Chapter 7 – A Splendid Transformation. And an Encounter at the Corner

“Then let’s get started.”

“I can already see that woman breaking down in tears!”

Saying so, Watase-san and Fujimiya-san open their makeup pouches.

I came because Watase-san told me, “Come to the audio-visual room after school,” but for some reason, Fujimiya-san was here too.

I figured it out right then. Ah, they’re going to do something to me.

I mean, come on, right? It was right there in my line of sight. A wig and a brightly colored outfit — clothes made of white, blue, and yellow fabric.

Honestly, when I heard this was the uniform of the school Leo-kyun goes to, I doubted my ears. If I were forced to wear a uniform like this, I’d absolutely never enroll.

But now, I have to wear this uniform. I even have to put on makeup and wear a wig.

By the time I go home, I want to lose all memory of this.

“Hey, hold still.”

“Ah, yeah.”

It seems I was unconsciously trying to escape.

Haa, I really don’t want to do this.

“…Eh? Wait… Hey Itsuki, this is…”

“No way… right?”

I wonder what’s wrong? It seems like the two of them are making a fuss over something, but my eyes are closed, so I don’t really know what’s going on. Well, even if I opened my eyes, my glasses are off, so I wouldn’t be able to see anyway.

Oh, right. I wear glasses. Probably because when I was a kid, I used to hide under my futon and play games in there.

“Umm… Akasaka-kun? We’re done with the makeup for now, so could you put on the uniform and let us see? We’ll step outside.”

“Hm? Yeah. Got it.”

Doing as I’m told, I pick up the uniform and change into it. It looked complicated, but it actually wasn’t — all the unnecessarily excessive decorations were sewn right on, so all I had to do was throw it on and button it up.

The size is a little big, but it’s not unwearable. Yeah, alright.

“I put it on.”

I call out to the two waiting in the hallway.

“How is it? Is the size okay, I won— fuu…”

“Miorin!? What’s wrong!? Just what on earth— hauu…”

The two of them collapse the moment they step inside. What happened?

“Itsuki… you have to endure it. We still haven’t put the wig on him.”

“You’re right, Miorin. It’s not time for that yet.”

“Then… I’m putting it on, okay?”

“Aah! Wait! My heart isn’t ready…”

“Hurry! I’m at my limit too. Just holding this wig and trying to put it on him is making all sorts of things overflow!”

What is this skit? I’m completely being left behind here.

Whatever, could you just hurry up? This is embarrassing.

“Yeah. I’m okay. Miorin, please.”

“Yes. Here I go.”

And so, a blonde wig was placed on my head.

It was a little crooked, so I fixed it myself before looking at the two of them — but they had frozen stiff, their mouths hanging wide open in silence.

Could it be that I actually look a lot like him? But I’m not popular like this Leo-kyun guy.

“Sho…”

Sho?

“It’s a Shota Leo-kyuuuun!!!”

“No wayyyy!!! He’s way too cuteeee!”

Wait a second. Your voices are way too loud. Don’t scream from so close. My ears are ringing.

And what’s a Shota? That’s the first time I’ve ever heard that word.

“The way the uniform is all baggy on him is unbearably cute!”

“The way he’s staring blankly with those round eyes is so cute!”

“I can’t take it anymore… I’m going to die…”

Ehh…………

“Umm… so is it safe to assume I look like him?”

“It’s perfect!”

“I see. Then let’s get this over with quickly. Watase-san, where is Ayane-san?”

“Ayane has club activities, so she should still be at school. Also, don’t look at me like that. I’m not going to be able to hold back.”

Hold back what? Well, whatever.

“Fujimiya-san, what should I say when I meet her?”

“Tell her, ‘I love you’…”

“Excuse me?”

“Ah! Wait, Itsuki! Isn’t that a bit unfair!?”

“B-Buttt!”

“I’ve been holding back too, you know!”

“I’ve been holding back too, you know!? But I just passed my limit!”

“Wait, both of you. He’s your boyfriend, right? Then why don’t you just have your boyfriend say it to you?”

Why do I have to say it? To people I don’t even like.

“Leo-kyun won’t say it to us.”

“That’s right. He won’t. He does say ‘Thanks again today!’, though.”

How can you be in love with a guy like that!?

Haa, whatever. I’ll just decide what to say on my own, do it, and come back. If I’m dressed like this, she definitely won’t realize it’s me. More than anything, I just want to take these clothes off quickly.

“I’m just going to decide on something randomly, okay? I don’t know what kind of things this boyfriend of yours wouldn’t say, but I just need to say something that makes her give up on him, right? Something like, ‘I just need you to keep giving me money’ or—”

“Yes! I will offer up my entire allowance!”

“I spent all my part-time job money on Leo-kyun last month, too!”

Why did it turn out like this?

“Th-Then… how about, ‘I have other girlfriends too’—”

“I know! But that’s fine!”

“It’s okay! Completely okay!”

It’s definitely not okay, right!? You guys are actively furious that Ayane-san NTR’d you, aren’t you!?

Nothing makes sense anymore!

“Wait, wait, Miorin? Are we really going to show this Shota Leo-kyun to that woman? It feels… like a waste, doesn’t it?”

“I was thinking the same thing. I want to keep this Leo-kyun just for the two of us.”

Ehh… What do you mean, a Leo-kyun just for the two of us? I don’t want that. I’m not Leo-kyun.

“And so, Leo… Akasaka-kun. The plan to go to Ayane is canceled.”

“You just got my name wrong, didn’t you?”

“Be a Leo-kyun just for us, okay?”

Wait. Seriously, wait.

Why are you coming closer? Why are you grabbing my shoulders so tightly?

You both have a boyfriend, right? Hey, hold on a second!?

“Aaaahh!”

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I left the audio-visual room alone, completely exhausted.

After that, Watase-san and Fujimiya-san forced me to sit on their laps, patted my head, rubbed their cheeks against mine, took pictures of me, and hugged me from both sides.

That bizarre tension. Has physical contact with girls ever felt this utterly unwelcome? No, never.

Sure, Watase-san smelled really nice, and Fujimiya-san’s huge chest kept pressing against me and felt really soft, but still.

“Haa… ah.”

Letting out a sigh, I glanced downward and realized I hadn’t changed clothes yet.

My brain must just be too exhausted.

Just as I was about to turn back around the corner, I had just passed — heading back to the audio-visual room to change —

“Kya.”

“S-Sorry— ah.”

“Eh?”

The owner of that cute little scream was Ayane-san.

This is bad. This is really bad. I accidentally let out my normal voice, but she didn’t notice, right? She won’t recognize me by how I look, so I have to do something.

Thinking that, I lowered my voice so it wouldn’t sound like me.

“Are you okay?”

“~~!!”

…Eh? Why is she turning bright red and glaring at me like that? Could it be… she found out?