I, Who Am Somehow Only Liked by Yanderes, Tried Transferring into a Class Full of Yandere Girls - Chapter 8: In the Library (Tsukimiya Shiika PoV)

After school.

I—Tsukimiya Shiika—was studying alone in the library.

With wireless earbuds in both ears, I surrendered myself to the comfortable sea of sound, letting my pen glide over the notebook before me.

As I was deeply focused, I was suddenly tapped on the shoulder.

“Uhyaa!?”

Startled, my shoulder jerked.

Looking up and turning around, I saw a blonde female student grinning at me.

“…Geez, Hina, don’t startle me like that.”

“Ahaha. Sorry, sorry. I didn’t expect you to be that surprised.”

My friend Hina put her hands together as if praying, apologizing.

“But Shiika, you’re sensitive, huh?♪”

“Opposing sexual harassment.”

I lightly chopped Hina on the head.

Hina stuck out her tongue like a child caught in mischief.

I wasn’t furious.

It was just playful banter.

“You seemed focused. What were you doing?”

“Studying. I was summarizing today’s lessons in my notebook.”

“Wow. As expected of the top student of our grade. You’re on another level.”

Hina exaggeratedly feigned surprise.

“Your handwriting is beautiful, and the content is really clear. Amazing. But this seems more like it’s written for someone else to see rather than for your review.”

“Yeah. I want to be of help to him.”

“Hm? What do you mean?”

Oops, I spoke too much.

I need to change the subject.

“So, why are you in the library, Hina?”

“I have some time before my part-time job interview, so I decided to nap here. The library is the best place to sleep in the whole school, right?”

“That line might earn the wrath of book lovers.”

I gave a wry smile.

“But Shiika, I thought you didn’t listen to music?”

“Eh?”

“You were studying with earphones in. You used not to follow along when we talked about popular songs.”

“Ah… Yeah.”

“What were you listening to?”

“Just normal sounds. A Pomodoro Technique video.”

“Pomodoro Technique?”

“It’s said to be more efficient to focus for twenty-five minutes and then take a five-minute break. I listened to a video with timers set to natural sounds like waves or rain.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.”

Hina exaggeratedly expressed her surprise.

“Maybe she doesn’t quite understand.”

“More importantly, Hina, this is a library. It would be a nuisance to the other users, so I don’t think talking more here is good.”

“That’s true. Then, see you tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

Hina waved her hand slightly and headed towards a distant seat. After she was out of sight, I put my earphones back on again.

Phew, that was close.

I almost got overheard.

After ensuring no people were around, I tapped the play button on my smartphone.

Then, the voice flowed into both of my ears.

“Good morning, Tsukimiya-san.”

“The next moving classroom, it seems the location has changed.”

“Thanks for the notes. They were incredibly easy to understand. It’s easier to grasp than listening to the teacher’s lecture. It’s better to study on my own with this.”

The voice of Aiji-kun resonated in my eardrums, making me squirm.

Ah… such a pleasant voice.

It’s like Aiji-kun is whispering right in my ear…

What I was listening to was the voice of Aiji-kun.

It wasn’t directly recorded, nor was it something sold.

I had secretly recorded our past conversations and edited them together.

This was a one-of-a-kind audio work of Aiji-kun.

His voice, released from a close distance, invaded my eardrums. Once it reached my brain, it secreted a large amount of pleasure substances like a sprinkler.

A longing feeling surged from my lower abdomen. I imagined myself being whispered to by Aiji-kun in a public place like the library.

“Ah…”

Rubbing my thighs together, I found myself letting out a feverish voice without realizing it.

I also compiled notes for the class to lend to Aiji-kun.

The thought of my writing being seen by him, reaching his brain, and melting into knowledge filled me with an unstoppable sense of happiness.

I want to be useful to Aiji-kun. I want to serve him. I want to make him happy.

I’d do anything for that.

If anyone dares to hinder his happiness, I won’t forgive them.

While listening to Aiji-kun’s voice in my ear, savoring the joy of being useful to him, I continued to write in the notebook for him.