My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 22

Chapter 22: My Online Friend Turned Out to Be the Student Council President

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【Side：Hara Kamitsuru】

I wondered how long I had slept. I woke up to Rin-nee’s voice. The color visible through the window was dark blue. The sun had completely set. The clock pointed to… seven. Nineteen o’clock. So about an hour, I guessed.

“Sorry. I actually finished earlier, but your sleeping face was so cute, Hakkun, I kind of got carried away and ended up late. I had Mother-in-law eat first.”

“I see. Mm, this smell… curry?”

The faintly spicy aroma drifting up from downstairs wrapped around my nose, and I recognized it instantly. One of my absolute favorite foods, easily competing for first place in my life. The curry Rin-nee makes.

“Ding ding. Hakkun, you said you like Rin’s curry, right?”

“Yeah, I love it. I really, really love it.”

“So this is partly an apology for today too. Come on, let’s eat together. Before it gets cold.”

I got up from the bed and went downstairs. There were dishes in the sink, so Mom must have already finished eating. And what was lined up on the table was an exquisite curry that looked incredibly appetizing. The roux was thick and smooth, with cutlets carefully arranged on top. Here and there, octopus-shaped sausages cut in half were scattered around.

Ah, right. It was Rin-nee’s curry that got me hooked on those octopus sausages. I even used to say I wanted to eat them every day.

“You never change, Hakkun. The way you look at food like it’s delicious is really cute.”

“I-I can’t help it. I really love the curry Rin-nee makes.”

“Well then, let’s eat. Itadakimasu.”

“Itadakimasu.”

It felt like it had been a long time since I said those six simple syllables. For Rin-nee’s curry, I would give up anything. I’d even pay all my money. Honestly, it was that good. The moment I brought a spoonful to my mouth, it was heaven. The balance of spiciness and sweetness was perfectly even, just slightly tingling, but the sweetness softened that bite, creating a flavor you couldn’t experience anywhere else.

“So nostalgic. Hakkun, you always used to eat Rin’s cooking like that, didn’t you?”

“Of course! There’s absolutely no one who can cook better than Rin-nee… well, actually, Muna and Haruna might be able to compete against Rin-nee.”

“I wish you’d just said there’s absolutely no one! But well… Muna learned cooking from Rin, you know.”

“That explains it. I thought it tasted kind of nostalgic.”

“What am I, your mom or something?”

As we chatted like that, I realized I had already finished my plate. It was really fun. If Muna and Haruna were here too, it would probably be even more fun.

“Thanks for the meal.”

“You’re welcome. I’ll make it again for you. Next time with Muna and the others.”

“Yeah, let’s do that.”

And then, the bath I thought had been prepared turned out not to be ready because the stopper had come loose, so we ended up relaxing in my room again while waiting for it to fill.

“Alright, Hakkun! Let’s play an association quiz!”

“An association quiz?”

Suddenly, Rin-nee brought that up. An association quiz… what exactly was that? Like a three-hint quiz?

“Pretty much. I’ll give you three hints, and you answer what Rin is describing! Okay, first question. ‘Ears,’ ‘Fish,’ ‘Animal.’ What is it?”

The first one was easy. Yeah. Wait, an animal with ears that likes fish… either a bear or a cat, but I’ll go with the obvious one.

“A cat?”

“Correct! Next, question two. ‘Like,’ ‘Love,’ ‘I love you.’ What is it?”

That’s basically already the answer. I’ve heard that line over and over.

“Me, right?”

“Correct. Next. ‘With gratitude to all people, sincere labor!’”

“Huh?”

Huh? The mood suddenly changed. Did Rin-nee break or something?? 

This is kind of scary.

“‘Go to labor, die in labor, work in labor.’”

I remembered that phrase. It was the catchphrase of a certain middle-aged guy.

Wait. Wait wait wait. I mean, given the flow, I kind of suspected it, but seriously?

“‘I am—’ What is it? You’ll know, Hakkun.”

“Go to labor, die in labor, work in labor.” His catchphrase and his status message. He always proudly declared his own name.

“The Overworked Salaryman Alien, right?”

“Correct! And so, that’s me, Rin. Now come on, let’s try it right away.”

“Huh? Try what?”

“You said it before, didn’t you? That you wanted to bury your face in Rin’s thighs.”

So the identity of my online friend was the perfect student council president. Muna totally did this on purpose, didn’t she? Definitely on purpose. Three-quarters of my online acquaintances being people I know in real life had to be intentional. And yeah, I did say that! I said something like, “There’s this super beautiful student council president with really thick thighs, I wanna bury my face in them lol.”

“I’m not doing it.”

“Ehh, come on, it’s not like it’ll cost you anything.”

“Um, Rin-nee. Is Muna doing this on purpose?”

“There’s nothing Rin can say about that. But if I say one thing, ‘e’ is Rin’s throwaway account.”

She totally knew. 

Then ‘hamihami’ must have been the same too! This is bad. That means I’ve been making a bunch of shameless comments to four beautiful girls right on their faces??

“Rin-nee, just kill me.”

“Nope.”

“Then forget it.”

“Nope.”

“Damn it…!”

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