Ore wo Suki nano wa Omae dake ka yo - Prologue

Prologue – It isn’t Like I Care About it That Much

On a certain day, when I, Kisaragi Amatsuyu a.k.a Joro, was about to stand up and grab my bag, two boys standing nearby started talking with impeccable timing.

“Hey, who do you think is the cutest girl in our school?”

“Hm? The cutest girl? Hmm… I don’t know! Give me some time to think!”

“Okey dokey.”

Those two were Alpha-kun from the soccer club and Beta-kun from the rugby club.

Hm, the cutest girl in our school, huh? That was a common and uninteresting topic if I may say so. But, I was kinda curious about what they think. Alright, I’d continue my way to the library after I finished listening to what they had to say.

And so, I sat back down.

“…Okay, I know who it is! The cutest girl in our school is Himawari from our classroom!”

After contemplating for thirty seconds, Beta-kun, who spoke in a cute way despite being a member of the rugby club, came up with an answer: Himawari.

I see. I guess that was a reasonable answer. My childhood friend, Hinata Aoi a.k.a Himawari, was indeed cute.

She looked younger than her actual age suggested, but that wasn’t a big deal. Though she was cute, she was a little airheaded, but that wasn’t a negative trait, rather a positive one. It only made her seem like an honest and cheerful girl.

“Himawari, huh? She’s cute alright… But I have a different person in mind!”

“Huh, really? Then, who do you think is the cutest, Arufuwa-kun?” (T/N: Arufuwa is Alpha in Engrish.)

I know, right? Arufuwa was such a unique surname. I was also surprised when I first heard it.

“Obviously it’s the student council president, Cosmos-senpai! Not only is she kind and mature, her rack is also huge! How could someone as perfect as her exist? Ku~!”

Trying to imitate Kabira-san, Alpha-kun, or rather, Arufuwa-kun, clenched his fists. (T/N: A reference to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jx7TIl0wptA the guy’s name is Kabira Jay.)

Well, that was a reasonable answer as well. The student council president, Akino Sakura a.k.a Cosmos, was indeed cute.

She looked mature and was smart enough to be the student council president. Not only that, even with that kind of capability, she wasn’t arrogant, rather she was kind to everyone.

Though, I gotta say that the word ‘pretty’ suited her more than ‘cute,’ but I’d assume those two were just using the same word for both.

Seriously, though… Those two’s popularity would never die down.

“The President, huh? She’s really cute as well! If you ask me about which one I prefer more, I’d say it’s Himawari, but I understand your feelings, Arufuwa-kun!”

“As expected of you, Beeta-kun! I knew you’d say that! Ku~!” (T/N: This one’s more obvious, isn’t it? Beeta, Beta.)

This one’s surname sounded unique too even though I heard it plenty of times already. Also, Arufuwa-kun, you were just being annoying at this point.

“Then what about the reverse, Beeta-kun. Who’s the least cute girl in our school?”

“The least cute one? Hmm… That’s a hard one~”

Beeta-kun, you needed to choose your next words carefully.

Look around you, the girls’ eyes were all on you. Especially the charismatic girls’ clique.

In other words, if the name that came out of your mouth was one of their names, your social life would be finished, Beeta-kun. Amen.

Woah, look at the charismatic girls’ clique leader’s face, Girl A-san! Man, she looked terrifying.

I shouldn’t make eye contact with her.

“Well, I already know the answer, so all I need to do now is to wait for yours! Ku~!”

“Okay, I got my answer! Do you want to say your answer together with me?”

“Yes! I’m ready anytime!”

Ignorant was bliss.

Look at those two’s innocent faces, completely oblivious to the ordeal they were about to face.

““Together, in one, two—””

In that moment of deathly silence, I ended up gulping despite not being a part of the conversation myself.

““Sanshokuin Sumireko~””

Ah… Well, I guess that was a safe answer, huh? They managed to escape certain death.

The girls seemed to be backing down too, they stopped paying attention to those two.

Because they mentioned the name of a girl from another class, a certain member of the library committee who didn’t have many friends.

Their answer wasn’t baseless either. That girl, Sanshokuin Sumireko, wasn’t cute at all. 

Flat chest, thick glasses, outdated looking braids.

She was so plain that she stood out from the rest, I could understand why they thought about her like that.

“Right? I was in the same class as her last year! Seriously, she was soooo unkuuul and gloomy!” (T/N: Uncool. Yeah, cut me some slack, my brain just died in this part.)

You went with Kabira-san all the way until that part?! You were formidable, Arufuwa-kun.

But, your information was a little off, man. That girl would only talk to someone she got along well with.

Whenever she was inside the library together with her friends, she was really talkative, she wasn’t gloomy at all.

“In my case, I’ve never been in the same class as her, but I heard a lot of things about her! They said she won’t say more than two words and she has one hell of an attitude! Maybe she thought that she’s a hot sh*t and she enjoys talking sh*t about others behind their backs? All while not knowing that she’s the one we’re talking sh*t about! Hehehehe…!”

Beeta-kun, that one was wrong too. That girl wouldn’t make fun of others behind their backs.

Instead, she’d make fun of me, and only me, right in front of my face, on a daily basis.

“I know right? She’s so plain, gloomy and her personality is bad too! She has no redeeming quality at all!”

“Hahahaha! It’s harder to find something good about her than getting a hundred scores in the exams! Hell, you’d probably pass the entrance exam to Tokyo University if you could name ten good things about her!”

Alright, now that their conversation was pretty much over, it was time for me to grab my bag and get up from my seat.

“…It’s about time.”

*   *   *

I walked down the hallway, climbed up the stairs, opened a slightly large door and found myself inside the library.

In the reception desk, the braided glasses girl, Pansy, was there, looking as plain as ever.

“Hello, Joro-kun— Hm? What happened to your face? It’s red and swollen. Did someone hit you?”

“I was late to come here because some idiots were talking nonsense, so I slammed my bag to their faces and they hit me in retaliation.”

“Is that so? You should treat it at least. Let me get a compress for you.”

“No need. This kind of bruise will heal even if I were to leave it alone. That’s why, Pansy… Don’t worry about it.”

“…Hm? Your tone turned gloomy at the end. Is something wrong?”

“Nothing. Anyway, it seems like I’m qualified to go to Tokyo University.”

“So it isn’t your bruises that need fixing, but your head. I’ll get some kelp for you instead.” (T/N: Kelp can help your balding problem. You’ll need this when you get older, so keep it in mind.)

“How did you even come to that conclusion?! My scalp is perfectly fine, thank you very much! Look at my hair! It’s shiny and smooth!”

“You’re still keeping your bad habit of running away from reality.”

This was the first time I ever heard that I had that kind of habit! But, anyway, did I really look that bad?

“But, you don’t need to worry. Since you got it this bad, I can lend you my thighs again today.”

“What do you mean ‘again?!’ Stop implying that I’ve been using your thighs as a pillow every day! That’s never the case at all! Besides, I don’t want to lay my head on your thighs!”

“Is that so? I assumed after that one time, you, Joro-kun, someone who could only be aroused by thighs, were given a lap pillow by me, you’d get addicted to it and you’ve only been acting shy all this time while craving for more…”

“Since when did I become a thigh fetishist?! If anything, I’m a boo— You know what? Whatever!”

“You have a fetish toward Oppama Station? That’s a unique one. How did you get that?” (T/N: Oppai, Oppama Station, puns.)

“Enough is enough! Just stop!”

How did she get the idea that I’d be aroused by a certain train station in Yokosuka, Kanagawa Prefecture?!

Seriously, wasn’t it her head that needed fixing?

Today, as usual, this girl cheerfully talked to me while making fun of me.

“…Alright, let’s move to the reading area quickly.”

“Okay.”

I swear, if this went on just a little longer, I’d go insane. So, I forced her to end the conversation and moved to the reading area. Naturally, Pansy followed behind me like a ghost.

Ah, scary—

“Alright, I want to know exactly what happened to you.”

Woah, chill! I just sat down and she immediately interrogated me!

“You don’t need to worry about it… It isn’t a big deal…”

“To you, maybe, but it’s a big deal for me. After all, you love to involve yourself in strange things.”

Ugh… When she put it that way, I couldn’t retort to her.

The incident during lunch break happened because of me no matter how you tried to look at it.

I thought that everything would turn out fine because I was a mob, but because of that, I heavily involved Pansy and my friends in that incident.

Haah… I really didn’t want to talk about this…

But, if I were to resist her, she’d find a way to force me to talk anyway… Fine, whatever…

“Alright, I’ll tell you about what happened between me and the transfer student, Yoki Chiharu.”

TL: Iyo

ED: Iyo

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