Chapter 7 – Fallen Angel of Love

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The next day.

I sensed through my Rejection Vision Side-Seeing that Akira would probably be waiting early in the morning again, so I left home even earlier than usual.

I diligently read at the station before boarding the train to school.

As I passed through the school gates, the surrounding students were buzzing.

They whispered while looking at me. It probably wasn’t anything good, but I couldn’t exactly stop them.

“Nyah~ Good morning, Nevada.”

And well, it was the same as always. Same as always, same as always.

Sabakutani Eri was wearing something highly stimulating. Today, it was apparently a naked coat outfit.

The season had only just passed spring. I wondered if she wasn’t cold dressing like that.

I thought about poking fun at her for it, but even that was difficult.

“Exhibitionist tendencies or something?”

“I don’t have any, but I do want my heart to race, you know?”

Turning to a naked coat for that felt pretty bold.

“Ah, I’m wearing a bra and panties, though?”

That’s not the issue here.

“By the way, yesterday was apparently amazing, huh?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You totally wrecked the basketball team’s ace in a one-on-one.”

“Eh?”

“It’s already spreading all over the students’ SNS.”

“Oh, really~”

I wasn’t even going all out. I just did a couple of dunks and steals.

“Umm. Excuse me~?”

After morning classes ended, it was time for the lunch break.

While I was thinking about what to do, I heard a cute voice.

It was like a loli voice. An immature, undeveloped tone.

When I looked over, I saw an adorable, beautiful girl. A loli face, a baby face, a small face with big eyes.

Dyed or natural… she was a brown-haired girl.

She embodied the very image of a loli character, but since she was at this high school, she was definitely fifteen or older. There was no grade-skipping here, either.

“Could you call Fushimi-senpai for me?”

The air creaked with tension.

If such a cute girl specifically asked for me by name, that would be my forty-eighth quirk.

“The Fallen Angel of Love…?”

“With Fushimi-kun…?”

“Not just the Moon Shadow Goddess?”

The classmates who had started murmuring all turned to look at me.

I wanted to keep talking with Eri like this, but that clearly wasn’t going to fly.

“Ah♡ Fushimi-senpai♡”

From every conceivable angle, she offered a smile that looked exactly like a lovestruck maiden to anyone else, then waved her hand cutely with little hops.

Come over here already. That was what she seemed to be saying.

“Who is that?”

“One of the school’s Three Great Beauties. First-year representative, Sudou Karma. Nicknamed the Fallen Angel of Love.”

Fallen Angel of Love, huh.

“Got some business with me?”

Left with no choice, I got out of my seat and called out to the Fallen Angel of Love—Sudou—who was waiting by the classroom door.

She fidgeted, giving off a bashful atmosphere, and then spoke up while looking troubled.

“Won’t you have lunch with me?”

“…Ahh.”

This was a problem. Sudou seemed interested in me, no matter how I looked at it.

“What happens if I say no?”

“I’ll tell the student guidance counselor all sorts of made-up things.”

Fake info was fine no matter how much she spread it, but refusing her right here felt off, too.

“Then let’s hit the cafeteria. I want chicken-leg curry.”

Seriously, Komenuka High’s cafeteria menu was so huge it was almost scary.

And so.

I ordered the chicken-leg curry. Across from me, Sudou had ordered zaru soba.

“Got some business with me?”

“Um… this is embarrassing, but…”

Stop with the fidgeting. It’s annoying.

“Yesterday you wrecked the basketball team’s ace, Masakari-senpai, in a one-on-one, right?”

“Well, wrecked is a bit much. It was a good match.”

“I was in the gym yesterday. I saw senpai’s plays. They were really cool.”

“Huh.”

I casually brushed off Sudou’s words as she confessed with maidenly shyness, focusing on eating my chicken-leg curry.

“So… I got curious about you, senpai… Won’t you go on a date with me or something?”

“I won’t. Later.”

I gulped down my curry and tried to leave, but she suddenly stomped hard on my foot.

She was smiling with rosy cheeks, but the vibe I was getting from her was something else entirely.

“You’re stepping on my foot, you know.”

“You wouldn’t just finish eating and try to leave, right?”

“That was the exact plan.”

“You’ll go on a date with me, right?”

“Do you like me or something?”

“I do think you’re cool.”

“Even if I’m good at basketball, that doesn’t earn me any royalties.”

“Then why did senpai get so good at basketball?”

“It’s a hobby.”

Nothing else.

“If senpai joins the basketball club, maybe I could be the manager~?”

She said something she clearly didn’t mean.

“Well, that’s how it is. Keep your afternoon free, okay?”

“You really shouldn’t get too close to me.”

“Will the other lovestruck maidens get jealous of senpai?”

“Yeah, I’m a loser with the ladies.”

“You’re cool, though?”

“You say stuff like that so casually.”

Well, whatever.

“Let’s go all the way out to Anyado. There’s a crepe shop I’m curious about.”

“Sweet stuff, huh.”

“You don’t like it?”

“I love it… but with you?”

“Senpai, do you maybe not know who I am?”

A brown-haired loli face. But her chest alone was huge.

It was transistor glamour, a loli with massive breasts.

Her uniform was sized for her short height, yet the chest area looked painfully tight.

“You’re staring at my boobs, aren’t you?”

“Looking is free.”

“At least make an excuse.”

“Denied.”

I drank my cold water while Sudou kept her foot planted firmly on mine, still sitting in my seat.

“So, what do you want to do on a date with me?”

“I want to get closer to you, senpai. Don’t make me say it. It’s embarrassing.”

“You say that kind of thing to other guys too, right?”

“Right now, the trend is you, senpai.”

“Ah, yeah, yeah.”

“Crepes, huh.”

“Let’s take selfies and post them on Outstagram, okay?”

“Don’t put me in them.”

The Censorship Officer Hypothesis should keep me from showing up in them, anyway.