How I, a Completely Ordinary Guy with No Special Traits, Risked My Life to Save Beautiful Twin Sisters, Only to Make Both of Them, Who Turned Out to Be Yandere, Fall Madly in Love with Me (REMAKE) - 1

Chapter 1: Thank You for Picking It Up

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People often say that everyone was born equal, but to be honest, I was pretty skeptical about that. 

Isn’t it way too unfair that crucial stats like appearance—which have a huge impact on your life—cannot be changed from the moment you spawn into this world?

For example, if you compared my classmate, a good-looking guy who was 180 cm tall, with me—Yagami Ryouya, who was only 167 cm and completely average in appearance—it was obvious which of us had the advantage. 

That handsome guy, part of the top caste in class, would no doubt continue to be the popular main character type no matter where he went. Meanwhile, I’d probably go on living my life as some forgettable background character B, always hidden in the shadow of the main characters.

Maybe it was because I’d accepted that, but I couldn’t find any real motivation in life. I’d wake up, eat breakfast, barely make it to school on time, sit through classes half-heartedly until the day ended, then go home. I was living a dull, empty routine with no substance.

With no friends in class and no club activities, I had no place at school where I truly belonged. That probably just made my pessimistic attitude worse. And needless to say, it wasn’t like I had a girlfriend or anything either.

“…Would life be even a little more fun if I had a friend or a girlfriend?”

After homeroom ended, I muttered that to myself while heading toward the shoe lockers. But even if I wanted friends or a girlfriend, I had no clue how to make them. Back in elementary school, friends just sort of appeared on their own, but once I hit middle school, that stopped happening.

I could hold a normal conversation with others, so it wasn’t like my communication skills were bad, yet I still couldn’t make friends. Everyone else seemed to make them just fine, and the fact that I couldn’t manage that “normal” made me feel utterly pathetic.

If I couldn’t even make friends, then getting a girlfriend was completely out of the question. Even if I liked someone, it would always end as one-sided unrequited love. Every now and then, I’d daydream about suddenly becoming popular with girls like in anime or manga, but deep down in my heart, I knew the world wasn’t that kind.

As I walked through the hallway thinking about all that, a girl walking ahead of me dropped something from a gap in her backpack. It looked like a pencil case, but she didn’t notice and kept walking. I quickly picked it up and called out to her.

“Hey, wait up. You dropped something from your bag.”

“…Are you talking to me?”

The girl stopped at the sound of my voice and slowly turned around. When I saw her face, I realized I had just called out to one of the school’s most famous students. She was Riona Tsurugi, one half of the beautiful half-British twin sisters known throughout the school.

Tsurugi-san was the younger of the identical twins, and she had an older sister with the exact same face. Her older sister, Reona Tsurugi, was actually in the same class as me, but we had no connection whatsoever, so we’d barely spoken to each other.

By the way, the Tsurugi twins had opposite hairstyles and personalities. The older sister was cheerful and had long hair, while the younger sister had a cool demeanor and short hair.

“Here. This is yours, right, Tsurugi-san?”

“Thanks for picking it up.”

Tsurugi-san accepted the pencil case without changing her expression, then took off her backpack and set it down on the floor.

In an anime or manga, that would have been the kind of scene that kicked off a youth romantic comedy scene. But unfortunately, this was real life. After she put the pencil case away in her bag, Tsurugi-san thanked me again and simply walked off.

“…That was a rare event. Maybe today is just one of those days.”

Maybe today was a lucky day that God had granted me. If that were true, maybe I’d finally pull that SSR character I’d been chasing.

Thinking that, I took my phone out of my pocket, launched my mobile game, and dumped all the gems I’d saved up into the gacha. Needless to say, I got a spectacular series of bad pulls, and my briefly elevated mood plummeted just as fast. Feeling dejected, I left the school and headed for the shopping mall.

My goal was to buy a light novel from the bookstore. I wanted the newest volume of “The Fiancée with Five Personalities,” a super popular school romantic comedy that came out today. Once I arrived at the mall, I headed straight for the light novel section and started browsing.

“Oh, hey. This is the one I used to read on that web novel site. Huh, I guess it got published.”

I liked light novels and often browsed Syosetu, a site for amateur web fiction. Apparently, works that ranked highly there sometimes got offers from publishers and were turned into books. I once dreamed of getting published too and even uploaded a story once. But no one read it, and I ended up discontinuing it after a week.

“They say you need 30,000 points to get published… That’s just impossible.”

For the record, my story only got 4 points in a week, so yeah—absolutely impossible. 

Thinking about that, I picked up a copy of “It Seems My Childhood Friend, Who’s Now a Yankee, Is Harboring a Twisted Love for Me,” a series I’d read before.

Might as well grab this one too. 

After buying both books at the register, I wandered around the mall for a bit. Tomorrow was Saturday—no school—so it was okay for me to stay out a little later.

“Well, not like I’ve got any plans at home besides reading light novels or watching anime anyway.”

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