked disappointed at my unclear answer. Kagetsu-san was quick to correct me.

「Kaname answered. Miyabi, just stay quiet.」

「I’m sorry.」

「I don’t mind. Maybe I’ve met a reincarnation. But I don’t know. I don’t know if we…」

There are people over there who are scholars in addition to priests who are studying something like theosophy, and they were taught…

It seems that when we die, we become astral bodies, which are, frankly speaking, like souls, and can travel to and from each other’s worlds.

As to why they are meeting or why the answer is so vague…

It is said that if you suddenly put a large-sized astral body into a small mental vessel like a baby, it will shrink accordingly. At the same time, they said, memories of previous lives get compressed and fragmented or degraded.

The priests seemed to be of the opinion that unless the reincarnated body was astral body compatible, the memories of the previous life could not be successfully passed on, and most of them were living as normal otherworldly people.

「I mean, this story ain’t interesting, right…?」

「I see!!! Kirishima, you really put a lot of thought into this!」

「Hah?」

You still don’t believe that…

「Miyabi is dumb. I believe what the point is. It was interesting.」

Eh!? Now that’s…

I suddenly felt Kagetsu-san’s upper body move, and then I felt a soft touch on my cheek. I was being kissed on the cheek by Kagetsu-san. Hanayama was not surprised to see such a scene, but nodded his head yes.

Kagetsu-san, the woman in question, was not embarrassed and was nonchalant about it. No, why are you two being so normal!

I’m not sure I understand their reactions. As I was blushing with embarrassment, a teacher who was making its rounds called out to us and urged us to go home, and the three of us left the school talking under the streetlights.