I Ended Up Pretending to Be the Boyfriend of a Beautiful but Tough Classmate for Just a Month, but It Seems That She Has Awakened Her Yandere Tendencies Because of That.

Extra 1: Sanae Tokito’s Daily Life

“Hmm, so noble.”

My days are calm yet fulfilling.

Right now, I’m cooking in the kitchen while watching my favorite couple working. It’s so enjoyable that I can’t help but feel motivated.

Having grown up watching my parents, who still act like newlyweds even though they’re almost sixty, I somehow ended up overflowing with the desire not to be like them, but instead to support couples around me.

The dignity and nobility of the student council president and vice president have reached the level of pure art.

“Jeez, you could’ve cleared table three while you were at it.”

“S-Sorry, I forgot.”

“Haha, just kidding. I already did it, so don’t worry. More importantly, what do you want for the staff meal? I feel like having omurice today.”

“Then I’ll have stir-fried vegetables.”

“No way, we’re sharing.”

“O-Okay.”

Hearing such an exchange makes me feel like I might get a nosebleed.

After eavesdropping on their conversation, I quickly prepared an omurice and placed it on the kitchen table—of course, with a heart drawn on it.

Watching the president get all flustered over this is just chef’s kiss.

“President, your omurice is ready.”

“Oh, did you hear us? Thanks… Wait, stop drawing hearts on it every time!”

“Oh, don’t mind that. Just a little charm. Anyway, the customers have thinned out, so please take your time and enjoy your meal together.”

Watching them like this fuels my spirit once again.

“Let’s eat! Kagami, say ‘aah’!”

“H-Hey, we’re working right now!”

“Oh, come on. Lately, you just come home exhausted and go straight to sleep. Look, no one’s watching.”

“…Aah.”

The vice president, reluctantly accepting the bite with a troubled expression—what a feast for the eyes.

I make sure to check on the two as they eat in the back of the shop, using the mirror I set up in the kitchen just for this purpose.

I won’t let a single precious moment escape.

And may their love last forever.

“Alright, time for one last push.”

This time I spent cleaning while watching them…

That is the greatest reward for me.

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Extra 2: The Case of Mika Shinozaki

“Hey, Mika, how are things with Enjou lately?”

“What do you mean? I’m not interested in girls.”

“But you two get along, right? It’s weird seeing you hang out with someone other than me.”

“Don’t make it sound so fun. She only took an interest in me because of you in the first place.”

On a regular weekday night.

Riara and Suzukaze-kun came over after their part-time jobs, and the three of us sat around a hot pot.

It’s been a long-standing tradition to do this at least once a week, but lately, the main topic of conversation has been about Enjou.

For some reason, that girl has been stalking me.

She keeps pestering me at school and has even shown up at my house after school uninvited.

But I don’t think it’s the kind of yuri thing Riara imagines.

What she feels is admiration.

She wants to be like me. That’s why she wants to be close and experience my presence. She truly believes that.

My power is still going strong, but I never expected someone would actually want to be like this kind of monster.

So, it’s not like I have no interest in her either.

But—

“She’s just a stalker. I’m not planning to get too involved.”

“Hmm, what a shame. But it looks like Enjou has completely forgotten about Kagami.”

“Well, that was probably her first love. But barely anyone gets their first love to work out. People forget, and eventually, the one who returns their feelings becomes what they call their first love.”

I spoke as if I knew what I was talking about—

Even though I don’t know anything about love.

“That’s true. We’re really lucky, aren’t we, Kagami?”

“Yeah, we’ve been through a lot, but we’re happy now.”

“Ugh, stop flirting in front of me. Maybe I should finally get a boyfriend or something.”

“Oh? Mika is finally thinking about it? But I can’t see you getting along with anyone in our grade.”

“Probably not. But old guys are out of the question, too. Ugh, I wish I could have a normal, age-appropriate romance.”

It’s probably impossible.

But the fact that I even wish for it—

Means that I’m changing.

That pure feeling is also something I’ve learned from Riara and the others.

“Oh, a message.”