If Her Flag Breaks Volume 1 Chapter 1

Flag 1: The Day the Knight Raised the Flag

Hatagaya Academy.

Situated on a vast campus with a view of Yoyogi Park, next to Shinjuku and Meiji Jingu Shrine, it is an enormous school that teaches kindergarten to university.

The academy is renowned not just for their unrivaled academics, but more so for the sound character education their students receive.

The students of Hatagaya Academy are synonymous with kindness in the area, and the locals have a good opinion of them.

Needless to say, students come from thousands of miles away to study there, so the academy has also prepared perfect dormitories for these students.

Since it was the end of the Golden Week, a sluggish atmosphere had permeated the classroom of high school freshman Class F. But due to the appearance of a transfer student, the atmosphere suddenly brightened.

Speaking of transfer students causing a commotion, they are generally beautiful girls. Nevertheless, even if their hopes were shattered by a normal-looking boy, he still raises spirits.

This is because the academy has a relatively high proportion of girls: somewhere between 6:4 and 7:3.

Anyways, the male transfer student stood beside the homeroom teacher on the podium. When he wrote his name on the blackboard, he could hear his classmates’ thoughts about him from their whispers.

“Then again, a transfer during the semester is really strange.”

“It’s not the Emperor of Tokyo again.”

Don’t bring up The Emperor of Tokyo!

Back to the subject. The student sitting in front of the podium… Nanami Knight Bladefield opened her cherry-like mouth in surprise, looking up at the transfer student who seemed uncomfortable under all the attention.

In front of her eyes, feeling a bit downcast… the transfer student unable to hide his gloomy expression and attitude… he was… “Hello everyone… I’m Hatate… Souta.”

“The guy who ruined other people’s business negotiation on the way to school this morning!!”

Nanami pointed fiercely at Souta, shouting loud enough to make the window vibrate. He raised his eyebrows.

The sound of welcoming clapping was about to start, but Nanami’s outburst changed the atmosphere.

“Business negotiation…?”

“What business negotiation…?”

“Ruin…? Business negotiation…?”

“Wow! How cruel…”

“But, why do business negotiations on the way to school…?”

“In this situation, isn’t it usually something like ‘The pervert who peeked at my panties on the way to school this morning!’, right…?”

The welcoming applause scattered, and the teenagers of Class F were all talking about business.

This class would surely win first place in the high school freshman division of the ‘Business Negotiation’ competition. Although they still wouldn’t be as good as the students of the business school. Wait, that doesn’t count as first place at all!

“Hey, isn’t Hatate Souta the one…”

“Yeah, the only survivor of the luxury cruise ship accident…”

The accident of the luxury cruise ship the Premium Ambriel —

It was a mysterious event that caused a societal sensation a few weeks ago.

The ship didn’t send any help signal at all during its sinking and just suddenly disappeared into the Pacific Ocean off the coast of Japan. Later, people accidentally found a lifeboat floating in the sea like a leaf.

The sole person on the lifeboat was Souta, unconscious.

But he lost his memories of the time he was on the ship.

The incident had countless layers of mystery, so it went completely unsolved. Later, the public quickly lost interest up until today.

However, the young man at the center of the incident was now standing in front of them.

The whispers of the class passed into Souta’s ears, making his expression even more gloomy.

When his classmates saw this, the curious gazes directed at him became mixed with sympathy.

At this time, an exclamation louder than Nanami’s came from behind her. The atmosphere in the classroom was originally a bizarre mixture of uproar and silence, and this exclamation made this indescribable atmosphere even more chaotic.

“Sou-kun!”

This time it was a girl with a slightly more mature temperament than other students. She stood up from her seat and pointed at Souta dramatically.

Actually, she had been staring at Souta ever since he’d appeared in the classroom.

Her long hair was tied with a dotted ribbon into a side ponytail. It obviously wasn’t a housekeeping class, but she wore an apron over her uniform anyways. This graceful girl was more like a mature beauty than a young beauty. She pointed her finger at Souta, mouth wide open and rooted in place. Usually, someone opening and closing their mouth this frequently should be careful of being mistaken for a goldfish, but she didn’t have this problem due to her good looks.

Faced with the girl calling him ‘Sou-kun’, Souta likewise looked at her with his mouth wide open for a while. He realized that the girl matched a certain person in his memory and inadvertently called out that familiar name:

“... Okiku-nee?”

“You really were Sou-kun!”

The girl jumping for joy upon her unexpected reunion with Souta was Shoukanji Kikuno.

Seeing that someone who knew Souta immediately appeared, the class erupted in a different way than before.

“Sou-kun and Okiku-nee…? They feel so close…”

“This transfer student’s face is really wide...”

“Maybe he’s a popular transfer student?”

“After all, transfer students are usually unknown…”

Regardless of whether she heard her classmates’ whispers or saw their suspicious gazes, Kikuno couldn’t hide her excitement at all and seemed to have understood the situation — yet also seemed not to. She hastily waved her arms to explain.

“Oh, Sou-kun’s my childhood playmate! He transferred away in middle school! And then– It’s just– We haven’t seen each other for two years! He’s actually grown so big! Become super handsome! It’s so great!”

“Don’t be so excited!” “Calm down first!” These admonishments from the rest of the class were mixed with wry smiles in their attempt to alleviate Kikuno’s enthusiasm.

—Right.

Kikuno and Souta had been neighbors from kindergarten until their second year of middle school, and the two were like brother and sister. Especially Kikuno, who didn’t have any siblings, loved Souta as a younger brother. People who weren’t in the know would think that they were real siblings.

Later, the two had gone separate ways because Souta’s family moved. So now that they had unexpectedly reunited, Kikuno’s excitement kept rising.

“Sou-kun… You really are Sou-kun, right? Woohoo! Sou-kun just moved!”

I can’t even move?… Souta’s expression said. The more Kikuno’s excitement rose, the more obvious the contrast was with Souta’s inexplicable calmness.

“Listen! I was always ~ always really worried about you, Sou-kun! Always couldn’t contact you… Uncle and Auntie are also… Because of that incident…”

Kikuno suddenly lowered her voice, and Souta added:

“My sister, too…”

“Sister? Sou-kun, aren’t you an only child?”

“......Right, yeah.”

Understanding again that his older sister doesn’t exist anymore, Souta lowered his head, his expression completely dead.

“I can’t reach Souta again…”

“Sorry…”

Seeing Souta become depressed, Kikuno panicked and frantically waved her hands.

“Uh, uh! Big Sis isn’t blaming you! Don’t show that face, Sou-kun! Uh! Big Sis will let you lie on her lap and help clean out your ears, okay!? I remember that you like that, right? That would make you feel better, right?”

‘‘“That’s too much.”’’ ‘‘“She’s doting on him.”’’ The class had felt that they couldn’t keep watching the way the older sister doted on her little brother too much.

Feeling the piercing gazes of his classmates, Souta couldn’t help but change the subject.

“No need, but… Okiku-nee, I think you’re one year older than me…?”

“Yep!! Last year, I went to study abroad for almost a year! So, starting high school a year late makes me a freshman now! But I didn’t think that Sou-kun would transfer and be in the same class as me! I, Big Sis, thank the heavens very much! Super amazing! It’s pretty much fate!”

Although Kikuno’s words came purely from sibling affection and completely lacked romance, her enthusiastic speech still elicited whistles of clear ridicule but also faint affection from the class.

But let’s not bring up this point first. On the other hand, a certain girl was in a completely opposite mood and was inwardly fuming.

That girl was Nanami.

‘‘Our shocking reunion was washed away by censorship!!’’

Nanami, angrily distracted from the subject, glared resentfully nearby. Souta, absolutely confused, felt trouble coming. He broke out into a cold sweat and tried not to look towards Nanami.

At this time, the homeroom teacher, wearing a cat-embroidered apron, clapped her hands with a smile to call everyone’s attention (although she didn’t notice that Souta really wanted to escape). The amount of aprons in this classroom was quite large.

“Okay, class, please welcome new friends more warmly~”

Suddenly snapped out of their stupor, the class resumed clapping. The homeroom teacher nodded in satisfaction, putting her hand to her forehead as if hiding from the sun like a certain exaggerated fruit lady children’s show host. She looked around the classroom.

“Where should Souta-chan sit~?”

“-Chan…!?”

Even the taciturn Souta inadvertently let out a cry, but the homeroom teacher was completely unmoved and continued looking around the classroom.

“Ah, Miyuki-sensei, I think sitting in the back row would make it difficult to assimilate into the class, so how about my row moves back a row to leave space for him to sit. Since Shoukanji-san and the transfer student seem to know each other, let’s arrange for them to sit next to each other!”

Behind Nanami, a frivolous blonde-haired student with pierced ears made a friendly proposal. The others automatically packed their things and vacated their seats, leaving space for Souta.

“Okay then, Souta-chan will sit behind Nanami-chan~”

The homeroom teacher waved her hands and said “Bye-bye!” Souta didn’t want to bother her at all, so he walked around to the seat behind Nanami.

Then, Souta faced the person seated behind him — the frivolous blonde-haired guy with pierced ears — and gently nodded in greeting.

“... Excuse me.”

“It’s alright… ah — also, our class’s teacher taught kindergarten until last year, so she hasn’t fully adjusted yet.”

“Oh…”

What do you mean adjusted, she hasn’t changed at all!

“Pleasure to meet you.” Although the speech and attitude of the blonde-haired ear-pierced boy was as frivolous as his appearance, he was far more kind than he appeared at first glance.

Watching Souta vaguely nod his head in reply, Kikuno, who originally was all over the place mentally and shaking nonstop, laughed.

“You really grew up~ Big Sis was obviously taller in middle school.”

“You’ve also changed a lot, you’ve become pretty.”

“Oh, naughty Souta! How can you say such polite words~ Sucking up to Big Sis won’t get you any benefits!”

Kikuno reached out and poked Souta’s forehead, teasing him.

Seeing Kikuno as frank as ever, Souta felt a bit dejected. He was already different from before, feeling melancholic, insecure, and guilty—he had mixed feelings.

“Huh? Sou-kun, why are you so listless? Shouldn’t you… feel a bit different?”

“......”

Kikuno quickly noticed, and her words made Souta’s expression more lonely. But she deliberately pretended not to notice, smiled softly, and said,

“Ah, you seem to have become more mature…”

“Now those are polite words.”

Souta understood her intentions and likewise pretended not to notice them, responding with a similar smile.

However, his slightly lonely smile instead worried Kikuno.

‘‘Back then, he was a cheerful kid and loved to smile… but now he seems to have changed. Is it because he was too nervous about the transfer… Am I seeing it wrong? He really hasn’t moved on from the accident…’’ Seeing Souta’s lack of vitality and that saying his personality had changed a lot didn’t do the change justice, Kikuno couldn’t help but feel worried.

Anyways, because they sensed each other’s goodwill, the two stopped talking. Only, their intriguing attitudes and words seemed honeyed to the people around them. As a result, Nanami, who was sitting in the front seat, constantly looked over her shoulder to peek.

Faced with her piercing gaze, Souta behaved unnaturally and tried not to look at her, breaking out in a cold sweat.

‘‘Why…??? Why does she keep looking at me…? Hmm? Oh yeah! This woman kept staring at me during the accident this morning…!”

‘‘Sure enough… it’s this guy!! The super suspicious guy!!’’

At the time, Souta didn’t think he’d attract such suspicion. He might have been a little negligent, and silently cursed his carelessness. Meanwhile, Nanami stared at him haughtily.

Nanami Knight Bladeflield was a girl as beautiful as she was confident. She was very stubborn and rather aggressive. Speaking of her fierceness and toughness, her classmates were even convinced that Nanami repeated a grade. But they wouldn’t think so about Kikuno.

At the same time, Nanami was indifferent to things she deemed irrelevant. However, she held on to things she cared about like a rabid dog. Rabid dogs drool a lot, so Nanami might one day drool a lot too. It’s said that preserved plums are effective for people who drool. Even Soviet physiologist Ivan Pavlov had experimented with dogs. The Soviets are really unpredictable.

Then, the similarly unpredictable Miyuki-sensei somehow made a gesture like “Close fist and open fist”, smiling kindly at the students.

“Okay, okay~ Everybody, look at Sensei. Everybody get along well with our new friend~ Today, we must be full of energy and work hard at playing games and going for walks~”

‘‘“What do you mean ‘playing games’…”’’ ‘‘“We aren’t allowed to go for a walk, right…”’’ The class heard Miyuki-sensei’s exaggerated tone for talking to children in kindergarten, and despite the cold sweat in their hearts, they still stood up and saluted according to the class president’s call.

Under Nanami’s fierce rabid dog-like stare, the students unafraid of death came happily next to Souta’s seat after class.

“Hatate-kun, where did you move from?”

“... A place called Kobata... in Nagoya.

“Oh, the future capital, Nagoya.”

“He’s from the future.” “The time traveler’s uniform is all new.” Hearing Souta’s response, his classmates started talking all at the same time.

“His uniform’s new because he’s a transfer student! It has nothing to do with the future!!”

Nanami couldn’t help but debunk the theory, surprising Souta and making him flinch.

The class gave a thumbs-up to Nanami, praising her great deduction while thinking that the transfer student was quite skinny. A kind-hearted classmate who had no luck with girls leaned forward with a clear, definitely-not-repulsive grin and said:

“Hatate, you just transferred and don’t know many things, right? Just ask me if you have any questions. Especially things about girls, asking me would be the right choice.”

He seemed to be the kind of boy who was a diehard fan of bishojo game protagonists. His behavior appeared to be well-known, as his classmates' reactions were “He’s at it again?”

Having said that, his outspokenness made Souta nearly relax his expression a bit.

But…

When Souta inadvertently glanced at the space above his classmate’s head—

His expression suddenly froze, and he fell into silent consideration. His eyes appeared full of heartache, melancholy, and loneliness, and he said:

“... I’m already very popular, so I won’t need to.’

Nanami and the others heard his obvious lie, looking at Souta in confusion while the male student angrily grimaced like a monkey.

“Wow! And I thought we were buddies!”

He suddenly broke out into a Kansai accent and left without another word.

Everyone there believed that his reaction was a half joke and laughed in confusion.

However, in Nanami’s eyes, that classmate’s reaction was genuine.

And another thing…

Only Nanami, who had been intentionally observing Souta’s suspicious behavior, seemed to have noticed something.

Souta felt Nanami’s gaze become fiercer. He felt her pressure but didn’t want to provoke trouble, so he tried not to look at her. At this time, a female student stood in front of Souta with an attitude not quite like Nanami’s but still arrogant like a queen.

“It’ll be you! I’ll accept you as my servant! First, you must join my club. As for what type of club it is, you’ll know after you join…”

The girl spoke haughtily, like it was preordained.

Again, Souta inadvertently looked at the space above her head, his expression froze, and he fell into silent consideration. Again, his eyes appeared full of heartache, melancholy, and loneliness. He said, with a little disgust:

“Sorry, but I’m a super sadist”

But Souta obviously didn’t look like a sadist, and in fact looked easily disheartened. As such, Nanami mentally vomited and thought: “Who are you kidding?”

But the female student replied, devastated:

“Someone so obviously gloomy is a sadist?! Two sadists don’t fit together!”

She was indeed sadistic… The other classmates watched her huff and leave, nodding repeatedly as if confirming the persuasiveness of her statement.

As a worried sister, Kikuno saw the scene as Souta having fun and making friends (although it doesn’t look that way from an objective point of view).

After that, an endless stream of classmates interested in Souta kept talking to him, repeating similar interactions before leaving.

After seeing Souta’s interactions several times, Nanami discovered something.

‘‘This guy…’’

Regardless of what they said to him, he would look above their head and his expression would freeze.

After Souta rejected them, before they gave up, he would once again look at their head to confirm

— As if confirming that they would never interact again.

‘‘Very suspicious… Too suspicious…’’

Every time class ended, there would be repeated acts of acquaintance and rejection. Gradually, fewer and fewer classmates came to see Souta, and come lunchtime, not even half a person showed up.

Although Nanami didn’t plan to act at this time, she stood up confidently, looking down at the Souta seated behind her.

“Let’s step aside and talk.”

“...... I refuse.”

“Thou canst not say no.”

Even though she wasn’t very tall, her attitude made it seem like she was standing on top of Mt. Fuji and her tone allowed for no excuses. This made Souta raise his head slightly.

‘‘He did it again.’’

Nanami glared at Souta, who nodded after looking above her head.

Because of her noble birth, Nanami had seen many people who looked at people’s faces, but this was the first time she met someone who looked above people’s heads. Granted, there are sometimes cats who look above people’s heads. According to this logic, Souta was more like a cat — the Licking Sou-kitty.

Of course, the thought of linking didn’t occur to Nanami, who was resolutely standing before Souta.

“I think that not associating with me would be better for you.”

The words may have been cold, but it was Souta’s awkward way of expressing his consideration. However, Nanami took no notice, drew a circle on her head with her index finger, and smirked menacingly.

“We think ‘tis better for thou to step aside and talk.”

“......”

‘‘How troublesome…’’ Souta frowned. Although he didn’t know how much the girl in front of him knew, he was at least sure she didn’t want to talk about it there, so Souta stood up reluctantly.

“What’s wrong, Sou-kun? Do you want Big Sis to go with you?”

Kikuno, anxiously looking at Souta from nearby, couldn’t help but suggest this.

However, when they overheard this sentence, the classmates around Souta reacted more strongly than he did, breaking into profuse cold sweat.

‘‘Saying that kind of thing in this situation is too overprotective…’’

‘‘How can he be spoiled like this…’’

‘‘“Big Sis” dotes too much…’’’

Although he couldn’t hear their inner thoughts, Souta shook his head with a wry smile.

“It’s fine, Okiku-nee.”

Hearing this reply, Kikuno still seemed uneasy. Nanami and Souta left the classroom under her worried gaze.

Nanami brought Souta up the stairs to the roof, where she stood majestically facing Souta. After Souta shrugged his shoulders, she said:

“First of all, We cannot ignore suspicious oddities. That is to say, We are very concerned about supernatural phenomena. Leaving them unsolved does not sit well with Us. We expect thee to understand this point.”

Nanami coughed to clear her throat and approached Souta.

“So, We implore thou to give an honest confession!”

“Uh… w-what do you want me to say…?”

Souta wasn’t pretending to be dumb. Nanami haughtily believed that others would naturally understand her ideas. Thus her poor communication.

‘‘Why dost thou not understand what we wish to say?’’ Although Nanami was rather annoyed, she patiently explained:

“... Thou always looketh above the heads of others… in this area, to make a certain judgment, correct?”

“!!”

Seeing Nanami move her index finger on her head just like she did before in the classroom, Souta’s expression visibly changed.

This admitted half of it already. It’s just like a pizza, fried chicken, Caesar salad, French fries, creamy bacon pasta, and a tuna salad appearing in a thief’s. It was supposed to be sneaky, but it might as well have been his official meal!

“W-what?… I don’t understand what you’re talking about…”

Although Souta was caught a little off guard at first, he immediately feigned ignorance. It was like he ate dirt.

“Don’t pretend to be dumb! Don’t feign ignorance! The evidence has flashed!!”

Her words didn’t make sense to him, but anyways, Nanami boldly closed in on Souta.

Souta’s intuition told him he had provoked a troublesome girl, and he sighed helplessly. Then he inexplicably observed the top of Nanami’s head, waiting for something to happen.

“See!! Thou looked again!! What exactly doth thou see there?!”

“... If I told you, would you promise to stop harassing me?”

“That would depend on the contents of thy response!”

Souta scratched the back of his head, wondering why that woman was so straight-laced, only shooting straight to the point.

“It’s just a way to calm myself down. Doing it makes me think positively — that’s all.”

“Who art thou kidding?! Which one of the sentences thou hast said after looking above their head hasn’t been negative? More importantly, first thou askest Us to stop bothering thou, then make up random lies! Didst thou think that would work?!”

Souta looked up at the sky, thinking to himself that she had a point.

“Look!! There are videos to prove it! Thou art obviously looking at something! This video as well! Also this video! And this one! And this one!!”

“... Excuse me, what’s up with the video of you wearing a sundress and spinning…?”

Because she played a lot of videos in a row, she accidentally swiped too many times and showed him unrelated videos.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!! D-don’t look, nyow—!!”

FYI, that was Nanami wearing her middle school uniform for the last time over spring break. Unfortunately, it cannot be played for everyone to see. What a pity.

“S-since We even let thee see something not meant for others to see, thou must tell me what thou doth not want to say, or else We won’t spare you!!”

She says this, yet she was the one who showed it to him. It’s pretty unreasonable, but Nanami was the kind of terrifying girl who does such unreasonable things without batting an eye. Well, she actually pokes people’s eyes while they’re talking. Truly terrifying.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh, my eyes!! My eyes!!”

Her terror was already unrelated to reason.

“Don’t just go through the motions! Give Us an honest confession!!”

“My eyes—!! My eyes—!!”

Covering his eyes while rolling on the ground, Souta looked quite happy from another perspective.

After rolling for a while, Souta, who was both mentally and physically exhausted, finally gave up and stood up, ready to tell the truth.

“... What I say next, if possible… I hope you can keep it a secret.”

“Only if thou deleteth the memory of the video from thy hippocampus.”

“......”

Souta didn’t know how to respond, and smiled in resignation for a few seconds. Feeling bligated to respond, he sighed again. He said, more gloomily than usual:

“Do you know… what a ‘Flag’ is?”

“A ‘Flag’?”

After hearing this, Nanami imagined a translucent sea creature floating around. Only one syllable is the same, though.

“Survival flags, death flags, love flags, victory flags, loser flags… Human actions and states, different phenomena, etc. are concepts with a significant impact on the future. These are flags. People often say that someone is planting a flag or pulling a flag. For instance, if the death flag is raised, the person with the flag will die; if someone plants a love flag on someone else, the former will like the latter… etc.”

This reminded Nanami of the morning. Before the traffic accident almost happened, the office worker’s words did raise a death flag.

“I… can capture flags visually.”

“... Meaning thou canst see… the flags…?

Souta nodded.

“As long as I look at a flag, I’ll know… what to say to break that flag…”

“Break… the flag?”

Nanami stroked her chin in contemplation.

“Then… the office worker who almost had a traffic accident this morning…”

“That was a death flag…”

“The guy who recommended himself to provide information about girls…”

“That was a friendship flag.”

“The girl who invited you to join her club…”

“That time it was a love flag…”

As Nanami listed them out, Souta thought about them one by one and answered with their corresponding flag.

“So basically he’s a Flag Crusher… right?”

Nanami didn’t believe it at first, and didn’t believe it till the end.

While she didn’t believe it, nevermind what happened in the classroom, the truck accident that morning was indeed too bizarre even if a supernatural force had interfered.

“... Okay, breaking death flags makes sense, but why break friendship flags or love flags? Don’t you want a friend or a lover?”

“......”

Perhaps because the thoughts he didn’t want to think were said aloud, Souta’s expression sank and he sat down on the stairs, lowering his head.

“Nevermind. I’ve already…”

“How is this a ‘nevermind’...”

As Nanami saw it, Souta dropping his shoulders more gloomily than usual didn’t mean that he really agreed.

“People that are too deeply involved with me tend to meet misfortune. I don’t want to see other people hurt anymore.”

To Nanami, Souta was the person who suffered the most.

Was he like this because his amazing power scarred him?

Or was it because he was the only survivor of the luxury cruise ship accident, so he blamed himself?

Or was it both?

Nanami didn’t know the answer.

Regardless, she looked down at Souta with concern. Souta only knew how to use his power to save people like this morning and to awkwardly alienate himself from others like he did in the classroom.

Nanami’s own social skills were not high — in fact, it could be said it was very poor. Her shortcomings weren't the same as Souta’s, but it can still be said to be rock bottom.

So… looking at Souta’s lonely smile, she found that she resonated with him, which made her rather unhappy.

For a moment, a really short moment, a similar expression appeared on Nanami’s face. She seemed to suppress her feelings immediately, and after grinding her molars, she opened her mouth:

“We…”

“...?”

“I have absolutely no feelings for thee ~ neither love nor friendship. It’s impossible to raise a flag! Actually, when I saw thy cowardly appearance, any flag was instantly destroyed and snuffed out!”

Nanami stood up forcefully and said arrogantly:

“Thou canst not worry about breaking things that haven’t been raised nor breaking things that have already been broken! So! We will complain to thee when We want to complain and yell at thou when We want to yell!!”

“......”

Not only were Nanami’s attitude and tone furious, but even the words themselves harbored far from good intentions. Thus, Souta looked dumbly at her when she said these words.

However, when the words sank in and he understood what Nanami meant, Souta’s expression brightened slightly.

Perhaps like Nanami before, because both people were equally awkward people, Souta had certain feelings about Nanami’s candid thoughts.

“... You’re a really good person. Thanks…”

“...!”

Although Souta did feel shy saying this, he wasn’t as shy as Nanami.

Nanami’s clear, white skin obviously reddened, and at that moment even her neck reddened. Nanami closed in towards Souta’s nose, growling softly.

“O-Our name is Nanami! Nanami Knight Bladefield! Just call Us Nanami, because We hate it when other people use surnames. -San and other suffixes are also exempt. Those who dare use a nickname will be punished with death!”

With this belated introduction, Nanami calmed down a bit, and the blush on her face subsided. Souta nodded at her.

“Okay, Nanami-s… Nanami. M-... me too, just call me Souta.”

He almost said ‘Nanami-san’, and Nanami glared at Souta as he smiled wryly.

He might’ve been a little angry at Nanami. Souta felt that even if he was harassed in the future, he wouldn’t be too bothered, so he reminisced…Man, it had been a long time… a really long time since he had met someone he could be friends with like this.

To Souta’s relief, there was no hint of a flag on her head.

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