I Was Reincarnated as the Villain in an NTR Eroge, but Since I Don’t Actually Want to Be a Villain, I’m Just Going to Live Normally - 30

Chapter 30: When I Went to School at the Start of the Week, Everything Became Chaotic

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The next Monday. On the early-morning path to school.

“My head feels kinda breezy.”

I walked leisurely along the school route while touching my head.

There was, of course, a reason why my head felt breezy. On Saturday, I had gone to the barbershop, dyed my hair from blond back to black, and had it cut off in one go. And because my hair, which had been pretty long until now, was suddenly cut short, my head felt breezy. Having short hair felt a bit strange, but I figured I would get used to it eventually.

And not only had I freshened up my hairstyle and gone back to black hair, but I was also wearing a pair of large, round glasses as part of my makeover. Akira Kuze was known for having sharp, upturned eyes, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that they made him look even more like a villain. Blond lion hair was something I could easily fix by going to the barbershop, but the upturned eyes were not something I could easily change…

So I bought large, round glasses and decided to use them to obscure my upturned eyes. That was the plan. The glasses were pretty big, so they should help hide the sharpness of my eyes, and maybe they would make me look less villainous. Well, I had no idea if that would actually happen. But in anime and manga, guys with glasses often looked like serious, studious honor students, so maybe people would see me that way now. If so, that would be perfect.

“Still, this much of a makeover feels super weird. But I’m sure I will get used to it eventually.”

I muttered that while adjusting my glasses. I had changed too many things at once, so everything felt strange, but I figured I’d eventually adjust, so there was no need to overthink it. What I really cared about was how people at school would react to my appearance today. I didn’t know what they would say, but with a bit of excitement, I continued on my way to school.

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After a while, I arrived at school.

“Man, up until now, people always stared at me, but today I got here without feeling a single one of those looks!”

When I rode the train or walked the school route, there were always people giving me suspicious looks. But today, I didn’t feel anything like that at all. Being stared at by strangers was stressful, even if only a little, so it was incredibly nice not feeling those eyes on me. And so I reached school without any stress whatsoever. Staying in a buoyant mood, I changed into my indoor shoes and headed toward my classroom.

Rattle rattle.

“Mornin’.”

“Haha, that’s definitely a lie. There’s no way Yamada would go out with Mizuki-senpai—huh!?”

“No, I’m telling you it’s true—wait, what? Why do you look so shocked—wait, what!?”

“Hm? What’s wrong? Eh—whaaa!?”

Rustle! Rustle rustle!!

The moment I entered the classroom, the whole place burst into commotion. I had expected some reaction, but not quite this intense. Still, I ignored the sudden noise around me and headed straight to my seat, sitting down without paying too much attention. And just as I was hooking my schoolbag onto my desk..

“…Huh!? K-Kuze-kun!? Is that really Kuze-kun!?”

“Hmm? Ah, morning, Yukishiro.”

Yukishiro suddenly spoke to me, looking extremely shocked.

“Y-Yes, g-good morning. But seriously! Wh-What is with that outfit!? You look completely different from last week!?”

“Well, remember about that stuff we talked about after school last week? You told me if I wanted to stop being hated, the first thing I needed to fix was my appearance. So over the weekend, I completely changed my delinquent look.”

“Y-Yeah, I do remember saying that, but… B-but I never thought you’d actually change everything in just one day. I-I underestimated how serious you were about this…”

“Haha, well, they say there’s no time like the present. So, how is it? From your perspective, do I still look like a delinquent?”

“Eh? Ah, u-uh… Th-that’s, well, um…”

“Huh? What’s wrong? I can’t get a proper answer unless you look at me, you know. Why are you looking away?”

“N-No, I-I mean, that’s… Uum, well… I-I guess… You look like a totally normal male student now… S-So I suppose that’s good…?”

“I see. Good to hear. But—hey, Yukishiro, aren’t you blushing? You okay?”

“Eh!? R-Red!? N-No, I’m fine! Really! Don’t worry about it!”

“Huh. Well, if you say so, then I won’t. Anyway, as long as I don’t look like a delinquent anymore, that’s what matters. Okay, I’ve got something to take care of, so I’m heading out.”

“Eh? Ah, o-okay. See you.”

And with Yukishiro’s confirmation that I didn’t look like a delinquent anymore, I headed out to meet Sakurajima right away. If I didn’t look like a delinquent now, I shouldn’t have any trouble showing up without warning.

And of course, the reason I was going to meet Sakurajima was because I had promised her I would do my best not to be disliked anymore. I wanted to show her the results of that effort as soon as possible. Also, I still had her handkerchief. I hadn’t had the chance to return it yet, so I had to give it back today.

Alright, time to go meet Sakurajima. Let’s head over to the first-year classrooms!

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