OreShura: Volume 3 Chapter 4

Chapter 3 Believing in My Girlfriend is Mayhem

After leaving the family restaurant and saying farewell to Fuyuumi and Kaoru, my cellphone began pouring that cursed music just like it knew it was the opportune moment.

[Subject] Wishing you a magnificent and peaceful summer

[Text] Dear Sir,

As it is the height of summer, I wish you increasingly well with good health.

Cicadas can be endlessly heard, and feeling the character of summer, I wonder if my dear friend is doing well these days?

I will see you at the same café as always.

Sincerely.

Just opening the text message made me gush out with fatigue.

These texts from my girlfriend that could make one so unhappy, it really was innovative……

If she tried applying for the Guinness Book of World Records , would she make it?

At that thought, the cursed music sounded again.

What is it? Did she forget to say something?

[Subject] idiot!

[Text] Of course it wouldn’t make the Guinness Book of World Records.

"You're the idiot, you idiot!"

I couldn’t help but get angry at the text message.

The eyes of pedestrians passing by made me feel awkward……

But, how did Masuzu read my mind? She couldn’t have supernatural powers. But mayhem Hime’s delusional world wasn’t so far off.

I thought about these trivial things as I rushed to meet Masuzu who was waiting at the coffee shop. From here it would take eight minutes to walk, and if I ran it would take four minutes. I wouldn’t be able to stand it if Masuzu was so picky about the time again.

I entered the café that was earlier full with couples, and found Masuzu sitting at the same seat at the coffee shop as last night.

She noticed my figure, suddenly sighed and said:

"Today is four minutes, twenty-three seconds points eight three. Well, it’s much faster than yesterday, but if you take the current situation, it will still be very difficult to participate in the inter-school competition."

"Don’t, worry, I'm not going, to, participate."

I sat opposite of Masuzu, completely out of breath.

"If you were in a hurry, you didn’t have to send such a long text."

"Well I realized I haven’t sent a summer greeting to you yet.”

"Then you should have written a postcard! Don’t mix that up with regular texts! That kind of obscure politeness is the most annoying!"

Masuzu gave a ｢hmph｣ and said with a childish pout:

"What politeness? You were just very excited about Akishino-san’s butt."

"......How long do you intend to keep bringing up that thing?"

"Of course until your death."

Masuzu said, with her eyes looking like a wild wolf’s eyes.

"Desire · For· Butts. That is the only real sense of justice that the two of us share."

"I don’t recall sharing that kind of justice with you!"

"Fine, since I don’t like think I’m particularly aroused by butts like Eita."

"And you’re immediately betraying what you said!"

The changes in the wind speed was simply too astonishing. If this girl was in the same army as me for one day, then the next day she would sell me out to the enemy.

The waiter fearfully helped us as we ordered. She probably that we were ｢a couple in the middle of an arugment｣? But we always had that kind of feeling, and furthermore we weren’t even a couple.

"So how did the business with Fuyuumi go??"

"Oh, I definitely have results."

I took a sip of lemonade that the waiter brought, and then looked at Masuzu in the eyes and spoke.

"Fuyuumi really has a boyfriend, I’m sure."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because she told us in great details things about Michel. For example, what she wears to dates, her boyfriend’s preferences, how they met each other, and that kind of thing."

"That’s what you call evidence?"

Masuzu shrugged and said:

"I thought you were going to bring something like Daigoro’s photo. Even then, it could possibly be someone else’s photo, so it’s difficult to call it evidence."

"Then what will you believe in?"

"If someone actually meets Daigoro in person."

Fed up with it, I said:

"You simply don’t stop doubting her to this extent, do you? Can’t you just believe what I say a little?"

"......That’s true, I'm sorry."

Masuzu stirred her rather dilute iced coffee and said:

"I’m the kind of woman who can’t trust anyone."

"Huh?"

What was it?

The subject suddenly became so serious.

"Because I often lie, I feel like other people will lie. I live a life full of hypocrisy, so I’ve already lost trust in people."

Masuzu stared at a piece of ice floating in her glass as she spoke to me. At the same time, I saw a ｢painful smile｣ overlap.

—I was a demon.

"......T-that can’t be true, right?"

I rubbed and rubbed my nose and said:

"Even if you are very paranoid, I don’t think you’re so bad that you can’t trust anyone."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because if you didn’t trust anyone, how could you have club activities with Chiwa and Hime? You draw up these meaningless plans to become popular, but isn’t that because you trust that those two will be fooled?"

Masuzu’s expression seemed to suddenly realize it.

"Well, it’s just like what Eita says."

"If you have more self-confidence, the word ｢self-confidence｣ is written just like trusting yourself."

I said, smiling at Masuzu. Masuzu also smiled in return.

Ah, I really can talk today!

It seemed like I was a real ｢boyfriend｣.

"Then I should be able to trust, too."

"I think so!"

"Yes, for example, if my own boyfriend tries to steal underwear from bloomer stores every night, I will trust even such a difficult story—"

"Don’t believe in that!"

I tried to deny it.

"Huh? But I have trust in my heart."

"This is something you made up! It’s based on a completely biased misconception! You absolutely can’t believe it!"

That being said, what is a bloomer store?!

I don’t even think elementary schools even use those anymore!

…….Are there really still schools like that?

Am I the only one who doesn’t know?

"This is Masuzu. This is Masuzu. Kidou Eita’s passion for bloomers has begun to ignite. OVER."

"Stop it! Who are you talking to anyways?!"

Even though it felt like I just won a bit, it ends up like this?

Is it impossible for me to beat Masuzu?

I wasn’t being completely ridden on the head……

At this time.

Masuzu suddenly leaned forward, and immediately placed her lips near my right cheek—

—Chuu!

"......?!"

I clutched where Masuzu touched me on the cheek with the lips, and stared back at her.

Masuzu cheeks seemed slightly flushed as she looked away and said:

"This is the reward for all the good things you said."

"............"

Damn!

Why?

This wasn’t her usual combat strategy?

But why was my mind so restless from this…….?

I fell silent, and Masuzu once again brought her face close to me, and whispered:

"Are you excited?"

"O-Of co—"

Course not. I couldn’t say it.

I couldn’t lie.

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